Damn, this is too weird? You can give up so many crystals by collecting a can of tea! But this also made Zhang Zhexue even more ashamed. He really communicated with his heart, but he took out a can of broken tea to fool him for a long time. This is far from his principles of being a human being. He thought about it in his mind and had already made a decision, so he bowed and said, "Brother Lan Gao Yi, thank you for your kindness."

Lan Qing put away the magic weapons and smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you are kind. I will start to help Brother Zhang refine them tomorrow. Today I will have a good chat. I still have a lot of good tea here, so please give it a taste of it."

Lan Qing had a lot of tea. The whole day, both of them didn't eat and drank a lot of tea. It was not until it was dark and Zhang Zhexue insisted on leaving, so Lan Qing reluctantly sent him out.

Outside the yard, Fei Xiaotian's carriage was still parked there, and the coachman leaned against the car and was napping.

"Is Feixing still there?" Zhang Zhexue walked to the carriage and asked with a slightly raised voice.

"Fei is still there." Fei Xiaotian came out of the car, without a smile on his face, and said, "I didn't expect that it took Fellow Daoist Zhang so long, and I don't know how it was going?"

Zhang Zhexue took out a storage bag and patted it on it. Two thousand crystals fell on the carriage and said, "The cost of asking Master Lan's help is 10,000 crystals. Here are two thousand crystals. It is the fee that should be paid for the fee. Just a little bit."

Seeing the crystal stone, Fei Xiaotian's face improved a lot. He reached out to take the crystal stone into the storage bag and said, "This transaction has been completed, so Fei said goodbye." After that, he turned around and got on the carriage, too lazy to even urge him.

When Fei Xiaotian's carriage left, Zhang Zhexue first took out a flying sword and told the old Taoist Yunshan to change to a hotel by sending a letter to him, and then asked the old Taoist Yunshan to tell him the new address. He felt that he had offended Fei Xing, the local snake today, and probably Fei Xing would not just forget it. Therefore, the old place naturally could not live in the old place, so it would be difficult for him to be quiet. He estimated that Fei Xing would not come to cause trouble for himself in the long run, and it might even be possible that he would have started to follow him now. The statement that a gentleman was not too late for ten years to take revenge could not be realized in a local snake like Fei Xiaotian.

Zhang Zhexue sacrificed his tiger roar, jumped onto the flying sword, and flew north. In just a few incense sticks, he had already flown out of Xiaolan City far away. Halfway through, he released Hu Sier and said, "Si'er, help the young master see if anyone is following you."

Hu Sier used his ghost light eyes, looked back carefully, and said, "Young Master, there are really people following behind. There are three people. Have you offended anyone?"

Zhang Zhexue stroked Hu Sier's head and smiled and said, "Yes, I offended someone who dislikes his chest when looking at his back. It seems that he wants to kill me, Master. Well, my young master has been very tight recently. These people just happened to send some crystals. If they don't accept it, wouldn't it be useless to others' kindness?"

Hu Sier asked, "Young Master, aren't you afraid that the person who invited a foundation-building monk?"

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "Haha, he has a nine-level Qi Refining Level. Do you think he can easily hire a foundation-building cultivator? The one he invited at most is the nine-level Qi Refining Level. If you don't have this certainty, will your young master offend him easily? It just so happened that Bao San has not been active for a long time, so let him come out and let the wind go." As he said that, he pulled open the gourd stopper around his waist and called Bao San out.

Bao San came out in a hurry, and just condensed into a human form, he asked, "My master, did you let me come out to fight?"

Zhang Zhexue pointed behind him and said, "Three, probably all of them are from the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining. Today you are the main attacker. I will scoop up for you. If you can't hold on, I will go up and Sier and I will help you overcame them."

Bao San was a little excited. He hadn't seen blood for a long time, and his hands were itchy all the time. Now his cultivation level is already at the high level of elite ghost soldiers, equivalent to a high-level cultivator at the ninth level of Qi refining. With such cultivation level, as long as he does not meet a foundation-building cultivator, even if two or three cultivators of the same level come at the same time, he will have the confidence to deal with it, not to mention that it is beneficial to his environment in the night.

"Don't worry, my master, I'll stop them now." After saying that, Bao San slapped his waist and took out two big axes and held them in his hand. These two big axes were obtained by Zhang Zhexue for the first time on the way to send Hui Ning'er. He was useless and gave them to Bao San. Bao San had no storage bag, and he didn't know where he was holding them.

After touching each other with two big axes, the three monsters of leopard flew back with a smile, Zhang Zhexue and Hu Sier fell from behind, following slowly.

The three people chasing him behind were Fei Xiaotian. During the day, he was humiliated by Zhang Zhexue at the Lanshi Workshop. When he went out, he began to contact a deputy in the guide meeting. He also sent a letter to a friend of the middle level of Qi Refining, promising a thousand crystals to help him take Zhang Zhexue's life. Fei Xiao was naturally cautious. He felt that Zhang Zhexue, who dared to speak rudely to his qi refining, would have some support, either with a treasure or other strange things, otherwise he would not dare to be so arrogant.

