Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal
Chapter 261
Chapter 261
Could it be that he came for himself?Dialect murmured for a while, and slowed down his escape speed a little, wanting to see if it was someone who troubled him.Soon a ray of light stopped not far in front of Fang Yan, and at the same time, an excited shout sounded: "It's really you? Haha, I finally let this young master catch you. Let's see how you escape this time."
Dialect stared at it, there were two people in front of him, and the one who was talking was the young master of Rongcheng Commercial Company who was molesting Liu'er at the beginning, he narrowed his eyes, and instead of looking for you, he came to your door by himself, no wonder the tone was so loud, since it was just built Foundation, just relying on a few guards to be arrogant, but now it has reached the late stage of foundation establishment.
Fang Yan noticed Rong Fei's cultivation base at a glance, but the person next to him was a Jindan cultivation base, and like himself, he was also a Jindan mid-stage cultivation base.
It would have been better if it wasn't the Nascent Soul cultivator, and said in dialect: "Rong Fei? I haven't looked for you yet, but you sent it yourself."
"Haha, the tone is not small. I don't know why the Four Iron Guards didn't kill you back then. Today, you don't have such good luck. If you are sensible and hand over that talented woman, you can still stay. You have a way to live, otherwise, hum."
Hearing that the other party was still playing with Liu'er, the dialect became murderous: "You're asking for your own death."
"Hmph, master, this person is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, don't bother you, let's leave it to disciples." Rong Fei bowed to the old man next to him, and after hearing the old man's voice of agreement, he immediately activated the magic weapon Approaching the dialect: "It's just to try the power of my new treasure."
"Treasures? All I give away are treasures." Fang Yan thought to himself when he heard Rong Fei's voice, and at the same time looked at the flying sword in Rong Fei's hand. As soon as he approached, Fang Yan felt a sharp golden aura. The piercing sharp gold aura is actually the most suitable gold magic weapon for killing, and it is also a middle-grade treasure. No wonder Rong Fei is full of confidence.
It's a pity that Rong Fei misjudged the strength of the dialect. Now that the dialect has been restrained all the way, even his master can't detect it.
Based on the calculation of the second floor of the foundation building more than ten years ago, the master and the apprentice are now at most comparable to Rong Fei. With this killing sword, it only takes a few moves to kill, so the old man did not show any worry.
"It's a pity that it's a good magic weapon, so give it to me." Fang Yan saw Rong Fei Yujian flying towards him, and didn't dodge anything. If it was urged by the old man next to him, Fang Yan was a little worried, but it was Rong Fei Prompted, even if it is a gold-type flying sword of a middle-grade treasure, what effect can it have.
Without using any helpers, Fang Yan just threw out a thumping boxing Muhuangquan, a huge fist transformed into Chao Rongfei and rushed straight.
When Rong Fei saw Fang Yan's movements, he was full of confidence at the moment, so he didn't care at all: "Just relying on my low-level boxing skills, you want to resist my Tianling sword?"
Rong Fei didn't make any fancy moves either, he urged the flying sword to slash towards Fang Yan. As soon as the sword fist touched, the sword energy of Tianling sword cut into the huge shadow of the fist, and it was about to pass through in an instant. Cut to the strength of dialect's body.
Fang Yan was slightly surprised when he saw this. The gold-type magic weapon was really extraordinary. In terms of sharpness alone, it was stronger than the other types.
Before Rong Fei had time to cheer, he became aware of being hit hard on his body and lost consciousness in an instant. The difference in cultivation between the two was too great. Even if Dialect didn't use magic weapons, how could Rong Fei be the opponent of Dialect? If it wasn't for Fang Yan's intention to test the power of the gold-type flying sword, he could kill Rong Fei without even needing a single move.
"Bold madman, how dare you kill my apprentice." The old man watching the battle didn't expect that his apprentice would be beheaded and killed with just one move, and even his body was taken away by the opponent, and he immediately screamed furiously.
