Long Aotian, please stay away from me

At this time, another monk began to whisper: "See the man standing among the Yuquan monks? It's not the tallest one. Beside him, there is a gold pattern on his clothes, the one with a more beautiful face and not fierce eyes. Yes, that's him."

One of the first monks whispered to his companions, motioning them to look instead of pointing. "Guess who he is?"

"Drinking drunk knife alone?" The companion didn't even think about it, and the answer came to his lips.

First monk nodded, and took another look at himself.

"Looking like this, it's no wonder that some people in our master's sect helped him speak everywhere after seeing him. It's a pity that others already have their own hearts." The companion smashed his mouth, and suddenly thought of something: "But his cultivation That's not right. Look at this spiritual power breath, it's almost the same as the Yuquan sect around him, and it's far worse than Zhenjinshui."

"And he didn't bring a knife." Cultivator B also interrupted when he heard their conversation.

"Not only did he not have a knife, he didn't have a single weapon on his body."

"Others can't put their weapons in the Qiankun bag? Are you going to worry about it?" Cultivator C looked disdainful, "But his cultivation is only at the early stage of the golden core, and he is ordinary. Are you sure he is really drunk alone? knife?"

Brother A snorted and didn't want to explain more, believe it or not.

The group of them spoke in a low voice at first, but as more people participated, the volume gradually increased.

What's more, the monks have sharp eyes and ears, and those with higher realms can listen to all directions.Some monks who had been engrossed in watching Luo Yuan and the Lin family fight, also turned their attention to Yue Qiyun.

The Daoists of Yuquan Yibai Peak are not happy again, especially when they hear someone say that they are worse than Luo Yuan, they are more angry than hearing others say that their cultivation is inferior.

The older man is approachable, and never uses high-level spiritual power to overwhelm others.In Yuquan Mountain, he often hides his aura and finds a hidden place to concentrate on cultivation. The disciples of Yuquan Sect rarely feel the spiritual power of Yue Qiyun.

They were completely convinced by Grandpa Yue, and in the words of Grandpa Yue himself, it was his charisma.

Luo Yuan is rampant in Yuquan Mountain, who can restrain him among his disciples?

Only the older master has this ability.

To say that the older master is inferior to Luo Yuan?These monks are really blind, their brains were kicked by donkeys.

The members of Yuquan sect were dissatisfied and unhappy, but Yue Qiyun himself was at ease and didn't care at all.

No one discusses the gossip between him and big sister Xiuchun in the street, he is already grateful to Dade and thank God.

While everyone was talking, the fighting in the prohibition circle had changed in another way.

Seeing that magic flying swords were useless against Luo Yuan, the monks of the Lin family all raised their swords to fight each other, and the fighting became a situation of hand-to-hand combat.A few monks outside the arena also joined the battle when they saw that their peers were fighting against him.

With his own strength, Luo Yuan fought against more than ten monks, not only did he not be at a loss, but he was able to do so with ease as usual.

With one hand behind his back, he held the sword in the other hand to meet the enemy's blade. Not to mention that his breath was not disturbed at all, he didn't even move his footsteps.

The spectator monks whose cultivation level was not enough to keep up with the eyesight could only see him surrounded by silver brilliance, and he could easily resolve the sword moves of more than a dozen people one by one.

One of the four phases of Youtian, it is not for nothing.

The surrounding monks couldn't help but burst into admiration. Li Zhen Jinshui's swordsmanship, coupled with the ancient divine sword in his hand, even though his realm was only on the edge of Yuanying, he would not fall behind even against the monks in the early Yuanying stage back.

Wu You stood next to a few inner disciples of the Yuquan Sect, seemingly indifferent on the surface, but actually listened to the discussion of the audience around them about drinking drunk knives alone.

However, after listening for a long time, there was not a single word related to him.

These mindless things, don't you know that the young master of the Wu family who is also the fourth phase of Youtian is now also from the Yuquan sect?He is also a direct junior who drank drunken knives alone.

He and his senior brother were inseparable all day long, so why didn't anyone mention it?

Wu Youyue became more and more furious when he heard it, but Luo Yuan still played hard, three swords can determine the outcome of the battle, and the delay has not meant to end yet, what a joke.

Wu You let out a pee in his heart, didn't Luo Yuan just play like this on purpose, taking this opportunity to make Qi Yun look at him more?

——This shameless state is much higher than his own cultivation state.

"Little brother, don't look at it. What's so interesting about Luo Yuan, I'll go shopping with you." Wu You lowered his head slightly, and said to Yue Qiyun beside him.

Before Yue Qiyun could answer, Wu You took his arm, intending to pull him away, waiting for Luo Yuan to play with the dog himself.

Although Luo Yuan was in the sword formation, his mind was always on Yue Qiyun who was not far away.

He listened to Wu You's words to Yue Qiyun with sharp ears, and his seven orifices became even more explosive.

Wu You, an eyesore, tripped him up and made him unable to refuse to fight with this family, wasting his time with Qi Yun.Now I'm going to take him away forcibly!

He also pretended that the voices of many people on the street were too low to be heard, and deliberately whispered in Qi Yun's ear.

——This level of brazenness can be called Youtian's number one.

Seeing that Yue Qiyun didn't want to argue with Wu Youla in public, and that his competition had dragged on for too long, Qi Yun got tired of watching and wanted to turn around and leave.

Luo Yuan's eyes froze, he became a little more serious, raised his sword towards the eye of the sword array, and swung it to chop.

