Chapter 140: Little Overlord Peng Nai!

Tianlan Holy Land.

Behind the South Peak and the North Peak, there is a hillside that is not very high.

Although the hillside is not high, it is beautiful with clear water and green mountains, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Thrushes and orioles stood in a row on the branches, chirping in sync with the cicadas.

There is a thatched house on the hillside.

An old farmer with white hair and beard, his hair casually tied behind his head with a piece of coarse cloth, and his muscular upper body naked, was holding an axe and splitting some firewood into two halves.

A beautiful Taoist nun wearing a slim-fitting dark blue Taoist robe, with tasseled black hair draped behind her head and holding a whisk, walked towards them step by step.

"Xiaomei, why are you here?"

The white-haired old farmer smiled, put down his axe, drew a bucket of cold water from the well outside the thatched hut, and washed his face.

Mo Yuemei looked at the white-haired old farmer, cupped his hands and said, "Holy Lord, I would like to borrow the Taiyi Essence Stone from you as a carrier."

The white-haired old farmer raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Why? Have you decided to use that secret method to pass on your skills to that kid?"

"Well, it's decided."

Mo Yuemei smiled and nodded.

The white-haired old farmer couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he heard this, and said calmly: "According to our sect's secret investigation, Xiao Ping's identity is questionable, and many of his neighbors in his hometown have been tampered with. Even so, are you still determined to take the risk and use the secret method to pass on your power to him?"

At this point, the white-haired old farmer said in a deep voice:

"Xiao Mei, think about it carefully. If the power transmission fails, he will only suffer damage to his foundation, but your cultivation will plummet, and you may even lose the Nirvana you have worked so hard to achieve. Is it worth it?"

Mo Yuemei thought for a moment and said, "Saint Lord, I don't have much time left. Ping'er is extremely talented. He is the most talented disciple I have ever seen since I became the head of the peak. If he becomes the head of the South Peak, I can leave without any worries."

"The rise of Nanfeng was my master's last wish before his death."

"I can't fulfill this wish, but Ping'er's talent may allow me to do so!"

"Therefore, I must hurry up and improve Ping'er's cultivation before I leave."

Without waiting for her to finish her sentence.

The white-haired old farmer frowned and interrupted expressionlessly, "You are desperate and trying all kinds of methods. This boy is indeed extremely talented. I'm afraid there hasn't been anyone as talented as him in the past five hundred years at Nanfeng. But his origins are unknown. You rashly did so much for him. Aren't you afraid that Xiao Ping will stab you in the back? Everything you do is just a favor to others?"

As soon as these words fell.

Mo Yuemei couldn't help but fall silent.

Just as the white-haired old farmer turned around and was about to enter the hut.

Mo Yuemei took a deep breath and said calmly, "Ping'er does have some secrets, but I can feel that he has no ill will towards me or the entire Tianlan Holy Land."

"And this is enough! Everything else doesn't matter!"

"I believe in my vision!"

The white-haired old farmer paused, then looked at her deeply and said:

"Do you really want to go your own way?"

Mo Yuemei gritted her teeth and said, "I believe in my own judgment."

"Well, I hope you won't regret it and there won't be a day when I have to personally clean up the mess." The white-haired old farmer said lightly.

The words fell.

Swoosh! A piece of object wrapped in Xuanhuang Daoguang suddenly shot out from the sleeves of the white-haired old farmer and fell into Mo Yuemei's hands.

Mo Yuemei's face suddenly brightened and she said, "Thank you, Holy Lord!"

Zuixianlou.

Third floor.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Chen Zhixing, Guan Tianyu and Li Ran all frowned when they heard the noise downstairs.

"It seems to be someone from Beifeng?"

Guan Tianyu said hesitantly.

"Go down and take a look, then you'll know, right?"

Chen Zhixing stood up first and walked downstairs.

Guan Tianyu and Li Ran looked at each other and quickly followed.

It was only on the first floor of Zuixianlou.

A group of disciples wearing black sleeveless tights with their arms exposed were blocking the door to the first floor.

They are all tall and strong, with bulging temples and bright eyes, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Most of the Nanfeng disciples were thin, and when they stood in front of them, their aura unconsciously became half a point shorter.

At the front of this group of North Peak disciples, there were two people with the most powerful aura.

Both of them were wearing sleeveless red shirts tied around their waists with black brocade belts.

The man on the left had his arms hanging down, like an old ape with hanging arms, and in his eyes, there was a pair of dark golden vertical pupils!

The man on the right looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, nearly two meters tall, standing like an iron tower.

He exuded a wild aura all over his body, with his blood surging, like a humanoid beast walking out of the wilderness, and his aura was even greater than that of the vertical-pupiled man next to him!

"Beifeng's true disciple Nie Xiaolong, and this time's new true disciple who has been undefeated in all battles, the little overlord Peng Nai!" Guan Tianyu said with his eyes fixed.

Chen Zhixing looked at the two of them, and saw that Nie Xiaolong, with his arms hanging down, had a faint roar of a dragon and an aura of true self coming out of his body.

Although Peng Nai was only at the ninth level of the spiritual realm, he had tremendous energy and blood. Behind him were nine energy and blood furnaces that were faintly visible. I'm afraid his strength was even greater than that of Nie Xiaolong.

