Chapter 671: Beautiful Fireworks
"Brother! I remind you that our Fangshan Sect is recruiting disciples in the city! You are making an enemy of our Fangshan Sect by doing this!" The female cultivator next to him was much smarter, and she directly used the sect to suppress Mofang.
"Oh? You can't beat him, so you have to call for help? Go ahead, anyway, it's not bad to fight when you have nothing to do."
Suddenly, the temperature on the second floor of the restaurant seemed to drop by several degrees. The female cultivator didn't expect that Mofang didn't care about offending the sect. It's right for the sect to protect its disciples, but if the disciples offended a big sect or a powerful person, they would definitely send the troubled disciples to pay the crime. Fangshan Sect is only a medium-sized sect, and there are many more powerful than Fangshan Sect in the world. Looking at Mofang's appearance, the female cultivator couldn't tell whether he was really not afraid or just bluffing.
The white-faced male cultivator rolled his eyes, and when he saw Wang Ziyan's expression of not knowing what happened, he immediately thought of a good idea. He couldn't hold this little beauty hostage, because the other party didn't care about the life and death of such a beautiful beauty!
If you want to do it, do it. Move your right hand like an eagle claw and quickly grab Wang Ziyan's neck...
"Get out!"
Swish! As soon as the voice fell, a sharp sword flashed, and Wang Ziyan was suddenly hugged by the magic cube and spun a few circles to retreat to the side. In front of the table, the white-faced male cultivator still kept his arm raised, but his arm was gone. A piece of his arm on the ground was still twitching and shaking, and blood was spilling out like it was free.
"Ah... my arm..."
The female cultivator was about to draw her sword to help, but suddenly the sword flashed in front of her eyes. She didn't know when it appeared in front of her, and even her eyelashes could touch the blade. It was so fast!
"Shut up. You idiot." The white-faced male cultivator was kicked in the chest by the magic cube and flew backwards. After breaking several layers of wooden walls, he fell out of the restaurant and fell on the street. He rolled his eyes and fainted, once again confirming his reputation as a street loser.
"With this little cultivation, you dare to be arrogant in front of me. Unless the masters of your sect come, you two are scum. You actually attacked an ordinary woman. Your morality is destined to make you a nobody!" Mofang, who was holding Wang Ziyan, said viciously. He had seriously overestimated the character of these cultivators before. Sure enough, under the slogan of everything for resources, these people didn't care about morality at all.
Wang Ziyan was startled. After reacting, she simply lay in Mofang's arms and didn't even dare to raise her head. This world is too dangerous...
Retracting the magic weapon, Mofang led Wang Ziyan downstairs. How could she eat and enjoy leisure time when this place has become a battlefield? The backward civilization is really a flaw. Even eating in a regular place can lead to a fight. Mofang suddenly missed the era when patrol robots constantly patrolled the living area. There was no riot or intentional injury in that era. It seemed that being monitored all day long had a feeling of not being free, but in fact, you could eat and sleep peacefully without worrying about being bullied.
Walking out of the restaurant and getting on the carriage, the coachman drove the carriage away trembling in the eyes of a group of onlookers.
Suddenly...
Swoosh~! A cloud-piercing arrow flew straight into the sky and exploded into a certain pattern of fireworks, with waves of energy waves spreading out.
"Wow~ What beautiful fireworks~" Wang Ziyan still praised cutely.
"Yes, there will be more fireworks to watch in a while, remember not to run around in a while." The magic cube pouted, and the female cultivator couldn't help but call for help. She secretly released two mechanical mantises to hide in the corner of the carriage. The magic cube pulled out the magic weapon and tore off the noble robe that was in the way and walked out of the carriage.
"Wait for me obediently, I will be back in a while."
"Yeah"
Wang Ziyan nodded obediently, then carefully took off the big butterfly that became a hair accessory and put it in the palm of her hand.
The magic cube took a few steps and kicked hard to the roof of a four-story restaurant next to it. Standing on the roof, holding the magic weapon and closing his eyes to rest, the martial arts-like appearance attracted the attention of many civilians and made a lot of comments. Wang Ziyan, who opened the curtains in the carriage and looked at the magic cube, was even more admiring.
Before the fireworks in the sky dissipated, several white dots appeared in the distance and approached quickly. There were four Jindan cultivators in total, three men and one woman, three in the late Jindan stage, and the other male cultivator was in the middle Jindan stage.
The three flew to the leaky restaurant and said a few words to the female cultivator, then landed on the street to look at the fainted white-faced male cultivator. Finally, the female cultivator pointed at the magic cube standing on the roof and said something. The four Jindan stage cultivators immediately flew towards the magic cube with angry faces. The city was bustling. You won't see immortals for several lifetimes. This time you saw four flying ones. It is estimated that the storytellers in the teahouse will have more scripts in the future.
With a few whooshes, the four cultivators landed on the roofs of several buildings around the magic cube. They were dressed in white and held swords with immortal style.
"May I ask your name, brother, why did you hurt my disciples!" One of them shouted.
"Who are you to ask my name? If you are not a jerk, how can you hurt him? You four are not qualified, so don't try to be brave. Go back and find someone stronger to talk to." The magic cube closed his eyes and said nonchalantly. In fact, the computer detection system has conducted a detailed scan of the four people and calculated their weaknesses according to their spiritual power characteristics.
"If the disciples of our Fangshan Sect make mistakes, our Fangshan Sect will naturally deal with them! As for whether they are qualified, hum! It's enough to deal with you, an unreasonable and vulgar person!"
"Haha, the Fangshan Sect can just rob women and humiliate them at will when they have nothing to do. It's really domineering. Stop talking nonsense and fight quickly. I'm in a hurry to see how you recruit disciples."
"If you dare to insult our Fangshan Sect, don't blame us for being ruthless! Sword formation!"
The four Jindan-stage monks did not take up their positions randomly but had certain rules. After the leader shouted, the four of them immediately flew up and made various gestures to control the flying swords and spiritual power to arrange the formation according to a certain rule and attack the Rubik's Cube. The Rubik's Cube computer quickly analyzed and interpreted this joint attack method. In just a short moment, it analyzed the entire sword formation. This attack method can block the target from escaping. In addition, after the formation, the attacks of the four people have a partial superposition feature, that is, the original attack power of this person is ten, but after the formation, the attack power becomes eleven. Don't underestimate this eleven, this is an increase of 10% attack power!
This kind of pure fighting Rubik's Cube was rarely played before. This time, I plan to defeat these four monks by fighting alone without using technological weapons, and I have to fight against that formation.
The mechanical eye quickly marked several weaknesses of the formation and selected one of them...
A sword was struck!
Dang! Crack...
The four people felt a surge of blood and retreated at the same time. One of them broke his life-long magic weapon flying sword into two pieces and vomited blood and flew backwards. He stepped on the roof tiles of two houses in succession before stopping.
"What kind of sword is that! Why is it so powerful! A magic weapon? No, it's a treasure! It's a treasure-level sword!"
Instantly, the four people looked at the magic weapon in Mofang's hand greedily, as if crazy. This attitude made Mofang shake his head. Only looking at external objects and not looking at their own strength, the entire Shenwu Continent is obsessed with resources and treasures, even to the point of being obsessed. Only resources are everything. They are all crazy.