Bao San took the lead and stopped Fei Xiaotian and the other two, shouting: "Stop, Master San robbed." He shouted to let the other party stop, but he did not stop, but rushed up directly.

When did Fei Xiaotian and the other two see such a fierce man? They didn't say a word and started fighting directly. It was simply a bit of the demeanor that monks should have. They didn't know that Bao San had talked too much nonsense before his death and made others cut off their heads. This kind of mistake could only be made once, and if there were more, they would be fools. Moreover, after he followed Zhang Zhexue, he found that his young master was also a nonsense and basically went directly to war.

The deputy corpses with the lowest cultivation level of Fei Xiaotian and the other ones were all at the eighth level of Qi Refining. They were all cultivators with industry and their wealth was much higher than those casual cultivators, so they all had two or three flying swords. One was used for flying and the other was used for fighting. At this time, when Bao San rushed up desperately, he obviously wanted to fight in close combat, so he hurriedly released the flying swords and slashed towards Bao San.

In the dark night, three sword lights were white, green, or red, pulling out three gorgeous rays of light in the sky, and instantly slashed in front of Leopard San. Leopard San smiled and twisted his body left and right twice, avoiding the two sword lights, while the third sword light passed through his body. The flying sword happened to be Fei Xiaotian's. Seeing that the flying sword pierced the body of the man opposite just a meeting, he couldn't help but be stunned.

But the following scene surprised him again. After the sword light penetrated Leopard Three's body, Leopard Three exploded into a ball of black smoke, but the black smoke did not dissipate and did not stop, and still rushed forward quickly. The black smoke rushed out not ten feet away, and condensed into a Leopard Three, with its fierce momentum and no sign of injury.

"Elite Ghost Man!" The monk invited by Fei Xiaotian shouted in surprise.

"Hehehe, do you know your third master is so powerful? Surrender quickly." Bao San rushed forward while screaming, while also avoiding the three people's flying swords. Once there was something that could not be avoided, the flying swords would directly explode into black smoke and then condense them. The distance of more than two thousand feet was just a dozen breathing time for an elite ghost soldier. When Bao San was blown into black smoke four times in a row, he successfully rushed to the front of the three people.

"Haha, you idiots want to kill your third master, so I won't kill you." Bao San shouted arrogantly, then two big axes flew up and down, staring at Fei Xiaotian's friend and chopping them desperately. He ignored the other two's flying swords, and it seemed that he had to kill that person.

The man was an ordinary qi refining nine-level, neither a body refining cultivator nor a martial arts master. He had never experienced such close-killing battles. He was immediately forced to be in a hurry and could not handle it. Leopard San used all his strength, and the two big axes were always left with the man's head.

Fei Xiaotian and Fuxing chased behind Leopard San, and the flying sword kept slashing towards Leopard San. They were blown into black smoke twice in a row. Leopard San was furious and shouted, and his body suddenly changed into a huge black arrow, and shot forward. Two big axes were driven to cut towards Fei Xiaotian and his vice-shoulder. While the two were dealing with the big axe, the arrows he transformed into directly penetrated Fei Xiaotian's friend's chest. Before the man's wailing sound came out, Leopard San, who had turned into a human form, turned around and punched the man's head, smashing his entire head into a rotten watermelon, and blood and brain scattered everywhere.

"Your grandma, I won't let the Third Master cut you to death, I have to die so ugly." Bao San spat at the man's body. Then he stretched out his hands, flew back into his hands, rushed towards the deputy manager, and cursed: "You bastard, you are the one who cuts the Third Master the most. I will chop you first."

That guy had never seen such a fierce guy before. He rushed over, but in just three or five breaths, he smashed the head of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining. Seeing Bao San rushing towards him, he was so scared that he almost lost his soul and turned around and ran away. Bao San didn't chase him, but just shouted: "My master, that guy belongs to you, I'll kill this one." Then he turned around and rushed towards Fei Xiaotian.

Zhang Zhexue cursed: "You bastard, didn't you let me watch the fun?" He cursed and hurriedly chased the sling. At the same time, three flying swords shot out, and in a blink of an eye, they rushed to the sling. The Crazy Sword Technique was used, and the head of the sling was cut off after just one encounter.

For him, the monks of the same level can completely kill instantly.

Zhang Zhexue said to the corpse, "Si'er, go and find his storage bag, and the one just now."

Hu Sier responded crisply, then jumped downward and ran.

Fei Xiaotian on the other side was entangled by Leopard San and could not get rid of his body for a while. He was not good at melee combat, and he could not use the flying sword. Leopard San smoked out of one blow and could not be killed at all. In just one stick of incense, he was forced to sweat profusely, and seven or eight holes were cut by the axe blade. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been chopped into several sections by Leopard San's axe. Every time he wanted to withdraw, Leopard San would not give him a chance at all, and he was blocked every time.

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Chapter completed!