As soon as the old shopkeeper said that, the entire first floor of Wangdan Building was in a state of alert. Five foundation-building monks who were originally handling affairs behind the counter instantly took out their weapons and quickly moved closer to the old shopkeeper's counter. The other monks in the Qi Refining Stage also drew their weapons, standing there, waiting for the battle.

Dozens of customers who were trading in Wangdan Building and waiting for the transaction retreated aside in confusion, and some even whispered: "What's going on? Can anyone dare to act wildly in Wangdan Building?"

When Nie Wushuang saw this posture, his face looked nervous, but he was happy. What he wanted was this chaotic situation.

The old shopkeeper stood in the counter, holding a long silver hook in his hand, shouting loudly to the lobby: "Wangdan Building will be closed today. Those who want to trade elixirs, please come again tomorrow."

Although most of the people who came to trade were cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, everyone looked at Nie Wushuang's cultivation level, and although his cultivation level was not high, all the customers who came to buy and sell pills were all confused and slowly gathered on the left side, watching with different faces.

Nie Wushuang sneered. Before he could speak, the old shopkeeper behind the wooden fence suddenly rose up. He stumbled the silver hook in his hand, smashing the wooden fence in front of him countless times. The silver hook pierced at Nie Wushuang.

While the old shopkeeper was taking action, three foundation-building cultivators around him took action at the same time. The three of them each held different weapons and pierced the wooden fence in front of them, attacking Nie Wushuang from three directions.

Nie Wushuang flashed in his hand, and the Demon-Subduing Sword grabbed it in his hand, pulled it up in place, cut it out with a knife, and huge spiritual power gushed out. His sword was not directed at anyone, but at the counter in front of him.

The more chaotic the situation, the better.

Nie Wushuang's ninth-level cultivation level was slashed with one sword, and he slashed on the counter. There was only a sensation of sound. The counter was suddenly in a mess, with countless bottles of medicine and herbs being slashed everywhere. The counter was also cut in half by Nie Wushuang's sword and collapsed with a bang.

After the old shopkeeper and several foundation-building monks around him felt that Nie Wushuang had exploded with the ninth level of foundation-building, he stopped his movements and retreated at the same time. His eyes revealed a look of total disbelief.

The customers who came to trade elixirs had not yet left. At this time, they all almost fell off when they looked at Nie Wushuang's actions. Some even exclaimed: "So bold, I dare to make trouble in Wangdan Tower."

Nie Wushuang pointed at the old shopkeeper's sword and said, "Continue." As he said that, he jumped and slashed out again at the counter on the other side.

Nie Wushuang, who has experienced the sect competition, is not the first brother who fought at the time, and he also knows how to seize the opportunity.

The counter on the other side was once again slashed by Nie Wushuang.

"Who? How dare I come to my Wangdan Tower to cause trouble?"

Mo Ruhui's voice came, and at the same time, the power of the elixir came and the pressure came.

As the pressure came, a huge wave of spiritual energy was about to hit Nie Wushuang in the air, a white light suddenly flashed at the door, and Mo Ruhui's spiritual power of the elixir was swept by the white light and disappeared in an instant.

"Who?" Mo Ruhui was standing at the entrance of the stairs from the second floor at this time, with a solemn look on his face, looking up at the entrance of the Wangdan Tower. Li Youqian, who was standing beside him, also looked at the entrance of the Wangdan Tower with confusion.

Suddenly, a masked man in black furrowed in at the entrance of the Dan Tower flashed in. The man was wearing a pill cultivation level. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, everyone in the Pill Tower was stunned. Before everyone could recover from his senses, one black furrowed mermaid after another at the door entered one after another. Everyone was stunned in the lobby on the first floor of the Dan Tower, because all of these black furrowed masked men had pill cultivation level.

With the incoming of these black-clothed masked pill monks, Nie Wushuang was waiting for this moment. Judging from the situation of the magic weapon shop, these people had too much overwhelming advantages in cultivation, so he had to find non-cultural ways to cause trouble and maximize the effect.

