Seeing his calm expression, Wang Qinghu thought there was still a helper. He looked around but saw nothing. He said, "It's really not big toad, and he's not small. I want to see how capable you are."

Feng Yan leaned closer and said, "Young Master, do you really want to fight with them?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "I read it once, and only the three people in front are monks, and the others are mortals."

Feng Yan said: "But only three cultivators, all of them have higher cultivation than you! There are also fifth graders!"

Jiang Xiaobai's voice raised a little, and he said, "Can you solve the problem of those twenty or so mortals?"

Feng Yan said: "Then there must be no problem!"

Jiang Xiaobai said, "That's all!" He turned his head and looked at the girl holding the sword, and said, "What kind of cultivation is the girl?"

The girl said, "A little better than you, a third-grade Bai Dou."

Jiang Xiaobai said: "There is also a third-grade Bai Dou on the opposite side. Can you hold him back half of the incense stick?"

The girl said, "If it's a drag, I can drag half a stick of incense sticks for that fourth-grade White Doll."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave that fourth grade of Bai Dou to you. I'll try to get half a stick of incense."

The girl nodded and said, "This is OK. But are you sure?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "You will know after half a stick of incense."

Seeing that the other party was like treating him as fish on the chopping board, Wang Qinghu split the food at will, and laughed without being angry, saying, "Boy, have you divided it?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "I've divided it up, do you have any opinions?"

Wang Qinghu smiled and said, "I have no objection, you can divide it whatever you want, just don't divide my people into your side."

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly said with a sharp look: "I don't want to kill people. I'll ask you for the last time, is it a fight or a peace?"

Wang Qinghu smiled and said, "Oh, I'm still very excited. I'm optimistic about you. If you have any skills, just let the horse come over."

Jiang Xiaobai sneered and said, "Looking for death!"

He then gave Feng Yan a wink. Feng Yan immediately understood and rode the Longlin Horse to the side for a few steps, and shouted loudly: "Come on, fight, gods fight, little ghosts suffer. You mortals are a little more conscious, come to me, don't slap the swollen face and be fat, you don't know how to die if you mix it in. Although you will die on my side, you can make you die better! Hurry up, it won't be overdue!"

All the mortals looked at each other and all looked at Wang Qinghu. Wang Qinghu said angrily: "What are you afraid of? Are you just a first-class monk? You have so many of you squeezed him to death."

All the mortals were right to think about it. They turned their heads and shouted, rushing towards Fengyan like a swarm.

The fourth-grade white dou monk rode a horse to the sword-holding girl, jumped off the horse and slapped it on the horse's butt, and the horse slowly left. Seeing the horse go away, the monk turned around and stared at the girl and said, "Since you have chosen me, I want to see if you can last half of the incense stick under my hands."

The girl didn't say anything, turned around and settled the woman behind her to the side, turned around and came back. Without saying a word, she shouted, holding the sword and stabbed the man cleanly. The man then drew his sword out of the sheath and met. The two swords met, and the clanging sounded.

Wang Qinghu and the remaining third-grade Bai Dou were self-contained and disdained to take the lead. But to be honest, they didn't really take it into consideration for a little white Dou second-grade Bai Dou. They just wanted to see what trouble he could do and make him extremely arrogant.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the girl and saw that she was a little busy under the powerful attack of the fourth-grade Bai Dou. Jiang Xiaobai knew that there was not much time left for him.

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, lowered his hands, and gently pinched his middle finger and thumb, and two yellow leaves on the ground floated up and flew into his hands.

Wang Qinghu and the Bai Dou Sanpin looked at each other, then burst out loud, laughed, and said, "Boy, you are quite good at performing, you are quite fancy?"

The reason why Jiang Xiaobai showed his cultivation was that he wanted them to underestimate the enemy. At this time, he opened his eyes and two leaves in his hand rushed out quickly, picking up two people.

As expected, these two people didn't take it seriously at all. They were just the second-grade white dou, not to mention leaves, even iron and silver needles, they would not take it seriously. They drew their swords and sheaths, and they gently blocked them, ready to pull out this annoying thing.

When the sword leaves touched each other, there was a loud "boom" sound, and the two of them realized that something was wrong. Wang Qinghu was shocked and the tiger's mouth was numb, and the sword almost lost its hand. After all, the third-grade Bai Dou master had a much lower cultivation level, and the sword was shocked and immediately let it go.

