Fang Ling, who was lamenting in his heart that he was a poor man, heard this greeting and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, but saw five young men of similar age walking towards him with a smile.

These young people have both low cultivation levels, including two of them at the eighth level of Qi training and three at the ninth level of Qi training. The one who walks in the middle is the top of the ninth level of Qi training!

Although the person who spoke just now called him uncle with a smile, his expression not only did not mean respect, but was a hint of mockery.

Fang Ling didn't say anything, but just looked at the five people coldly.

The man who led the lead looked round and his eyes were very flexible. He looked at Fang Ling for a few unscrupulously, then bowed with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Fang, Bai Jingtao, a disciple of Xiguang Peak, is here to meet Uncle Master."

"You don't have to be too polite to you," Fang Ling had already seen that this guy was not kind, so he naturally wouldn't be polite to him. If you call him Uncle Master, then I will call you a Master Nephew.

Bai Jingtao heard Fang Ling dared to call him his nephew with confidence, and almost choked. He was a little angry and thought to himself, "I call you uncle, do you really treat yourself as uncle?" Humph, wait until you will cry later!"

"Uncle Fang, my disciple saw a treasure talisman yesterday, which required fifty medium-grade immortal stones. My nephew made a lot of money, but he was still short of fifteen medium-grade immortal stones. I also asked my uncle to borrow it from my nephew and would definitely return it in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man who was also the ninth level of Qi training followed behind him also smiled and agreed: "Uncle Fang, my disciple has been a little tight recently. I also asked Uncle Master to lend him five middle-grade spirit stones to my nephew! By the way, the Jade Jiao Pills in Uncle Master's hand are no longer useful to Uncle Master, so I will reward him with me!"

"Haha, Uncle Fang, my disciple was injured in his foot when he competed with someone two days ago. I also asked Uncle Master to give him a bottle of bone-burning pills!"

"The silver python iron in the hands of that uncle is given to me. After I practiced the magic weapon, I will be grateful." After these four people said this, they looked at Fang Ling's small Qiankun bag hanging around their waist with a smile.

Twenty medium-grade immortal stones, a piece of silver python iron I just received, and several pills. These guys really calculated the examples he received clearly.

Fang Ling looked at Bai Jingtao and the others coldly, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, my nephews, I'm planning to refine a set of magic weapons recently. This thing is not enough for me. I'm still thinking about finding someone to borrow immortal stones."

Bai Jingtao sneered, and said with a hint of gloom in his words: "Uncle Fang, there is a saying that if you don't want to eat toast, I think, Uncle Master, you don't want us to be beaten without any face, right?"

Fang Ling's eyes were staring at Bai Jingtao tightly. Under Fang Ling's eyes, Bai Jingtao's heart trembled. He was extremely uncomfortable with the fear that arose in his heart. He immediately said loudly: "Three junior brothers, Master Fang from Qixing Peak, I want to guide our cultivation. Let's take action together and let Master Fang give me some advice."

This was not the first time the other three people and Bai Jingtao did such a thing. When they heard Bai Jingtao's greeting, they immediately echoed: "Please give me advice!"

While speaking, someone threw out a talisman, and a fine vine suddenly grew from the ground and wrapped it straight towards Fang Ling! The other three were not slow, and a knife with flame flew out from Bai Jingtao's hand and slashed directly towards Fang Ling. The other two, one of them, shot several balls of fire, while the other one quickly pinched the magic trick and pointed at Fang Ling's feet.

Sand Floating Technique! A seventh-level spell. In general, the effect of this spell is not very big, but at this time, the four of them join forces, and the effect of this Sand Floating Technique can be imagined.

If Fang Ling is an ordinary ninth level of Qi training, facing this kind of attack, he may have been knocked down to the ground before he fights back. However, after experiencing the path of life and death, especially the battle between Nagqu Lao Er, Fang Ling has rich experience in fighting. Now, the easiest way to deal with these four people is to show one of the three smoke and dust maps one by one and directly include these three people in the smoke and dust map. In this way, the life and death of the three people will be dominated by Fang Ling.

However, the smoke and dust map was Fang Ling's treasure, and he didn't want to reveal his treasure. His thoughts flashed in his mind, so he sacrificed a treasure talisman in the shape of a small sword and greeted Bai Jingtao's long flame sword.

At this moment, the vine as thick as an arm began to wrap around him. Just as the vine was about to bind Fang Ling's body, a golden light flashed on Fang Ling's body, and the Vajra Art of Movement was activated, and his hands were directly grasped on the vine. The Vajra Art of Movement increased not only Fang Ling's defense, but also increased Fang Ling's physical strength. With the body alone, Fang Ling could easily raise the huge rock of ten thousand kilograms, not to mention that his hands were filled with spiritual energy at this time.

