Chapter 142

"If it goes on like this, the spirit stone in the storage bag won't last long, but if it only absorbs the spirit of heaven and earth here, the speed is too slow."

With the rich spiritual power of Jiang state, I'm afraid the cultivation speed is only one tenth of that directly absorbed from the spiritual stone. Such a huge gap is obviously unacceptable to him with the rapid growth of strength.

There are twenty-six spirit stones in the storage bag. Except for the one just consumed, it can only be used for twenty-five days.

"Alas... I hope I can find a way after arriving at Jiang Guodu, otherwise..."

He shook his head and took out a spirit stone. He just put it into his hand, but his eyebrows wrinkled and looked in a direction thoughtfully.

"There are monks?"

He said a word to himself. As soon as his voice fell, he felt the carriage stop, and there was a lot of hoof noise outside the window.

Yang Xuan was surprised. When the Lingshi was about to be put away, he opened the curtain and looked out.

There was a carriage in front of him, which was taken by the man from the capital. At this time, it seemed that the front was blocked, and the escorted sergeants surrounded his carriage.

Yang Xuan's thought moved, and the situation around him immediately printed into his heart.

At this time, the team was surrounded by a group of people. The other party seemed to have a large number, at least hundreds of people, extending beyond his sensing range.

He frowned slightly, pulled open the curtain and went out.

At the same time, the man from the capital also happened to get out of the carriage, came to the front of the motorcade and confronted the group.

"Who are you? You dare to stop the motorcade in Chaozhong."

The difference in the number of people between the two sides is too large, so he has no confidence and speaks a lot softer.

"Who are we? Hehe, why, can't you see? Or..."

A long knife suddenly came out of its scabbard and was put on the man's neck.

Yang Xuan was surprised and walked up in two steps.

I saw that those who surrounded the motorcade were dressed in ragged clothes and looked a little ragged. As for their looks, they were tall, short, fat and thin, different from each other.

In front of the man from the capital, a burly man was riding on a horse, with a ferocious face and a lot of beard residue on his chin.

The long knife in his hand was clamped on the man's neck, and a trace of bright red flowed slowly along the snow-white blade.

"Robber?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively.

The big man with the long knife suddenly turned his head, glanced at Yang Xuan, sneered and said, "it seems that there is a sensible man. Well, you can take out all the valuable things right away. Grandpa, I'll let you go."

"Oh? Really."

Yang Xuan looked around calmly, with a sneer on his face.

"In broad daylight, you dare to commit murder. You have a lot of courage."

"Smelly boy, what are you talking about!"

A man on the side immediately rushed to Yang Xuan's body on horseback, his face was full of fierce color, and a knife cleaved down at Yang Xuan.

The man was so decisive that he slashed his neck with a long knife, leaving no way to live.

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and his hand was wrapped up by Lingli. Then he raised it high and grabbed the long knife directly. He heard a light sound, like a metal impact, and the knife body was immediately held in his hand.

The robber who rushed over didn't react. Yang Xuan pulled the long knife away from his right hand with a slight force, and then threw it aside.

The scene was said sooner or later, but only in the blink of an eye.

When the robber stopped, he was surprised and looked at Yang Xuan's side.

The knife was already twisted at this time, and the middle part of the blade was twisted into a ball by a huge force, like a twist.

This scene frightened the robber. He stared at Yang Xuan with a frightened face. His lips trembled and one hand pointed to the long knife on the ground, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

This scene also shocked many people around. They looked at each other one by one. Unexpectedly, no one dared to come forward.

"Oh, I still have some skills."

The leader took back the long knife in his hand and ignored the man from the capital. Instead, he looked at Yang Xuan with interest and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Dare you ask, are you an immortal master?"

He turned over and dismounted, walked slowly towards Yang Xuan, dragged the long knife on the ground and pulled out a long mark.

The people and horses surrounding them all retreated a distance with tacit understanding at this time, and their faces looked like Schadenfreude, as if they were waiting to see a good play.

"You are also a monk!"

Without answering the big man's question, Yang Xuan frowned slightly and pulled out his immortal sword from behind.

As early as he was in the carriage, he sensed a wave of spiritual power. Now when the big man approached, the wave of spiritual power suddenly became strong.

When he said this, the big man immediately laughed, stopped two or three meters away from Yang Xuan, nodded and said, "yes, I'm also a monk, but I prefer others to call me immortal."

"Really!"

Yang Xuan looked bland and stared into the man's eyes: "Sir, this is a war with me?"

"I can't help it. Although my men have good skills, they are still reluctant to deal with an immortal master."

The big man's ferocious face was a little gentle and seemed to have an excellent mind.

Yang Xuan lowered his head and looked slightly frozen. He seemed to be meditating.

Now, the man from the capital couldn't sit still. He shook his teeth and stood out. He said in a deep voice: "this Yang Xian master was invited by his majesty. It's OK to give you the gold and silver in the convoy, but if you offend Yang Xian master, you're beating his Majesty's face."

After all, for ordinary robbers, since they can get the money, there is no need to fight with the whole Jiang state.

However, the big man sneered, stared at Yang Xuan with his eyes and said without looking back: "really? How do I feel that you don't seem to understand the situation? If you are all dead, where will we have any trouble?"

As soon as the voice fell, the long knife in his hand flashed a white light. The white light continued to curl around. Finally, it wrapped a faint layer around him.

Yang Xuan raised his head, glanced at the big man, and seemed to inadvertently look at the man from the capital.

"If you want to think clearly, if you fight with me, there will be no way back."

His voice took a chill, which surprised the man.