The short arrow fires extremely fast, and it is approaching in a blink of an eye.

The arrow's tip shines in green light, and the air causes twists and turns due to the powerful force contained in the arrow.

The power of a magic weapon that is not included in the grade is about the first level of foundation building. However, due to the mysterious pattern, the power is increased and it is increased to a level close to the third level of foundation building.

A arrow shot out, but Ning Tong didn't even look at it. As a cultivation family, killing a mortal boy was like killing an ant.

Faced with this arrow, at least ten ways to deal with it flashed through Luo Chuan's mind.

Before Luo Chuan could take action, a figure flew out.

"Don't hurt my son!"

The handsome young man's body was so fast that he only felt a shadow passing by, the wind blew, the ground swayed faintly, and the momentum was not weaker than the copper rust crossbow arrow.

Sudden sounds came from the crowd.

Luo Chuan was also surprised, and the same was true for Li Quanfu beside him.

Unlike the bystanders, Luo Chuan and Li Quanfu were only surprised by one thing: Xiao stuttered no longer stuttered!

The time of a thought is so short that it only expresses regret.

Lu Ping has not yet established a foundation, and his cultivation level in the Great Dan Realm is undoubtedly at the bottom among the group of people at the Yinchuan Daokou. In everyone's opinion, the young man recklessly stepped forward and acted as a flesh shield to block the arrow, which was simply a desperate attempt.

"madness."

Ning Tong stared at Lu Ping, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He was jealous of Luo Chuan, a secular young man with a disgrace, who could not only be followed by half a step of the scattered person, but also allowed a young and young boy with a bright future to ignore life and death. Although Ning Tong had many martial servants in the big ethereal realm, he was all the ones he had to coerce and induce, and he would follow him wholeheartedly at the moment of life and death, and he was afraid that there was no one.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow flew like a meteor and hit Lu Ping's heart.

Since you are so devoted, then go to die!

Ning Tong looked full of resentment and sneered.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide: "What! How is this... possible!"

The blue light stopped steadily in Lu Ping's palm. It was obvious that he had only the cultivation level of the Great Dan realm, but he could resist the mysterious magic arrow that was nearly half a step away from the power of a scattered man.

Not only Ning Tong, but also the onlookers were surprised.

After suffering a heavy blow, Lu Ping's eyes turned gray, covered with dense patterns, like cracked earth. Circles of black tortoise shell patterns appeared around him, like talismans and military armor, exuding a distant aura.

With a flash of casual hand, the green copper rust arrows split into pieces and turned into powder and drifted away.

It was not until this time that everyone discovered that under the handsome and harmless appearance of the young follower, what was hidden was the body that could strike the low-grade magic weapon, and the powerful defense that was almost a monster.

Ning Tong stared at Luo Chuan in a complicated manner, his expression was gloomy and bright, and the flames of jealousy were burning in his eyes.

It was already surprising enough to have a half-step follower, plus a young follower who could defend beyond the level... Who is he? Where did he come out? He Dehe has these two extraordinary followers!

In front of everyone, a blush appeared on Lu Ping's face. He let out a breath and walked back behind Luo Chuan.

"Are you injured?" Luo Chuan asked with concern.

"No, no, no." Lu Ping lowered his head and stuttered.

With his fists tightly clenched, Lu Ping didn't go to see Luo Chuan, for fear that he would not be able to help crying.

Although he is stuttering and honest, he is not a fool.

Just by relying on the flesh of both hands, you can resist the attack of the immortals. The "alchemy martial arts" that I have been practicing hard is clearly the legendary immortals' Taoist techniques!

In Baiyu Jing, many princes and sons have spent ten thousand golds and failed to reap the fate of immortality.

I, Lu Ping, have no virtue and ability to treat you like this?

Luo Chuan and Li Quanfu looked at each other helplessly. It seemed that Lu Ping's previous failure to stutter was just an accident.

"Could it be...the mysterious and wonderful body!"

"The foundation has not been built yet, and the body alone can block the mysterious magic weapon. This is the only possibility."

"Among my young generation in Tiannan, no more than five people have mysterious patterns and wonderful bodies. In the future, Huang Ting and Lingtai will practice dual cultivation, and there will be few opponents among the same level."

"I heard that the successor of Kong Zhenren from Kunting Mountain was receiving only the mysterious patterned body. If he was recommended on behalf of others, he would receive 300,000 Yin coins."

"Minister Kong? If you give him to Mr. Kong, you will suffer a great loss. Haven't you heard that the Chongxuan family recruited a mysterious magical body as their deputy. If anyone reported the news, he would carve a congenital mysterious pattern for free for whom."

Listening to everyone's words, it was a good idea at first, but it was just a misunderstanding that Lu Ping was a mysterious and wonderful body. But gradually, Luo Chuan felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

It’s okay for ordinary half-step scattered people, but those sects who are tall crowns, wide sleeves, or feather cranes and cloaks, their eyes began to become hot when they looked at Lu Ping, as if they were attracted to a rare treasure and were eager to take it for themselves.

"I don't understand the principle of guilt for possessing a treasure. It's really stupid."

A sarcastic laughter came from the opposite side. Luo Chuan raised his head and saw Ning Tong gloating.