"Click!" With a light sound, the long vine was pulled into two pieces by Fang Ling, and fell on the ground like a dead snake. The floating sand began to appear at Fang Ling's feet at this time. Fang Ling did not wait for the floating sand to take effect. The Jin Yan skill in the Great Realm was used, and he rose up and rushed towards the fire.

Bai Jingtao looked at Fang Ling who was facing the flames, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although the fireball technique could not take Fang Ling's life, it could also hurt Fang Ling very much. Beating a core disciple is believed that after today, his reputation among the sect will become even more resounding.

"Bang!" The fireball hit Fang Ling's body, and a burning hole suddenly appeared in Fang Ling's Taoist robe. However, the flame that was so unextinguishable that it was blocked by a faint golden light when it approached Fang Ling's body. It was difficult to get close to Fang Ling's body!

At this moment, Fang Ling was approaching the disciple who was about to shoot the fireball again.

"Bang!" A golden light flashed on Fang Ling's fist and directly hit the disciple's head. Fang Ling had retained strength in this punch, otherwise, the disciple's head could be directly broken with this punch. But even so, the disciple's eyes turned black and then fell to the ground with blood from his seven orifices. Fang Ling moved quickly in this series of movements. The moment he knocked over a disciple, his legs were as fast as lightning, and he kicked at another eighth-level disciple who had not had time to take action.

The disciple had practiced some martial arts usually. Seeing this situation, he suddenly stepped over with his hands, trying to spread Fang Ling's leg. Fang Ling didn't put away his strength when he was in the fight.

With a slight sound, the disciple's arms shattered at the same time.

"Ah!" A shrill roar even shouted out from the disciple.

The disciple of the Ninth Level of Qi Training who was commanding the vine roared, took out five talismans in his hand and smashed them towards Fang Ling. The fireball, water sword, and wooden stake were overwhelming for a moment, and rushed towards Fang Ling like a sea of ​​rushing.

Fang Ling snorted coldly, without dodging at all, rushed over to face the attacks of the talismans. Relying on Xiaocheng's Indestructible body, these attacks hit him, which would not pose any major threat to him.

"Why are you..." The disciple was about to grab a spell and smash it. Fang Ling's big hand had already held his arm and twisted it hard. The disciple's arm was directly twisted and broken.

Bai Jingtao and another disciple from the ninth level of Qi training were stunned and stared at the changes in front of him. The five cultivators with the same cultivation level as Fang Ling joined forces and thought they could take down this uncle Fang in an instant. However, they did not expect that after just one meeting, the five people would be wiped out.

Although they were the three at the best, they also made their hearts tremble. Although they still had the advantage in terms of number of people, this Uncle Fang's fierceness obviously exceeded their expectations, which really made them frightened.

"Fang..." The companion standing next to Bai Jingtao wanted to speak, but Fang Ling no longer gave him a chance and rushed towards him like a ghost!

This disciple's reaction was also very agile. Without waiting for Fang Ling to pounce, he directly crushed a treasured Vajra Talisman. The Vajra Talisman is the best defensive talisman for disciples in the Qi Refining Stage, but it is expensive. Therefore, more disciples are willing to use low-level magic shields. However, in times of crisis, the Vajra Talisman formed by this Vajra Talisman is the best choice to save lives.

Fang Ling looked at the Vajra cover that appeared without hesitation at all, and did not move the Vajra Art. All the strength filled the fist in an instant.

"Bang bang bang"

The three punches were as fast as lightning, and they hit the same part of the Vajra cover almost at the same time.

"It's useless, this Vajra cover..." Before the disciple could finish his sarcastic words, Fang Ling's fist had already hit his stomach. Although he was a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training, this punch made the disciple feel uncomfortable in his belly. He didn't even stop and collapsed directly on the ground.

Bai Jingtao had already taken out a spell. He looked at Fang Ling who was walking towards him like a fierce god, and his heart trembled. "You... don't do anything randomly, I... My uncle is Bai Yuqi. If you hit me, my uncle will not spare you!"

Who is Bai Yuqi? Fang Ling doesn't know that he has been practicing in seclusion these days. It can be said that except for the head and a few senior brothers whom he has contacted, everyone else has just heard of it. However, no matter who Bai Yuqi is, Fang Ling is not going to let Bai Jingtao go. People are so cheap. Only when you are more ruthless than him can you not be bullied.

This is the reason why people are good at being bullied and horses are good at being ridden.

"Oh, is your uncle Bai Yuqi?" Fang Ling looked at Bai Jingtao and said lightly.

While taking back his sword-shaped treasure talisman with flames, Bai Jingtao insisted: "My uncle is Bai Yuqi. I can think that this has not happened before."

It means letting you go if you haven't happened! But, the answer to him was a heavy fist. Fang Ling punched Bai Jingtao more than ten feet away.

The moment Bai Jingtao landed, he said lightly: "The cultivation of the five juniors needs to be continued to be tempered!"
Chapter completed!