Chapter 1087 Jian Wufeng

After the young man was driven away, a gleam of brilliance appeared in the eyes of the young man in gray.

"The friend hiding in the dark, please come out too."

"I didn't expect that he would find me." Li Hanxue came out from behind a big tree.

The disciples of the Tianmen clan looked unfriendly: "It seems that there are still guys who don't know how to live or die and want to fight for the remains of the remnant god."

"Don't worry about this guy, get the remains first."

Lin Qi sneered at the young man in gray and said, "Young man, I know you are a sensible person. This remnant god's spine in your hands will only bring you trouble. Hand it over to us for safekeeping. Just now you also know that we are disciples of Tianmen clan, one of the five giants of the Nebula Continent. We are of noble status, so we don't need to do anything, right?"

The young man in gray was trembling with fear: "Tianmen clan, are you really from Tianmen clan?"

"Nonsense!" Lin Qi said angrily.

"I heard that the disciples of the Chengtian Sect always bully the good and fear the evil, and they like to bully the honest people the most. It's my bad luck for an honest person like me to meet you robbers. Here, I'll give you whatever you want!" The gray-clothed youth handed the remnant god skeleton to Lin Qi. Lin Qi sneered in his heart: "This bastard dared to insult the Chengtian Sect. Take the remnant god skeleton first, and then teach you a lesson." Lin Qi stretched out his right hand to take the remnant god skeleton. Suddenly, the remnant god skeleton disappeared, and a white light erupted from the palm of the gray-clothed youth, rushing straight to Lin Qi's face. Lin Qi's pupils shrank sharply. He was just relaxed just now, and he didn't expect the gray-clothed youth to suddenly attack. It was too late to defend at this moment. Puff! A white mist burst out on Lin Qi's face. Lin Qi coughed violently. He was not injured, but his face and neck were full of white powder. "You bastard, you dare to sneak attack me!" Lin Qi was so angry that he slapped the gray-clothed youth on the chest.

The gray-clothed youth dodged the palm quickly.

"Lin Qi, I advise you to calm down and don't attack me!"

"Do you think this is possible?" Lin Qi slapped the gray-clothed youth again, mercilessly.

However, just when his palm was halfway out, red spots quickly appeared on his face and neck.

"Ah... It's so itchy, it itches to death!" Lin Qi scratched his face hard, his face full of ferociousness, "Asshole, what did you do to me?"

The gray-clothed youth smiled and said, "I just used a little powder, remember not to get angry, if you get angry, your face will rot quickly."

"Despicable villain, catch him for me and search for the antidote on him!"

At Lin Qi's order, three disciples of the Tianmen rushed towards the gray-clothed youth.

The gray-clothed youth shouted, "Don't be impulsive, we are friendly forces. I am a disciple of the Buried Sword Pavilion. If you attack me, it will destroy the friendly relationship between the Tiancheng Gate and the Buried Sword Pavilion for thousands of years. It is a serious matter. You should think it through." The three Tiancheng Gate disciples hesitated for a moment. If the gray-clothed youth was really a disciple of the Buried Sword Pavilion, they really couldn't attack him casually. Lin Qi's face was itching more and more, and he roared: "Catch this kid for me quickly, no matter if he is a disciple of the Buried Sword Pavilion, catch him!" "Yes, senior brother!" The three Tiancheng Gate disciples were about to attack again. The gray-clothed youth looked panicked and retreated repeatedly: "Don't come over, Jian Wuyi has heard of it, right? I am Jian Wufeng, the precious grandson of Jian Wuyi, the master of the Buried Sword Pavilion. If you dare to touch me, grandpa will not let you go." The three Tiancheng Gate disciples were stunned at first, a little confused about the situation. If this young man is really the grandson of Jian Wuyi, it would be incredible. Jian Wuyi is famous for two things. One is his swordsmanship, which is at the pinnacle. He is second to none in the Nebula Continent. The second is his hot temper, which is even better than his swordsmanship. He is second to none, and others cannot even be ranked third.

"It is rumored that the old man Jian Wuyi scolded a Heavenly Monarch directly in front of many powerful people at the Giant Summit, and that Heavenly Monarch apologized to him for this. Other powerful people generally do not show off their abilities, and they hardly even intervene in disputes between Saint Monarchs, but this old man is the only exception. He is extremely protective of his shortcomings, especially his precious grandson. As long as someone provokes his precious grandson, he will not hesitate to take action even against the Wilderness Warriors." The three disciples of the Tianmen were a little timid. "If he is really Jian Wuyi's Sun Tzu, then we really can't move him! "Lin Qi roared again and again:" What are you doing? " : "Why do you believe it if I say? I really have no unintentional grandson and sword!" "Less nonsense, let me fall down!" The three disciples of supporting Tianmen were rushing to the gray youth. Cut his teeth, yelled at Li Hanxue: "Boy, get away for me, don't get rid of things!" I don't know when, the right hand of the gray youth has been pressed on Li Hanxue's neck. "Friends, you and I know each other, you will not abandon me so ruthlessly? I believe you are definitely not that person like that."

As he spoke, the young man in gray slowly spread the medicinal powder on Li Hanxue's skin with his two fingers.

Li Hanxue turned her head to the young man in gray and said calmly: "Your master should have taught you one thing, which is not to trust others too easily."

Li Hanxue turned around and smiled at the three Tianzhu Clan disciples: "You three, please do as you please!"

The young man in gray clothes looked shocked: "You are not afraid of me..."

Before the young man in gray could finish his words, Li Hanxue was already out of the control of the young man in gray. Just as the medicinal powder on his neck was about to invade his body, it was blown away by a black light.

The Dahuang Chaos Body is the strongest physique in Huangwu. If he is poisoned casually, wouldn't it be a joke?

"My poisonous powder has no effect on this guy." The young man in gray was quite surprised. "If these three guys supporting Tianmen really want to fight, I will have to use a special move."

The young man in gray clothes was about to take action when suddenly three women wearing moon-white gowns appeared on the mountainside. They all had moon seals on their cuffs. They were obviously female disciples of Yuehuang Holy Land.

When the young man in gray saw this, he felt as if he had received an amnesty: "Sister Qingluo, you have finally come to save my husband, do you know? My husband has been waiting for you so hard."

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