"Please go back, fellow disciples from the North Peak. The Drunken Immortal Tower has been reserved by Her Highness the Saint from the South Peak today."

A Nanfeng disciple stepped forward and said expressionlessly.

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As soon as the words fell.

Cold laughter came from the disciples of North Peak.

"You guys at Nanfeng are really so impressive. You can book out the whole place just like that?"

"That's right. Are you acting so overbearingly? Wouldn't that mean we've made a wasted trip?"

"Excuse me, Senior Brother Peng is hosting a banquet for Beifeng today, and he wants to book the whole place!"

After saying this, the North Peak disciple looked at the South Peak disciple with a sneer on his face.

"Are you determined to disrupt the situation on purpose?"

The eyes of the Nanfeng disciples flashed and their faces darkened.

The shopkeeper of Zuixianlou was sweating profusely when he saw this, and he quickly came out to smooth things over, saying, "My fellow immortals, our Zuixianlou has several floors, and I think it would be better if the immortals each occupied one floor."

Without waiting for the owner of Zuixianlou to finish his words.

"no!"

The disciples on both sides refused in unison.

"Why? It was obviously us, Nanfeng, who came here first, why should we let them go one level?"

"Haha, we at Beifeng have never had the habit of eating together with strangers!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The two sides were at loggerheads, neither side giving in.

In an instant, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

The shopkeeper of Zuixianlou stammered and dared not say another word. He stamped his feet and quickly stepped aside.

“I’m afraid that the people from Beifeng knew that Junior Sister Li Ran was holding a banquet here today, and they came here deliberately to cause trouble,” Guan Tianyu said with narrowed eyes.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Chen Zhixing agreed casually, but he was yawning out of boredom in his heart.

To him, this conflict between the two peaks was just a deliberate attempt to create anger.

It's just like children playing house, so boring.

Or we can just take action directly. There is a large group of people here, you are being sarcastic to me and I am being sarcastic to you, but it takes a long time without taking action, which is really boring.

If it weren't for his status, Chen Zhixing would have turned around and left.

"It's obvious that North Peak wants to give our South Peak a warning before the competition between the two peaks, in order to dampen the spirits of the South Peak disciples. Therefore, even though today's competition is just a battle for a venue, we must not give in." Li Ran said calmly.

"Once you give in, you will lose three points before the battle even begins."

During the conversation between several people.

"The steps have been given to you, are you really not going to take them?"

The Nanfeng disciple who had spoken before took a step forward, glanced at the crowd coldly and spoke.

Puff! A big hand suddenly grabbed the South Peak disciple's neck.

Peng Nai, who was tall and looked like a wild dragon, grabbed the South Peak disciple by the neck and lifted him up, saying impatiently, "Why are you still wasting time talking to them? What a stupid plot! In my opinion, we should just take this opportunity to kill all of these South Peak disciples, so that the two peaks competition won't have to take place."

The words fell.

BANG!!

Peng Nai swung his hand and threw the Nanfeng disciple away fiercely, smashing several tables and chairs with his back.

Nie Xiaolong, who was standing by, suddenly twitched his eyelids when he saw this. He was about to persuade Peng Nai not to be impulsive, but he had to stop talking.

"Brother Lin!"

When the Nanfeng disciples saw this, their faces suddenly changed.

“Damn it!”

"The two peaks competition hasn't even started yet, and you actually took action on your own?"

In an instant, all the South Peak disciples became furious.

Fu Jiang, the most hot-tempered Taoist, immediately laughed out of anger and said:

"I want to see how strong the so-called little bully is!"

The words fell.

A spear of divine consciousness suddenly appeared in Dao Zhong Fu Jiang's hand. He jumped up and stabbed it fiercely into Peng Nai's sea of ​​consciousness.

Peng Nai did not dodge or evade, but stared at the symbol with great interest.

boom!!

The spear of divine consciousness in Fu Jiang's hand pierced fiercely into Peng Nai's sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's done!"

Fu Jiang was suddenly delighted.

No matter how strong Peng Nai's body is, no matter how amazing his strength is, if he is hit directly in the sea of ​​consciousness by the spear of divine thought, even if he is not seriously injured, he will lose his combat effectiveness instantly! "What a little bully, just a big fool with brute force" Fu Jiangzheng sneered in his heart.

Puff! A large hand like a palm leaf fan stretched out instantly and grabbed Fu Jiang's neck.

"Weak, weak, weak, weak! Too weak!!!"

Peng Nai's body began to swell and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. His muscles protruded from the surface of his skin like thick tree roots. His meridians and blood vessels twisted horribly like giant pythons, beating powerfully.

A giant six meters tall, with cracked eyes and bloodshot eyes full of nematodes, appeared on the spot! He grabbed Fu Jiang's neck with one hand, lifted him up from the ground, grinned and showed his sharp teeth:

"Who can be killed with such a soft power?!"

The words fell.

Under Fu Jiang's dull gaze, Peng Nai grabbed Fu Jiang with one hand, raised him high up, and was about to smash him down hard.

A terrifying force gathered in his right arm.

His entire right arm seemed to be engorged with blood and turned red.

If this hits the target, I'm afraid Fu Jiang will be half dead if he doesn't die!

"stop!"

Accompanied by a low shout.

A cold sword light flashed, and Peng Nai's entire arm was cut off, and blood gushed out instantly!

(End of this chapter)