I put an eye in heaven and hell

Chapter 81 Baby Battle 2
"Ten, I'll go. Are you killing pigs?"

The remaining thirty spirit stones, the ten promised to her tomorrow, plus these ten, wouldn't he only have ten left?

"Hmph, if you don't agree, you can invite someone else." Xiaolu said arrogantly.

Lin Hao gritted his teeth.

"You are cruel!"

Ten spirit stones, in exchange for a golden cudgel, a promising fairy artifact, plus the Qiankun stick technique.

Worth it!

"Okay, I agree!"

"Hey." Xiaolu smiled.

Over there, the quarrel has reached a fever pitch.

"Scum? Haha, let's show you the strength of our scum!"

Yi Shangyang laughed, and the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect behind him had already drawn their weapons, waiting for an order.

"Fan Jianrong, Yingtian, why don't we just defeat the sword first?"

What Yi Shangyang said was to defeat, not to kill.

As a part of the country, the sword is extremely powerful. To put it mildly, the five groups in the sword are basically just playing the role of cannon fodder. Compared with the powerful first and second groups, I don’t know how many blocks are worse.

However, a sharp sword is a sharp sword, and it is a whole. The Yin Yang Sect and the Sky Eagle Sect, even though they are high-level sects, are the targets of being tortured and killed in front of the group of sharp swords.

They don't dare to kill people with sharp swords. Besides, things like robbing treasures are basically done by people from the middle and lower levels of the sect or the family. Those powerful old things are all cultivated in the sect. Care about this kind of thing?
"No problem! This kind of thing is not something that you sharp swords should be in charge of." Ying Tianhu's body was shocked, and his powerful strength made many casual cultivators in the field feel ashamed.

Many people have already begun to withdraw.

"Haha, it's up to you!" Wu Yingjun summoned his true energy, and his two strong arms turned khaki.

Yi Shangyang waved his folding fan, and three rivets shot out quickly, with the momentum of piercing through the air, and hit the swordsmen.

"Dangdang!"

Wu Yingjun just blocked it with his two khaki arms, and the three rivets were hit on it, making the sound of golden arms clashing.

"Small tricks, you won't be able to get on the stage." Wu Yingjun said disdainfully, shaking his arms.

"Wu Yingjun's earthen body protection technique really lives up to its reputation." Yingtian praised, his hands formed into claws, and his true energy circulated, "I don't know, who is better than my unique pincers and eagle grasping."

Before the words fell, the figure was already like a preying eagle, swooping towards Wu Yingjun at an extremely fast speed. From a distance of tens of meters, in just two or three seconds, the eagle's claws went straight to his chest.

The actions of Yi Shangyang and Yingtian seemed to ignite a barrel of explosives. The disciples of Fan Family, Tianying Sect, and Yinyang Sect immediately dispersed, and more than a dozen people met those small and medium-sized sects and casual cultivators.

"All members of the five groups, spread out and meet the enemy!"

Wu Yingjun let out a loud shout, and the seven or eight members of the Swordsman standing behind dispersed one after another, each meeting the disciples from the three directions.

The scene became chaotic in an instant, and the huge boulders standing around turned into rubble in front of the powerful qi, flying around.

The sound of "bang bang" was heard far away.

Those tourists who have not yet left the place heard these noises, thought it was an earthquake, and fled out in fright.

They thought it was an earthquake
Lin Hao and Chen Jiahui had been watching from a distance, and no one paid attention to him.

"Uncle Chen, what kind of strength do they have?"

"The strongest ones are only at the early stages of the Mysterious Rank. Wu Yingjun, the leader of the fifth group of the Sword, Yi Shangyang, the chief disciple of the Yinyang Sect, a middle-level Yingtian of the Tianying Sect, and Fan Jianrong, the most talented direct descendant of the Fan family."

Chen Jiahui said, "These people are just middle and low-level fighters of sects or organizations, and they don't actually pose much threat."

"Uncle Chen knows so clearly? Could it be that your Chen family is also a martial arts family?" Lin Hao asked.

"It can be said that our Chen family are high-level members of the country's military. Everyone knows martial arts, such as Lijian. I am one of the founders of Lijian. I know most things about martial arts very well."

big family!
I'll go, the Chen family is so awesome, luckily I met Chen Jiahui, otherwise I would go to the East China Sea with sister Nie Ting, relying on my current strength, and run into the Chen family, I wouldn't be tortured to death.

No!

The strength is too low, even though he has stepped into the cultivation of immortals, the warriors in front of him may not even be able to beat the weakest one.

Now, the opportunity is in front of us.

Ruyi Golden Hoop Cudgel and Qiankun Cudgel Technique are awesome just by their names. Besides, can Monkey King’s Immortal Jue be any worse?

"Hey, I'm going to start reaping the benefits of being a fisherman."

Lin Hao loosened his muscles and bones, and fixed his gaze on the gigantic boulder shining with golden light.

"Nephew, are you sure?" Chen Jiahui asked.

"Hey, Uncle Chen, isn't there another helper?" Lin Hao smiled.

The battle was in full swing.

Wu Yingjun's face was serious.

If he wants to fight against three warriors of the same level by himself, he is no match for four with two fists. No matter how strong he is, he will inevitably fall into a disadvantage.

"Haha, let's play first, I'm going to meet that beauty of Sharp Sword."

Yi Shangyang laughed, and with a flash of his figure, he had already left the encirclement of Wu Yingjun.

Chen Bing slashed with his hand, and the jade hand with blue true energy chopped a Yin Yang sect disciple five or six meters away, and he was about to find his next target.

"Haha, ice beauty, come to play with brother?"

Yi Shangyang's figure quietly appeared beside Chen Bing. He opened the folding fan in his hand, fanned it gently, and stood on a broken boulder, blocking her way.

"you!"

Frightened, Chen Bing frowned when he saw this face full of evil desires. He slapped his waist without hesitation, and pulled out a soft silver sword from it. At that moment, a meter of silver sword energy was drawn out.

"Too weak."

Yi Shangyang waved his folding fan, and the sword energy dissipated in the air.

Immediately, the figure flashed again, and appeared in front of Chen Bing like a ghost, with a finger hooked around her chin.

"Yo, it really looks exquisite and spicy enough, I like it." Yi Shangyang licked his lips, as if looking at prey.

Over there, Chen Jiahui couldn't stand it anymore.

"Nephew."

"Let's do it now." Lin Hao said, "Even labor and management can't get used to that guy."

"Xiaolu, get ready, let's collect the baby."

(End of this chapter)