I Am Bound To The System Of Making Troubles And Cultivating Immortals

Wang Liang hugged Yan Bing and walked towards Zhan Pingjiang and Gu Tingfeng step by step.

"Xu Renxiang, hurry up, or the gap in the restriction will be healed." Zhan Pingjiang was obviously a little impatient, with murderous intent looming in his tone.

"Brother Xu, what's the matter with you, it takes so long to walk such a small distance, do you want me to meet you in the past?" Although Gu Tingfeng still had a smile on his face, there was a knife hidden in his smile.

"No, no, just wait for me there, I'll be right over." Wang Liang also smiled on the surface, but at the same time his heart was pounding;

‘You must not fight against them, otherwise the previous pretense will be in vain. '

'Two peaks of the ninth level of Qi refining... I only have two storm talismans left, and they already know the function of the storm talisman, so they should be prepared. '

'In the current situation, we must attack the unprepared to have a chance of winning. It seems that it can only be done like that! '

With a decision in mind, Wang Liang began to quicken his pace.

When the distance was twenty feet away, Zhan Ping Jiangzang's hands behind his back had raised his sword fingers, and ten flying swords were hidden behind him.

When the distance was ten feet away, Gu Tingfeng also quietly held his hand on the handle of the knife, his eyes sparkling.

The war is about to start!

But when the atmosphere was the most dignified, Wang Liang suddenly shouted;

"Look! What's coming out of the spirit pond?"

Wang Liang stared straight at Lingchi with his eyes wide open, his expression full of panic.

Zhan Pingjiang and Gu Tingfeng looked back subconsciously, but the surface of the Lingchi was calm, and there was nothing there.

Hoo, hoo--!

But in this momentary gap, two gusts of wind roared, and then the two quasi-talented talents were staggered.

At the same time, an extremely fast figure rushed over.

It was Wang Liang, and he wanted to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the two of them to rush through the restricted gap as quickly as possible and enter the center's spiritual pool.

"you dare!"

Zhan Pingjiang was the first to stand firm, he let out a loud shout, and immediately directed his sword.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Ten flying swords rushed out with whistling, all aimed at Wang Liang.

The ultimate spiritual root is really not covered, Zhan Pingjiang has already mastered the use of flying swords, Wang Liang's speed is already very fast, but still not as fast as his sword.

At the last five feet away from the restriction gap, Wang Liang was surrounded by the surrounding sword formations, and he couldn't find a single flaw.

"Hmph!" Zhan Pingjiang snorted coldly, but his tone revealed an unconcealed pride;

"Xu Renxiang from the Xu family is nothing more than that. No matter how many resources he has, so what? In the end, he's not just a guy who only knows how to play tricks."

Cultivators like Zhan Pingjiang, who possessed great talent but had an average family background, hated the son of a big family like Xu Renxiang the most.

Therefore, being able to crush this "brother son" in terms of strength is something that makes him feel very happy.

But this coolness didn't last long.

"Brother Gu! What are you doing? I've even brought his ten flying swords over, hurry up!" Wang Liang shouted again suddenly.

This cry frightened Zhan Pingjiang, and immediately recalled the five flying swords, and looked at Gu Tingfeng vigilantly.

In the final analysis, these quasi-talented talents also distrust each other very much.

Otherwise, when Wang Liang said something came out of the spirit pool, one of them could look back and the other could stare at Wang Liang.

It was because they could not be trusted that the two of them turned their heads at the same time, giving Wang Liang an opportunity to take advantage of it.

This time, it was a similar situation, just because of Wang Liang's words, Zhan Pingjiang did not hesitate to withdraw the sword formation, and used five flying swords to attack Gu Tingfeng.

Gu Tingfeng wanted to take advantage of the situation and swing his saber at Wang Liang, but when he heard Wang Liang's words, he watched the five flying swords stabbing at him, so he could only turn around and slash at the five flying swords.

boom--!

The flying sword collided with the sword light, and the two quasi-talented talents groaned, and both suffered some shock injuries.

"You idiot! If you can't hear what he said, is it a lie?!" Gu Tingfeng shouted angrily.

If his knife had hit "Xu Renxiang" just now, and combined with Ping Jiang's sword formation, he believed that he could probably kill or injure the opponent, reducing one opponent.

However, I didn't expect that Zhan Pingjiang would be so careless, and just because of a word, he would directly attack himself.

Zhan Pingjiang didn't realize his mistake, he clutched his chest and said coldly;

"The knife you just cut was very smooth. Who knows if I don't withdraw the sword formation to attack you, will the knife be cut on me!"

"You..." Gu Tingfeng was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only raise the knife and point it at Wang Liang;

"Okay, this time I'll deal with him. Just keep the five swords and control him!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Tingfeng raised his knife and walked towards Wang Liang, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

At this time, Wang Liang shouted loudly, "Brother Zhan! Our plan has succeeded, use your swords to stab him from behind, stab him!"

Gu Tingfeng laughed grimly; "Do you think I'll fall for your trick? Xu Renxiang! You're done today...uh!"

Puff, puff, puff!

Three sharp sword piercing sounds sounded.

Gu Tingfeng stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, and then quickly turned around and swung his knife, knocking away the other two swords that were still stabbing.

"Zhan, Zhan Pingjiang...you, you..." Gu Tingfeng was about to burst into tears, his eyes filled with disbelief.

I saw Zhan Pingjiang stretching his sword forward, and said calmly, "This is indeed a good opportunity. I already know Xu Renxiang's strength, but I don't know yours..."

After a pause, Zhan Pingjiang continued in a cold tone;

"So, I'll get rid of you first, it will be more convenient for me to snatch the spirit pool. Besides, I found this central spirit pool first. It's you guys who insist on making trouble. The central spirit pool should be mine!"

It turned out that when Zhan Pingjiang trapped Wang Liang with a sword array, Wang Liang quietly revealed some of his true energy, which was equivalent to giving Zhan Pingjiang a "bottom".

Zhan Pingjiang felt that "Xu Renxiang" was far weaker than himself, and after a sudden change of mind, he also had some ideas.

Various reasons have created the current situation, the battle with Ping Jiang back stabbing Gu Tingfeng went smoothly unexpectedly, only Gu Tingfeng was in a daze.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Gu Tingfeng coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, knowing that the situation was over, he shook off the three swords stuck in his body with his true energy, and then fled with resentful eyes.

Zhan Pingjiang didn't go after him either, what he values ​​most now is still the central mental pool.

Five flying swords surround him, and the other five flying swords still surround Wang Liang in a simple sword array.

This time, Zhan Pingjiang had no other scruples, and walked over and said;

"I didn't expect that the second son of the Xu family turned out to be a miscellaneous spirit root, but just like that, he piled up into the ninth layer of Qi refining. I don't know how many natural materials and earthly treasures will be wasted!"

Xu Renxiang's reputation is not as great as his big brother Xu Renfei, not to mention that Zhan Pingjiang is a disciple of Chitianzong and doesn't know the situation of Yuxuzong, so naturally he doesn't know exactly what kind of spiritual root Xu Renxiang is.

The "bottom" revealed by Wang Liang before, Zhan Pingjiang completely regarded Xu Renxiang's real situation.

After all, Zhan Pingjiang's first thought was that the sons of these big families had no skills, and they relied on family resources to take the lead.

People, they always have the same idea about people or things that they don’t agree with, like;

"If I'm as rich as so-and-so (with connections, background, and a good father), I'm definitely better than him!"