Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

This kind of dandy cannon fodder who looks blind at first glance, I have seen a lot of them in novels before, but I didn't expect to meet one today.

Jing Li looked at the large group of cannon fodder very curiously. Looking around, only the gray-clothed old man's cultivation was invisible to him. The rest of the group, except for another big guy who was in the Foundation Establishment Period, The rest of the people, including the young master who kept shouting, are just in the Qi refining period.

Although I can't see the old man's cultivation, but the pressure on him is not only incomparable with Mingxuan Mingjing's, even the Huo Pengjing I met in the Canglan Secret Realm back then is not as good as Huo Pengjing. The cultivation base of Jindan late stage.

Going out with such a weak gang of thugs, he dared to be so arrogant. If this was in those level-up novels, such a guy would die after only three chapters.

Seeing the three of them standing still, Tian Yuanyao only thought that they were all frightened. His face became brighter and his tone became more arrogant. Standing on the spirit boat, he looked down at the three of them condescendingly. "It's a pity that you are wise, but it's too late." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and winked at the thugs behind him, and when facing the gray-robed old man, his attitude was a little more respectful, "Uncle Zhang, please vent your anger on me. If it wasn't for that short-sighted kid who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, I would have already got the Su Xinlian and went back to present it to my ancestors."

The old man called Uncle Zhang lifted his eyelids, and after a cursory look, he saw that one of the following people was in the early stage of foundation establishment, one in the late stage of foundation establishment, and the only Jindan stage was only in the early stage, so naturally he didn't pay attention to these three people. Hearing Tian Yuanyao's words, he nodded, stroked the slender beard on his face, and said approvingly, "Second young master has a heart, after I get rid of these little thieves, the second young master will bring Su Xinlian back to celebrate the patriarch's birthday." , the patriarch will be delighted."

The thugs behind the two laughed out loud in response to the occasion, no matter whether it was the master or the servants, none of them took Jing Li and the other three seriously.

Chensha's face, which should not be entered by strangers, was already so cold that it was about to freeze. With a flip of his right hand, a long red sword was in his hand, and he slashed at the spirit boat that was staying above their heads.

"what!--"

The thugs who were still mocking at the last second swayed to and fro, and two of them were only at the third level of Qi Refining, and they fell off the spirit boat like a stalk.

"Zhu Zi Er dare!" The only foundation-builder in the thug group immediately lowered his face, let out a loud shout, and with a sway of his figure, he got out of the spirit boat, and slammed his palm at Chensha.

Tian Yuanyao himself is only at the eighth level of Qi refining, and his strength is not very good, otherwise he would not have seen Chensha get the Suxinlian in the swamp a few days ago, and ran away when he wanted to win the treasure but was inferior to others.

The reason why he dares to shout like that now is because he has a master at the golden core stage by his side.

Chen Sha's sword just now not only made his thugs make a fool of himself, but even he himself was not much better. Last time, there was no one around him, so he had to run first. Now that he has a backer, Chen Sha This embarrassing him, the new hatred added to the old hatred, let alone let him go, he said bitterly, "Kill that bastard for me!! Go!!"

Zhang Bing attacked Cang Qi at the same moment Tian Ping attacked Chen Sha. This was the only golden core among the three opponents, so of course it had to be resolved first.

The thugs who will stabilize their figures take a closer look. Chen Sha and Cang Qi both have opponents, and they naturally focus on Jing Li. Seeing that this is the weakest of the three, they immediately slammed down aggressively. Ling Zhou charged at Jing Li and killed him.

Jing Li, who was treated as a soft persimmon, looked at Chen Sha and Tian Ping on the left, then at Cang Qi and Zhang Bing on the right, and finally at the big wall of flesh in front of him. Although there are many, the quality is not good. They are all a bunch of little ones.

The thugs who didn't know that they had been despised continued to clamor bravely while attacking Jing Li.

"This kid has thin skin and tender flesh. He looks like a woman. Second child, you are so hard-hitting. Don't cry and cry like a girl."

"What is this kid doing?"

"Want to dance for us? Hahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

……

Jing Li snorted coldly, and the two swords made a buzzing sound.

Under Qixiu Yuangong's swordsmanship, the group attack skill-Sword God Wuwo.In the state of sword dance, negative internal energy damage will be caused every two seconds to targets within ten feet around, lasting for 20 seconds.

"what!--"

Several bodies flew more than ten steps away, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The expressions of all the people who were wantonly laughing at the young man in front of him just a second ago changed their expressions. They were looking at their faces before, but now they were sent flying one by one, and they all looked at the young man standing there in horror.

A head of long white hair like a waterfall, reflecting bursts of halos in the sun, different-colored eyes that are different from ordinary people, half of the deep sea and half of the flame, with picturesque eyebrows, a gorgeous and delicate pink dress dancing with the breeze, holding a handle in each of the left and right hands The lavender long sword, with streaks of purple awns wrapped around the sword body, shone coldly, making people daunting and awe-inspiring.

