Xianjun, please calm down

Wang Dazhuang sneered and said, "If you had the guts to let my blood splatter on the spot, you would have done it long ago, so why bother to say such meaningless nonsense? You are just a piece of trash who can't even touch the soles of his boots. Who is qualified to judge his deeds!"

The green shirt cultivator also scolded angrily: "For the sake of your shallow cultivation, we don't want to make things difficult for you, why don't you leave quickly? Do you really want me to do it?"

Wang Dazhuang laughed back angrily, fixed his eyes on him and said: "I still say the same thing, if you have the guts to do it, you won't wait until now, you know I am here, he must not be far from the same sect as Gui Yuanzong, if I If there is some kind of injury, I'm afraid I don't know who wants to splatter blood on the spot!"

The yellow shirt cultivator said: "You are only relying on Venerable Hanyang to show off your power here, and it's not because you have a high level of cultivation, don't you feel ashamed?!"

Wang Dazhuang squinted his eyes and said: "I am about to hold a joint registration ceremony with Xianjun. As Taoist couples, we naturally have to advance together and retreat together. If I hear someone making arrangements but dare not speak out, I will be really ashamed! As for Cultivation, we will meet again in three years, you will be my shoe soles!"

The yellow shirt cultivator was so angry that his eyes popped out, and he was about to burst out, but he was held down by the blue shirt cultivator, and whispered in his ear: "You and I just said a few words, there is no evidence Yes, even if we make a fuss in front of the Venerable, in public, because of his status, he can't embarrass us, and we must not make a big fuss again!"

The yellow shirt cultivator swallowed, turned around and was about to leave.

However, Wang Dazhuang took a step forward and stretched his palm forward, as if he wanted to grab his robe, but the yellow robe cultivator could see that this man who seemed to have a kind face at first glance had a cold look in his eyes, and the corner of his lips was slightly raised. , there is a strange green hidden in the palm, the sinister face coupled with the green in the palm, it is not a good thing at first glance.

At the same time, Wang Dazhuang shouted: "Xianjun!"

The cultivator in the yellow shirt was already very angry. Seeing that Da Zhuang not only used his hands but also screamed at others, he was flustered and immediately wanted to kill. However, just half an inch out of his sword, his whole body was shocked by a huge wave. The air wave shook out.

The streets in the small town are not wide, the yellow-robed cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and fell all the way, knocking down an unknown number of things, and the green-clothed cultivator was also affected, and got out all the way, The people on the street immediately scattered to all directions, Yu Changqing's jade face was filled with evil spirits, and a snow-white figure slowly descended from mid-air.

When Wang Dazhuang saw him, he also forgot the embarrassment before, walked up with two big strides and said loudly: "Xianjun, are people now so unreasonable? They will draw their swords and kill people if they don't agree with each other?"

Yu Changqing paused and said, "They want to draw their swords and kill you?"

The green-clothed cultivator was slightly injured, and quickly regained his senses. Looking at Yu Changqing's aura, he knew that it was Venerable Hanyang. But a casual cultivator, how dare you yell at your Taoist companion? If I offended you with inappropriate words just now, I will apologize to him!"

Wang Dazhuang sneered and said: "When you didn't see the Venerable Hanyang, you had a majestic mouth and hands, why did you change everything when you saw the Venerable?"

He didn't wait for the green shirt cultivator to speak again, he turned his head to Yu Changqing and said: "Just now they insulted me behind my back, and even insulted the sect. I was angry for a while, and went forward to argue with them. They saw that I was falling behind. Shan, my cultivation level is so shallow, I want to kill people to silence my mouth, it is really a great prestige, if I am just a helpless little Xiu, today I will really be like what they said, blood will be splashed on the spot!"

The onlookers feel sorry for each other. In the field of cultivation, there are many cases where people are killed if their cultivation level is insufficient. These two people are both in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and they are two against one. Venerable Han Yang did not arrive in time, so it was clear at a glance who was alive and who was dead.

The green shirt cultivator stared wide-eyed and said, "You...how can you turn black and white...you..."

The cultivator in the yellow shirt who fell farther also struggled to get up, and shouted: "You are talking nonsense...you..."

Wang Dazhuang squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Didn't you call me a 'village man'? Didn't you call me Gui Yuanzong 'stingy and protective'? Don't you ever want to kill me?"

The two were at a loss for words, and Da Zhuang said again: "The faults of the Taoists behind the scenes are definitely not the actions of a gentleman. I just want you to apologize to my sect, and you will become angry from embarrassment and want to kill me!"

Yu Changqing stood where he was, his long hair and clothes fluttered automatically, and his thin lips were slightly parted, and a few cold words came out from between his teeth: "Insulting my sect, hurting my Taoist companion, you wait a long time!" courage."

The people around were silent, and when the Venerable was angry, there was no need for this town. I am afraid that they would also be affected. I have heard that Venerable Hanyang is capricious, and he will take revenge. Well, if he goes crazy, I don't know what it will be like, but they don't even dare to run, lest the Venerable Hanyang will notice them and attack them indiscriminately, so they can only stand still and try their best. Shrinking their own sense of existence, today is really bad luck for them, a disaster from heaven.

The green-clothed cultivator was covered in cold sweat, and said in a trembling voice, "Honorable One, calm down! I'll wait... I'll wait..."

The yellow shirt cultivator sat on the ground and backed up all the way, shaking his lips and said: "I didn't..."

He knows that he has been locked by Venerable Hanyang's energy mechanism, even turning around and running now is useless, the huge gap in cultivation makes him only a fish on the chopping board, in fact, he can't run even if he is asked to run now moveable.

He had only heard the name of Venerable Hanyang before, but had never seen the deity. He thought that the world exaggerated and deified him, but now he faced this Venerable for the first time, and he found that the world did not exaggerate. He didn't even describe his horror in case.

Yu Changqing stood there, like an ice sculpture made of snow, his whole body exuded a chilly air, so many people present, none of them dared to see what this venerable who ranked first in the list of "beauties in the cultivation world" looked like , with him as the center, the chill seemed to freeze the world, and even the ground condensed into tiny ice crystals. The most irresistible thing was the chill that rose from the bottom of my heart, and they quickly attacked Everyone's limbs and bones were cold to the bone.

In addition to this chill, the yellow-robed and blue-clothed cultivators were also attacked by a heart-gnawing fear. This fear made their teeth chatter, trembling all over, and they couldn't even think of resisting, except to bow their heads. Leading to death, it seems that nothing can be done.

Wang Dazhuang heard that Yu Changqing called him a "Taoist" in front of everyone, and half of the anger in his heart dissipated. Seeing that Yu Changqing seemed to be really angry, he quickly smoothed his slightly raised long hair, familiar with the way Gently wiped his back and chest and comforted him: "Xianjun, don't be angry, be careful not to be angry."