What made them even more panic was that the horse under their crotch was frightened, and a long neighing sound, and its hooves left the ground, almost overturning them to the ground.

Just as Shuye took action, Jiang Xiaobai rode the Longlin Horse and rushed over quickly with Shuye, pulling out the Sulan Sword from his back, and stabbing the third-grade Bai Dou. The man had already lost his sword and was panicked at the horse. How could he take care of it? When the horse's hooves landed on the ground, he had already been blocked by a sword and rolled down from his horse.

His eyes were wide open when he died.

Everyone present could not believe their eyes. The third-grade Bai Dou was killed by a second-grade Bai Dou and killed in a flash. Besides, there was a fifth-grade Bai Dou next to it.

The girl was originally just holding a life-threatening attitude, and she was negative. Seeing this, she suddenly felt refreshed, her sword was sharp, and she showed signs of counterattack.

Only then did Wang Qinghu realize that the arrogant and arrogant person was not his opponent, but himself. He didn't dare to be careless anymore, and roared and rushed towards Jiang Xiaobai with a sword. Although he was fat, his movements were flexible and he stabbed more than ten swords in a flash. However, because Long Lin horse was too tall, he could only touch Jiang Xiaobai's legs, and Jiang Xiaobai stabbed his head. This feeling made him very frustrated, so he jumped off the horse and shouted: "If you have a kind of thing, come down for me."

Without saying a word, Jiang Xiaobai jumped off the horse and fought with him.

But Feng Yan was not as stupid as him. He was so majestic when he sat on Longlin Horse. Although the other party rushed past dozens of people, they were all riding ordinary horses. They were born to be afraid of Longlin Horses. The people on the horse were afraid of monks and did not dare to get too close to him, so they couldn't even reach his legs. Feng Yan used a long stick, which was very long and iron. He jumped into the horses like knocking on the goblins, and seven or eight of them were knocked to death by him in a flash.

When Jiang Xiaobai asked him to learn stick techniques, he felt that he was not graceful enough and didn't want to learn it. Now it seems that although this stick looks ugly, it is really practical.

The mortals did not dare to attack again, and retreated one after another, a few feet away from him. Feng Yan pointed at them with a stick and said, "Do you want to fight again?"

Those people did not dare to speak, for fear that Wang Qinghu would hear it, and they shook their heads.

Feng Yan said: "Since you don't want to fight, I will spare your life, but I will stay where I am, and I will not move. Whoever dares to move will turn into a watermelon."

The people were also scared and nodded.

Feng Yan turned his head and saw that Jiang Xiaobai and Wang Qinghu were fighting hard, so he said, "Young Master, I have already won, why haven't you won yet? Do you need help?" He said that, his face was not red at all.

Jiang Xiaobai is now a second-grade Bai Dou. Although he is dealing with a fifth-grade master, he is not panicked at all and said in an orderly manner: "I don't need your help, you go and help that girl!"

Feng Yan smiled and said, "I think so too!" He turned around and rushed towards the fourth-grade monk, shouting, "Miss, don't panic, I'm back!"

Relying on the stick length, he stepped forward and stabbed it. Originally, the fourth-level White Dou was more than enough to deal with the girl, but since Jiang Xiaobai instantly killed the third-level White Dou, and Wang Qinghu couldn't capture it for a long time, he was a little anxious and wanted to fight quickly to help Wang Qinghu. But the girl was as brave as she was injected with chicken blood, and the more she fought, he was more courageous, and he had no intention of fighting, and flaws appeared frequently. Now there was another rumors. Although he only had the first-level cultivation level, he was wearing small shoes behind him, like a fly, and could not drive away or beat him, which was annoying.

When his heart was confused, his moves became chaotic. He was blinded by one and was lost. He was stabbed by a fly in the back. He grinned his teeth and became furious. He turned around and wanted to destroy the rumors first, but the girl failed to let him succeed. He chased him up in time with the sword flower in time. He had to turn around to deal with it. But after turning around, he was stabbed by a fly in the back, which made his bones almost dissipate. He was so angry that he screamed, but there was no way.

Feng Yan rode the Longlin Horse and wandered around him, neither anxious nor impatient, and he took the opportunity to poke a stick, and he took the opportunity to poke a stick. No matter how hard the man's bones were, they could not be harder than the iron stick. If he poked a few more sticks, blood would seep out of the corners of his mouth, and the sword in his hand gradually became decadent.
Chapter completed!