Chapter 533

"Hmm?" Yuan Jing was beaten to fly. Old Yang's face suddenly stiffened and his whole body released uncontrollable anger.

He has been so servile that he just doesn't want to make trouble.

Unfortunately, the world is too cruel. The more honest you are, the more trouble you find.

"Old man, you're not convinced. If you're tired of living, how about our brothers help you loosen your bones?" the man said arrogantly when he saw that Yang was angry, but he was not afraid at all.

An old man doesn't have any strength. The ragged carriage looks like people with no background. What threat can he pose to them.

Yang Lao shook his head slightly, directly stepped on the carriage with his hand, and said to Nie Tian, "these two people are yours."

Nie Tian glanced slightly, but the old man was not polite.

But he likes this kind of face beating very much and is happy to help.

Nie Tian stepped out with one step, and the fierce and domineering sword intention burst out. Unexpectedly, he forced the two people to step back. He glanced at them as if he were looking at two brain cripples and smiled coldly: "we look like soft persimmons, don't we?"

The two people's eyes trembled slightly. Just now they didn't pay attention to Nie Tian's existence. At this time, they realized that the young man in front of them was a real yuan heavy warrior.

Although this strength is much weaker than them, his age is only a teenager. It's terrible.

They calmed down and said coldly, "smelly boy, hand over all your Yuanjing. Don't make trouble for me. You can't provoke some people."

"Oh?" Nie Tian smiled and said, "don't mean, there are no people I can't provoke."

"Shua! Shua!" the voice fell, and the two swords burst out. A bloody mouth appeared on their faces and dyed half of their faces red.

"Hmm? What a terrible sword!" the two people were stunned until the blood flowed down.

Nie Tian's sword intention was fast and sharp, and didn't give them any reaction time at all.

"Smelly boy, you want to die!" they touched the wound on their face at the same time, drank angrily and revealed their killing opportunity.

But Nie Tian didn't give them any chance to resist. A touch of cold was raised at the corners of his mouth, and immediately a more ferocious sword came out.

Although these two people are Zhenyuan's five strength, they are completely lambs to be slaughtered in front of Nie Tian, who is Zhenyuan's one strong warrior.

Just when the deadly sword intention was about to kill them, a separated Qi force roared out, like spring breeze and rain, easily eliminating the sword intention.

"Let them go." Nie Tian looked back at Yang Lao, who sighed softly and said.

It was Yang Lao who saved people. Obviously, he just wanted Nie Tian to teach the two people a lesson. He didn't want him to kill people.

"Roll!" Nie Tian frowned slightly and roared.

They dared not stay for another half a minute, ran away in a hurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"There are forces behind them, otherwise they dare not rob at the gate of the city. If you kill them, someone will retaliate." before Nie Tian could speak, old Yang explained.

Nie Tian shook his head, smiled bitterly and murmured, "I'm afraid someone will retaliate if you don't kill them."

According to Nie Tian's means, it must be weeding out the roots. Now the two have run away, which is the real way to release the tiger and return to the mountain.

Wait, someone will retaliate.

Yang Lao didn't say much. He jumped directly into the carriage, and Nie Tian immediately followed.

Of course Nie Tian knew that old Yang asked him to do it just now. On the one hand, he taught those two blind guys a lesson, and on the other hand, he also wanted to test his strength.

In the final analysis, Mr. Yang is still worried about him.

A moment later, the carriage drove into the inner city of Xumi lingdu, where there was a bustling scene.

"Dream girl, you should get off and leave." old Yang stopped the carriage and shouted faintly.

Meng Xueqing showed her head, but said, "haven't you come to the alchemy guild yet?"

This girl is so sincere that she wants old yang to send her to the alchemy guild.

"The alchemy guild is right ahead. Go yourself." old Yang pulled the curtain of the car and let Meng Xueqing get off.

Nie Tian was a little stunned. Old Yang seemed to be very familiar with the alchemy guild, and just now he mentioned the name of mengfanchen. His expression was very flat without any respect.

Vaguely, Nie Tian felt that old Yang seemed to have something to do with the alchemy guild.

Meng Xueqing had no choice but to say hello to Yang Zixiao, then got off the carriage and said to Nie Tian, "brother Nie, let's go."

Nie Tian sneered and said, "young lady, old Yang asked you to leave, but he didn't let me leave. Besides, you go home to the alchemy guild. What am I going for?"

"You saved my life, I let my grandpa repay you." Meng Xueqing said seriously.

"Forget it." Nie Tian waved his hand and said, "we'll talk about it next time."

"OK." Meng Xueqing was slightly lost. Her little hand pinched Nie Tian's arm, and then turned to the carriage and said, "brother Zixiao, I'm leaving."

"Sister Meng, see you later." Yang Zixiao's weak voice came from the carriage.

Mengxueqing turned and left, and her dexterous figure soon disappeared.

"Yang Lao." after Meng Xueqing left, Nie Tian no longer held back and said directly, "you came to Xumi lingdu to find the president of mengfanchen?"

Old Yang's eyes were frozen, and his expression was saying: how do you know?

Nie Tian nodded and smiled. Yang Lao's expression told him that he was right.

Old Yang has no great respect for mengfanchen, which undoubtedly shows that his identity is not far from that of the latter.

Judging from Yang's spiritual strength, he must be an alchemist.

Since Yang Lao feels that he has no ability to heal Yang Zixiao's 100 empty body, he can only seek the help of one person, that is, mengfanchen.

"Yang Lao, Meng Xueqing was here just now. Why don't you go to the alchemy guild with her?" Nie Tian asked.

"The time hasn't come yet." old Yang replied coldly.

Nie Tian's eyes coagulated, and then said, "Yang Zixiao's disease can't be cured by dream."

"He can't cure it, can you?" old Yang said coldly, obviously disgusted with Nie Tian's words.

"I can!" Nie Tian nodded heavily, his eyes shining with extreme firmness.

Old Yang was stunned when he heard Nie Tian's words and saw his eyes for a few seconds. "Boy, don't joke about Xiao er's disease, otherwise even if you saved us, I won't be merciful."

Cold words, cold eyes and cold killing intention, Yang was really angry.

Yang Zixiao's illness is a pain in his heart. No one can touch it, let alone joke at will.

Nie Tian stepped forward and said, "do I look like I'm joking?"

Old Yang was stunned again, his eyes trembled and said, "how can I believe you?"

"Yang Zixiao has only one strength of Yuanling, but he is enough to defeat the nine martial arts of Yuanling, because he can weaken the opponent's combat power, right?" Nie Tian said directly without fear.

"How do you know?" old Yang was shocked and his face was completely stiff.