Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 271 The Boundary Stone of Tiannan Sword Sect

"died!"

Several qi training practitioners looked at each other, and each saw the surprise in each other's eyes. The impulsive strike of the foundation builder just now was still reverberating in the air, but his people were already lying under the city wall.

Although the cultivator is extremely powerful, he is extremely weak. The foundation cultivator was obviously sealed by the Huashan cultivator, so he fell from the city wall to the ground without struggling, and fell from such a high place. Go, if you fail to use the spiritual power to protect your body, even if you are a foundation builder, your stomach will probably be smashed to pieces.

Several qi practitioners looked at Nanmen Luo's eyes, full of fear.

"This city wall already belongs to my Huashan. You guys are now expropriated by my Huashan and temporarily have the status of my Huashan disciples. Do you have any opinions?"

Nanmen Luo squinted at a few Qi refiners and asked coldly.

Several qi practitioners were overjoyed when they heard the words, and they all touched the ground on one knee, "I understand."

Nanmenluo waved his robe sleeves and continued to fly into the city. The voices of Nanmenluo's dissatisfaction came from the ears of several Huashan temporary disciples who had just straightened up.

"It's really bad. Why is it so bad in the foundation building period? Ever since I formed the Golden Core, I have no opponents except senior brothers and sisters!"

Several Huashan temporary disciples who had just straightened their bodies softened their knees and knelt down again with a plop.

Jindan?Jindan?That is a powerful cultivator only in legends, and that ugly short fat man is actually a golden core cultivator only in legends!
……

"It's woody, turn around."

Nanmen Luo was still flying in the sky, and Li Wen's steady commanding voice came from ahead, the sharp howling sound formed by the spirit weapon piercing through the air, the dazzling light emitted by the spirit treasure piercing through the air, the spirit weapon piercing into the cultivator's body, the cultivator cry of pain.

"Golden spirit, kill."

Wen Song's commanding voice with a hint of trembling came over the noisy voice.

Nanmenluo, who was flying in mid-air, shook his head in dissatisfaction. This kid Wen Song is already in the foundation building stage. Why is he not as good as Li Wen, who is in the Qi training stage? He even trembles when commanding the battle formation, I really don’t know How does this kid direct the battle.

But thinking about Nanmen Luo, he felt relieved again. Although Li Wen's realm is low, it's just because he has only practiced for a short time. Poor, but he didn't go through the guidance of the senior brother in the Yunlan Demon Realm, whether he had the teaching of the senior brother, the gap in the middle cannot be made up by a higher realm.

"Stop, stop, I surrender, surrender! What do you Huashan want? I have already expressed my intention just now, and I am willing to submit to Huashan. Why are you so hard to force?"

A rather sharp voice suddenly came from the heavy buildings, Nanmen Luo suddenly felt the jade in his hand tremble slightly, a warm feeling suddenly flowed through Nanmen Luo's palm, it felt like meeting a long-lost friend.

With a flash of his figure, Nanmenluo appeared on the periphery, and saw Li Wensong's two spiritual warfare divisions on the square in front of Tiannan City's main mansion, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiching a group of brocade-clothed cultivators in the middle, who were talking , is a short, thin middle-aged man facing the direction of Wen Songling's war department. He is dressed in brocade clothes, like a monkey wearing a crown.

"Why did you go early, now I'm afraid, it's too late."

"Hey, this image is still the city lord, isn't Nancheng really doing well today!"

"Still building the foundation to complete the Great Consummation, even our qi training period can't beat it, what a shame!"

The ridicule and sarcasm of the Huashan disciples continued, and the faces of the cultivators surrounded by the Huashan spirit battle formation in the exciting arena turned white and coaxed.

Wen Song raised his arms high, and the noisy Huashan disciples quieted down instantly, and the fierce momentum began to spread, and a real coldness filled the audience instantly, no matter who was surrounded by the Huashan Spiritual War Department The cultivators, still standing outside and watching the bustling cultivators, all fell silent, and for a while, needles could almost be heard in the arena.

"Just now, you didn't give me face as a Huashan disciple, and my master uncle got angry and wanted to flatten your Tiannan City's city lord's mansion, Ou Shir, your days of domineering are over."

Li Wen's cold gaze swept over every cultivator in the square, and his voice resounded throughout the square.

"I surrender, I surrender, you can't kill me, I am willing to surrender, even if I go to your Huashan to guard the gate, I am willing."

Ou Twelve suddenly waved his hands, and shouted sharply. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, O Twelve knelt down to Li Wen, and kept kowtowing to Li Wen and Wen Song.

"Buzz..."

The Huashan disciples exploded in an instant. They would never have imagined that a cultivator who had established a great foundation would kneel down so easily.

"No need, I am the guardian of the Huashan Mountain Gate, and the worst thing is to be a Jindan cultivator. You are still far behind."

Shang Qing's rather arrogant words resounded in the square, looking around, Shang Qing's little face was full of pride, this monkey in clothes wanted to go to our Huashan gatekeeper, it was a good idea, our Huashan gatekeeper, except Xiaotiangou and Xiaohungou, the middle-aged talisman master is the one with the lowest realm, and this monkey is still far behind.

"boom……"

The crowd following Ou Twelve exploded in an instant. The Jindan cultivator was guarding the door. This seemed impossible to anyone. The Jindan cultivator was a powerful cultivator close to the legend. Although some Jindan cultivators attacked Huashan a few days ago , but after all, few people have seen it, so most of them still don't believe what the business says.

"Hand over the boundary stone on your body, and I can spare your life."

Nanmenluo suddenly floated out of the air, and said coldly to Ou Shir, who kept kowtowing on the ground.

"Boundary stone, what kind of boundary stone?"

Ou Shir's eyes wandered, he slowly straightened his body and said, when he saw the cyan jade stone held by Nanmen Luo's palm, the color of his face suddenly changed.

Nanmen Luo coldly glanced at Ou Twelve, who was pressing his hands to the treasure pouch at his waist, and said coldly, "I advise you not to do anything, put down the boundary stone, you can still survive, if you forcefully do it , don't blame me for not reminding you, Ou Shiwel."

Before Nanmenluo left the door, Jiang Yan had already instructed him how to find the boundary stone. With the help of the mutual induction between the boundary stones, Nanmenluo could easily sense the aura of the boundary stone on Ou Shier's body.

"go to hell!"

Ou Twelve suddenly jumped up, and his body turned into a streamer, heading straight towards Nanmenluo. The direction pointed by the spirit weapon was the jade stone held by Nanmenluo's left hand.

"stop him"

Wen Song yelled angrily, and his figure exploded, about to rush up and stop Ou Shirving.On the opposite side, Li Wen waved his hand at Wen Song to stop him.Although Wen Song was puzzled, he stopped his movements and looked at Nanmenluo strangely. Could it be that Master Nan could give any instructions at this time.

"what"

Seeing Nanmen Luo pointing at him with his raised fingers, Wen Song could only sigh. There was a big gap between him and Li Wen, who had been mentored by the master, in terms of commanding the spirit battle formation.

"Boom..."

The aura of Nanmenluo suddenly exploded, sweeping across the audience in an instant. Under the pressure of Jindan's aura, all the cultivators couldn't hold it anymore and knelt on the ground one after another.

"Whoosh..."

Nanmen Luo stretched out his right hand to Ou Twelve who was rushing towards him, and lightly grasped the five fingers spread out. An object exuding a cyan glow flew out of Ou Twelve's waist and came straight to Nanmen Luo's palm. .

(End of this chapter)