Volume 1 Chapter 367 Four People

Chapter 367 Four People

Since that was the case, Zhang Pa did not mention going to Qingmen and stayed in the village to prevent any more cultivators from harming the people.

The group spent some quiet time, went fishing in Ninghe River, helped the villagers build houses, and even planted crops for fun when they were in the mood. More than three months passed in a blink of an eye, and what surprised Zhang Pa was that he did not go to Qingmen for trouble, but the disciples of Qingmen came to trouble him instead.

The widest and deepest part of Ninghe River is Ninghu Lake in the middle reaches, which was also the former home of the Jiaojing. Now the Jiaojing did not know where to go, but Ninghu Lake has returned to its original scenery. There are several fishing boats floating on the lake to fish, and it can be regarded as popular. Zhang Pa got a sampan to mix in with them and lay on the deck to bask in the sun.

Since he saw more than 200 villagers died innocently, he rarely spoke, and most of the time he wandered around alone. Many things in the past emerged one by one in front of him, too many people were implicated by him, such as Tianlei Mountain, such as the people of Ninghe, as if he had been causing trouble all his life. Thinking about it, I became more determined to avenge Tianlei Mountain. I must go to the Jin family again!

Lazily lying on the boat, the ice crystal on my chest jumped violently, reminding me that there were cultivators flying over. I opened my eyes and saw a few black spots parked in the sky at an altitude of 10,000 meters. I sighed softly, these people are really endless.

The black spots in the sky gradually became larger, revealing four figures, all wearing black and green robes, falling rapidly. Ning Lake is quite large, and they are very fast. They chose a secluded place to land, but no one noticed. Three people stopped on the lake, and the fourth person plunged directly into the lake. After a quarter of an hour, he surfaced and shook his head at the other three.

A short-bearded man on the lake said: "Since the Jiaojing is not here, go find Fang Jian."

Zhang Pa's sampan was ten miles away, but with the help of ice crystals, he heard the conversation between the four people in full. He wondered what these four guys were looking for Fang Jian for? Think about the clothes they wore, which were very similar to those worn by the Qingmen disciple three months ago. Could they be from Qingmen?

The four people didn't notice Zhang Pa, and flew towards the shore. Zhang Pa deliberately leaked his spiritual power, and the four people noticed the situation and immediately turned to run towards him. In the blink of an eye, they flew over and surrounded Zhang Pa in a four-way encirclement.

The four people were in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Zhang Pa cursed that Nascent Soul cultivators were becoming less and less valuable and were everywhere on the street. He smiled and looked at the four people without saying a word.

The short-bearded man asked in a deep voice: "Which sect are you from? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Pa didn't answer and asked: "What do you want to do with Fang Jian? Are you from the Qing Sect?"

This sentence made the four people change color, and he actually heard their words. Checking the cultivation level, it was high and low and couldn't find out the exact realm. The short-bearded man asked again in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"What do you want to do with Fang Jian?" Zhang Pa also repeated the question.

The short-bearded man's face was as gloomy as water. He raised his hand and a long sword appeared in his palm, flashing silver light and stabbing at Zhang Pa. The other three attacked at the same time, and three swords blocked all the retreat routes, trying to kill him.

It seems that these people are also old killers, and they will kill people if they disagree with each other. Zhang Pa's mind moved slightly, and several ice walls appeared silently around him, but the sound of jingling continued, and countless attacks hit the ice walls, but the ice walls remained motionless.

The four people's faces changed again. They couldn't penetrate the ice with all their strength. What kind of magic is this? The short-bearded man shouted in a low voice: "Get up!" The four people retreated at the same time, pinched the sword formula, and bright lines flew out from the swords in their hands, entangled with each other, and after a moment, they formed a bright net that emitted light and covered Zhang Pa.

Zhang Pa remained still in the bright net and asked softly, "Is it the Four-Elephant Sword Formation?"

The young man in front of him knew the sword formation and knew Fang Jian. The information matched the information reported by the disciples who escaped a few days ago. He was probably the famous and famous Tianlei Mountain disciple Zhang Pa. Thinking of the deaths of many of his fellow disciples, the short-bearded man shouted angrily, "Kill!" The four of them simultaneously used their swords to attack Zhang Pa. The bright net in the air became brighter, shining brightly, and several fine threads danced towards Zhang Pa in the light.

Zhang Pa stood still and muttered, "Boring." The ice wall was hard, how could it be broken by a sword formation?

To be on the safe side, the ice wall was thickened by several layers. After a while, the fine threads fell on it, continuously, connected into a piece, and wrapped the ice wall into a giant cocoon. The four people chanted the magic formula at the same time, and the fine threads entangled like pythons, trying to crush the ice wall, and faintly heard a creaking sound.

Zhang Pa stood in the ice wall and looked out. The fine threads were wrapped around the wall. Is this still a sword formation? He asked loudly: "Did one of you die in the Three Talents Formation? Why didn't the other two come?"

No one answered the four people, and they used all their strength to strangle Zhang Pa. Zhang Pa grinned: "Didn't anyone tell you that I'm powerful? You actually want to kill me?"

The four people from Qingmen knew that he was powerful and that he had more than a hundred powerful monsters, but they didn't believe that the Four Symbols Sword Formation, which was almost invincible in the world, would not kill him, so they took a risk. They all used all their strength and still didn't say anything.

Zhang Pa calculated in his heart that these four people were Fang Jian's elders. They didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, and offending him was nothing. Should he kill them?

He was fighting with others, and Bukong noticed it, so he brought Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian to come together. Xiaozhu and Xiaomao stayed on Song Yunyi's side to protect the girls. The four masters of Qingmen found that the three people had come, but because they were fighting with the ice wall with all their strength, they just couldn't spare anyone to intercept them.

Zhang Pa was very happy to find Fang Jian coming, and asked through the ice wall and the silver thread: "Should we kill these four people?"

The ice wall inside and the silver thread outside separated the two worlds, and they could not see each other. Zhang Tianfang shouted: "Why are you staying in there? Why don't you come out?" Bukong knew that Zhang Pa was very safe, so he chanted the Buddha's name to the four people from Qingmen and said: "Donor, please stop." Fang Jian stood at the outermost side, and saw that the four people were a little hesitant, so he asked: "From Qingmen?" He was of low status in Qingmen, and had no chance to meet the four masters, so he asked this question.

Zhang Tianfang said angrily: "Whatever the door is, if you don't get out, let him close the door." Zhang Pa shouted across the ice wall: "Yes, do you say to kill him?"

Kill him or not? In the past, he was considered a master of the sect at the level of a master, but now his life was controlled by him. The sudden pressure made Fang Jian more hesitant. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

Zhang Tianfang said dissatisfiedly: "It's not like a man." He shouted to the ice wall: "Just kill him."

Fang Jian's hesitation let Zhang Pa know his choice. He snapped his fingers, and four ice lotus flowers appeared on the lake. The petals were huge, and they danced lightly to wrap the four people. With their magical powers, they couldn't dodge and were wrapped. He snapped his fingers again, and the lake water rose up to the sky, covering the shining net. Suddenly, the ice was frozen and cracked. The ice was gone, and the sword net was gone.

Zhang Pa stepped out of the water and spoke to the four ice lotuses: "For Fang Jian's sake, I will not kill you, but please go back to the mountain and tell the two remaining brothers in the Three Talents Formation to stay alive and wait for me to take them." After thinking for a while, he added in a cold voice: "If the two of them escape, I will kill any Qingmen disciple I see."