Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 109

Looking at the spirit stones and magic treasures on the dialect, the boss of Jiuchonglou breathed a sigh of relief. With these hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, his losses will be greatly reduced. Although he still has to pay hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, he is already very Satisfied.

"Boss, that monk just now seems to have come with Jin Lingzi's apprentice."

"Jin Lingzi? I understand, don't worry about him, just put these things in the warehouse, and shoot them in Linglong Pavilion next month."

"Yes."

Dialect naturally didn't know that his own things had been regarded as his own by others and were about to be auctioned off.

By the time Dialect came to Doufatai, it was already crowded with people. Almost all the people who stayed in Guiyun Town had gathered here. It was so dark that there were no fewer than [-] people.

The people who come here are not here to watch the fighting skills, most of them are to see the monks of Xudan. For the casual cultivators in Guiyun Town, the realm of Xudan is a distant dream, and they have never seen this kind of cultivation. People in the realm, let alone seeing shots, the guardian of Guiyun Town, cultivator Tianfeng, is rarely seen, and the occasional two shots are also unknown.

If it weren't for this young man, Dialect would not have been able to get close to the fighting stage at all. Only relying on a golden token that the young man took out, the two were able to pass through the dense crowd and come to the fighting stage.

Fang Yan didn't go on stage immediately, but sat down in the audience, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for the decisive moment to come, and ignored the debates of the people around him about this fighting method, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Next, Cultivator Yan will challenge Cultivator Poison."

A loud voice came from the stage, and everyone looked up the stage one after another, but only saw a monk standing on the stage. There is no one who can stay in Guiyun Town who is not a smart and ruthless master.The buzzing discussion paused for a while, and then sounded again, seeming to be louder.

"This is the Xudan cultivator Du Luo."

"I've heard of him, the Great Elder of Hundred Poisons Valley, he is very powerful in poisoning."

"I heard that the Hundred Poisons Valley is somewhat related to the Wan Poison Sect, and the exercises they practice are similar."

"What's the connection? It's basically a family. The Hundred Poisons Valley is a stronghold for the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect to cultivate poisonous insects. This Poison Luo cultivator is in charge of the Hundred Poisons Valley. Presumably, his status in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is not low."

"I don't know why the monk in the early stage of foundation establishment thought of challenging him, why he hasn't arrived yet, maybe he was scared away."

While everyone was talking, a few people saw a young man who was practicing with his eyes closed stood up and walked slowly towards the fighting platform.

"Fellow Daoist, don't go up." Someone kindly reminded.

Fang Yan turned around and smiled at him: "Thank you for reminding me, but if I don't go up, what are you looking at?"

Hearing Fang Yan's words, a few people couldn't react. It wasn't until Fang Yan walked up the steps to the fighting stage that one person understood: "Is he the life-threatening challenger?"

"It looks young and doesn't look like a fool. How could he do such a thing?"

"If it weren't for him, how could we make a small fortune. This time I have put my family property down to the Jiuchonglou, and I will wait for the end of the fight to get my profit."

"He seems to have only one layer of foundation building."

The people's turbulent discussions didn't affect the dialect at all, and the dialect stepped onto the fighting stage step by step.

It stands to reason that there should be no sneak attacks in this fighting style. After all, in front of tens of thousands of people, a Void Core cultivator is already somewhat unjustifiable against the previous Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

However, the dialect still sacrificed the magic weapon for protection early. The silkworm spirit silk cover has not had time to repair since it was damaged last time, and the effect of the silkworm spirit silk cover is getting smaller and smaller today. The most commonly used in dialect is the colorful shield, but This is too eye-catching, but the choice of dialect is not Yuxiye, a faint light blocks the dialect.

Seeing that although Dialect had taken some precautions, he walked so calmly, even Du Luo couldn't help admiring him, and his killing intent in his heart was even stronger. If such a young man didn't kill him today, It will become a big problem in the future: "Boy, I planned to go out of Guiyun Town and continue chasing you, but I didn't expect you to really dare to come, so I'm here today."

