Chapter 165: First Test of Barbarian Beard

Qing Yi Jushi stared at Wan Tianming and the other two with his cloudy eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He then looked at the Tear Demon and Madam Wen and said, "Brother Man hasn't arrived yet, so I don't know if he will come. My demon sect is very weak in Xutian Palace, so how about the three of us joining forces?"

Not only did Wan Tianming put pressure on him, but Qi Yuan next to him was also a time bomb.

"I have no objection to this matter." The Tear Demon agreed happily.

Madam Wen frowned and thought for a moment, then said in a cold voice: "If Man Huzi doesn't come, this lady can agree. If he arrives on time, the three of you can come together, and I will automatically withdraw at that time."

Wan Tianming is here, which means he is heading straight for the inner hall. Both of them are in a very dangerous situation, so there is no need for them to die.

"Good good!"

Mr. Qing Yi said with a smile, his tense expression relaxed a lot.

Although there is no mid-Nascent Soul cultivator among the three of them, Madam Wen's Luanfeng Sword Technique and the Tear Demon's Tear Mark Sword Technique both focus on the sharp sword techniques and their strengths are extraordinary.

If they join forces, they are not too afraid of Wan Tianming and the other two.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from outside the passage, and the entire hall began to tremble slightly.

As the sound of vibrations came closer and closer, an unusually tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.

A strange man with curly yellow beard and wearing a blue robe suddenly walked in.

But every time he took a step, the whole hall would shake, as if this person weighed more than ten thousand pounds, which was truly horrifying.

Moreover, his body shape was clearly that of someone who had over-exercised, with very big muscles, and he looked like a giant.

Standing there can block out a large area of ​​light.

A man of the devil's way, in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, with a wild beard.

The Demonic Art of Supporting the Sky that he practiced was known as the best defensive magic skill in the Chaos Star Sea. Even cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage would have a headache when facing it.

Man Huzi's spiritual sense was observing a group of cultivators as if no one was around. When he saw Wan Tianming, he smiled knowingly. The next moment, he realized the cultivation level of Qi Yuan and the other two, and his face became gloomy.

Aren’t there too many Nascent Soul cultivators participating from Xutian Palace this time?
It would be fine if they were just a group of old acquaintances, but Qi Yuan and the other two were the unexpected situation.

Which side do they belong to?
When Mr. Qing Yi saw Man Huzi coming, he immediately floated down and landed on the ground, saying happily: "Brother Man, you are here, please take a seat."

Thank goodness the big guy is here.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Yi, please wait a moment. Wan Tianming, these three Daoists look very unfamiliar to me. Are you from the righteous path?"

The barbarian bearded man's voice was as deafening as a bell.

The shock made the monks' heads buzz.

Wan Tianming removed the ban, first glanced at Qi Yuan, and then said to Man Huzi: "You guessed wrong, Man Huzi. It's the first time I've seen those three Taoist friends. When I first arrived, I thought they were from your Demonic Path."

When Man Huzi heard this, his thoughts started turning quickly. If it wasn't the righteous or evil paths, then the remaining ones would be the independent cultivators and the people from the Star Palace.

Which of the independent cultivators who can reach the Nascent Soul stage did not fight their way out? There is no way they have not met each other.

Only someone with the strength of Xinggong is qualified to train in secret.

Qi Yuan sat firmly on the jade pillar, keeping his eyes closed and resting. He did not respond to the conversation between Man Huzi and Wan Tianming.

Let them guess.

Qi Yuan didn't move, and Nangong Wan, whose heart was fixed on her lover, also stood still like a mountain.

Hongfu thought that the rebel had grown up, he knew what was going on, and so he kept his troops in place.

When Man Huzi and Wan Tianming saw Qi Yuan and his two companions, they completely ignored them. Having been in high positions for so long, when had they ever been treated coldly by others?
Even cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage did not dare to look down on them.

Wan Tianming smiled coldly, waved his wide sleeves, and sat down again.

Man Huzi laughed strangely, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He had not been treated like this for a long time, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

After actually entering the Xutian Palace, he must find an opportunity to deal with Qi Yuan.

The bearded man signaled Mr. Qing Yi to return to his original position. He raised his head and looked around, then suddenly flew towards a jade pillar.

Coincidentally, this pillar was the one where Han Li was waiting.

Han Li's face changed when he saw it!
"Go away, I own this place." As soon as the giant man with a beard stood firm on the pillar, he immediately stared at Han Li with cold eyes and said coldly.