I can't help but the old man is not angry. Although Rong Fei's qualifications are ordinary, there is a big chamber of commerce Rongcheng Trading Company behind him. Every year, the number of people who honor him alone is not a small number, not to mention that the entire sect will get great benefits from Rongcheng Trading Company. Now Rongcheng Trading Company The young master was actually beheaded under his nose, even if Rongcheng Trading Company didn't make trouble for him, there would be no good fruit for him to go back to the sect.
After putting away Rong Fei's body and the flying sword, Fang Yan said, "Huh? Should I just stand and let him kill me?"
The old man seemed to have noticed the expression of the dialect, and he was not nervous at all. If he was really a foundation cultivator, he would have been unable to move under his aura. Could it be that this person in front of him is also a golden core cultivator? Rong Fei, the middle-grade treasure, the old man was sure of his guess a lot. If he knew that he was a Jindan cultivator, how could he let Rong Fei make a move? It's just that it's too late to regret it now. Can you explain it?
"Do you know that Rong Fei is a disciple of my Qingyun sect? You kill the disciples of Qingyun sect now, and follow me back to the sect to be punished." Realizing that the strength of the dialect is not the foundation-building period he imagined, the old man immediately changed his tone and sent his sect Qingyun Zong lifted it out.
It is only a few hundred miles away from Qingyun Sect, and it only takes a moment for Jindan monks to arrive. Dialect has already noticed that while the old man was talking to him, a wave of mana came from him. Rescue.
"Haha, old man, are you crazy, let me know your sect? Do you think I am a fool? If you have the ability, you can keep me." Dialect urged the flying sword under his feet.
"Want to escape like this?" As soon as Fang Yan made a move, the old man discovered Fang Yan's way, and the magic weapon under his feet immediately activated, and he was close to Fang Yan in an instant.
Fang Yan felt that a magic weapon was enveloping him. What Fang Yan was waiting for was this moment. The other party was also a Jindan cultivator. If the other party wanted to escape in an instant, it was so close to Qingyun Sect. It was really difficult for him to chase him down. After urging the magic weapon to attack, it was difficult to leave immediately.
"Old man, let's be fooled." Fang Yan secretly said in his heart, and at the same time the mana in his hand was condensed, and in an instant a Wutu mine appeared in Fang Yan's hand: "Go."
"Ah?" The old man has long since lost confidence in the dialect. He released this magic weapon just to trap the other party. He waited for him to come to the same door and work together to arrest him. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't pay attention to his magic weapon at all. The power of the spirit thunder released from his hand is so domineering, is this still the method of Jindan stage?
Regardless of looking at the battle situation over there, the old man immediately threw out another ring-shaped magic weapon to form a barrier in front of him. He only heard a loud bang, and the old man's body was blasted dozens of feet away. Feeling a huge suction force coming from behind him, Fang Yan had already released the fish slave, and once the fifth-level intermediate monster domain attacked, even the Jindan cultivator had to use some means.
The old man was shocked when he noticed the fish slave's attack, and quickly urged his body to fly away in the opposite direction. After all, he was not in the sea, and the fish slave could not exert its maximum power.
It's just that before he had time to rejoice, he realized that his soul was under attack, and the dialect's God-killing thorn had already been shot out.At the same time, another spiritual thunder exploded behind him, and the old man was shocked, and wanted to use his magic weapon to resist, but found that a domineering force in his body had invaded his physical body and soul.
"What is this?" At the last moment, the old man left only one question.
They are also in the mid-stage of Golden Core cultivators, but regardless of their physical body, golden core mana, spirit, consciousness, and dialect, they are far superior to ordinary Golden Core cultivators. With the cooperation of fish slaves, they can kill the same level with a few tricks. It's no wonder, it's a pity that the old man still wants to catch dialects.
A few escaping lights have appeared in the distance, and Fang Yan knows that they are the helpers called by the old man. Qing Yunzong's teleportation array is useless, and the other party has died a group of golden core monks. It won't take long, and more monks will come Chasing and killing himself, it seems that another Qing Yunzong will be added to the list of wanted him.
Without thinking too much, he took away the body of the magic weapon left by the old man, recalled the fish slave, dialect immediately urged Liu Guangyi to escape from here.
