Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 172

"Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" The middle-aged monk hurriedly opened his mouth and drank, already knowing that the old man's cultivation level in front of him must not be low. If he let his second brother continue to speak and annoy the old man, I am afraid that all of them will leave No, but since his second brother said something, he had no choice but to save it with all his strength.

Hearing his elder brother stop him, the bearded man looked ugly, but he stopped talking when he saw his elder brother's expression.

Glancing fiercely at the bearded man, the middle-aged monk quickly apologized to Yang Qingyan and said with a smile: "What happened just now was just a joke from the younger generation's friend, fellow daoist, please don't take it seriously."

Hearing this, Yang Qingyan sneered and said, "Are you kidding me? Hehe, Ming people don't talk dark words. Since you want to rob me today, then leave something for me to make amends and leave, otherwise none of you will want to leave today.

Seeing Yang Qingyan say these words so calmly, the faces of the middle-aged monk and the short young man changed drastically, but the bearded man's expression became angry, and he said, "Okay! Go and grab your old man's things, but you actually snatched it from me, old man, die!"

After all, the big man flipped his hands, and a large diamond ax appeared in his hand. He swung the diamond ax around, and the big man directly threw the ax at Yang Qingyan's face.

Seeing the giant ax with a thousand gold weight flying towards her, Yang Qing's face turned cold, she spread her right hand, and a ray of light blue starlight appeared, dyeing her entire palm light blue.

Standing up with the palm of his hand, he slapped lightly on the giant diamond ax flying over.With a bang, the blue light flashed, and the giant diamond ax flew back towards the bearded man at an even faster speed.

The bearded man obviously didn't expect that his invincible giant ax would be hit back, he was a little dazed immediately, and at the same time he forgot that the huge ax was hitting his head again, just when he realized, The ax was already very close to his head, there was no time for him to defend it.

Just when the big man showed fear and despair, a small crystal clear white jade shield stood in front of the big man, shielding the huge vajra axe aside.

The big man lost his life, and hurriedly turned his head to see who saved him. It turned out that it was the middle-aged monk who looked at him in a daze and made the hand.

"Thank you, brother!" The bearded man said gratefully to the middle-aged monk.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged monk sighed softly and waved his hands without speaking.

Yang Qingyan on the other side saw this scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes, he made a tactic with one hand, and returned to the appearance of the white-clothed boy before, took out the icing dagger from the storage bag and waved lightly: "In this case, you three Let's go together!"

Seeing Yang Qingyan transform from a gray-haired old man into a dead sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in white, the middle-aged monk became more and more sure that Yang Qingyan's cultivation level was definitely higher than theirs, but so what if he knew.

After playing a trick on the bearded man and the short young man, the middle-aged monk said, "Fellow Daoist, please."

After all, the middle-aged monk slapped the storage bag, and two semicircular scimitars appeared in his hands.

Clenching both hands, he held the two scimitars, swung his arms heavily at Yang Qingyan, and two crimson blade lights struck at Yang Qingyan.

A blue light flashed in Yang Qingyan's eyes, and the blue light flickered under his feet, turning into a blue afterimage that instantly avoided the two blade lights.

After dodging, Yang Qingyan swiped his backhand, blue light flashed, and a blue light blade several feet long struck towards the middle-aged monk with a trace of cold air.

The middle-aged monk's expression changed when he saw the blue light blade approaching him. He didn't expect that this boy, despite his young age, was so powerful in fighting methods.

Holding the scimitar in both hands and slashing continuously, more than a dozen crescent moon blade lights struck at Yang Qingyan from different directions with a mournful howl, and then the middle-aged monk hit the blue light blade approaching him with his backhand.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the blue light flickered, and the middle-aged monk was directly sent flying by this blue light. It took four or five steps to dispel the fierce impact.

Looking at his hands, he found that the middle-aged monk's hands were completely frozen in them. The middle-aged monk was horrified, and quickly exercised his mana.

Click!With a flash of red light, the ice cubes on his hands shattered in response. Although the ice cubes were shattered, his hands were still shaking at this moment, and he couldn't even hold the two crescent knives.

This scene not only chilled the heart of the middle-aged monk, even his second and third younger brothers couldn't help but change their expressions drastically.

"Big brother!" The short and wretched young man shouted, and then he flipped one hand and took out a silver curved bow. Its size is actually the same as that of Lingshi.

After taking out the bent bow, the short young man took out a fire spirit stone and embedded it in the groove, then pulled the bowstring, a red light flashed on the spirit stone, and an arrow composed of fire spirit energy appeared out of thin air.

Point the scissors at Yang Qingyan, and as soon as he let go, the fiery red arrow turned into a red light, and shot towards Yang Qingyan with its long flame tail.

On the other side, when Yang Qingyan saw the sword light coming, he waved the frosty dagger in his hand again and again, and bursts of blue ice mist spread from the dagger, spreading around Yang Qingyan. Those red sword lights that came into contact with the ice mist were all wiped The ice fog froze, and unexpectedly shattered into countless powders out of thin air.

Just after finishing these sword lights, a sharp red light attacked her face.

Turning his eyes, he waved the Ningshuang dagger in his hand, and a blue light blade rushed towards the red arrow.

boom!The blade light and the arrow slammed together, but something unexpected happened. Although the blade light hit the arrow, it only dimmed the arrow. It couldn't crush the arrow at all. Instead, the light blade from Ningshuang's dagger was shattered by the arrow.

Seeing that the arrow was about to hit him, Yang Qingyan's face froze, and he opened his mouth slightly, a light blue invisible sound wave came out from Yang Qingyan's mouth, approaching the red arrow straight.

With a bang, the arrow that could destroy Ningshuang's dagger was directly shattered by Yang Qingyan's sound wave.

On the other side, the middle-aged monks and the short young men who had just recovered could not help but change their expressions when they saw the scene where the arrow was broken.

Although Yang Qingyan was amazed by the power of this little bow, they were not surprised, especially the middle-aged monk, whose face became extremely pale. The bow of his third brother was an ancient treasure taken from an ancient cultivator's cave. No matter how he thought about it, he never thought that Yang Qingyan could break this treasure.

In fact, Yang Qingyan was no less surprised than they were. Not to mention that the red arrow pierced the Ningshuang dagger, which is a top-grade magic weapon, it forced her to perform the sonic boom technique in Xuantian Miaoyin Art.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingyan's face darkened, thinking that he couldn't play with them anymore, thinking about it, he turned his palm, and blue starlight appeared instantly, turning Yang Qingyan's palm into a small galaxy.

(End of this chapter)