The group of people was in an open area in the city. Within a thousand feet, there were no buildings except for some trees.

Yan Lan swept away his soul power and discovered that the two old men following the obese man were at the peak of the first-generation infant transformation and the early stage of the second-generation infant transformation.

As for the other four figures, their cultivation levels are not weak either, and they have all reached the 89th Nascent Soul stage.

Mo Li looked at the group of people from a distance and pouted: "Oh, look at that man, he's as fat as a bear and so arrogant and domineering, it's most likely Zhao Ton."

Xichen said: "Avoid it or rescue it?"

Yan Lan frowned and said: "That middle-aged monk has reached the late stage of Yiyan Infant Transformation. He is not a weak hand. Let's wait and see what happens."

Immediately, everyone in Yanlan stopped and stood at a corner of the street, staring.

Yan Lan came to Rongcheng this time to seek medicine for Ziyi. He did not want to cause trouble unless it was absolutely necessary.

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two groups of people thousands of feet away began to become a little depressing.

The fat man squinted at the woman behind the middle-aged monk, touched his chin, with a smile on his face, and said to himself: "Hey, it's rare. It's been a long time since I met such a stunning woman in Rongcheng.

No matter what, I have to capture her today. Those ugly monsters at home are tired of being played by me, fat man.

I haven't eaten fresh meat for a long time, and I'm so damn hungry for it." Then, the fat man coughed heavily, pointed at the young woman and said, "Hey, my fat man has taken a liking to you, why don't you come back with me and be me?

My wife, I will keep you in the city, you can come and go freely, and you will have countless cultivation resources. How about this? Master, please make an idea."

The young woman's expression was both frightened and disgusted. She just bit her lips and hid timidly behind the middle-aged monk.

The four young men looked angry. They clenched their fists. They were young and their cultivation had reached the Nine-Evolution Nascent Soul stage. They could also be called geniuses among geniuses. They didn’t expect that they would encounter such bad things as soon as they came to Rongcheng.

Why don't you get angry?

The middle-aged monk looked indifferently and shouted coldly: "Get out!"

The obese man had a smiling face. When he heard the word "Go away", his expression suddenly changed. The right corner of his mouth turned up, and he smiled coldly: "Good guy, no one has dared to tell me to go away in front of my fat man for a long time."

You're really smart. Do you know who I am? Listen up, my name is Zhao Tang. I'm in a good mood today, so I just tried to persuade you with good words. In the past, you five male cultivators would have become hell.

Wrong soul."

Immediately, Zhao Tang's expression became fierce and he said: "Today, this woman is going to be decided by this fat man. Come and grab her." "Uncle Master..."

The young woman gently tugged on the middle-aged monk's clothes and shouted in fear.

The middle-aged monk stood in front of the young woman and shouted: "How dare you!"

Zhao Tang stepped back and said disdainfully: "If you dare, hit me."

"Senior brother and younger brother, protect our junior sister!"

Immediately, the three male disciples behind the middle-aged monk took action, but were stopped by three Nascent Soul stage monks behind Zhao Tan, and the two sides fought together.

Another male disciple leaned close to the young woman's side and looked at Zhao Tang and others warily.

Behind Zhao Tang, an old man with light eyebrows walked out. This old man was at the peak of the Yiyanying transformation stage. His expression was slightly condensed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "I'll give you a minute."

After saying this, the pale-browed old man made a secret seal with one hand and formed a spiritual seal in his palm. He directly held the seal with his palm and blasted towards the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk's expression changed slightly, he shouted low, moved his palms quickly, and threw out a ray of light, blasting towards the light-browed old man's spiritual seal.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, the earth shook violently, and the majestic spiritual power was scattered.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and she noticed the impact of spiritual power. She rushed to the building thousands of feet away. The building shone slightly without any movement. It could be seen that every building had powerful forbidden protection. As long as they did not concentrate their efforts on bombarding the building,

Ordinary residual impact will not cause damage to it at all.

