Urban Super Cultivation

Looking at the monks who were panting like dogs, the guards frowned, especially when they saw the signs of the Weihai Gang on their bodies, all four of them were Weihai Gang. His brows frowned tighter.

Before receiving the task of guarding the gate, the four of them had been instilled more than once with the idea that the guardian represented the image of the gang.

Over time, these cultivators who watched the gate would scold them whenever they saw the helpers look in a hurry, or were not dressed properly.

But now these few cultivators in front of them make them look very upset.

"You guys, how are you in a panic!"

"Yes, there is a powerful enemy coming? Are you kidding me? This is Xihua City. Our Weihai Gang is the strongest in Xihua City. Tell me, who has the courage to attack the power of my Weihai Gang?"

"I think you guys have got water in their heads. Get out of the way. When will you adjust your mentality and come back? Really, the faces of the Weihai Gang have been lost by you."

The four scolded unceremoniously.

But everyone who was scolded by them was dumbfounded.

"No, what I said is true. I swear by the demons, okay? There is really a strong enemy who has committed the crime. Hurry up and inform the gang leaders and elders. Otherwise, I am afraid that our Weihai gang will suffer heavy losses!

One of the three-layer cultivators said with an anxious expression.

He can be regarded as a veteran of the Weihai Gang, but because of the clumsy talents of cultivation, he hasn't gotten a position in the Weihai Gang, which is weak and powerful.

The four of them were taken aback, then frowned together and fell into contemplation.

"Could it be true that a powerful enemy is coming?"

One of them asked tentatively.

"Shit, listen to their nonsense, unless the other eleven forces are united and sent out to deal with my Weihai Gang, but the spies we have planted in other forces have not sent any messages back at all."

After the monk finished speaking, he squinted at the monk who had spoken before and asked faintly: "How old are you this year?"

"what?"

The cultivator was visibly taken aback, subconsciously shook his fingers and forgot, raised his head and said: "More than two thousand or three hundred years old, I don't remember exactly what happened?"

The contempt in the monk's eyes became stronger, and he suddenly yelled: "Bold! You know that such horrible words deceive the people and make the hearts of the people panic. Is it sin?"

The sudden burst of shouts shocked everyone.

The monk who was questioned was even more stunned, and he was so sudden that he was a little confused.

"How do I confuse the crowd, I..."

The monk subconsciously defended his words, but before he could say half of his words, he was interrupted roughly: "You are already more than two thousand three hundred years old and have only cultivated to the early stage of transforming gods. It is estimated that before the end, can you break through to the gods. It’s always a problem in the mid-term. You swear with a demon, who believes it?

"what?"

The monk was immediately dumbfounded, and just about to say something, his expression changed. He felt a few familiar auras approaching here.

It was the four people I saw on the street before.

The speed of these auras approaching is not fast, but it is like the pressure on the mountain is increasing.

Not only him, but the several monks who came to report with him also felt it, and each of them suddenly looked like golden paper.

"Mom mentally retarded!"

He cursed and left a word, the monk who was despised offered his flying sword directly and left quickly.

Originally, he still wanted to fight against powerful enemies with the gang. Now that he saw it, I was afraid that they would be the first people to be killed if he didn't leave.

"Who are you talking about? Is there a way to say it again?"

The monks guarding the gate were immediately annoyed. Except for the high-level members of the gang, when have they been abused by other monks? Not to mention a monk with a lower cultivation level than his own.

"The third child, look at it, it seems someone is coming!"

Another guardian monk suddenly spoke.

"Someone has someone else, what's the big deal."

Looking in the direction pointed by the monk guarding the gate, a few people quickly saw four monks walking in the air.

"These four...their cultivation bases are so powerful!"

The complexions of the four gatekeepers changed.

As gatekeepers, the elders of the gang are usually able to meet in and out, so they are also very sensitive to the breath of the monks in the fit period.

Although these people in front of them did not show their respective cultivation bases, they could vaguely feel that any one of these four people was even more terrifying than the elders in the gang!

They had never heard of such a few people in the entire Xihua City!

What are these four people here for?

The four monks guarding the gate became uncertain.

One of them hesitated, took a step forward, and said, "Why are some seniors coming to my Weihai help? If there is something important, I can report it."

"no need."

Ren Yao said indifferently: "Now let your gang leader get out quickly and kowtow to apologize, otherwise, the Weihai Gang will be **** in the future."

The guardian monk obviously did not expect this person to be so direct and so rampant!

I didn't know how to continue with the prepared rhetoric.

The other three gatekeepers were already annoyed, and directly sent their magic weapons~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said coldly: "So, four people came to my Weihai to help make trouble?"

"make trouble?"

Monk Zhugan took a step forward, his expression full of disdain and indifference: "Only with you Weihai Gang, are you worthy?"

boom!

The terrifying coercion fell from the sky, and the coercion of the monks in the late stage of the integration is no different from the thunderous rush of the monks in the middle of the cultivation of the gods.

Even if the four gatekeepers are already prepared, they appear as small as ants in the face of this pressure.

In a short moment, the four of them all knelt to the ground, bleeding from Qiqiao, seeing that they could not survive.

"Don't talk nonsense, brothers, let's kill!"

Lu Ansen smiled, and between waving his hands, there was an extra pennant in his hand, and then he swiftly swept right above the Weihai Gang headquarters.

"People are going one step ahead."

Ren Yao's figure gradually became illusory, and in the air, the familiar and terrifying pink vitality began to diffuse into the Weihai Gang headquarters.

Zhang Xiong and Bamboo Pole are relatively simple, and they each offered their own weapons.

The weapon of the bamboo pole is very peculiar. Perhaps because of his height, the magic weapon equipped with the bamboo pole is also a long stick that is more than seven feet long, but the tip of the long stick is the sharp point of the sword. gun.

However, the pervasive pressure of this magic weapon is extremely terrifying. If Lin Feng is here, he will definitely recognize that this is definitely a peak-level magic weapon, one level higher than the top-grade magic weapon.

Even though it is only a mere level difference, but the peak magic weapon already means the top level of refining tools in the cultivation world, and its power is at least dozens of times that of the top grade magic weapon!

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