Changsheng, invincible from taking a concubine

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u0003The more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong.

She had never heard of such a young alchemist.

Besides, an alchemist might have a high value in other places.

But for a large sect like the Ghost Sword Sect, it was not the case.

They had their own alchemists, so they didn't have to look at the faces of the alchemists outside.

She sighed in her heart, smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"Daoyou, you should take them away. The Ghost Sword Sect is not something you can deal with."

"I just hope you can treat them well. Don't waste their talents."

As her words fell, a rampant voice reached everyone's ears.

"Leave? Have you asked for my opinion?"

"Dare to not give me face at the auction, do you think you can leave alive?"

Black sword lights shot over.

Thousands of disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect were wrapped in gray auras, stepping on spiritual weapon swords, and surrounded the entire square in all directions.

Seeing the people coming, Meng Yun's face became very solemn.

The number of the other party was beyond imagination.

Originally, she was thinking of breaking through from one direction.

But the other side has three times as many people.

With such strength, no one in the entire Yunmeng Sect will be able to escape.

Even if she is the Sect Master, it is the same.

Jiangchuan turned his head to look at Zhinanzhou, a pale young man.

If he lies in the coffin, no one will doubt that he is dead.

And this guy also gives people a very weak feeling.

Jiangchuan waved his hand, showing an indifferent look.

"You guys go away. I will protect the Yunmeng Sect."

This light sentence made the people on both sides present all look confused.

What is going on?

Don't people nowadays think before they speak?

Didn't you see that there are so many people.

What do you mean by "protected".

I have 6,000 people here. Can't you see it?

Mengyun beside him rolled his eyes at the four women.

Really.

Where did this idiot come from?

But such words are not allowed to be said.

"That fellow Daoist. They are from the Ghost Sword Sect. And there are 6,000 of them."

"Among them, there are more than 30 in the Hidden Yuan Realm. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to say this?"

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"Really? I usually say this. Is there any problem with this?"

This is absolutely the truth.

But all the people present looked at him with an expression of "are you kidding me?"

Gui Wuchang couldn't help laughing at this time.

"Interesting, very interesting."

"This is the first time I've seen someone dare to talk like this in front of me."

"Boy, you don't think that because you are an alchemist, I dare not do anything to you, right?"

Among those people before, there were his spies.

He basically knew everything he did.

He was just an alchemist.

For their Ghost Sword Sect, there was no deterrent at all.

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"What, are you not going to take my words seriously?"

"If so, you will regret it."

"Haha. Regret. Are you sure?"

Gui Wuchang's smile became brighter and brighter, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

"Boy. Since you are so ignorant of life and death, I will let you see how big the gap between us is."

"Gui Shisan, go and teach him a lesson."

A middle-aged man with an equally pale face came out.

Meng Yun's face changed slightly.

"Gui Wuchang! You use a Hidden Yuan Level 1 to deal with an alchemist, isn't this a bit too much!"

In everyone's concept, alchemists are not good at fighting.

It's useless no matter how high their cultivation is.

The spiritual power in their bodies is very gentle.

Now a Hidden Yuan Level 1 master comes to deal with an alchemist, how shameless it is.

Especially this one called Gui Shisan, who kills people very cruelly.

He likes to cut people into several pieces the most.

Gui Wuchang sneered.

"Sorry. This is the weakest one around me. If he can't even handle Thirteen, then he has no right to stand here and pretend."

The people around the Ghost Sword Sect all showed a sinister smile.

On the other hand, all the female disciples of the Yunmeng Sect had a bleak look on their faces.

They could already imagine the ending.

Ghost Thirteen slowly floated to the ground, holding a long sword with a gray ominous aura in his hand.

Jiang Chuan suddenly said something strange.

"You will be struck by lightning if you do this."

Everyone's expression froze, and they looked at the idiot in front of them with a strange look.

"Stupid. Who are you trying to scare? No one in our Ghost Sword Sect has ever been struck by lightning."

"That's right, unless it's a tribulation. I really thought there would be retribution. It's so funny."

Fairy Mengyun was also a little speechless.

This guy really is.

But at this moment, a loud bang sounded.

A bolt of lightning fell from the blue sky.

Ghost Thirteen, who was just about to take action, was electrocuted on the spot.

The aura on his body dissipated, the sea breeze blew, and a cloud of ash slowly flew to one side.

Everyone...

Is this mouth blessed?

Is this okay?

He looked up at the sky, but there was nothing.

What did the lightning just now mean?

The lightning that directly killed the first level of Yin Yuan, even if it was a tribulation, it wouldn't be so outrageous.

Meng Yun subconsciously took a step back.

I always felt a bit dangerous standing next to him.

Just one sentence can kill someone. If you say it is a coincidence, it still feels a bit unjustifiable.

After all, there were nearly 10,000 people present, but what he said was exactly what he said. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?

But are there really such coincidences in the world?

There are a lot of thunder and lightning at sea, which is understandable.

But the probability is one in ten thousand, which is a bit unreasonable.

Gui Wuchang's face looked a little ugly.

He looked up at the sky and found nothing unusual.

Although it is outrageous, in the end it can only be classified as a coincidence.

"Gui Jiu, you go."

Another person walked out.

This man's face was equally pale and his figure was thin.

A pair of cold little eyes looked at Jiangchuan.

He drew his sword and pointed it at him.

"If you have the guts, say it again. See if you can kill me too."

"Oh? Are you sure? Isn't this good? After all, I have never heard of such a base request."

Gui Jiu snorted coldly.

"Stop being so verbose and tell me right away! Otherwise! Die!"

Jiang Chuan spread his hands.

"Well, since you can't think about it so much, I'll make it happen for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, another thunder and lightning fell.

But Gui Jiu dodged and left the place.

Thunder and lightning fell on the ground, leaving only a charred black patch.

Everyone's expressions changed.

There is definitely something wrong with this mouth.

Once can be said to be a coincidence.

It can happen twice in a row, which is very abnormal.

Gui Jiu had been guarding against him for a long time.

Regardless of whether the thunder and lightning was a coincidence or not, he would never make such a stupid mistake again.

"Hmph, clown. Die."

The spiritual power was poured into the long sword, and the whole person turned into a gray sword light and shot out.

Jiang Chuan smiled and pointed to the sky.

Gui Jiu snorted coldly.

"You thought I would believe it."

These were his last thoughts.

The lightning flashed and nothing was left on the scene.