"Hahahaha!" A monk in the Yuanying realm couldn't help laughing, but there was no smile in his eyes, which was so cold that it could freeze. He turned his head and said to the people behind him, "You two, go and see Junior Brother Wu Qiuming."
The two monks at the Golden Core Stage went away in response.
Then, the monk in the Nascent Soul Realm looked at Chu Mo and said, "You are really crazy!"
"Yeah." Chu Mo nodded calmly: "Facing you, I think I have the capital to be a little crazy."
"Go to hell!" A monk in the Nascent Soul Realm shot out with anger, and a vast aura erupted from him in an instant.
Chu Mo suddenly burst out with a more powerful... golden core breath!
Although it was the aura of the Golden Core realm, but in terms of momentum, it was not even half as strong as the other party's Nascent Soul realm.
Then, he shot directly!
spell
unnecessary!
With an old punch, he directly blasted towards the opponent's front door!
This monk in the Nascent Soul Realm suddenly felt humiliated!
How could the battle between the monks be reduced to a chaotic street battle by this guy
He immediately formed seals with his hands, wanting to use spells.
But his pair of pupils instantly enlarged!
In the pupil, a fist... getting closer!
Time seemed to be slowed down dozens of times! Chu Mo's movements seemed to be very slow.
But in fact... it's almost to the extreme!
Even a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage couldn't keep up with Chu Mo's eyes!
boom!
Chu Mo's punch firmly hit the eye socket of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was preparing the spell.
There was a muffled sound.
A palpitation, a muffled sound that makes people tremble all over.
Click!
The eye sockets of this Nascent Soul cultivator were actually shattered by Chu Mo's punch!
Whoosh!
Another one was sent flying by Chu Mo.
Only this time, the group of people were all dead silent. Looking at Chu Mo in disbelief.
"Who are you scaring?" Chu Mo withdrew his fist and looked at another Nascent Soul cultivator who was close at hand: "Do you know how much the flowers in my yard are worth? If you destroy a plant, it won't be enough to pay for your life !"
"Ah!" The Nascent Soul cultivator was frightened and angry, and shot at Chu Mo instantly.
boom!
He was also sent flying.
With two punches, the two Nascent Soul cultivators were sent flying out of the courtyard.
On the street outside, the two late Jindan cultivators who were checking the injuries of their companions suddenly saw two senior brothers leading the team, one in front and one behind, falling to the ground.
Pedestrians on the street suddenly dispersed far away, and then looked at this side cautiously.
"There... seems to be the residence of that Mr. Lu?"
"Well, I didn't expect that there are still little thieves who don't open their eyes and go there to make trouble!"
"Aren't they afraid that people from the three major families will trouble them?"
"Hey, I don't know how to live or die..."
"That's right, who doesn't know that Mr. Lu is the number one expert in Splendid City?"
The two monks in the later stage of Jindan were stunned, standing there dumbfounded, and the corners of their mouths twitched violently.
"Are we little thieves?"
"Are we afraid of the three major families?"
"We don't know how to live or die?"
"The number one expert in Splendid City?"
Grass, what the hell is this
The faces of the two late Jindan monks turned green. But then, the figures that flew out one after another from the yard made them feel terrified!
Those people are all their companions!
The two Nascent Souls and the five Golden Core Late Stages were all directly punched out one after another.
A group of nine people is enough to challenge any small and medium sect, and even a terrifying team that can destroy it, but the two of them are left intact.
And the time was less than half a stick of incense.
If they hadn't been sent out just now to check on the situation of their companions, the two of them might have ended up in the same way.
Was directly typed out!
Isn't that guy in the yard a monk at the Golden Core Stage
They still clearly remembered that before leaving, the young master Feng Hua told them that someone offered a big price to buy Lu Tianming's life. The price offered was irresistible to the entire Lingyun Sect!
So, send them to Jinxiu City, just find a decent reason, chop off Lu Tianming's head, and go back to report.
"It's just a golden pill."
These are the original words of Feng Hua, the young master of Lingyun Sect, before leaving. Of course, it's also what they think in their hearts.
Before, they even felt that it was superfluous to come to two senior brothers in the Nascent Soul Realm. These big monks in the late stage of Jindan... Any one of them is enough to take away Lu Tianming's head.
But unexpectedly, they didn't expect the beginning and the end.
The strength of the opponent simply surpassed their understanding of monks!
Where is this a golden core stage monk? I'm afraid even if it is an old monster at the peak of Yuanying, it's nothing more than that, right
At this time, the group of people who were beaten out suddenly cried out in pain. The corners of their mouths were bleeding, their mouths were crooked, their eyes were slanting, and their faces were very distorted.
These people were all beaten in the face by someone.
The hearts of the two late Jindan monks twitched again, and they felt pain in their faces.
"Senior brother...you, are you alright?" A late Jindan cultivator stood there, a little at a loss.
"It's okay... look at us... do you seem to be okay?" A monk in the Nascent Soul realm had his nose broken and his face was covered with blood. His miserable appearance gave people an inexplicable sense of humor.
It makes people want to laugh.
But the two surviving Jindan late stage monks couldn't laugh at all. They couldn't help but glanced at the two doors that had been kicked down by them, and thought to themselves...do they need to be so ruthless? Wouldn't it just kick down your two doors? We said we were going to kill you... did we really want to kill you? It's just too bullying!
"Fix the door for me, or I'll go to your Lingyun Gate to ask for it myself!" A faint voice came from the courtyard.
"Hurry up and heal our wounds, why are you standing there stupidly? Are you two idiots?" A monk in the Nascent Soul realm gritted his teeth and glared at the two bewildered Golden Core monks.
They don't even dare to disclose their identities now, because a large group of people has gathered in the distance, pointing at them with contempt on their faces.
It was obvious that they were regarded as punks who came here to make trouble without knowing their life or death.
Damn!
We, the great figures of the Lingyun Sect, will be despised by a group of ants one day!
Really mad!
Only then did the two Gold Core cultivators come to their senses, and took out the healing elixir to heal the group of people.
At this time, the two of them suddenly realized how badly these senior brothers had been injured. No wonder a few of them are lying there without moving...
The injuries of these people are far more than simple skin injuries. Otherwise, for these high-ranking monks, even a little bit of trauma to the skin, and a little exercise of the exercises will recover.
But now these people could barely move. Except for the two brothers who were in the Nascent Soul Realm who could speak normally, the others were all lying there with their mouths crooked and their eyes slanting. It is estimated that they are all afraid of embarrassment, so they endured it, so they didn't moan.
Soon, two monks in the late stage of Jindan put the healing elixir into the mouths of these people, and then helped them deal with the trauma.
After doing all this, a group of people all meditated in the street. It has become a rather alternative landscape.
At this time, the people from the three major families finally came after hearing the news.