This sword was full of true energy and shook the heavens and earth, a sword energy obliquely pierced through the three palaces including the eye of the array. The Lin family cultivators didn't even have time to see clearly .

The crowd watching the battle, who were chattering and discussing fiercely, fell silent for a moment.

In the battle situation just now, although Luo Yuan played one-on-many with ease, but the competition has just started for a while, even if the Lin family loses, they can still hold on for a while.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this sword formation should be a unique skill handed down by the Lin family. The ten monks cooperated skillfully and tacitly in the formation.

But no one thought that the formation that could barely hold on just a moment ago would be smashed by Li Zhen Jinshui's sword effortlessly after a breath.

It turns out that Luo Yuan has been teasing the Lin family.

The sword array was forcibly dismantled, and all ten monks in the Lin family's array were severely injured. Several of them knelt on the ground, spitting blood, and managed to stabilize themselves without falling directly to the ground with the support of the sword in their hands.

Luo Yuan put his sword back into its sheath, without even looking at the group of people, he walked up to Wu You and blocked his way.

The two looked at each other with unremarkable anger, Luo Yuan withdrew his gaze, changed his eyebrows and eyes again, and said to Yue Qiyun with raised lips: "Let's go."

"Stop!" A young monk from the Lin family suddenly yelled and stopped Luo Yuan.

This man is the highest-level monk among the group of Lin family monks. He was not in the main palace in the sword formation just now, and he suffered little backlash when the formation broke.

Luo Yuan broke the battle, he immediately took a bottle of pills from the Qiankun bag, took one and adjusted his breath while taking it, now his complexion looks slightly pale, and he should not have suffered any internal injuries.

Luo Yuan frowned and clicked his tongue, why did this group of people mess up so much.If he had known this, he should have shot harder just now.

If he hadn't repeatedly promised Master Liu Ting that he would be merciful and would only contribute five points at most, Master would let him come out, otherwise this thing would still have a chance to be alive and kicking in front of him now?

Before Luo Yuan could respond, Wu You gave Luo Yuan a push, and said to him hypocritically with eyebrows bent: "I want to play with you. You two find a place to continue, have fun and play slowly."

"Fuck your mother's Wu..." Luo Yuan was furious, and wanted to fight Wu You with a sword again, but then thought of Wu You's current attire, it must be because he didn't want others to know his identity, so he had to grit his teeth and give up. He swallowed the rest of the words he wanted to scold.

At this time, the young monk who called out to stop Luo Yuan had already walked out of the crowd and arrived at a distance of ten feet from Luo Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, this competition is not over yet." He said to Luo Yuan.At this time, he no longer held a sword in his hand, but a bone flute.

The onlookers whispered to each other, wondering what the Lin family monks would do next.

Luo Yuan was so annoyed, he frowned and urged: "If you have any tricks, hurry up and cut down the fucking nonsense."

Yue Qiyun glanced at him, and signaled him to be a little more careful with his words in public, so as not to give people the bad impression that the Yuquan faction would speak dirty at every turn.

"Yue Qiyun, you are really troublesome." Luo Yuan muttered in a low voice, and said again to the monks of the Lin family, "Hurry up."

The young monk of the Lin family raised his bone flute to his mouth and blew a few notes. A monster appeared beside him out of thin air.The monster's four legs were slightly bent, and after a breath of energy, it rushed towards Luo Yuan with lightning speed.

"This monk from the Lin family turned out to be a beast master!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Seeing that they are so familiar with the sword formation, I thought they were majoring in swordsmanship."

"I didn't expect the beast master to be so proficient in the sword formation. It's really versatile." Many monks couldn't help taking a high look at the beast master. If you practice Taoism, it doesn't matter if you lose.

However, the crowd continued to watch the battle for a while, and saw something amiss again with sharp eyes.

"Why is the spirit beast of the cultivator cultivator higher than himself?" Someone asked in surprise.

The spiritual beasts of monks generally have the same realm and cultivation level as their masters, and more often they are below their masters, otherwise the monks cannot control them.

"That's a rare beast that was innately enlightened, and by chance, it took the initiative to recognize the master." A monk felt that he was knowledgeable and gave an explanation.

"You can see the aura of this spirit beast, it doesn't look like a rare beast born from the heavens and the earth... It is rare to see strange beasts from the heavens and the earth in the Youtian Realm, and there are only a few families who practice the art of beast control. I have never heard of the Lin family." A colleague The monks who practice the way of controlling beasts know more than ordinary monks who practice swordsmanship and spells.

"The precious beast that you have opened your spiritual sense is a monster in the woods outside, and you can meet it just by walking around a few times? This is a shocking chance, and it takes a lot of luck to meet it. I have practiced for hundreds of years. I have never heard of any monk who has such an opportunity."

Yue Qiyun saw the puzzlement of fellow disciples around him, and explained to them: "The flute he holds has another mystery."

"This man surnamed Lin was originally a sword practicer. By chance, he got the bone flute. He became a monk halfway and became a beast master." Wu You didn't care whether Yue Qiyun saw it or not, and deliberately showed off in front of him, " Look at what kind of dog... rhythm he is playing, just play it loudly, I'm afraid he doesn't even understand the five tones and twelve rhythms."

Wu You originally wanted to laugh at him for talking nonsense, but thinking that he couldn't just swear now, he abruptly changed the word.

Everyone in Yuquan listened to what they said, and looked carefully at the bone flute held by the monk of the Lin family.The flute was ivory white, covered with fine blood streaks, with a little red shimmer, and it was indeed different from the common animal flute.