Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and put away the golden light protecting his body.

(.o?o.)=3

"It turned out to be Er Tijiao, and it scared me."

"Hmph, look at the trick!"

Lei Wujie waved his fist and rushed towards Luo Yuan again.

Luo Yuan frowned slightly.

"Quick battle, the explosion just now must have disturbed the people in the front yard, I have to go!"

Just as Luo Yuan knocked Lei Wujie back with one blow, several masked men in black suddenly attacked.

Luo Yuan dodged two darts, and couldn't help complaining, "Damn! This guy came too fast!"

While dodging, the four men in black robes rushed towards Luo Yuan, and the four men in black robes rushed towards Lei Wujie, raising their palms and slapping them mercilessly.

The palms of these black-robed men were incomparably defeated, without a trace of blood, as if...

Pickle chicken legs!

Not only that, the palm qi lingering on the palms of these people is cold and strange, soft and sinister.

Luo Yuan felt the killing intent and evil spirit from these people.

These men in black robes can be killed!

"Since you want to court death so much, then I'll give you a ride!"

The Tianwen sword was swung out, and along with the galloping sword energy, the talisman pattern on the black sword radiated golden light.

"This sword, kill evil!"

The awe-inspiring sword energy with the power of Taoist talismans was released suddenly.

Cha~

In just one breath of effort, the Tianwen sword accurately pierced into the heart of a man in black!

The leading man in black frowned and shouted in a low voice:

"retreat!"

The remaining seven men in black retreated in unison, keeping a distance from Luo Yuan.

The leading man in black frowned.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Obviously, the other party's question was asking Luo Yuan, but...

Lei Wujie patted his chest, "Whether you want to change your name or your surname, Lei Wujie is the same!"

Luo Yuan: (/"≡_≡)=

Man in black robe: (ー_ー)!!×7

While speaking, a lotus flower suddenly flew out and flew between Luo Yuan and the man in black.

Coquettish, ghostly, lotus of the night.

The lotus exploded instantly in the air,

The seven-petaled petals drew strange curves in the air, and attacked the seven men in black robes.

The faces of the seven men in black robes suddenly changed, and they immediately retreated rapidly.

This lotus, one of the most terrifying hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, the Buddha's Fury Tang Lian!

The Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus is divided into Thousand-petal Lotus, Chongtai Lotus, Double-petal Lotus, and Seven-petal Lotus. The one that attacked them was a Seven-petal Lotus. Although it is the lowest level of Buddha's Anger Tang Lotus, it does not allow Anyone underestimated!

Chapter 49 Wu Xin: Donor, You Hurt the Little Monk

"Big Brother!"

Lei Wujie shouted excitedly.

The leader of the man in black frowned, looking at the man who suddenly appeared behind Lei Wujie, his eyes were full of surprise and solemnity.

"Tang Lian, you can still come out of there?"

Tang Lian did not answer the question of the leader of the black-robed man, but turned to ask Lei Wujie, "Who is the boy over there?"

Lei Wujie immediately pointed at Luo Yuan.

"He also came to grab the coffin!"

Beside Tang Lian, a man wearing a thick fox fur coat with a leisurely expression and a handsome face looked at Luo Yuan with great interest, asked his own questions, and said lazily:

"Oh? Which side does this come from?"

Tang Lian snorted coldly, a cold light flashed between her fingers, her eyes were cold.

"Whoever he is, as long as he comes to snatch the things of Xueyue City, he is the enemy of Xueyue City!"

Hearing this, Luo Yuan was immediately unhappy.

"Your hat-butting skills are really good. The things in this golden coffin don't belong to your Xueyue City at all. If you three city lords hadn't arrived a little earlier than me, Wu Xin would still have fallen into your hands?"

"Hmph, what Wuxin! Who knows what you're talking about!"

Luo Yuan smiled.

"It's okay if I don't know, then I'll tell you what's inside this coffin now!"

After the words fell, Luo Yuan stepped on the ground with his right foot.

"Xun character, earth river cart!"

In the next second, the earth began to surge, swimming like an earth dragon.

Under the golden coffin, a stone pillar rushed out suddenly, pushing the coffin into the air.

On the side, the faces of everyone who saw this scene changed.

"What method is this?!"

