Cultivating Immortals for All: Evildoer, I want you to help me cultivate

Zhou Yan's harsh words stopped the discussion of the old adulterers.

However, it was only for a moment, and the old men laughed again.

"Hey, boy, what's your expression?"

"You little warrior, dare to speak to us like this?"

"You were carrying her on your back then, and you were his brother?"

"What's the matter, we didn't add you to the discussion, aren't you happy?"

"Hahaha, or I will help you hold her first, and you will come first?"

A few old men, and one by one, ridiculed, did not care about Zhou Yan, whose face was black and about to overflow.

No, maybe that's what they want.

"You old fans, what are you bullying a doll for?"

"Do you still want to be faceless?"

Zhao Weicheng snorted coldly, pulled Zhou Yan again, and whispered to Zhou Yan: "Boy, don't make a mistake, they just deliberately provoke you."

Zhou Yan turned his head and glanced at Zhao Weicheng, and said equally softly, "How many can you deal with?" "

What?

Zhao Weicheng didn't seem to understand something.

"Zhou Xiaozi, don't look at the few of them looking bad, and exhausting their spiritual power, but the skill in hand is not what you can imagine."

Zhao Weicheng continued to appease Zhou Yan, he didn't want Zhou Yan to be impulsive.

"Then you'll help me stop them later." Zhou Yan's tone was fluttering, and then he turned his head, his black face disappeared, and his face was calm.

"Hey, boy..." Zhao

Weicheng wanted to call out to Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan walked towards Cheng Wenaxe, and Zhao Weicheng was blocked by three other old men and women.

"Zhao Weicheng, do you want one to three?"

"Our spiritual power is exhausted, can you actually challenge it?"

Zhao Weicheng wanted to pull Zhou Yan back, but in the face of the three obstructions, he could only give up.

Zhou Yan walked in front of Cheng Wenaxe, and his tone was cold: "Old immortal, you were deliberately provoking me just now?" Cheng

Wenaxe didn't react at all, just looked at Zhou Yan with a calm face, and felt funny.

"So, are you here to talk to me?"

"It should be said or not, your sister, that figure and that face, just thinking about it, makes me, an old immortal, gush with vitality in my heart."

"If you tell me why Zhao Weicheng brought you in and still protects you so much, how about I go out and recognize you as a brother-in-law?"

"Little doll, I, Cheng Wenaxe, the city lord of the three hundred miles around Black Stone City, will give me face, and I won't let you suffer losses."

"Then what Zhao Weicheng can give you, I will not be bad."

Cheng Wenaxe grinned at Zhou Yan

, for this young man who was irritated by his few words, but now his face was calm, he felt strange, but the cultivators of Qi training were not, and there was no need to worry about anything.

Zhou Yan looked coldly at the tall old man in front of him, following the good manners, looking like he was taking advantage of the boss.

So, the old immortal in front of him, said those words, in order to make himself jump out of Zhao Weicheng's side?

However, yes or no, it doesn't matter anymore.

Sister Tian is the only person in this world who is unconditionally good to him.

She is so good, not only takes care of herself, but also often calls him to eat, and believes that Zhou Yan's future can be expected.

If it weren't for her, Zhou Yan couldn't imagine whether he would be able to live bravely when he fell from the genius of Black Stone City.

But such a person was so insulted by a few old immortal languages.

He was really outraged.

Even the "cow and horse life" I just recalled in my previous life was not so angry.

Zhou Yan held the spear in his hand and took a few steps forward towards Cheng Wenaxe.

Cheng Wen's axe indicated that something was wrong, and he wanted to stand up with the axe.

At this time, Zhou Yan had already arrived in front of him, and he pounced alone, directly clamping Cheng Wenaxe's neck with one hand, and the other spear had pierced Cheng Wenaxe's waist and lower abdomen.

The tip of the gun is three inches into the abdomen.

"Boy, you look for death."

Cheng Wenaxe instantly snorted in anger, and his body erupted with spiritual energy, wanting to shake Zhou Yan into the air...

Zhou Yan's whole person flew sideways, but one hand was strangling Cheng Wen's axe's neck.

And Cheng Wenaxe had already stood up, and the spear inserted in his waist was also shaking.

"Boy, you get out of my way."

Cheng Wenaxe was furious, threw down the axe and wanted to tear Zhou Yan off with one hand.

It's just that Zhou Yan dodged Cheng Wenaxe's big hand, a body technique, dodged behind Cheng Wenaxe, left and right hands in unison, a set of cross locks, dead lock Cheng Wenaxe's neck.

"Cough cough ~ boy, you let go..." Cheng

Wenaxe's face was red and purple with difficulty, but the hand movements did not stop, and his right arm was facing Zhou Yan's waist and abdomen, and he slammed it suddenly.

Hmm~

A crash dull.

"Poof~"

Zhou Yan spewed out a mouthful of donated blood, a large hole was sunken in the chest of his abdomen, and several ribs were broken in his upper abdomen.

[Chest and abdomen hit hard: qi and blood +498, awakeness +13, pain stiffness -21, weakness -15, physique +2]

"Release, hand..."

Cheng Wenaxe's face became even worse, and he hit Zhou Yan again violently in the abdomen.