Dressed in pink and white hair, she looks like a fairy, but her eyes are cold, and there is obvious contempt in her eyes.

"How dare you be arrogant in front of me when you only practice Qi?"

Cold sweat came down with a "shua", and after these few laughed and kicked the iron plate, they noticed the sudden surge of pressure on the other party belatedly.

The aura of this little white face was not very strong before, he was young, and he looked like this, standing softly and weakly beside those two people. Although they couldn't tell the depth of his cultivation, they only thought that the other At most, they were on the same level as their young master, so they rushed up without fear, wanting to take him down and go back to ask the young master for credit.

I didn't expect to miss it. With such an aura, the other party is at least a foundation-building monk.

Looking at his age, he was clearly younger than their young master, and he was already a foundation. Thinking about this, he couldn't help but look at the other two sides. There was another foundation, and the other, which was already a golden core.

When did so many talented young people emerge.Seeing that they are together again, could it be that they are talents from some big family or sect?

Originally, they wanted to go back to claim credit, but the faces of the thugs who had kicked the iron plate suddenly turned gray, and they looked at the young man three feet away with lingering fear, and all retreated in their hearts.

Tian Yuanyao, who was still standing on the spirit boat watching the battle, gradually turned ugly. According to his thinking, there was a Jindan stage expert on their side, and killing these three guys was a piece of cake. As time passed, beads of sweat slowly oozed from Tian Yuanyao's forehead.

Tian Yuanyao's heart couldn't help sinking that the boy in white clothes could hold Uncle Zhang's hand for so long without losing the wind. Now, if he still can't see that the boy in white clothes is also a golden core stage Monk, he has lived in vain for so many years.

But that kid didn't look much older than him, he was only 25 or [-] years old, and he was already at the golden core stage... Tian Yuanyao couldn't help but bitterness, surprise and jealousy, at a similar age, he hadn't established a foundation yet, but the other party Alchemy has been formed, this is a slap in the face to Tian Yuanyao, who is proud by nature.

Even if he formed the alchemy, so what, Uncle Zhang is in the late stage of Jindan, no matter how talented that kid is, he will die in the end.

Tian Yuanyao comforted himself in this way in his heart, reluctantly let go of half of his heart, and turned to look at Chensha - this is his real goal.

In the end, he turned his head and was severely slapped in the face. He knew that Chen Sha was a monk in the foundation establishment period, but he didn't expect that Tian Ping, who was in the late foundation establishment period, would not be able to please Chen Sha.

how can that be!

The blue veins on the back of Tian Yuanyao's hands came out, his hands were tightly grasped on the edge of the boat, he still couldn't believe it, he stared at Chen Sha with wide eyes, wondering what happened just now.

"what!--"

The screams were endless, and Tian Yuanyao, who was already upset by the stalemate between the two sides, looked angrily at the direction of the sound, "What is the ghost screaming—" The last word disappeared in his throat.

Among the people he brought out this time, although there is only one golden core and one foundation building, the rest of the attendants are not very powerful, but there are quite a few of them who have reached the ninth level of Qi refining and will soon be able to build a foundation exist.

I thought it would be easy for so many people to deal with the remaining one, but who knew that when he glanced over, he saw all his followers lying on the ground in a mess, screaming incessantly.

Tian Yuanyao's eyes suddenly turned red.

One or two are not as he wants, and now even this little boy who is neither male nor female is trying to spoil his good deeds.

Tian Yuanyao was so angry that he jumped off the spirit boat and landed in front of Jing Li without thinking too much.

The thug who fell at Tian Yuanyao's feet became anxious when he saw that Tian Yuanyao had also come down, "Master..." This little boy is not easy to deal with.

"Shut up!" Tian Yuanyao shouted angrily in a low voice, "A bunch of trash! Even this kind of stuff can't be dealt with!"

I can't tell you how hard it is for the thugs, but that little boy is a foundation-building cultivator...

"You said..." Jing Li dragged out the tone and repeated slowly, "This kind of stuff?"

The half-disabled thugs changed their colors one after another, only their second young master with his nostrils turned upside down didn't know it, and cast a disdainful glance at the person standing in front of him, as if he didn't even have the interest to take another look.

Tian Yuanyao glared angrily at the "corpses" on the ground, useless trash, all embarrassing him.

He decided to clean up the little boy standing in front of him first, and then teach these useless subordinates a lesson.

With a dark face, Tian Yuanyao took out a small dark purple bell and sneered, "Using this to send you to your funeral is considered a compliment."

The two swords in Jing Li's hands whined softly, and in an instant, the sword energy shot straight into the sky.

"Sword, Break, Void, Void."