Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at the disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, and then his magic power was inciting, and a magic power hovered on his fingertips.

"Everyone is an elite disciple of the major immortal sects. I believe that with the knowledge you here, you should be able to prove that you are not a disciple of the Demon sect!"

At the same time, he muttered in his heart:

"If there were five monks who were not present, I would definitely let you know how to respect one monk."

Cheng Buzheng was very disdainful of the arrogant tone of the cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect. He kept thinking about it, but there was no strange look on his face.

See this.

The sword cultivator glanced at everyone, then turned around and walked into the formation.

Cheng Buzheng also discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Yu Guang of the five people glanced at the sword cultivator, and did not retract Yu Guang until the sword cultivator left.

These five cultivators came from the Immortal Dao Sect Liuming Valley and the Spirit Beast Sect.

The Spirit Beast Sect is headed by the thin-faced young monk, who seems to be the core disciple of the sect. Two young monks followed him are likely to be elite disciples.

The other two were wearing blue robes, and the style of their robes should be monks from Lumen Valley.

immediately.

Wan Wenlei's ostentatious light glanced at the sword cultivator, looked at Cheng Buzheng, and spoke, "Would you like to kill the disciples of the Demon Sect with us, or should you leave directly after collecting herbs!"

"However, we all distribute spoils based on the amount of effort we have done."

At the end of his speech, Wan Wenlei's tone couldn't help but feel a little bit contemptuous.

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng did not look down on this cultivator from the Spirit Beast Sect.

He knew that this was very likely, and it was the other party's aggressive method, and wanted to know what trump card he had. None of the monks who could get here were simple people.

What's more, the other party is an elite disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, so he is definitely not an idiot. After all, an idiot will not live until now, let alone a core disciple.

However, when Cheng Buzheng saw the strange scene just now, he guessed in his heart:

"It seems that everyone is quite afraid of that sword cultivator. I wonder what happened before?"

"So that the five monks care so much about the attitude of the sword cultivator."

Without waiting for Cheng Buzheng to reply, among the two monks in Luming Valley, one of the round-faced monks looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile:

"It's better to stay with fellow Taoists!"

"Senior Brother An, you are right. One more person, one more strength."

The person who spoke was another monk from Lumine Valley. The man's face was full of agreement and agreed.

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng knew that the two monks in Luming Valley were definitely not that simple. The other party wanted to bring himself into the gang and enhance their strength.

After all, there are only two monks in Luming Valley, and if he is one, there are three of them, which is enough to compete with the monks of the Spirit Beast Sect.

"It seems that the two monks in Luming Valley are under a lot of pressure now!"

Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself.

The three cultivators of the Spirit Beast Sect did not bring themselves into the gang. On the one hand, the core disciple had enough confidence in his strength, and on the other hand, he wanted to force him to leave so that he could maintain the strength to crush the cultivator of Lumine Valley.

This was revealed when Wan Wenlei started speaking, and the words behind it had another meaning. If you want to join the hunting operation, you must use Liangliang's means.

It can be seen that the core disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect is enough to be called a person with deep scheming.

But Cheng Buzheng is not a good role to play with.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Buzheng deduced the general idea of ​​the two teams through a brief conversation and expression.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng looked calm and smiled slightly, "That's right, it's better to obey your orders than respect!"

"Thank you, fellow Taoists."

As expected.

"It's okay if you want to join, but you must show off your skills. How about it?"

Wan Wenlei suddenly spoke and stopped him.

"Fellow Daoist Wan, this is a bit over!"

The monk from Luming Valley said unswervingly, "Your cultivator from the Spirit Beast Sect is here, and you are directly joining."

Cheng Buzheng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, which was just enough to deter them, to dispel some thoughts they shouldn't have, and to prepare for the next step.

Even An Yi, who spoke for him, did not believe much. He was just a temporary weight pulled by the other party.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng did not believe it. A mere encounter can make the other party and him open their hearts. This is the world of cultivation, not a romance drama. The main theme of the world of cultivation is the weak and strong.

Once you encounter a treasure or crisis, you will definitely be a victim who will be thrown out.

"This statement is reasonable!"

Cheng Buzheng clamped the light golden talisman inside his sleeve and shook at Wan Wenlei:

"Is my strength enough now?"