After the dazzling bright light, the old man with light eyebrows only took one step back, while the middle-aged monk took a dozen steps back in embarrassment, his breath slightly confused and his face pale.

"Uncle Master, are you injured..."

The young woman immediately ran over, supported the middle-aged monk, and mobilized the strong spiritual power in her body, trying her best to calm the middle-aged monk's restless spiritual power.

After all, the young woman also has the cultivation level of the Nine-Evolution Nascent Soul Stage, but compared to the cultivation level of the Infant Transformation Stage, she seems to be unable to achieve her goals.

Around the open area, there were five or six people standing still and watching. When they saw this scene, they all shook their heads.

"I didn't expect that the middle-aged monk, with his cultivation in the late stage of the Yiyan Infant Transformation, would actually fall short in one move. I'm afraid that this time he won't get any good results."

"The two old men behind Zhao Tang are strong men that his father hired with a lot of money. How can they be so easy to deal with?"

"There must be no one in Rongcheng to intervene in this matter. Hey, wish yourself well. It's such a pity for that young woman."

"..."

When Mo Li saw this, the magic sword behind him murmured softly, and he angrily said: "What an arrogant Zhao Tan. Hearing with your ears is worse than seeing with your eyes. He is really committing an evil act. I, this girl, will kill him."

After saying that, Mo Li was about to run away.

Yan Lan, with quick eyes and quick hands, pressed Mo Li's shoulders and said: "Sister Mo Li, please be patient. We are watching others, but we are also being watched by others!"

Mo Li was confused and turned around and asked: "Brother Yan, who else is staring at us?"

Yan Lan pouted under a tree thousands of feet away in the open space, and said, "Look, there are three people there, but they have been checking us with their spiritual senses, and their expressions reveal evil!"

Xichen's eyes narrowed and he said in surprise: "I can't see through the cultivation of those three people. Could they be another bully, Chen Jiao?"

Qing Jian Wuchang nodded and said: "Looking at his cynical look, it's probably Chen Jiao."

Mo Li stamped his feet and said bitterly: "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind it. Little brother Yan, little monk, you two must help this time. It's up to you two to deal with these guys. But

, I join forces with Senior Brother Shi Xu and Junior Sister Tongli, and I am not afraid of any of the old men."

Wu Se put his hands together and said, "Donor Moli, don't worry, with Yan Lan here, we won't let those people be arrogant."

Yan Lan grinned. This little monk really didn't look like a monk sometimes.

At this moment, Zhao Tang snorted coldly and ignored the fight between his men and ordinary disciples. Instead, he walked towards the middle-aged monk and the young woman with a determined pace.

Behind Zhao Tan, the old man with light eyebrows and the old man with erect eyebrows followed closely.

"If you dare to hurt them, I will fight you to the death!"

The young disciple roared loudly, and the spiritual power around his body boiled, turning into a spiritual storm and blasting straight towards Zhao Tan.

"roll!"

Zhao Tang shouted loudly and clapped with one hand, sending the young disciple flying thousands of feet away and hitting a courtyard wall before rolling to the ground.

The young disciple vomited blood, stared at Zhao Tan with resentful eyes, and shouted in a hissing voice: "If you dare to hurt my uncle and junior sister, our Jianhua Sect will definitely not let you go."

Zhao Tang smiled disdainfully and said: "I don't care what kind of door you are in. When you get to Rongcheng, you have to listen to this fat man. Even in the Nine-Year Nascent Soul Stage, you dare to shout in front of the fat man."

Immediately, Zhao Tang laughed obscenely, pointed at the middle-aged monk, and said to the two old men behind him: "You guys, tie up this male monk. The fat man will hug my little lady himself, hehe!"

The two old men took the order and immediately rushed towards the middle-aged monk.

There were five or six groups of monks watching around, a total of forty or fifty people. Most of them shook their heads slightly. Although they sympathized, none of them dared to take action.

"This young disciple of Jianhua Sect can be considered to have some backbone. I will help you with this."

Yan Lan snorted in displeasure and shot straight towards the two old men like lightning.

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Chapter completed!