The matter of the one-eyed monk was, after all, a trivial matter to Xu Changsheng. It was like reading a page of "Omniscient in the Human World" and turning it over.

But for Hu Zhi, this is far from the case.

"Senior Brother Meng, I found a top-grade Feng Jing!" Hu Zhi said to the handsome monk in front of him, Xinhu.

"Oh? Where?" Meng Jingye raised his eyebrows and asked aloud.

Hu Zhi looked at Zuo Chengyun who was standing next to him.

Meng Jingye slowly shook his head, indicating that this person was trustworthy.

Hu Zhi then said: "I found a high-grade wind spirit in a col on the other side of Xiaochong Mountain. While I was catching it, it was intercepted by a Jinjin realm warrior who suddenly appeared. Not only was he injured

Well, even the top-grade Sylphs were snatched away by him!"

He was originally a middle-grade Feng Jing, but Hu Zhi knew in his heart that if he was really a middle-grade Feng Jing, Meng Jingye would definitely not take it seriously.

as expected.

Meng Jingye was overjoyed when he heard about the high-grade Feng Jing. Yesterday, he got not only white water coins but also scenery from the high-grade Feng Jing.

However, his face darkened, "Who is it? You are so brave, you dare to challenge our Shui Ling Sect in this storm."

In just one sentence, Xu Changsheng's behavior was characterized as provoking the entire sect. Therefore, Meng Jingye went to fight for the interests of the sect, not for the high-grade Feng Jing.

In addition to one's own natural strength.

There are certain reasons why some people can reach high positions at a young age.

Even though Hu Zhi knew Meng Jingye's thoughts, he was still secretly happy. No matter what, his thoughts had been achieved.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, that person is just a wild cultivator from the mountains and rivers, not a disciple of the Immortal Sect." Hu Zhi lowered his head and said.

"This is unreasonable! Since when have wild cultivators dared to bully the disciples of the Immortal Sect? Let's go!"

Hu Zhi quickly led the way, "Come on, brothers, that person is right over here."

…

Xu Changsheng, who is still practicing "Withered", obviously doesn't know that he is being targeted, but for him, what does it matter if he is being targeted?

As long as you have no regrets in what you do.

So when you punch, you must move forward courageously.

Xu Changsheng, who had just swallowed a medicinal herb and was about to continue practicing, suddenly heard a voice, "Brother, that person stole my wind essence here."

Xu Changsheng looked towards the entrance.

Hu Zhizheng led Meng Jingye and Zuo Chengyun in.

As soon as he saw Xu Changsheng, Hu Zhi immediately stared at Xu Changsheng with his only eye, "Senior brother, that's him!"

Xu Changsheng felt that there was one at the peak of mortal transformation, one at the late stage of transformation, and the one-eyed monk in the middle stage of transformation.

Seeing the strong wind behind Xu Changsheng, Meng Jingye and the others were pleasantly surprised. Could there be some secret treasure inside? Otherwise, how could such a strong evil wind come from.

Xu will be solved later

Changsheng, you must go in and find out!

Then Meng Jingye took a look at Xu Changsheng and found that he was indeed not someone he knew, so he would have no scruples about taking action later. As for Xu Changsheng's cultivation at the peak of the Golden Tendon Realm.

In his eyes, it was completely inadequate.

Since you started practicing Taoism, have you killed very few warriors?

Moreover, shouldn’t physical training be used as a living target?

When will physical cultivation be able to stand up and bully Tao cultivation?

"Boy, are you the one who stole my junior brother's wind spirit?" Meng Jingye asked in a deep voice.

Xu Changsheng shook his head.

"It was because he was not strong enough and I took action after he escaped."

Upon hearing this, Hu Zhi immediately roared: "You fart, it was obviously you who saw the wind spirit and had evil intentions, hurt me and robbed the wind spirit!"

Xu Changsheng didn't explain any more.

They are all in the same group, there is nothing to explain.

And no matter how they explain themselves, will they still listen to the excuse of an outsider and deny their fellow disciples?

Obviously it's impossible.

"Since there is nothing to explain, just hand over the wind spirit obediently."

Xu Changsheng still shook his head.