Dialect glanced at the chairperson, and saw that the young man who brought him over was standing behind a person, talking to a monk sitting on a futon in front of him, that person should be his master Jin Lingzi, and he The person who arranged for this martial arts fight, Fang Yan glanced at Jin Lingzi a few times, not knowing what was going on in his mind, then withdrew his gaze, ready to start the decisive battle of martial arts.

There was a burst of formation fluctuations, and the entire fighting platform was shrouded in a protective formation, which turned out to be the highest-level cyan shield, which was much stronger than the protection strength of Fang Yan when he fought with Qian Feng last time. Because, after all, if monk Xudan accidentally spread his magic to the audience, it may hurt many people.

"Boy, in your next life, you have to be more careful. There are some people you can't afford to offend. Baimei, I will avenge you." While speaking, Du Luo actually pulled out the body of the bald sand eagle from his body, and stood there. On the side, it seemed that he wanted to kill the dialect in front of its corpse.

"Idiot." Dialect muttered something, and rushed out with a whoosh.

The discussion of tens of thousands of people in the audience originally stopped with the launch of the Dou Fa Tai formation, but they couldn't help but rang again when they saw the dialect's movements. Originally, according to most people's estimates, a monk on the first floor of the foundation could only He tried his best to defend and gave up after a while. With Jin Lingzi stationed there, he would never lose his life. Generally, those who fought at the fighting platform in Guiyun Town had no deep hatred. But they didn't act according to their expectations, just started, they rushed to attack Du Luo first, they couldn't help being surprised.

"Ah, he didn't defend and dared to attack first?"

"Could it be that he has some powerful magic weapon in his hand?"

"Hey, a foundation building layer, even if you want to defend it, can you defend it? Why don't you fight it?"

"That's right, even if there is a high-grade protective treasure, it is difficult for the cultivation base of the foundation building level to fully exert its power. Not to mention the Xu Dan, even I can slap him flat with confidence."

"It's better this way, it can be over soon, I still have to go to Lingyuan Valley to hunt monsters, if it wasn't for this fight, I would have gone already."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Jin Lingzi's master and apprentice on the stage were also a little surprised. Jin Lingzi knew Du Luo's strength, and he was a bit higher than himself. It surprised him, but it was a sneak attack after all. Whether it was the bald sand eagle or that attack, the dialect was just the reason why Du Luo despised him. Today, Du Luo did not despise him at all. The death of the bald sand eagle made him His heart was full of hatred, and he wished he could cramp up the dialect. Now that the dialect took the initiative to attack again, how could Du Luo make him succeed in another sneak attack?

Sure enough, Du Luo was not surprised by Dialect's attack at all. Outside the Hundred Poison Valley, Dialect had already sneaked in once, and this time he took the initiative to attack, Du Luo was not surprised at all: "Boy, let you know the difference in realm. What is the use."

A sense of spiritual coercion emanated from Poison Luo's body. With a flip of his hands, a pair of pitch-black hook-shaped magic weapons appeared in Poison Luo's hands. It looked like the tail hooks of two scorpions. They were trained by Poison Luo Ji to form a pair of magic weapons. .

"Dangdang" two times, Fang Yan didn't get close to Pouluo at all, he was stopped by these two hooked magic weapons, and he had two head-on blows with the Yiyun sword in his hand.

"Ah?" Fang Yan felt that he was hit by a huge force, holding the Yiyun Sword tightly in his hand, stabbing under his feet with fire shining, and was actually knocked back dozens of feet.

This is the first time that Fang Yan has really fought head-on with such a high-ranking monk. After one blow, he knows that his body has undergone several transformations. He is strong and his resilience is amazing, but his grasp of power is still the same. It is much inferior to the opponent, and poisonous Luo, poisonous Luo, the opponent's poisonous attack has not yet been launched, and he is so domineering by strength alone, he still needs to work harder.

Poison Luo on the other side was also quite surprised. He knew the power of his blow best. If it was a huge rock, it would be broken into tens of millions of pieces. The opponent was just a foundation-building layer. The little monk didn't say anything easily, except that he retreated several tens of feet after being hit, he didn't even feel uncomfortable at all, and he rushed up again in an instant.

"Boy, I really underestimated you."

(End of this chapter)