Chapter 441

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Before the words fell, three flying boats appeared in front of everyone.

On each flying boat, there are two Zifu cultivators and more than ten foundation-building cultivators.

In terms of strength on the bright side, Wang Daoyuan's side really doesn't have an advantage.

On the first flying boat, there was a burly mid-Zifu man with yellow beard and yellow hair.

He sneered at Wang Daoyuan and others, revealing two extremely long canine teeth.

This person should be a half-demon, but there is not much blood in the demon clan, except for the hair and canine teeth, there are no other demon clan characteristics.

He looked at Wang Daoyuan and said with a smile: "Boy, not everyone is qualified to join Feisha Sanren.

Letting you join is to look down on you. You can't toast, eat and drink fines. "

Wang Daoyuan said with disdain: "I always like to be free and easy, and the elders of the sects are unwilling to serve, how can they serve in a purple mansion?

If you have something to say, just say it. After that, we have to hurry? "

The yellow-haired cultivator sneered: "It's interesting, it's still a foreign genius cultivator.

I will finish the task given to me by Feisha Sanren first, and then kill your arrogance. "

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and three flying boats surrounded the crowd.

He looked at Xue Chan and asked Xue Ling: "The old man surnamed Xue, our leader Feisha Sanren wants to marry a human female cultivator, I think your daughter is good.

What a wonderful thing for Miss Xue Chan to marry our chief.

The girl's family is better off marrying someone. How many people on the Mingsha Plain can compare to our big boss? "

This has also encountered people who are robbing people, and Wang Daoyuan feels a little novel.

I have only dealt with red bearded thieves before, and I have seen people who robbed the industry, but I have never seen people who robbed their relatives.

However, there are very few ordinary human women and even fewer female monks in Mingsha Plain.

Feisha Sanren is also a very particular person. He married a half-demon girl, and his descendants were born with demon blood. Although he lived longer, his cultivation speed was very slow and his understanding was not very good.

In a place like Mingshayuan, where it is difficult to live, there is not much time to grow.

Without strength, survival would be a problem, and longevity would be of no value.

And once the descendants have the blood of the demon clan, it will be difficult for generations to get rid of the influence.

Unless the bloodline of this monster is a high-level monster or even a divine beast, the cultivation speed of the descendants of the half-demon will be minimally affected, but their lifespan will be greatly extended.

But such a half-demon girl, Jindan cultivator must be tempted, how can it fall into the hands of Feishan Pirates?

Xue Ling took out a storage bag and cupped her hands: "This fellow Daoist, my daughter is still young and has no intention of getting married for the time being.

I also ask fellow Daoists to raise their hands, this is a little thought from this old man, and I also ask fellow Daoists to accept it with a smile. "

The yellow-haired cultivator didn't even look at the storage bag in Xue Ling's hand: "Are you deaf, old man? Who wants something from you?

What our chief wants is your daughter, either we will honestly marry your daughter, or we can only use force.

At that time, apart from your daughter and this sword cultivator, those present will probably not be able to survive. "

After all, the six Zifu cultivators took out their magical instruments and prepared to start.

Xue Chan guarded a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment behind her, with a bitter face and tears in her eyes.

This pear flower with rain looks like a man who feels distressed when he sees it.

Both Chu Cheng and Wu Xiao were not very old, they looked like they were over a hundred years old.

Among the cultivators of the Zifu, they are all stubborn and stubborn boys, how can they bear this?

Moreover, looking at the expressions of these two people, they are a little interesting to Xue Chan.

Hearing what the yellow-haired cultivator said, Chu Cheng immediately shouted angrily: "Dare to move a few of us, I'm afraid the flying sand thieves will not stay."

Wu Xiao said disdainfully: "If you really work hard, the six of you may not be able to leave alive."

The spells that the two had cast when they were fighting with Huang Yanman before should be the inheritance of the royal families of Wu and Chu.

Just looking at their strength, it should not be a direct line.

But as a royal family, arrogance is still indispensable.

Hear this tone of voice,

These two guys still have a bit of status in their respective countries, at least they are the sons of one of the princes.