"Taobao!"

Wan Wenlei's eyes shrank, and immediately his face changed, and a warm smile appeared on his face, and he smiled:

"Fellow Daoist, since you have even such a precious treasure, you certainly have the strength to join."

"Yes, it will be easier to kill those tricky characters with fellow Taoists."

An Yiping, who was beside him, calmed down the shock and quickly spoke.

For a moment, the atmosphere became very harmonious and the conversation was slowly opened.

Then Cheng Buzheng smiled and said, "That sword cultivator from the ancient sword sect looks very strong!"

"Yes, Ye Han's strength is definitely among the top ten among the Qi training cultivators of various sects."

An Yi said with a heavy expression:

"At least, I have never seen a monk who is stronger than him. Even the most powerful senior brother in my sect is slightly inferior to him."

"oh?"

Cheng Buzheng asked curiously:

"Where does this start?"

"But you have to start from the beginning." An Yi said slowly.

"I hope to hear it carefully!"

"First, I came to this spiritual medicine garden, and then the cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect."

As he said that, An pointed with one hand, a young monk standing on the right side of Wan Wenlei said:

"A short time later, a cultivator from the Corpse Refining Sect appeared."

A cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect with a dark face quickly said:

"Yes, I will join forces with this senior brother from Luming Valley to fight against that Demon Sect disciple."

"Unfortunately, two other cultivators from the Corpse Refining Sect soon arrived at this spiritual medicine garden."

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Wan came in time, so he barely resisted it."

At the end of the day, his face couldn't help but show his lingering fear.

"good."

An Yi nodded solemnly:

"The Corpse Refining Sect seems to be using this spiritual medicine garden as a hunting ground and gathering here. Then five disciples from the Corpse Refining Sect came."

"We just can't get out of the battle."

"At this time, the two junior brothers who are here also arrived."

"good!"

Wan Wenlei nodded and smiled:

"Then, Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Ping also arrived."

At this time, Wan Wenlei was like a little brother next door, sunny and friendly.

"It can be seen that this person's scheming is also sure that his previous words and expressions are definitely his disguise."

Cheng Buzheng muttered secretly in his heart, and was alert to this scheming person.

"It is precisely because of the arrival of several fellow Taoists that we can persist for a while and survive."

An Yi said in a low tone; "But there are more and more disciples appearing in the Corpse Refining Sect. In addition to the iron-armored corpses of the Corpse Refining Sect, the seven of us could not compete at all. Soon, Junior Brother Liu and Junior Brother Lu of the Spirit Beast Sect could not resist and were killed in battle."

"At this critical moment, Ye Han, the Liuyun Sword Sect, came to the Spiritual Medicine Garden, but unfortunately they did not persist until this time."

"Why······"

The junior brother, who was beside An Yi, said excitedly:

"Ye Han's strength is really terrifying."

"No iron-armored corpse can resist Ye Han's sword."

"One sword is a cold light in the nineteen states, and the Liuyun Sword is indeed well-known."

His eyes were filled with admiration.

"Of course, fellow Taoist's strength is no worse than Ye Han."

Wan Wenlei slapped without any trace, Cheng Buzheng flattered.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng shook his head with a smile. He knew the ultimate strength of the puppet, unless there were a few more top-quality magic weapons, which might be comparable to Ye Han. Of course, this was the case without using the talisman treasure.

After hearing this, Cheng Buzheng probably understood the whole story.

He also understood why An Yi wanted to join him. Although he did not elaborate on the part he had just entered the Spiritual Medicine Garden, he understood that there must be a fight in the middle, but it was broken because of the arrival of the Corpse Refining Sect.

This forced the two to unite, which was because the cultivators of the Mind Beast Sect were afraid of settlement in the future, so they did not fight for the end.

The cultivators of the Spirit Beast Sect did not point out the matter that began.

I guess I don’t want him to make a choice now, after all, their attitude just now was not very friendly.

At this time, Cheng Buzheng made a choice, and the result was very likely to be detrimental to them.

As for the two of them, unless they withdraw from this spiritual medicine garden, it is not so easy to be a fisherman.

The five monks were afraid of Ye Han, probably because they were afraid of his terrible strength. Although Ye Han saved them, it also meant that they could be killed at any time.
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