Chapter 46 Fighting

Seeing that the disciples behind him were timid and did not dare to come forward, Li Xing'an couldn't help scolding in his heart and shouted, "Brothers, let's go together, I don't believe that this boy has three heads and six arms?" Suddenly, a weak voice came to his ears, "Brother Li, Brother Li, he is an inner disciple. We can't afford to provoke him. If we annoy the elder of the inner door..." Gan Ping looked at it. It was the guy who jumped out and insulted him first. He bullied the weak and feared the hard. This guy is really a villain. Hearing this, Li Xing'an was angry. He grabbed his collar, carried him in front of him, and spit and cursed fiercely, "Xuanxin, you loser. He has someone to support him, don't I? If something happens, I'll take care of it. You can do it for me. After saying that, he fiercely pushed Xuanxin to Zeng Qi in the distance.

When Li Xing'an said this, those foreign disciples just realized. Yes, who is Brother Li? The background is no worse than that of the inner disciples, otherwise how could you follow others? Since he is in charge of what happened, what are you afraid of? They all cheered up and rushed to Zeng Qi. Gan Ping saw clearly that these disciples were all in the middle level of gas refining, and only Li Xing'an was at the high level of gas refining, but Zeng Qi was already the peak of gas refining, and half of her feet stepped into the realm of condensation. It was difficult to tell who was better and who was inferior for a while.

Li Xing'an obviously saw Zeng Qi's cultivation. He didn't want to be an opponent, so he greeted his subordinates. If he faced it alone, I'm afraid he would lose in a few rounds. Seeing that the crowd rushed towards her, Zeng Qi sneered slightly, and her body suddenly shrank her hands on the ground and shouted, "The spirit of Wutu, open it!" His originally white hands instantly turned earthy yellow, emitting light. The ground in contact with him trembled for a while. The people who were rushing not far away only felt that their feet were crooked. Several people fell to the ground, and the rest of them jumped away in a hurry for fear of being hit by some spell.

Li Xing'an's face was pale. He looked at his men who tripped over the ground and said, "Well, you, Zeng Qi, can't you bully me and don't know how to spell? Wind Spirit Blade, go!" As he decided to pinch his hand, a light cyan wind blade roared at Zeng Qi. It seemed that he had hit the real fire. Look at the power of this spell. If it was in the middle, he would be seriously injured if he did not die. Zeng Qi was looking up and saw a pale cyan light flying towards her face. She couldn't help eating it and quickly looked up to avoid it. Several wisps of hair on his forehead were cut off by the sharp wind blade, and his face turned pale for a while. Unexpectedly, Li Xing'an was so cruel that he was so cruel. If he had been beheaded, he would definitely seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Recalling the previous kindness and resentment, Zeng Qi's anger rushed straight to her forehead, and now she no longer left her hand. The spell in her mouth whispered, and one of her index finger became golden and shining, pressing it to the ground fiercely. Li Xing'an sent a wind blade and was recovering. Suddenly, he felt that the spiritual power around him fluctuated abnormally. A golden light flew out from a place in front of him and went straight to his chest. He quickly rolled sideways and fell to the ground and dodged the attack. Because he was embarrassed to hide, Li Xing'an, who got up again, was already gray-headed, and even his head was full of grass leaves. He couldn't help but be angry and shouted at the others who were stunned, "What are you waiting for?"

It was only what happened in a blink of an eye that the two attacked each other with their spells. Those disciples had not figured out what was going on. The two had already made a move each. They were stunned to hear Li Xing'an shouting, and then they threw all kinds of spells at Zeng Qi like waking up. The roaring fireballs, the cold water arrows, and some miscellaneous spells roared in the air. For a moment, the color in the forest was extremely gorgeous. The fire saw it on the tree and couldn't help slapping with joy. At the foot of the mountain, monkeys were playing tricks for people. Unexpectedly, people were playing spells on this mountain, and the fire was watching the play.

Gan Ping saw that the two sides were coming and going, and the spells were flying all over the sky. He couldn't help staring. It turned out that the fight between practitioners was like this. Unfortunately, he couldn't do these laws by himself, so he could only look greedy. While watching attentively, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him. Gan Ping turned his head and saw that Fang Yuanting was looking at him curiously. He couldn't help saying strangely, "Aren't you going up to help?" This woman's cultivation also looks like a high level of practice. If she goes to help, Zeng Qi will definitely be anxious, but she doesn't know why she is just here to watch.

Fang Yuanting saw Gan Ping asking herself and glanced over there and said, "It has nothing to do with me. Why should I help them?" Gan Ping couldn't help but say something. It was just now clear that Li Xing'an would trouble him in order to please the woman in front of him, and it was because she was present that she fought with Zeng Qi. But now the girl actually said that it had nothing to do with her, which was really strange.

Seeing Gan Ping looking at her with curious and surprised eyes, Fang Yuanting couldn't help blushing. Only then did Gan Ping find that the girl in front of him was really beautiful. No wonder Li Xing'an was so troublesome to please her. Fang Yuanting saw the suspicion on Gan Ping's face, and she didn't care about the unreasonableness of the little servant disciple in front of her. She even said annoidly, "It's not what you think. Well, Li Xing'an is just pestering me. I ignored him. He insisted on doing that. What can I, I do?" Gan Ping couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he saw her blushing face and the appearance of her little daughter. He remembered that Ma Linger was also like this that day. He said with a shy little face and said, "My little husband." Thinking of this, Gan Ping's heart was dim, and he quickly looked at the two sides who were fighting, so as not to let Fang Yuanting see the tears in her eyes.