Meng Jingye wanted to say something else, but Xu Changsheng interrupted him, "Stop being pretentious. If you want to take it, then go for it. If you win, I will give it to you."

Although he is not in peak condition now, he was even scratched by the strong wind and has scars all over his body.

But when Chief Ran taught him martial arts, he also told him that as a physical practitioner, he must have the awareness of physical training.

What is the awareness of physical cultivation?

First, he is looked down upon by other monks.

Second, it is to be able to maintain peak condition at all times.

As long as you are still full of energy, then whenever you punch, it must be the strongest punch, and every punch must be as strong as the last punch.

So in their lineage, there is a saying.

The stronger punch is always the next one.

The strongest punch is always the last punch before death.

Meng Jingye laughed ferociously, "Yes! Two junior brothers, come together!"

For him, there is no such thing as a gentleman's morality, and there is no such thing as fighting alone. If three people can win together, why should he go alone?

Xu Changsheng's heart was like the surface of a lake, without any ripples. He stepped back with his right foot and started his hand motionless as a mountain.

With this first punch, he was ready to test the opponent's strength.

Meng Jingye stretched out his hand and planted a dark blue Dharma flag between the two of them. He pinched the Dharma in his hand, and a large amount of mist instantly poured out from the Dharma flag, covering an area of ​​ten feet in radius.

To their Taoist cultivators, there is no difference between the presence and absence of this fog. They will naturally know it once their spiritual consciousness is swept away.

But for ordinary physical practitioners, this fog is like a heavenly barrier.

Xu Changsheng's heart tightened, this Taoist cultivator is troublesome!

Then he started using his pupil technique, and the brilliance in his eyes was restrained.

"scare"

Xu Changsheng quickly dodged to the side, and several water arrows passed by and hit the stone wall behind him, causing a large number of rocks to collapse.

"You can hide pretty quickly." Meng Jingye's voice came from the mist.

At this time, Hu Zhi and Zuo Chengyun finally finished using their magic, and a magic whip was waved in the air.

A curtain of water also rose between the two.

One attack and one defense.

Airtight.

Xu Changsheng also knew that they could not occupy the home court like this, so he used force on his feet and ran out.

He got straight to the point and shattered the water curtain.

The whip filled with water magic also struck Xu Changsheng, leaving a deep scar visible to the bone.

Xu Changsheng's jaw tightened and his strength continued unabated.

A martial artist fights for his heart and soul.

Even Meng Jingye didn't expect Xu Changsheng to be so fast, let alone the two of them.

It was clearly in front of our eyes in the blink of an eye.

He got straight to the point and pointed directly at Meng Jingye's face.

"Shua"

Meng Jingye quickly crushed a talisman and transformed a spiritual energy shield between the two of them.

Xu Changsheng smiled at him.

Just when he was wondering, Xu Changsheng suddenly turned around and rushed towards Hu Zhi who was retreating crazily.

Hu Zhi was horrified and sent a message from Dixin Lake frantically: "Senior Brother Meng, save me!!! Save me quickly!"

The point under Meng Jingye's feet turned into a wisp of smoke and chased Xu Changsheng.

No matter how fast he was, he was still not as fast as Xu Changsheng, who was well prepared.

After all, Xu Changsheng had no intention of fighting with Meng Jingye from the beginning. No matter what, he was a serious peak metamorphosis person and was born in an orthodox immortal sect. Even if he could win, it would take a lot of time.

If we have this time, we might as well deal with the white-eyed wolf Hu Zhi first, so that we can scare them.

Secondly, Xu Changsheng was indeed very angry. He saved him with good intentions, but he repaid him with kindness.

With just one punch, Xu Changsheng shattered Hu Zhi's head and blood splattered everywhere.

The fist on his body shook and all the blood stains were scattered.

With his eyes as vast as stars, Xu Changsheng looked back at Meng Jingye who was falling behind him, suppressing the discomfort in his heart and grinning.

"how?"

Although Meng Jingye was shocked, he was not timid at all. In any case, his status as a direct disciple of the Shuiling Sect Patriarch Hall was achieved through hard work.

"A bit capable, but still not good enough." Meng Jingye also grinned.

Then he fell back and fell back into the mist, leaving behind a sentence.
Chapter completed!