Mo Ruhui and Li Youqian were surprised when they saw these people joining in, and they were all masters of Dan.

A group of black-clothed masked monks, no one spoke, and filled the first floor of Wangdan Tower.

When everyone in Wangdan Tower was shocked, Nie Wushuang sneered: "What's wrong? Don't protect the Dharma? Don't you welcome me on Wangdan Tower? I didn't know which bastard was, and I betrayed me." Nie Wushuang said, pointing his hand behind him and said: "Did you see it? Today I brought so many followers, just to settle the score with you Wangdan Tower..."

When the men in black behind him heard this, most of them were immediately angry, murderous intent rolled out, and their finger joints clattered.

Of course, Nie Wushuang did it on purpose. At this time, he had to choose the most ugly words.

But the reaction of these Dan-Jian cultivators did not scare Nie Wushuang, but it scared the others in the Wangdan Tower.

That sound, that murderous aura, that posture...

Two or three hundred monks of the Dan Ke were angry, and they were filled with anger, giving people the feeling of demolishing the Wangdan Tower.

Mo Ruhui was frightened.

When it comes to kneading pills, Mo Ruhui has also kneaded pills for many years. Over the years, he has never seen so many kneading pill monks gather together. The key is that the anger emitted by so many kneading pill monks is almost bursting into Wangdan Tower.

Nie Wushuang was very satisfied with the effect, although he knew it was all the anger of these people.

But it doesn't matter. Who told you not to speak? Nie Wushuang is sure that there must be people from Wangdanlou here, but at this time, whoever stands up and speaks will mean that who admits that he is from Wangdanlou, just like Cao Ningyan.

The sect’s strict orders are not a joke.

The previous fights were all appetizers, and at this time, the meat show was coming.

I saw Nie Wushuang walking towards Mo Ruhui with a smirk.

Mo Ruhui was working hard to communicate upward. At the entrance of the Nine Hall of the Dan Tower, Mo Ruhui was just one of the eighth-ranked second-grade Dan Hall guardians. Not to mention the level is too low, the key is that he made a mistake in the past. Otherwise, with Mo Ruhui's cultivation level of the third level of Dan, he should be among the men in black this time.

Although he was not qualified to communicate directly with Zhuge Yunmi, Mo Ruhui still risked being punished and notified Zhuge's owner through the voice transmission jade slip.

Unfortunately, Zhuge Yunmi ignored him.

What's even more unfortunate is that the Jiedan elites who have not been in seclusion in Wangdan Tower should now be wearing black clothes and covering their faces, standing behind Nie Wushuang. Even if there is any movement in the voice transmission jade slip in their pocket, who dares to break the voice transmission jade slip?

Therefore, Mo Ruhui used several jade slips for voice transmission, all of which were sunk to the sea.

Nie Wushuang got closer and closer, and his face was almost pressed against Mo Ruhui's face.

Nie Wushuang snorted coldly in his breath, "Mo Ruhui, when you betrayed me, did you think that there would be today? I brought two or three hundred little brothers here today, just to smash the venue. Now I will give you a chance to call people. Hurry up, I am not afraid that you will call more people today, the more people, the better, and the happier I will be. It is best to call Zhuge Yunmi to me."

Nie Wushuang figured it out. If these old Nascent Soul ghosts were to come and arrest him, they would have come long ago and would not have waited until now. They were afraid that they would also restrain each other. Since that is the case, they would be very fussy.

Mo Ruhui thought Nie Wushuang knew that he had used the voice transmission jade slip, so he didn't dare to say anything. His face turned red. He was indeed afraid that so many monks of Jiedan would take action together and demolish the Wangdan Tower.

Nie Wushuang said again: "Mo Ruhui, Mo Ruhui, weren't you very awesome just now? The pressure of the elixir! Oh, I really haven't seen it before. Do you want to use it again?"

Mo Ruhui was feeling uncomfortable, painful, and tormented...