"I'll go! What kind of kung fu is this? Manipulating the earth? Xiao Se, don't you know everything? Then what kind of kung fu does this person use?"

Lei Wujie turned around and asked Xiao Se, that is, the handsome man in fox fur.

Xiao Se shook his head.

"Xiaoyao Tianjing, a knife and a sword are in harmony with the way of heaven, and all things echo. But I have never heard of this kind of kung fu.

By the way, this coffin is about to fall from such a high place, aren't you afraid of breaking it? "

"Yes!"

Lei Wujie suddenly realized that Tang Lian had already rushed out, and the people in black robes also moved one after another.

The golden coffin fell from the sky, Luo Yuan looked at the moving crowd, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Do you think this is the end?

"Xun character, wind rope!"

A moment later, two wind ropes condensed in the air, one was bound on the golden coffin, and the other was in Luo Yuan's hands.

Luo Yuan's hands suddenly exerted force, and the direction of the golden coffin's fall changed instantly, and it flew obliquely towards him.

Around, Xiao Se, who had been observing Luo Yuan, narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This is... Wind Control? Such a method, why has it never been heard of in Jianghu? Also, who is this person? It seems that such a person has never appeared in Jianghu?"

As the disciple of the master of Baixiaotang, he knows most of the news, not all of the affairs in the Jianghu.

But today, he knew nothing about this man.

"Tsk, you really are a mysterious person." Xiao Se sighed softly.

At this time, Lei Wujie saw the coffin flying towards Luo Yuan. He was already a distance behind the others, but now he simply turned around and rushed towards Luo Yuan, waving his fists.

From the corner of Luo Yuan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the red figure rushing towards him, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Made, this man is really annoying!

"Kun, Tuheche!"

On the road ahead of Lei Wujie, a...

Small mounds raised.

Lei Wujie didn't notice such a subtle change at all, so...

"Hey!"

Lei Wujie was tripped and fell to the ground, and fell into the mud.

(????)?

Sometimes, it doesn't have to be big, small ones can play a big role if played properly!

At the same time, seeing that the coffin was out of reach, Tang Lian kept in mind the instructions of the three city masters—don't open the coffin!

His hands stretched out to his waist, hidden Tang Sect weapons were hidden in various parts of his body.

When Tang Lian withdrew her hand, three red feather arrows flew across the space and rushed towards Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan caught the position of the three red feather arrows, the strength of his arm suddenly increased, and the speed of the coffin suddenly accelerated, and before the red feather arrows reached him, he stepped in front of him.

ding ding ding~

After three crisp sounds of intersecting gold and iron, the coffin fell heavily on the ground.

Luo Yuan stood beside the coffin, slapped his palm hard, and the coffin board flew out directly.

"Stop!" Tang Lian shouted angrily.

But it was too late, the coffin lid fell heavily on the ground, and a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin!

"Fake...fake corpse!?" Lei Wujie was stunned.

The pale hand grabbed the side of the coffin, and a figure slowly stood up with support.

"Is... a monk? Or a living monk?" Lei Wujie looked intently.

Although it was in the dark night, Wuxin's face was still clearly visible.

Luo Yuan patted Wu Xin's bald head.

pia~

pia~

o(`ω?*)o: "Hey, Wuxin, wake up."

Suddenly, Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes were facing the man in black robe.

For just a moment, all the people in black robes were stunned. They stared blankly at those eyes, their expressions became extremely frightened, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

Within a few seconds, those black-robed men fell down one after another, as if hypnotized.

Then, Wuxin's gaze turned to the direction of Tang Lian and the other three.

In just a moment, Tang Lian's consciousness became blurred, but relying on his strong concentration, he turned his head away immediately, so that he didn't end up like those black-robed people.

However, Xiao Se and Lei Wujie...

There was nothing wrong with these two people. They looked at the fallen men in black around them with puzzled expressions.

"This is...what's the matter?"

Wuxin narrowed her eyes slightly, walked out of the coffin, and looked back at Luo Yuan, with a golden light still shining in her eyes.

(?∧�)ゞ: "What's wrong?"

Wuxin remained silent, and finally sighed faintly.

"Benefactor Luo, the little monk was hurt by you just now."

Luo Yuan didn't care whether he was in pain or not, anyway, he couldn't die, so he hurriedly urged: "Okay, let's go quickly, or you won't be able to go away later."

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