Drunk Immortal Gourd

Hearing Qingyang's words, Master Guifeng also laughed angrily and said: "Being a dog? Haha, I recruited you with good intentions, but you regarded my good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs. No wonder Master Guisong said that you are arrogant and domineering before. , It seems that you are not the least bit arrogant.”

The master Guisong next to him also said: "Master Gui Feng, I have said before that this boy is just looking for trouble. Since he is toasting and drinking as a penalty, there is no need for us to nag him anymore."

The old man at the fifth level of the golden elixir behind also shouted: "Yes, this guy is looking for death, so let's give him some color to see. Master Gui Feng, a small fourth-level golden elixir monk dares to be so arrogant, why not put him Leave it to me to deal with it, and you can just lock down the enemy's formation at the back."

The old man is a fifth-level golden elixir monk, while Qingyang only has a fourth-level golden elixir cultivation level. Behind him is the seventh-level golden elixir master Gui Feng. He can be said to have taken advantage of the right time, place, and people, so he dares to be so bold. After saying that, without waiting for Master Gui Feng to speak, he pressed towards Qingyang.

Facing the old man's pressing step by step, Qingyang's expression did not change at all. Instead, he shook his head gently and said: "You are no match for me, so let's let that master Gui Feng take over."

"you……"

The old man was so angry that Qingyang could hardly speak. It would be fine if Qingyang's cultivation level was higher than his. But a person whose cultivation level was lower than him looked down on him so much. No one could bear it, and he did so in front of him. In front of so many companions, the old man said angrily: "Don't lie, you will only know if you have beaten your opponent."

Qingyang seemed to feel that the old man was not angry enough. He shook his head and said, "It's for your own good that you are not my opponent. The loss of face is nothing. If you attack me, you will be beaten in a few moves." Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if I killed him? Besides, I'm very pressed for time and don't have time to fight with you guys one by one. Let's just let the most powerful people do it. Of course, if you are not sure, all five of you can do it together. That’s okay, then it will be easier for me.”

Qingyang's words were extremely arrogant. This time, not only Master Guisong, but also everyone else was stunned. Even the two late-stage foundation-building monks looked at Qingyang with a different look. This guy couldn't be a fool. Bar? How dare a fourth-level Jindan monk dare to challenge so many people at the same time?

After all, Master Gui Feng still can't do what five people can do against Qingyang at the same time, especially when his own side has an absolute advantage. If this kid is really capable, he can try it out by himself. If this kid is bluffing , then teach him a profound lesson and let him know the consequences of offending himself without making a big fuss.

Thinking of this, Master Gui Feng said: "Since you take the initiative to challenge me, there is no reason for me to hide, so let me give it a try. What support do you have to be so arrogant?"

Now that Master Gui Feng had made a decision, his subordinates naturally did not dare to have any doubts, so they all stepped back a distance, leaving the place in front of Master Gui Feng and Qingyang. When Ge Dagen saw this, he also stepped back a little, but his eyes when he looked at Qingyang were full of worry. Although Qingyang seemed confident, after all, he was facing a seventh-level golden elixir monk, and he had never I haven't heard of any fourth-level Jindan monk who can defeat the late-stage Jindan.

Seeing that the venue had been vacated, Master Gui Feng didn't care whether it was unethical to act first. With a thought, a vassal-shaped magic weapon appeared in the air. The magic weapon rose when it saw the wind, and soon became several feet in length. Big or small, a slender pole, with bright red flags as if stained with blood, dancing in the wind in the air, constantly making hunting sounds.

Suddenly, the flag exploded, like thunder resounding through Qingyang's heart. Qingyang felt as if his mind was being grabbed by something, and there was a faint feeling of wanting to leave the body. , fortunately Qingyang was prepared for this, so he didn't fall for it.

This clan is called the Soul-Yining clan, and it is the ghost magic weapon that Gui Feng is famous for. It not only has powerful attack power, but also comes with many other functions. The explosion just now is said to be able to frighten the souls of the monks. If they are in battle, With a sudden explosion, if the opponent is unprepared, it is possible to expel the opponent's soul from the body, thereby defeating the enemy.

Just now, if it were other immortal monks, they might have been hit by the soul-inducing vassal, that is, Qingyang. Over the years, he has been practicing the One-horned Ghost King's Concentration Art, especially after getting the full version of the Concentration Art, Qingyang Not only did Yang's spiritual consciousness greatly increase, but he also had certain mental attack and defense capabilities. In recent years, he had dealt with ghost cultivators a lot in the Fallen Ghost Abyss, and he knew that he would be in the Nether Realm recently, fighting with The ghost monks didn't have many dealings with each other and had done a lot of homework in advance, so they could barely withstand the sudden attack of the soul-baiting clan.

Seeing that Qingyang was not affected much after the attack by the Soul-inducing Fan, Gui Feng was also surprised. No wonder this kid had such a loud tone before. It seemed that he had some ability, but the move just now was only effective against him. It can be regarded as an appetizer, and the formal attack methods have not been used yet. I don't believe that this kid can block all his attacks.

Taking advantage of Qingyang's failure to fully recover from the attack of the Soul-Yining Fan, Gui Feng, the real person, moved his mind again, and at the same time used Ming Yuan to activate the Soul-Yining Fan, and the Soul-Yining Fan instantly bloomed with a black light, and then the pole It flew out with a whine and swept towards Qingyang's waist.

The soul was captured before, which slightly affected Qingyang's attention. However, he is also an old monk. He naturally knows that this is the easiest time for his opponents to take advantage of him, so he cannot be distracted at all, so he keeps staring at the opposite Gui Feng. Seeing the Hun-Yin Fan's pole swinging towards him, he had no time to use his magic weapon to block it. Qingyang could only stomp his feet and quickly dodge to the side.

Qingyang dodges fast enough, and the pole of the Soul-Yining Fan passes him by. Who knows that the pole's attack is just a feint. Just when he is about to miss Qingyang, the flag on the Soul-Yining Fan As if it came to life, it suddenly rolled towards Qingyang's body.

Seeing this situation, Qingyang knew that the opportunity had been seized by his opponent. If he did not use some means to suppress the situation, I was afraid that there would be no possibility of winning this battle. So Qingyang thought, and a tall figure Standing between him and the flag.

This tall figure is naturally the Iron-armed Monkey. During the few years Qingyang has been practicing in Hantan, the Iron-armed Monkey has experienced another advancement. Now it is an eighth-level monster, and its strength has greatly increased. Every time the Iron Arm Monkey advances, his size will increase. Now his strong body is more than one foot tall, standing there like a black iron tower.