Nie Wushuang suddenly said to Li Youqian standing next to him: "Hello, Li Dazhuan..."

Li Youqian was flushed with his face and stuttered a little: "Hello..." Hucheng Wangdan Tower was demolished, and Li Youqian was the first to be whipped to death by the whip on his head.

Nie Wushuang said: "Looking at you are still alive, am I a little unhappy?"

Li Youqian suddenly stretched out his right hand, slapped his face, slapped his left and right, and shouted in a crying voice: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die..."

In the group of blacks, there were several men in black who wanted to do it.

Nie Wushuang is too much, so he doesn't bully people like this.

But they were all stopped by their own people or others around them.

Nie Wushuang suddenly said, "In this way, I won't make things difficult for you today. You hope everyone present in Danlou will come over."

Starting from Mo Ruhui and Li Youqian, to the guy below, he stood in front of Nie Wushuang, and moved extremely quickly.

The angry in the crowd in black was even more intense.

Nie Wushuang thought to himself: "I'll see if you keep it in. As long as you are from Wangdan Tower, I see when you can keep it in."

"Stand up, stand up straight, fuck, Zhuge Yunmi hasn't taught you how to stand up straight?" Nie Wushuang cursed angrily.

The faces of a group of people were extremely hard to see. Mo Ruhui's mouth twitched even more. Nie Wushuang even felt Mo Ruhui's spiritual power surge, but in the end he took it back.

In the end, no one of the people in Wangdan Tower dared to act rashly. Hundreds of monks who had kids started to take action, but they were afraid that the entire Hucheng would be razed to the ground, let alone his small Wangdan Tower.

Someone in the black crowd finally couldn't help it, and two black shadows flew up.

Unfortunately, more than a dozen black shadows pressed the two of them back to their original position and stood there.

Nie Wushuang turned around and said to the men in black: "What's the hurry? Have I called you to do it?"

Someone in the man in black seemed to want to shout, but when his throat moved, the people around him pressed back with their spiritual power.

"Everyone stands up, I'll let you do it again." Nie Wushuang shouted to the man in black. In that posture, he really treated these gangs of Jiedan monks as his slaves.

"You Wangdanlou is too fucking soft, hurry up and hit me! If you Wangdanlou doesn't come to hit me, how could others beat you? Only when you fight will I have hope of running away." Nie Wushuang shouted in his heart.

However, he underestimated the patience of these black-clothed masked monks. It can be said that no one of the elites could survive until today. What does it mean to be calm for a while and blood flows into a river.

They will never be ruthless when they should be killed. When you should be patient, even if you kick his egg, he will endure it and not shout the pain.

Nie Wushuang looked at the black monks and didn't respond, and shouted to Mo Ruhui and his group of people in front of him, "Kneel down for me!"

The customers standing in Wangdan Tower were all so scared that their faces turned pale.

And Mo Ruhui and his group were even more trembling, some were frightened, and some were angry. No one knelt down. If you kneel down, should you still open the Dan Tower in Hucheng in the future?

Nie Wushuang shouted, "What? I don't understand what I am talking about."

At this time, a voice finally came from the crowd in black: "Don't go too far." The sound changed and it was erratic.

Nie Wushuang glanced at the twenty-two people standing in front of him, and finally his eyes were fixed on Mo Ruhui, who was three steps away from him, and shouted angrily: "Did you hear it? Tell you not to go too far! I'll call you to kneel down, but you dare not kneel down? Do you want me, the entourage, to come up and do it?"

In Wangdan Tower, the anger value has almost reached its peak.

Nie Wushuang cursed and felt relieved, thinking about how he did it too much. During this period, he was tormented by these old Nascent Soul ghosts: "Don't you have a jade slip for the transmission of messages? Come on, call Zhuge Yunmio, let me see how he educates the disciples below the building, and what kind of education they have become? It depends on the behavior of you two. Zhuge Yunmio still wants to be my senior brother? He thinks he has a big face? Is he worthy? Zhuge Villageman!"
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