Chapter 92 Crane and Clam Fight
No matter how fast Ding Gong was, his cultivation was lower than that of the lame Taoist. Others could not see the direction of the spear, but he had seen it clearly. Before the spear could stab him, he waved his whisk with his right hand, wrapped it around the tip of the spear, and gently pulled it to the side, deflecting Ding Gong's attack. Then he swung his left palm, ready to hit Ding Gong with a palm.
However, there were two people on the opposite side. While Ding Gong was attacking, Pan Po also stepped forward. Seeing that her husband's attack was broken, she twisted her body and blocked in front of her husband. The small shield blocked the palm of the lame Taoist, and the short knife slashed at the opponent's arm.
The lame Taoist missed the attack, and seeing that Pan Po's short knife was sharp, he had to retract his palm and took a step back. Before he could counterattack, Ding Gong's spear had stabbed again.
Ding Gong Pan Po's strength is lower than that of the lame Taoist, but the gap between them is not big, especially since the couple have a tacit understanding and cooperation, it is impossible for the lame Taoist to easily defeat them, so they fought back and forth in the field, and for a while they were evenly matched.
The battles between these low-level cultivators still did not deviate from the scope of warriors. The main reason is that on the one hand, they are poor and cannot afford magic weapons, and on the other hand, their strength is too low, and they cannot operate good magic weapons. Qingyang watched from the side and gained some, but not much experience.
Everyone on the field focused on the battle between Ding Gong Pan Po and the lame Taoist, but no one noticed that at some point, a dirty beggar rolled out from under a table, secretly stretched out a hand and touched the box on the table.
Of course, there were still many people on the field who paid attention to the box. In addition to Qingyang, Ding Gong Pan Po and the lame Taoist were also paying attention. Why are you fighting? It was all for the Immortal Knocking Order. If someone took advantage of them during the fight, they would lose a lot. So they didn't fight with all their strength, and they also paid some attention to the box on the table.
Seeing someone really trying to take advantage of them, they were furious. It was outrageous that someone dared to steal their grandfather's things. The three of them wanted to rush over to stop him, but fighting was not something that could be stopped. So they could only shout at the beggar: "Stop!"
The beggar was about thirty years old, ragged, dirty and smelly. Even Qingyang, who was sitting behind him, could smell a hint of stench. In such an important occasion of the Tiger Gang, not to mention beggars, people with disheveled clothes were not allowed to enter. I don't know how this person got in.
Since the beggar had made a move to take advantage of the situation, how could he shrink back because of the scolding of others? He saw that the three people could not stop him for a while, so he chose this opportunity, so his men did not stop and grabbed the box.
It was really a case of the fisherman gaining the advantage while the cranes and clams quarreled. The two gangs of Ding Gong Pan Po and the lame Taoist fought to the death, but in the end, a stinky beggar got the advantage. Qingyang couldn't help but regret it a little. Why didn't he take action just now? If he had taken action, wouldn't the Knock Immortal Order be in his hands?
Before Qingyang finished regretting, the beggar leaped and flew towards the main door of the hall. Judging from his speed, he was obviously a strong man who was no less powerful than the three people in the field. Even if he was not as good as the lame Taoist, he was not much different from Ding Gong. At least he was a master of the sixth level of Kaimai Realm.
Qingyang was at the fourth level of Kaimai Realm, so he definitely couldn't catch up. Ding Gong Pan Po and the lame Taoist were bound to each other, so he couldn't chase him with all his strength. Seeing that the beggar was about to escape from the hall, a figure suddenly blocked the door of the hall.
The beggar was about to escape from the hall, but was stopped by someone. If the person on the other side was just an ordinary warrior, even if it was a cultivator with lower strength than him, he would not care, because he only needed to bump into him and break his bones and muscles, and no one could stop him.
But the person on the other side seemed to be well prepared. As soon as he came out, he was full of momentum. He was actually one level higher than himself. Moreover, the man's palms were hidden, and it was obvious that he was ready to kill him after he approached. The beggar knew that he had met a tough guy this time. It seemed impossible to get out smoothly, so he stopped in a hurry and glared at the person.
At this moment, Wang Yinlong, who had been shocked by the changes on the field and had not spoken for a long time, suddenly whispered: "Young man, it's him, it's him, this is the red-faced strong man who entrusted me, Jinsha, to rob the Jade Buddha."
Qingyang had also seen the man at the door of the hall a long time ago. He was a strong man in his forties, with ordinary looks, simple clothes, and looked ordinary. Only the red face was more noticeable. As soon as the red-faced sturdy man arrived, he released his aura of the seventh level of Kaimai Realm, which forced the beggar to retreat.
What jade Buddha, what treasure, Qingyang no longer dared to think about it. The opponent's strength has reached the seventh level of Kaimai Realm, even stronger than the lame Taoist. How could he, a mere fourth level Kaimai Realm, provoke him?
Not only the jade Buddha, but even the Knock Immortal Order, Qingyang felt that he was definitely out of luck. It has only been a short time, and four waves of people have been attracted, and each one is stronger than the other. He is so weak that he can't afford to get involved.
The way to survive was blocked, and the beggar said with a gloomy face: "Who are you? Do you also want to steal the Knock Immortal Order?"
The red-faced sturdy man smiled and said: "Yes, I came here for the Knock Immortal Order. I am not as famous as you, the Beggar King, in Kaiyuan Prefecture. I guess the Beggar King has never heard of the humble name Hong Mantian?"
The Beggar King is the name of this beggar. He was originally a beggar leader. By chance, he became a cultivator and was called the Beggar King. It's not surprising that someone knows his name, but who is this Hong Mantian? It seems that I haven't heard of this casual cultivator in Kaiyuan Mansion.
However, many cultivators are relatively low-key, so it's normal that they haven't heard of him. Now is not the time to think about these things. The most urgent thing is how to escape from here. The Beggar King said: "There is only one Knock Immortal Order. What should I do if I give it to you? How about we have a negotiation? You can propose some other conditions."
The red-faced strong man Hong Mantian shook his head and said: "There is no negotiation. Hand over the Knock Immortal Order and I can let you go. Otherwise, you can only be besieged and killed by us."
While the two were talking, Ding Gong Pan Po and the lame Taoist had already surrounded them. Seeing that others had snatched the Knock Immortal Order, they still had no time to fight, so Ding Gong retracted his spear and stopped attacking, and the lame Taoist also took back his whisk, and the two sides stopped fighting and made peace.
At this time, the three of them had already surrounded him, and they formed a three-way confrontation with Hong Mantian, blocking all the retreat routes of the Beggar King. Qingyang was secretly scared when he saw this from behind. Fortunately, he did not act impulsively at the beginning, otherwise, the Beggar King's fate would be his own. Being surrounded by so many masters, he could not escape even if he had wings.