Fang Yuanting saw that he no longer looked at herself suspiciously, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately said reluctantly, "Why are you telling me this? Really, but you are very strange. Gan Ping looked at the curious baby when he heard the words, "You said that you were just a registered disciple of the outer door, and you dared to contradict Li Xing'an. Fortunately, Brother Zeng Qi appeared, otherwise you would be miserable." Gan Ping squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the people who were fighting with spells. Hearing this, his eyes shrank slightly, stared at Li Xing'an's back, and said, "Is that right? I really don't know who Brother Li is.

Fang Yuanting said this to Gan Ping and quickly chirping like a little sparrow. You don't know Li Xing'an's name? Oh, my God, you didn't get started today, did you? No, it seems that there are no entry-level disciples these days. The girl in red looked around. Gan Ping couldn't help laughing when he saw her carefully gossipy face. He just saw her with Li Xing'an, thinking that she was also domineering and arrogant, but he didn't expect that she was just a little girl.

Fang Yuanting didn't notice the smiling expression on Gan Ping's face and said excitedly, "You don't know Li Xing'an?" Their Li family is a big force in the Miaocheng sect. His grandfather is the elder of the president, and his father and uncle also have great power. Oh, it's not good~ "Gan Ping jumped and tilted his head and looked sideways at the shocked girl." You have offended Li Xing'an. He doesn't have time to pay attention to you now. If he frees up, he will definitely want you to look good. Go, go quickly, and don't come to this place again. Saying that he wanted to push Gan Ping, Gan Ping dodged his white and tender hand reaching out to him without a trace and said, "Can you get married in this sect?"

Seeing that Gan Ping ignored her kindness, Fang Yuanting couldn't help but be a little annoyed. Why is this person so bad? Hearing him ask himself, he couldn't help but gossip again. His eyes widened in surprise and asked, "Don't you know that you can also form a Taoist couple in the sect? Oh, my God, has no one mentioned it to you?" Gan Ping saw that she had widened her eyes and looked surprised, and he was speechless for a while. He had been learning alchemy in the Fire Hall for a month. How could he have time to inquire about this?

Seeing his blank face, Fang Yuanting couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that you really don't know anything. In the sect, as long as the elders of both sides give permission, you can inform the sect that they can form Taoist couples and support each other on the road of cultivation of immortals. However, generally, only those who reach the realm of Jindan will be agreed. It's a Taoist couple." After listening to her, Gan Ping curled his lips without saying anything. It was too early to inquire about this kind of thing with her own cultivation, and it was difficult for Fang Yuanting to find out this clearly.

While the two were still talking about the couple, there was a huge explosion not far away. Gan Ping turned around and couldn't help but be shocked. The fight in the field has become white-hot. Zeng Qisheng's own cultivation is the highest in the audience, while Li Xing'an's side is crowded. The two sides are also fighting, and no one can do anything about it.

As Li Xing'an issued a spell attack on Zeng Qi, he shouted at others to increase his strength. However, Zeng Qi was a monk with the dual attributes of gold and earth. Her own defense was extremely high, and the attack power of the gold Taoism was extremely strong. With the cooperation of the thick and secret earth Taoism, she hit several people in a row. Li Xing'an was furious, but he had no choice. It was impossible to even get close to Zeng Qi.

However, Zeng Qi herself is hard to say. On the surface, she seems to have the upper hand, but her true mana is extremely consumed. There are also several people flying spells at her opposite. If the real yuan is exhausted, a small fireball can seriously hurt herself, not to mention Li, who has a middle-level gas refining. Xing'an is staring at each other. Zeng Qi believes that if he reveals a flaw, then Li Xing Andingran will give himself a very good memory and will never keep his hand.

Li Xing is also particularly anxious. This is not a remote place. If someone sees him beating his inner disciples, he will definitely go to report to the law hall, otherwise he will be miserable. When the dark python whip of the law hall rings, Li Xing'an can't help shivering, and a fierce light flashes in his eyes and takes it out of his arms. One thing.

Gan Ping looked carefully. What was in Li Xing'an's hand was a rune. The blue light flashed with a faint needle-shaped figure on it. Judging from the faint spiritual power fluctuation from above, it must be extraordinary. At this time, Fang Yuanting, who was standing beside her, exclaimed, "Fu Bao!" Gan Ping frowned when he heard the words. He didn't expect that Li Xing'an had such a killer mace that had not been taken out yet. He has also heard of this magic weapon. If a magic weapon is sacrificed with painstaking efforts, even if the master is dead, this magic weapon cannot be mastered by outsiders. Unless the person who gets this magic weapon has a deeper mana power than the original owner, he can forcibly erase the soul mark on it. If the cultivation is not enough, he can only stare and drool. It doesn't move at all.

This rune is that monks above the golden elixir peel off a trace of original power and sacrifice it into a charm. People who hold the charm can use the power. This rune treasure has one-tenth of the power of the original magic weapon, but it cannot be underestimated among low-level monks. Unfortunately, there are not many people in the Xiuzhen world who are willing to use their own magic weapon to refine the rune treasure. Every time it is refined, it will greatly damage the vitality of the magic weapon itself. At present, Li Xing'an's rune treasure must be given by the love of the elders in the family.

Gan Ping looked at the rune treasure in Li Xing'an's hand. He also had several magic weapons in his black lacquer ring. Unfortunately, his cultivation was so low that he could not even complete the most basic sacrifice, so he could only watch his saliva. Others can't use it, but I can't use it because I have magic weapons. I don't know whether I'm lucky or sad. At present, Gan Ping's cultivation is most suitable for him is a magic weapon, or a Fubao. No wonder he looked at the Fubao with hot eyes. Other outer disciples who besieged Zeng Qi also showed hot eyes when they saw the Fubao in Li Xing'an's hand. Only Zeng Qi saw what was in Li Xing'an's hand and couldn't help but look ugly.