Chapter 2019 The Strange Flower Sect Will Never Be Offended

The garden became extremely quiet, and needles could be heard.

Yang Qingxuan swallowed a few Shiming stones, then began to exercise his mind and began to temper the second soul.

Ever since breaking Nirvana and rushing into the Eight Star Realm Queen, he has not calmed down to practice. The second soul was still the size of a baby, sitting cross-legged in the dantian, holding the same seal as Yang Qingxuan.

A faint blue luster circulated on Yang Qingxuan's body and merged into his body.

Yang Qingxuan is relatively reassured about the safety in the small garden. He has personally tried the big formation at the door. Unless there is an existence like the thousand-world old monster or the nine-star peak, everyone will be blocked for a while.

Peeping secretly, Guo Yu frowned, unable to see what kind of exercises Yang Qingxuan was practicing.

Suddenly, a woman opened her eyes suddenly and shouted: "The enemy is coming!" The algal green light flowed in her eyes, printing the scene outside the garden into her pupils.

"The stinky girls of Yanxia Palace still want to fight to the death, they really don't know how to live or die!"

A strange grinning laugh first entered the garden, and then a figure in a black robe flew over and stepped into the formation.

Aunt Guo shouted, "Shoot!"

Immediately, he made a tactic with both hands, and slapped it suddenly.

The streamer in the formation suddenly turned into a ray of light, entangled the man in black.

At the same time, with the joint strength of the seven people, a character seal was formed in the void, and it was pressed down hard.

The man in black trembled all over, and there was a "cracking" sound in his body.

Yang Qingxuan froze, opened his eyes suddenly, a golden light flashed in his pupils, and secretly said: "Not good!"

"Boom!"

As if the man in black couldn't bear the tightness of the light and the crushing of the printed characters, it exploded at once, turning into a ball of golden light. There was no flesh and blood in it, but hundreds of kinds of weapons, shooting at him fiercely. in all directions.

"Whizzing!"

Aunt Guo shouted angrily, "No! It's a puppet golden body!"

He hurriedly moved his hands in front of him, and slapped those weapons fiercely.

There was a sound of metal vibrating in the small garden. After the huge impact, those weapons were directly shattered into little gold elements, which floated into the void, making the whole garden a golden scene.

"hehe."

Under the violent turmoil, a hoarse voice came, and at some time at the door, there were already three men in black robes, with different faces.

Among them, the one on the left has a head shaped like a crocodile, with vertical pupils, and when his figure flickers, a large afterimage is formed. The whole small garden is full of his shadow, and his real body is completely unrecognizable.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dull slapping sounds sounded one after another, and several people in Yanxia Palace vomited blood one after another after being shaken, flew upside down, and fell to the ground, with despair and resentment on their faces.

Even Ms. Guo didn't resist one move too much, she was slapped on the head with a palm, fell to the ground hard, and cursed: "Qihuazong, you are too deceitful!"

"Hehe, you are too deceitful? You sold fake pills, which caused my young master to practice kung fu and almost lost his temper. Fortunately, he was rescued in time. It's good that you didn't make all of you die, but you didn't know what to do and said we were bullying. Too many people?"

The crocodile-headed man in black smirked, put away his dharma body, and returned to the door with a playful face.

"That's right, this young master was almost killed by you."

A man in brocade clothes appeared at the door, playing with a jade sword studded with precious stones in his hand, with a playful look on his face.

A group of warriors in the same costumes followed behind, each with a strange flower engraved on their chests.

As the people from the Strange Flower Sect came in, many passers-by began to gather outside the small garden, all whispering and watching.

Ms. Guo said angrily, "Qi Fengling, I, Yanxia Xiaoyuan, did not sell that Lost Pill at all. You deliberately designed to harm us because of that thing! You know the truth of the matter best yourself! The Palace Master will definitely tell you We have revenge!"

The seven daughters were all filled with grief and indignation, seeing death as home.

"Yo yo, are you justified in selling fakes? Is there any law in this world? In Wuyu City, where Lord Zixin Shenwang personally sits, is there such a rogue behavior? Tsk tsk, the sect from the countryside, It's just being tricky and ruthless, thinking this is your humble rural star field?"

Qi Fengling sneered all over his face, and said fiercely: "I tell you, this is the land of Luofu, the core ground of the entire southern universe, and it is under the rule of the purple heart god king, and you will not be allowed to play tricks! Take these seven Take all the girls away, take away all the other people in Yanxia Xiaoyuan, confiscate all their things, and use it to compensate for the loss that this young master almost lost his temper."

Wu Xiu, who was behind Qi Fengling, rushed in immediately, grabbed Guo Yu and others, and began to rush into the inner courtyard to search for items.

Aunt Guo raised her head in grief and indignation, looked at Yang Qingxuan who was still sitting calmly on the stool, and couldn't help but said: "You are also a friend invited by the Palace Master to help you, but you are sitting there motionless, even if you are pretending, you are not a good person. If you walk away from the enemy, you are more or less a man."

Yang Qingxuan opened his mouth, and slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air, which was light blue in color and uninterrupted, and he vomited it out for a long time, and then said: "Sorry, I just practiced at a critical moment, and I really can't separate my mind. "

Guo Yu and the others all fainted for a while. At this time, can they still practice calmly?

This person is either out of his mind or really unpredictable.

Qi Fengling frowned, looked at Yang Qingxuan coldly, waved his hands and said, "What ghost? Since Yanxia Xiaoyuan invited you, take them with you, so as not to lose anything."

A martial artist from the Qihua Sect immediately grabbed Yang Qingxuan and said with a smirk: "I advise you to be an honest person and follow us obediently..."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the martial artist was blown away.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of the air, and a mouth full of teeth.

The crocodile-headed man in black sternly said: "Young Master, this man has an eight-star elementary cultivation, I will abolish him first!"

As soon as the figure flickered, he leaned forward.

Qi Fengling's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Anyone who dares to beat my Qihua Sect will immediately search for his soul after he is abolished, and the garbage will not need to be brought back to the Qihua Sect. Our sect does not collect garbage."

"Ha ha ha ha."

All the disciples of the Strange Flower Sect laughed wildly, only the disciple who was blown away, his neck was crooked, lying on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth opening and closing.

"Boy, the next time you help someone with a fist, first inquire about the situation. There are some people and certain things that you can never afford to offend. Remember this truth in your next life!"

The crocodile's head and pupils shrank vertically, and the huge palm was slapped down, and it slapped Yang Qingxuan's face fiercely.

He actually wanted to imitate Yang Qingxuan, a disciple of the Strange Flower Sect, so as to enhance the good impression of some young masters on him.

Suddenly, a huge ghost figure appeared behind Yang Qingxuan, and without warning, he opened his mouth wide, shaped like a black hole, and bit down violently.

"Aww."

Everyone just felt that the crocodile-headed Wuxiu was gone...

Bitten in the mouth by the ghost head, chewed it, and swallowed it.