[Chest and abdomen hit hard: qi and blood +718, awakeness +18, pain stiffness -18, weakness -19, physique +3]

"Hmm~"

The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth overflowed with blood again.

This time Cheng Wenaxe was more ruthless, but Zhou Yan's arm crossed the shackles, but it was tightened again.

Click~

At this time, there was a brittle sound of the tracheal pressure bursting from Cheng Wenaxe's neck.

Cheng Wenaxe struggled violently. Constantly hit Zhou Yan's waist more frequently.

[Chest and abdomen hit hard: qi and blood +998, awakeness +14, pain stiffness -16, weakness -10, physique +2] [chest and abdomen hit hard: qi and blood +609, awakeness +12, pain stiffness -8, weakness -6, constitution +1] [chest and abdomen hit hard: qi and blood +239, awakeness +

6, pain stiffness -5, weakness -3]

......

Soon

, the force of Cheng Wen's axe blow was slowly decreasing, and his face changed from red to purple and black.

"It's not good, Lao Cheng is being yin, this kid has a problem."

"Save Lao Cheng quickly."

Zhou Yan's pounce on Cheng Wen's axe was swift, and everyone present saw it.

However, he did not believe that a Qi cultivation was nothing, and it could cause harm to a cultivator who had completed the Qi training.

But in the blink of an eye, how could the situation be like this?

An old cultivator who has been through a hundred battles is about to be strangled to death by a warrior? How is this possible?

Two old men with steel knives wanted to come over to help Cheng Wenaxe, and the old woman with the red tasse gun also moved.

Boom....

Suddenly, a pale yellow knife slashed over and smashed between them and Zhou Yan.

"Three old friends, don't really say, I want to try one and three."

At this time, Zhao Weicheng had already stood in front of them with a steel knife on his shoulder.

Offensive and defensive eclocation.

"Zhao Weicheng, do you really want to be our enemy?"

"Or do you really think you can beat the three of us?"

Two gray-haired old men glared at Zhao Weicheng with an angry expression.

Zhao Weicheng shook his head, held the steel knife in his hand, and said lightly:

"Defeat the three of you, don't dare."

However, it's okay to stop the three of you for a while. "

Click~"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of dislocating bones.

Looking at

Zhou Yan's side again, Cheng Wen's axe hammering Zhou Yan's abdomen had stopped, his face was purple and black, and his hands were frantically tearing Zhou Yan's arms.

Zhou Yan let go of a hand.

One hand was still strangling Cheng Wenaxe's neck, and the other hand grasped the spear pierced in Cheng Wenaxe's abdomen.

Hmm~

The spear went down Cheng Wenaxe's abdomen and rushed up to his abdomen, and Zhou Yan pumped back and forth to stir up.

Cheng Wenaxe struggled violently in pain, and all seven tips also spilled blood, but he was held by Zhou Yan's hand, unable to move or shout.

Soon, Cheng Wenaxe only pumped one by one, and Zhou Yan also put his huge body on the ground.

"Take it easy, it's normal for the elderly to get dizzy."

Zhou Yan put Cheng Wenaxe on the ground, and his other arm was also released, and it was obvious that Cheng Wenaxe's neck had grown.

Cheng Wen's axe, which was originally more than two meters old, grew for the second time.

People die and debts disappear.

Zhou Yan eagerly used a broken banana leaf to cover Cheng Wenaxe's painfully twisted and deformed face.

Standing up, he stepped on Cheng Wen's axe root with one foot, and pulled out the spear that had submerged in half of his body.

Zhou Yan carried the polluted spear, looked disgusted, and walked to Zhao Weicheng's side.

"Old man, you really can do it, one person can block three people, it opens my eyes, and I announce that you will regain my respect."

Zhou Yan looked at the three old men and old women in front of him who were gloomy, and his mood was instantly better.

"Boy, you also impress me."

Zhao Weicheng looked at Zhou Yan with a strange solemnity in his eyes.

Just now

, almost instantly, Zhou Yan subdued Cheng Wenaxe.

Then Zhou Yan broke Cheng Wen's axe's neck and pumped the spear from the abdomen upwards, which was the speed at which several of them did not react.

That is a master with complete qi training and rich combat experience, and you killed him with a single warrior? Or hand-to-hand combat?

This kid looks so immature, but the decisiveness of his hands and tricky methods are more terrifying than their peers.

"Three, since Cheng Wenaxe is dead, there is no need for us to fight, right?"

"Don't forget, we're still in the plantain forest, it's not safe here."

Zhao Weicheng looked at the three former acquaintances in front of him and spoke.

The three people on the opposite side did not reply, but their faces had softened a little, and the weapons they held in their hands were not so sharp.

When people die, they have no value at all.

The dead Cheng Wenaxe is like this.

The three people who are alive also have no idea of going against Zhao Weicheng.

The three looked at each other and prepared to walk towards the inside of the plantain forest.

Although their spiritual power had not recovered, they all felt that this corpse full of blood, as well as Zhao Weicheng and the young man in front of them, it was obvious that this place was even more unsafe.

"Wait a minute."

"This beautiful grandmother can go, those two ugly old men, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."