Moreover, what Wu Xiao meant was that there was a big killer hidden on his body.

The yellow-haired cultivator's face was also a little suspicious. In order to grab a Mrs. Yazhai for the big boss, it was not worth his life.

These two guys are clearly foreign-trained cultivators. Most of these people are ruthless characters with backgrounds and powerful weapons.

If you provoke them, the sand thieves are really dangerous.

But just being scared off by people with a few words, I will not be able to stand in the sand thieves in the future.

He pondered for a while, then smiled: "It seems that these two cultivators still have a background.

It's just that, with just one mouth, you want us to retreat. Who do you think of us? "

Xue Ling was also an old fritter who had been in the world of immortal cultivation for hundreds of years, so he naturally saw that the attitude of this yellow-haired cultivator softened.

He took out another storage bag and said with a smile: "Your lord has a lot of it, don't wait for me to have general knowledge.

The old man still has some savings here, and I would like to dedicate it all to you. Please raise your hand. "

The yellow-haired cultivator struggled a little, either taking the money and leaving, but it was a bit embarrassing, and his future status would also be affected.

Either go all out to win the opponent, and the casualties will be heavy.

If it is successful, everyone will be happy.

If you can't fight the other party, come to fight with chickens and eggs, and go back to the big boss who can't spare yourself.

He swayed repeatedly between the two choices, glanced at Wang Daoyuan, and had a calculation in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Old Xue, you can let go of your daughter's affairs today, and we will prepare a generous gift to welcome you another day, but I will take this sword repairer with me."

This calculation is really good. If he can recruit a sword cultivator for the flying sand thief, his status will not be reduced, but will be more stable.

The expressions on the faces of the four of them changed a bit. Wang Daoyuan had just joined the team, and he had no feelings for everyone.

It is not impossible to abandon a teammate to be able to retreat completely.

Besides, Wang Daoyuan did not want to die in the past, but became a member of the Flying Sand Pirates.

Seeing the changes in the attitudes of the four, the yellow-haired cultivator showed a happy expression and said with a smile, "That boy sword cultivator, they are not very willing to work hard for you.

You won't suffer if you join us. Our chief also married several half-demon women and gave birth to several daughters.

As long as you join, it is not a problem to be the son-in-law of the big boss.

At that time, you will be among the flying sand pirates, but you will be under one person and over ten thousand people.

A son-in-law and half a son-in-law, after a hundred years, it is not impossible for you to be a big boss. "

Wang Daoyuan looked at the changes of the four and sneered: "If I am willing to marry a wife, Jin Dan's heirloom is not a problem.

A gangster's den in the mere, want to keep me too? "

When the yellow-haired cultivator heard this, he said angrily, "The Daoist has a big tone and looks down on us flying sand thieves.

I'd like to see what skills you have to be so arrogant. "

Wang Daoyuan smiled contemptuously, holding the Heavenly Demon Sword in both hands, releasing the White Tiger Sword Intent and the White Tiger Charm, as if a white tiger mythical beast descended.

Everyone was frightened by the might of the White Tiger God, Wang Daoyuan said disdainfully: "With your strength, within ten miles, if I want to kill you, you will only survive two breaths of time.

Even if flying sand scattered people come, I can get out of my body.

Huang Mao, do you dare to gamble? "

The yellow-haired cultivator was furious when he heard Wang Daoyuan calling him yellow-haired.

The veins on his forehead bulged, his hands clenched fists, making a cracking sound.

He raised his right hand, and everyone took out the magic weapon. Just waiting for his order, they immediately shot and besieged Wang Daoyuan.

Unexpectedly, he waved his hand back and shouted: "Withdraw!"

The flying sand thieves were all stunned for a moment. If they wanted to withdraw, they would say it directly. What are you doing in the posture of making a move?

In particular, several cultivators from the Purple Mansion looked at the yellow-haired cultivator with unpleasant expressions on their faces.

I have taken out all the instruments of my life, do you tell me to retreat?

There is a feeling of hitting the cotton with a full force, and it also feels like an old waist.

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