4337. Chapter 4337 Cloud Atlas Treasure House 37
Leng Xuan smiled slightly, and then asked a protector of Tenglong Palace to test it himself. When everyone saw him coming and going freely in the Blood Red Bee's territory, any hesitation in their hearts was immediately dispelled. Soon, one hundred Nine Lotus Grasses were sold out in the rush of people. At this time, more and more cultivators rushed to the edge of the Blood Red Bee's territory from behind. At this moment, Leng Xuan only had more than 80 extra Nine Lotus Grasses in his hand. The more people accompanying the cultivators, the higher the price of the Nine Lotus Grass.
"I bought three low-level spiritual weapons."
"I will give you four items and give me a Nine Lotus Grass."
"Ten low-level spiritual weapons, give me two."
Naturally, Leng Xuan would not refuse the price increase. In less than half an hour, they collected hundreds of spiritual weapons. Such a harvest made everyone in Tenglong Hall happy. However, at this time, Leng Xuan suddenly heard a few conversations coming from the crowd.
"Hey, have you heard that the people of Jiutian Holy Palace are surrounded."
"Tsk, tsk, who is so brave and dares to do harm to Jiutian Holy Palace?"
"I don't know, I didn't dare to go over and take a look. However, I seem to see the saint from the Nine Heavens Holy Palace is there too."
"real or fake?"
Hearing their discussion, Leng Xuan's expression suddenly changed. He stood up quickly, then quickly walked up to the cultivators and asked, "Where are the people from the Nine Heavens Holy Palace now?" A cultivator He replied: "It's right behind. I saw it when I just passed by."
After hearing what the cultivator said, Leng Xuan immediately greeted Ma Fu and the others, then spread out his body and galloped back, followed closely by the others. After galloping for dozens of kilometers, Leng Xuan suddenly felt a wave of zhenqi coming from not far ahead. It was obvious that someone was doing something there. His expression darkened and he quickly increased his speed. Not long after, dozens of cultivators appeared in his sight. I saw more than a dozen members of the Jiutian Holy Palace surrounded by cultivators twice as many as themselves. At this moment, under the crazy offensive of those cultivators of unknown origin, the members of the Jiutian Holy Palace were already more defensive than offensive, and the situation was very serious. It's not good.
Leng Xuan looked around, but did not find the presence of Ling Xuejiu. He could not help but frown slightly and thought to himself: "Where did the person go?" He squinted his eyes and speeded past. In a few blinks, he was close to the periphery. , then stretched out his hand, and sacrificed the Xuanyang Sword. With a clanking sound of the sword, the Xuanyang Sword released its red light, and dozens of sword lights flew out with fierce force, attacking the enemies. Go, some people who didn't respond immediately screamed and fell straight down from the mid-air.
This sudden change caused the faces of the opponents in the battle to change, and they all turned their attention to Leng Xuan. A middle-aged man with a tall figure and a black face frowned and said, "Is that you?" Leng Xuan was slightly surprised and said, "Oh? Do you know me?" The middle-aged man shook the sword in his hand and said coldly: " Leng Xuan, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Leng Xuan sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I'll take care of this matter." After a pause, he turned to ask: "Who are you? Why do you want to deal with the people of Jiutian Holy Palace? People take action?"
The middle-aged man said coldly: "You ask too many questions." As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist shook, his body spread out instantly, and he rushed to Leng Xuan in the blink of an eye. Leng Xuan's face changed slightly, and before his body had time to react, the tip of the sword had already pierced his chest.