The tragic howling like a pig slaughtered once again attracted the gaze of the monks around. When Hou San's face fell down with a blue face, his legs were twisted together, and his head was sweating profusely, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Wang Jia, known as one of the seven little evil spirits, did not care about Hou San, but stared at the young man who was making his feet excitedly, with cold eyes in his eyes.

The woman named Han Rong laughed, swayed her waist and walked closer, kicked Hou San with her feet, then looked at Bai Yi and said, "This guy is really cruel. If you kick, Hou San may be dead, hell."

The woman's giggle made the low-level cultivators around her become obsessed with it. In addition, Han Rong was already a little pretty, and many people suddenly felt a trace of evil fire rising in their hearts.

"I bought this straw raincoat." Bai Yi raised his hand to catch the green bamboo straw raincoat that fell from Hou San's body, and threw 120 spirit stones to the boy in Du Sanniang's arms, with his expression always calm.

"Did you buy it?" Wang Jia snorted coldly and said, "You dare to hurt my Seven Evil disciples, you are impatient to live."

"Big, Senior Brother! Avenge me for me!" Hou San shook his whole body in pain. He forced himself to say this. No one paid attention to him except his big man companion.

A disciple in the Qi Refining Stage is not worthy of the revenge of the Seven Evils, but since they have met, they must be found back, especially the extremely conceited Wang Jia. Although he is feminine, he is extremely cruel. There are basically few people who offend him to live.

"Leave the straw raincoat and break your arms and you can get out." Wang Jia raised his chin and said to Bai Yi like an order.

Ma Tie and Du Sanniang had already recognized Bai Yi at this time. The couple was about to speak, but suddenly a stream of spiritual power floated over and blocked their mouths.

In shock and suspicion, Ma Tie and Du Sanniang looked at each other, then looked at Bai Yi with gratitude, and gradually retreated into the crowd with their child in their arms.

The couple of casual cultivators are not mentally ill. When they sensed the spiritual power activated by Bai Yi, they knew that Bai Yi did not want them to get involved in this incident. If they recognize each other at this time, maybe Bai Yi would be fine afterwards, but their family of three would be helpless and would be targeted by the Seven Evil Sect. They don’t know whether they can survive tomorrow.

Feeling that Ma Tie and his wife merged into the crowd, Bai Yi smiled indifferently and said, "If you want my hands, you can get it yourself."

After hearing Bai Yi's words, Wang Jia smiled coldly. The disciples of the Seven Evils who followed him stopped doing it and shouted angrily.

"Arrogant boy, you are really impatient to live!"

"You have to break your arms. Senior Brother Wang wants to save you a dog's life, it's really ungrateful."

"Does your hands matter or your life matter? You guy can't settle the score, right?"

"Do you think you are the prince of Nanzhao or the direct descendant of the Five Mountains Cultivation Family? Don't be shameless here!"

Facing the insults of the Seven Evil disciples, Bai Yi smiled casually and complained about the ants, but he didn't care about them.

Bai Yi's calmness finally aroused Han Rong's curiosity. The only woman among the little seven evil spirits looked at Meixing. She came to Bai Yi and spoke in a sweet and delicate voice: "Brother, I admire you the most young hero who stands up for justice. I will wait to see you tonight. I wonder if I can appreciate my face?"

As he spoke, Han Rong's smooth body had already leaned up, and when she chuckled, it seemed that the fragrance of flowers was rolling. Not to mention smelling it, even if she heard this woman's seductive words, there were probably not many young men who could withstand it.

In the eyes of the casual cultivators around him, Han Rong is indeed very charming, but this charming illusion often makes people involuntarily forget her title of peach-faced and snake-hearted, and indulge in a gentle land full of death.

When Han Rong approached, a sneer had already pulled out of Bai Yi's mouth. In his perception, Han Rong's mouth was spewed out a special fragrance while speaking. This fragrance was emitted by the highly poisonous spirit herb. If a mortal smelled it, it would die in an instant, and even if the monk was contaminated, his life would be lost.

The most terrifying thing about Han Rong with a peach-faced and snake-hearted heart is the poisonous fragrance in her mouth. There are almost no less than a hundred cultivators who died under this poisonous fragrance. When Wang Jia saw Han Rong take action, he snorted. In his eyes, the slightly thin boy was already a dead person.

"A beautiful lady is a gentleman, and of course I will appreciate my face." Bai Yi suddenly said unexpectedly: "As long as you prepare a thin coffin, I don't mind sending you back tonight."

As soon as the last word "Xi" was revealed, countless thin black gas suddenly rose behind Bai Yi, completely covering him. As soon as Han Rong's poisonous fragrance touched the black gas, it was like ice thrown into the stove, and was instantly swallowed without leaving any left!

call!

After Han Rong found that the black air appeared on the boy opposite, she knew something was wrong and immediately retreated quickly, but the poisonous fragrance she sprayed could no longer be taken back.

"What a cruel boy!"

Han Rong's poisonous incense was swallowed and immediately shouted like an evil ghost: "I must prepare a thin coffin, I'm going to make your life!"

Han Rong, who suffered a secret loss, seemed to be an angry wild cat, but she did not dare to approach Bai Yi.

Bai Yi really didn't want to work harder for Han Rong's trick. He just activated a little of the poisonous poison in the wisteria sword behind him, and the poisonous fragrance used to deal with Han Rong was enough.

The poison of the level 6 monster is not something that the foundation-building monks can withstand. If they are playing with poison, one hundred Han Rongs can't catch up with half of Bai Yi.

Pa, pa, pa.

Wang Jia, who had always watched the excitement, suddenly clapped his hands and praised him: "It turns out that he is a young hero. Even Han Rong is willing to give him a disadvantage in front of you. It's amazing, great. Look at your Taoist robe, you should be from Cangyun Sect. Who are you a true disciple of the disciple, leaving your name. When the spiritual vein disputes, I can take your life."

Just after he finished speaking, Wang Jia suddenly continued, "No need, no need, no need, anyway, you can't live for a few days, it doesn't matter what you call me, I'll call you 'Die One', don't worry, after you there will be two deaths, three deaths, and hundreds of deaths, and no one of your disciples of Cangyun Sect will come out alive. As for you, dying one..."

Wang Jia said, as if he was a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he made up his mind and said, "I'd better give you a special preferential treatment so that you won't be afraid for three days. Tonight, you'll be ready to die."

Wang Jia's words attracted laughter and flattery from the Seven Evil disciples, but unexpectedly, the boy opposite also laughed.

Just when the people from the Seven Evil Sect were wondering why the other party was so happy to know that the death date was still so happy, Bai Yi suddenly said, "Don't bother, I think it's better for you to die now."

clang!

The sound of flying swords leaving the body suddenly exploded on the street. Some experienced passers-by began to retreat behind as soon as they heard the sound. Cultivators from all over the town gathered, and enemies were inevitably met. Even if they were taking action on the street, there were many people there.

Wang Jia was stunned by the other party's laughter when he suddenly saw a little black light coming. He planned to get rid of the other party tonight and was already arrogant enough. He never dreamed that the young man who looked thin and weak actually took action as soon as he said that.

With a scream, Wang Jia tried his best to activate a pale dagger, and barely collapsed Bai Yi's flying sword in front of his throat. This sudden murderous intent scared him to sweat all over his body.
Chapter completed!