The momentum of the Nascent Soul Stage, like a mountain, pressed down on Han Li without any courtesy, and did not take him seriously at all. Han Li's expression suddenly became ugly, as if covered with a layer of frost, and his hands in his long sleeves could not help but clenched together tightly.

He resisted the urge to attack, suppressed the impulse to jump off the jade pillar, and secretly sent a message to Senior Brother Qi.

Han Li definitely didn't want to swallow this bitter pill after jumping out of the jade pillar in disgrace in front of everyone.

Being isolated and helpless, besides...

"What? You want me to take action before you go down?" Man Huzi's eyes gradually turned cold and he said with a stern face.

If Han Li didn't jump for a second, it would be a challenge to his prestige. The other cultivators stared at him as if they were watching a show.

Qi Yuan received the request to take action, and he mercilessly slaughtered Han Li's spiritual medicine. His gentle eyes suddenly opened and he said, "He is my junior brother, you can find someone else."

When these words were spoken, all the cultivators present were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed.

Wan Tianming's face immediately showed more interest.

Tian Wuzi and the thin and dark old farmer smiled at each other.

The three righteous people were very happy to be able to consume the evil forces and Qi Yuan, who came from unknown origins, in advance.

The figure of the Tear Demon immediately flew down and stood beside Barbarian Beard. It would be a good thing if he had a chance to kill Qi Yuan as soon as possible and complete the mission of the Holy Lord.

Mrs. Wen's eyes moved slightly as she thought, and her figure moved, but then she settled down again.

Mr. Qing Yi hesitated for a while, and finally flew down and stood beside Man Hu Zi.

Barbarian Beard's face darkened. He would not let the righteous path's intention come true. He held back the Tear Demon and Qing Yi Jushi with his big hand, and locked his eyes with Qi Yuan, saying sarcastically:

"It's wishful thinking to think you can be respected just by saying one sentence. If you can take three of my moves, I won't pursue the matter any further."

The figure of Man Huzi flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Qi Yuan. His broad palm turned into a fist with red-gold color wrapped around it. The fist blew fiercely, and contained extremely terrifying magic power.

Even Wan Tianming looked a little more serious when he saw it, as it was obviously not a punch that an ordinary Yuanying in the early stage could take.

"Well done!"

Although Qi Yuan had never practiced any physical training, he could rely on the mysterious white mist to nourish his body and increase his hardness...

The right hand came out of the sleeve swiftly, condensing the same colorful magic power, flowing around the body, and punched forward.

Is there anyone who wants to go head-on with Tuotian Magic?
Man Huzi grinned, and it was obvious at first glance that the ignorant wild cultivator had never experienced the power of his Totian Magic Skill.

Seeing Qi Yuan's reckless behavior, Wan Tianming shook his head and smiled contemptuously. He had heard about the power of Tuotian Magic Skill. If he were to face the barbarian bearded man in person, he would never dare to be so careless.

Looking back, my previous attitude of taking Qi Yuan seriously was really ridiculous.

boom!
A wave of magical power that shocks the mind and spirit strikes everyone's heart.

What, it was blocked?
After being stunned, Man Huzi threw another punch unwillingly. This punch used 50% of his strength. The black and red-gold colors merged together, and the wind from the fist made a strange sound.

Qi Yuan's face was solemn. Feeling the pressure coming, he suddenly raised a small part of the magic power in his dantian and punched again. The magic power rubbed against the void, causing a crackling sound.

boom!
Nangong Wan and Hong Fu saw that the situation was not good, and flew away from the jade pillar in time, marveling at Qi Yuan's strength.

After hedging.

Man Huzi took three steps back before he could stabilize his body.

In contrast, Qi Yuan's steps were firmly rooted on the jade pillar, not moving at all.

Is this kid so amazing?

Wan Tianming looked down on the smile and froze in an instant. Thinking back to his previous thoughts, it felt like a boomerang that had been shot out and flew back, hitting his heart hard.

After two probing punches, the opponent took them easily. If he continued to fight, he would expose more of his strength and consume a lot of physical energy.

That would be completely thankless for subsequent actions.

Man Huzi snorted coldly and said, "I admit that my friend has such a tough body. I look forward to the opportunity to fight you later."

"Okay, okay. I am also waiting for you to come."

Qi Yuan smiled and said with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)