I traveled through those days when I was the Dragon King

Chapter 243
Another group of cultivators came outside Wang Long's villa, and one of them was dressed like a thick guy and shouted where Wang Long was.

"It's the cultivator of the Fierce Sword Sect."

The disciples of Ji Ming Sect revealed their identities. This rough man is a disciple of Lie Dao Sect, named Du Yan.

"A member of the Ji Ming Sect? Did you take the treasure?" Du Yan looked at Zhang Fan and the others and asked.

From the majestic aura on his body, one can tell that he is definitely a cultivator.

Wang Long couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and asked if there were really many cultivators, but luckily he made a breakthrough.

"If we got the treasure, would we just stand here and wait for you?" Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Du Yan thought so too, his big eyes looked around, and finally landed on Wang Long:

"You are Wang Long? I heard that you teach the world's exercises on your mobile phone. Where did you get the exercises as a mortal? Did you already get the treasure left over from the previous era?"

He asked Wang Lung several questions in succession, but Wang Lung didn't want to answer any of them.

Moreover, Du Yan didn't care whether Wang Long answered or not. When he raised his hand, a broad knife appeared in his hand, and at the same time, a flame spread, covering the broad knife.

He pointed the flaming broadsword at Wang Long: "Hand over all the treasures on your body!"

Du Yan was much more straightforward than Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan even called Wang Long a fellow Taoist politely.

But Du Yan directly asked Wang Long to hand over the treasure, and it seemed like he chopped Wang Long up with a knife if Wang Long refused.

"Friend Daoist, you don't own the treasure alone." Zhang Fan on the side said coldly.

How could he let Lie Daomen swallow Wang Long's treasures alone, besides, they came first, and the treasures should go to them in the order of first come, first served.

The disciples of the Ji Ming Sect looked at the Lie Daomen and the others coldly, each showing their aura, ready to erupt at any moment.

Du Yan frowned thickly, he looked around at Ji Mingjiao and thought about it.

Not many people came to their Lie Dao Sect this time, so he asked if their cultivation was fine, but it was unknown how many of the disciples around him would survive if they fought with the people from Ji Ming Sect.

"Wanting to get treasures also depends on strength!"

Du Yan said something emphatically, but he stood still and didn't intend to make a move.

Wang Long saw this situation in his eyes, and he thought in his heart that he must find a way to change the current situation.

There will only be more and more sects rushing here. At that time, many cultivators will fight for this unwarranted treasure, and the community of Jiangnan Water Village will definitely not be able to survive.

Moreover, it is located in the most prosperous area in the south of the Yangtze River, with a dense population. It is unknown how many casualties will be caused if it affects ordinary people.

Wang Lung absolutely didn't want to see such a scene. He rolled his eyes and thought of a way.

"I will hand over the treasure to you, but you must promise to let me go!" He suddenly said.

Guan Canghai stared back at him fiercely, it was hard to believe that Wang Long would say that.

"What are you doing?" he asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, I have my own plan." Wang Long replied.

"Hahaha!" Du Yan couldn't stop laughing when he heard that Wang Long was willing to hand over the treasure: "Don't worry, I promise not to kill you."

Huang Chu even ridiculed: "He also said that he didn't get the treasure, what a shameless person who is full of lies!"

His words were harsh, and Wang Lung felt that this man was really repulsive.

"As long as fellow Taoists give me the treasure, I will use the reputation of Ji Ming Cult to guarantee that no one will hurt you." Zhang Fan said.

His meaning is very obvious, just ask Wang Long to give him the treasure, ignore Du Yan and his Lie Daomen.

"What do you mean? Is it impossible to swallow the baby all by yourself?"

Du Yan waved the flaming broadsword in his hand. He just looked stupid, but in fact his IQ was normal. He knew the meaning of Zhang Fan's words very well.

"I didn't say I want to take it all by myself." Zhang Fan smiled lightly: "I just suggest that Fellow Daoist Wang make a wise choice."

The Ji Ming Sect has more disciples than Du Yanlie's Dao Sect, so once he makes a move, the Ji Ming Sect will definitely have the upper hand.

Moreover, their Ji Ming Sect is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and they are no match for supporting Du Yan.

"Hmph!" Du Yan snorted coldly at Zhang Fan, then looked at Wang Long:

"As long as you give me the treasure, I, Du Yan, swear to guarantee your absolute safety!"

Wang Long sneered in his heart, he didn't believe either of these two people.

But he still deliberately said verbally: "Please remember what you said, if my life is threatened, I will definitely not give you the treasure."

"Don't worry, fellow daoist, I keep my word," Zhang Fan said.

"I keep my word." Du Yan said hastily.

Wang Long nodded: "I have seen the sincerity of Lie Daomen, but Ji Mingjiao is still a bit behind."

Hearing this, Du Yan was overjoyed, Zhang Fan frowned.

"Why do fellow Taoists say this? The sincerity of our Ji Ming sect is absolutely right," Zhang Fan said.

"Look at him."

Wang Long pointed suddenly, and all the people present followed his pointing and looked at Huang Chu who looked astonished.

"What's wrong with me?" Huang Chu was very puzzled.

"From just now to now, this person has been staring at me fiercely. You said that if I looked at you with this expression, and then told you that I would definitely guarantee your safety, would you believe it?"

While talking, Wang Long followed Huang Chu's example and stared at Zhang Fan with his eyes bared and his teeth bared.

"You bullshit!"

Huang Chu was excited, her face flushed red.

"Look, look!" Wang Long yelled again and again: "It's his murderous look, and he still calls me nonsense."

Huang Chu choked, he really didn't know what to say about Wang Long.

"Fellow Daoist, it's really hard for me to believe what you said with the attitude of your sect towards me!"

Wang Long looked regretful and distressed, as if he felt very sorry for Ji Mingjiao.

"That's right, how can Brother Wang feel reassured by your Ji Ming Cult's attitude?"

Du Yan watched the fun from the sidelines, and he didn't think it was a big deal. He even changed his name to Wang Long as his brother.

"Look at me, how sincere and kind I am to Brother Wang!"

After speaking, he grinned at Wang Lung, showing a row of big white teeth.

This smile made Wang Long feel chilled for a while, how could he say he was kind and sincere just because of his cannibal appearance with a superficial smile?

It's like laughing at Zhang Fan with fifty steps and a hundred steps.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, he is just an ordinary disciple of my teaching, and does not represent the meaning of my Jiming teaching. Since I promise to keep you safe, I will definitely do it."

Zhang Fan looked very sincere, as if he was really sincere.

"Oh, it turns out that he cannot represent an ordinary disciple of Ji Ming Sect!"

Wang Long looked at Huang Chu, he deliberately said the words "not representative" and "ordinary disciple" very strongly, and his tone was also yin and yang.

Huang Chu lowered his head, his face turned blue and then pale, he wished he could crush Wang Long's disgusting face instantly, but Zhang Fan sent him a voice transmission to restrain him.

"Oh! It turns out that your Ji Ming Sect just let these people have a name, and they didn't regard them as real disciples!"

Du Yan was also fanning the flames, adding oil and vinegar to it.

This made Zhang Fan and other Jiming Sect disciples look very unsightly, each of them gritted their teeth and suppressed their anger.

(End of this chapter)