After leaving Lingming Mountain, Yi Ming did not walk out of the main road of the mountain, but shuttled through the dense forest. Firstly, he could walk closer this way, and secondly, he would not easily run into people and would not get into trouble for no reason.

Yi Ming clearly remembered what he encountered on the way to Dongjun City. If it weren't for his good luck, he would not be able to beat that strange old man in terms of real strength.

Yi Ming was absolutely unwilling to lose his life for no reason, and now he was shuttling through the dense forest, using the "Wuxin Escape" and a dozen other breath-concealing techniques he had just acquired. As long as he was not facing the enemy head-on, he would not get into unnecessary trouble.

Well, as long as we don't face each other head-on...

Face to face...

"So what kind of situation am I in now?" Yi Ming stopped where he was, staring blankly at the situation in front of him, and madly complained about the incongruous environment around him, "Why is there such a piece of open space right here by the river in such a dense forest?"

Because Yi Ming happened to be faced with a situation where several men surrounded a woman...

"Not a man!"

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The leading monk's cheek twitched. He could also see Yi Ming's strength. He was at the eighth level of Qi Refining and had an invisible killing weapon. His two fellow apprentices had all fallen into his trap!

Yi Ming frowned. He didn't want to cause trouble and was ready to retreat immediately. But why were the people in the cultivation world so angry and wanted to silence people no matter what they did?

"You dare to kill Junior Brother Geng, you are seeking death!"

These two cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage, who are also disciples of a famous sect, would have no problem defeating their opponents as long as they joined forces, as long as the opponents were not cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

"You're looking for death!"

Isn't it just highway robbery? Isn't it just robbing women? Isn't it just robbing money and raping women? It's not a big deal. You should know that even in ancient China, if someone who happened to pass by was yelled at by you, as long as he turned around and walked away obediently, he would not cause any trouble.

"I'm so fucking..."

"Nonsense, what did you say?"

"impossible!"

"Whirlwind Talisman!"

Yi Ming's eyes flashed. He had seen this kind of talisman in the shops in Hongyuan City. It was a top-grade yellow-level defensive talisman, and the price was not cheap at all.

The four monks who were still surrounding the young woman were instantly furious, and the monk in the lead was furious. If he hadn't been staring at the female monk, Yi Ming estimated that he would have pounced on him.

"What?"

Several angry monks hadn't reacted yet, but the female monk surrounded by them smiled coldly, "You just shouted to kill him, but you didn't say who you told it to."

"Don't worry, I have the Thousand Snake Pearls to protect me. He can't hurt me."

Yi Ming showed a sincere smile, as if he had really obeyed the orders of the leading monk and killed his two junior brothers.

Yi Ming sneered, and the seal of his left hand covered in his sleeve changed. The smug monk was shocked, and two lines of blood spurted out of his eyes. He himself died and fell to the ground with a bang.

You are allowed to kill me for no reason, and I am not allowed to make you angry?

Before the leader could say anything, the monk who had just used the whirlwind talisman to escape danger screamed again, and fell to the ground again after just sitting up halfway. However, this time he could not get up again.

"This is a plot-killing move!"

Although he complained in his heart, Yi Ming had no expression on his face. He retreated into the woods while waving his hands and said, "Go on, you guys go on, just pretend I don't exist, I'm just passing by."

I'm so sensible. I was ready to retreat before you said anything. Instead of praising me for being a good cultivator, you actually wanted to kill me too? Isn't that too tactless? Too overbearing? Isn't it time to teach you a lesson? Show you a lesson, so that you know that there is a price to pay for making trouble?

“Crack!”

Just like what Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu said, I'm not referring to anyone, I'm referring to everyone sitting here...

"waste!"

"you!"

Even if I kill you later, I want you to be filled with resentment before you die, otherwise I will also be unhappy.

"Now what? Who else to kill?"

I don’t know if what he was shouting was that Yi Ming couldn’t be that powerful, or that his flying sword couldn’t be knocked away?

"middle!"

Yi Ming did it on purpose. Coming from the era of the internet explosion, when it comes to deliberately arguing and being shameless to irritate others, Yi Ming said that no one in this world is his match.

“Nonsense!”

"Brother, be careful!"

As for the two flying forks that he stabbed at Yi Ming, Yi Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed them easily in his hand, "The quality is average, and the refining technique is too rough." The "Nine-Fierce Forging Method" is at least a blue-quality skill. Although he is not good at it in practice, his eyesight has been cultivated. Of course, he can see the omissions in the refining of these two yellow-grade medium-quality flying forks.

The leader shouted coldly, and two cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Refining flashed and surrounded him from the left and right. One of them summoned a flying sword, and the other released two flying forks. They blocked Yi Ming's way with a sneering smile and attacked him on the head.

"Why bother..."

"Hmm?" Yi Ming made a gesture of listening attentively, "So I must have heard it wrong just now, right? You didn't say to kill him, but to kill them. How about it now, are you satisfied?"

"Brothers, we should be reasonable. You can't go back on your words so quickly, right?" Yi Ming looked helpless, shrugged his shoulders, and raised his hands, "Weren't you the ones who asked me to kill him just now?"

"cut!"

"How brave!"

The sword light was rolled up by the whirlwind talisman, and most of the sword energy was dissipated. Although some sword energy still hit the monk in the end, it was blocked by his body-protecting true qi and he was not injured.

"You guys hold Wan Qingying back first, I'll go kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"ah!"

The cultivator on the other side controlled the flying fork and attacked three feet in front of Yi Ming, and it was about to penetrate his chest.

With a movement of his sword finger, a flying sword instantly flew out from the magic weapon bag on his waist, with the sword light trailing for several feet, flickering in and out, as powerful as prison, like a god or a demon, with its momentum changing unpredictably and its sharpness advancing by leaps and bounds. Along the way, he was unstoppable, and the sword energy filled the void. A few wisps of sword energy rolled up and swept away the flying sword that was stabbing towards Yi Ming on the road, but the flying sword body of Yi Ming stabbed in front of the cultivator without any hindrance.

The leading monk took a step back and left the battle circle, letting the other three continue to surround the female monk in the center. He then walked slowly towards Yi Ming, "Do you know who we are?"

Yi Ming blinked and guessed very sincerely, "Beggars? Are you asking this girl for lunch?"

"Puchi!" The young female cultivator who was surrounded in the center couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're looking for death! How can the Second Immortal Sect tolerate your blasphemous words?"

(End of this chapter)