"Brother Fang, what do you mean?"

"Fellow Daoist Kong, if you are willing to withdraw and give the boy to me, I will be very grateful."

"I said, brother, you don't know that my ancestors were relatives of Kong Zhenren three hundred years ago. If I leave now, Kong Zhenren will definitely not let me go."

"Several people, I will give you a face to Ning Tong! As long as Ning is separated by someone halfway, he will definitely be grateful after the matter is completed."

The originally calm Yinchuan intersection was as lively as a vegetable market because of Lu Ping's amazing success. Li Quanfu sneered, and Lu Ping frowned. Luo Chuan, the biggest victim, looked calm and silently staring at everything, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

"Brother, what do you think?"

"Three people become tigers, and rumors are spread, and this is how they usually come about."

"These disciples of low-grade immortals are really ignorant. The birth of mysterious and wonderful bodies is often accompanied by strange phenomena in heaven and earth, so how can they be seen so easily? But the junior sister is very curious about what the runes on the boy's body is like?"

"Thirty percent may be because he took a certain elixir recipe, and the remaining 70% may be. He is practicing an extremely high-level method."

On the banks of the Wujiang River with black air, young men and women looked at the Yinchuan intersection and talked in a faint manner.

They were wearing wide-sleeved Taoist robes representing the identity of the immortal family, with a high jade crown, a man's eyebrows were tall and fairy-like, and a woman was heroic and had a clear eyes. There was a wooden sign around their waists, and the word "xu" was engraved. If someone was interested, he would be shocked.

They didn't seem to want to be identified, and they hid their waist cards under their clothes, appearing and looming.

"Brother, which one do you think the boy will end up falling into?"

"It's hard to say. Apart from Ning Tong, there are still six people who are likely to compete for the young man, all of whom are at the third level of foundation building."

The Taoist nun nodded. They were waiting for the boat here. The dispute at the intersection seemed to them just a pastime. But when the Taoist nun's eyes fell on Luo Chuan inadvertently, she was stunned: "What's wrong with that person? All the followers were stolen, and they could still laugh?"

Hearing this, the man also looked at Luo Chuan.

Like everyone at Yinchuan Roadkou, this mysterious immortal man and woman did not take Luo Chuan seriously.

At this moment, Luo Chuan spoke.

"Ten thousand Yin coins."

The young man's voice suddenly rang out, a little confused.

The sect disciple who was quarreling turned his head and looked at Luo Chuan in confusion.

"Ten thousand Yin coins."

Luo Chuan looked directly at Ning Tong through the crowd, stretched out his right hand, and said seriously: "You have been hurting people for no reason. If you don't take out ten thousand Yin coins as compensation today, don't think about it."

Everyone was shocked and then burst into laughter. Even the Taoist nun by the river burst out laughing. She didn't notice that after Luo Chuan said that, the eyes of the monk beside her became sharp.

"There are really everyone in the martial arts world of the Tang Dynasty. There are both the legendary Tang Dynasty Zhou Buchen and the fool who can't see the situation clearly." The Taoist nun showed a hint of fun in her eyes and said lightly.

The words of Taoist nuns represent almost everyone's thoughts.

"Don't think about it well? Hahaha..." Ning Tong seemed to hear a joke he had never heard before, and laughed to the sky.

After a while, Ning Tong stopped laughing, took his ears, raised his chin and looked at Luo Chuan: "If it weren't for the support of a half-step scattered person, why would you come to Wuhua City in Yinchuan? How dare you threaten me... Ordinary man, are you looking for death?"

"Do you give it money?"

"dream!"

"Do you give it?" No matter how Ning Tong mocked him, Luo Chuan said this over and over again, stretching out his hand and looking like a creditor who was asking for money.

Ning Tongqi laughed backwardly: "I really don't know what qualifications you have to say this? Are you crazy?"

As he said that, Ning Tong turned to Li Quanfu, his eyes shining with a cold light: "Why should such a person make you devote your loyalty? You should think about it carefully. For him, offend me and my Ning family, is it really worth it to be a fairy power that you don't know how powerful it is?"

"Of course it's worth it."

To everyone's surprise, Li Quanfu, who looked like a good person, had no choice but to be loyal and honest, didn't think about it, and said with his head held high and his chest raised, "I have to ask why. Well, Mr. Li tells you, just because my young master is Bai Yu Jingchuan Young Master!"

Mr. Sichuan?

The Taoist nun beside the river was stunned at first, then her eyes lit up, her chest under the Taoist robe swayed, and a hint of surprise appeared on her pretty face.

On the other side of her, the man she called "Big Brother" was also stunned. Unlike Taoist nuns, after a brief shock, a playful smile appeared on his face.

At the Yinchuan Daokou, there were also color-changing people among the onlookers. They were all from the Sanren and Banbu Sanren from all over the country, and their reactions were even more intense than those of the Taoist nuns by the river.

Zhou Buchen changed his destiny against the will of heaven and changed his destiny. When he was rejected by the Immortal Family Taoist Sect, he miraculously stepped into the Immortal Taoist Sect. Although this matter did not spread, it was also discovered by those who were interested. For example, the scattered people from various countries in Tiannan, and some Immortal Family Taoist Sects who were searching for geniuses.
Chapter completed!