What Do You Wan

    "Mm, we will."

    The few of them nodded in response and continued to eat the roasted meat. However, when fluctuating streams of air rushed over them from the distance like waves, they raised their heads in surprise.

    Listening carefully with their ears pricked up, the sound of the collision of swords came from a place quite far from there. The sounds were not loud but very chaotic. It should have been a melee.

    "It's like some people were fighting." Ning Lang stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and rolled his eyes quickly. "Why don't we go and have a look?"

    "It's none of our business. Why should we care so much." Duan Ye didn't want to pay attention. He had no interest in things not related to them.

    "It doesn't matter if we take a look. We are free anyway." Song Ming spoke out. He wiped his hands after eating the roasted meat and stood up.

    Luo Fei thought for a moment. "If we go there, we will definitely get into trouble. Even if we don't rob others, those people will rob us. It's not worth it."

    Feng Jiu listened to their conversation and smiled. "Let's go! In any case, we had nothing to do. We can watch from afar and don't interfere. Then you can observe other ways of fighting and learn from them."

    Since Feng Jiu already said so, of course, all the others had no objection. After eating, they went to search by following the sound. They didn't get too close, but lifted their vital energy and jumped onto the tree, watching the scene through the lush leaves.

    "Hahahaha! Kill all the men and seize the women!"

    A group of about 30 evil cultivators surrounded more than 20 men and women both young and old who were members of a clan going out to gain experience outside. They noticed that those surrounded were not weak, but their pace this time was in vain and obviously ineffective. They could only grit their teeth and held on.

    Hadn't it been for one powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, as well as the eight Golden Core cultivators, supporting the team, they would have been wiped out by those evil cultivators.

    "Those evil cultivators' fighting power wasn't strong. In addition to the Foundation Building cultivators, there are also seven Golden Core - two of them were at the peak level. If they didn't use indiscriminate means, they would have been killed by the clan members."

    Luo Fei stared at the men in front while talking in a low voice.

    "Using despicable means is also a strategy. It's obvious that these people's pace was in vain and their bodies are shaken like that. They will die before the time it takes a stick of incense to burn." Song Ming stared at the two or three beautiful women in the middle. His eyes brightened. "But these several women are good-looking and are about the same age as us. They seem to come along to gain some experience."

    When the others heard this, they all looked at him with a twitch at the corner of their mouths.

    Nothing could change his lustful nature.

    When he caught those people's gaze, he grinned. "Hey hey, don't worry, I won't act on impulse any more. I won't lose my head at the sight of a woman."

    Ning Lang looked at the people in front, bit the leaves he plucked out from the tree, and asked, "Say, if it's several of us, can we beat these evil cultivators?"

    "We aren't their match in a one-to-one fight. But, it shouldn't be a problem if we use tricks." Duan Ye answered, then paused as if he thought of something while looking at Ning Lang.


    Their gazes fell on Ning Lang.
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