"Where's Junior Brother Leng?" After several people rushed here, they searched around, and the smell of fighting was still there, but the messenger had already disappeared, and after a while, several people rushed over.
"Senior Brother Leng's natal primordial spirit card has been broken, and he has been killed."
"What? Who the hell dares to come to Qing Yunzong to act wildly." An old man from Sequoia shouted angrily.
At the same time, in a tall building in Qingyun Market, the head shopkeeper of Rongcheng Commercial Bank was full of sadness: "Look, even if you search all over the mainland, you must find the murderer who killed Feier."
(End of this chapter)
Could it be that he came for himself?Dialect murmured for a while, and slowed down his escape speed a little, wanting to see if it was someone who troubled him.Soon a ray of light stopped not far in front of Fang Yan, and at the same time, an excited shout sounded: "It's really you? Haha, I finally let this young master catch you. Let's see how you escape this time."
Dialect stared at it, there were two people in front of him, and the one who was talking was the young master of Rongcheng Commercial Company who was molesting Liu'er at the beginning, he narrowed his eyes, and instead of looking for you, he came to your door by himself, no wonder the tone was so loud, since it was just built Foundation, just relying on a few guards to be arrogant, but now it has reached the late stage of foundation establishment.
Fang Yan noticed Rong Fei's cultivation base at a glance, but the person next to him was a Jindan cultivation base, and like himself, he was also a Jindan mid-stage cultivation base.
It would have been better if it wasn't the Nascent Soul cultivator, and said in dialect: "Rong Fei? I haven't looked for you yet, but you sent it yourself."
"Haha, the tone is not small. I don't know why the Four Iron Guards didn't kill you back then. Today, you don't have such good luck. If you are sensible and hand over that talented woman, you can still stay. You have a way to live, otherwise, hum."
Hearing that the other party was still playing with Liu'er, the dialect became murderous: "You're asking for your own death."
"Hmph, master, this person is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, don't bother you, let's leave it to disciples." Rong Fei bowed to the old man next to him, and after hearing the old man's voice of agreement, he immediately activated the magic weapon Approaching the dialect: "It's just to try the power of my new treasure."
"Treasures? All I give away are treasures." Fang Yan thought to himself when he heard Rong Fei's voice, and at the same time looked at the flying sword in Rong Fei's hand. As soon as he approached, Fang Yan felt a sharp golden aura. The piercing sharp gold aura is actually the most suitable gold magic weapon for killing, and it is also a middle-grade treasure. No wonder Rong Fei is full of confidence.
It's a pity that Rong Fei misjudged the strength of the dialect. Now that the dialect has been restrained all the way, even his master can't detect it.
Based on the calculation of the second floor of the foundation building more than ten years ago, the master and the apprentice are now at most comparable to Rong Fei. With this killing sword, it only takes a few moves to kill, so the old man did not show any worry.
"It's a pity that it's a good magic weapon, so give it to me." Fang Yan saw Rong Fei Yujian flying towards him, and didn't dodge anything. If it was urged by the old man next to him, Fang Yan was a little worried, but it was Rong Fei Prompted, even if it is a gold-type flying sword of a middle-grade treasure, what effect can it have.
Without using any helpers, Fang Yan just threw out a thumping boxing Muhuangquan, a huge fist transformed into Chao Rongfei and rushed straight.
When Rong Fei saw Fang Yan's movements, he was full of confidence at the moment, so he didn't care at all: "Just relying on my low-level boxing skills, you want to resist my Tianling sword?"
Rong Fei didn't make any fancy moves either, he urged the flying sword to slash towards Fang Yan. As soon as the sword fist touched, the sword energy of Tianling sword cut into the huge shadow of the fist, and it was about to pass through in an instant. Cut to the strength of dialect's body.
Fang Yan was slightly surprised when he saw this. The gold-type magic weapon was really extraordinary. In terms of sharpness alone, it was stronger than the other types.
Before Rong Fei had time to cheer, he became aware of being hit hard on his body and lost consciousness in an instant. The difference in cultivation between the two was too great. Even if Dialect didn't use magic weapons, how could Rong Fei be the opponent of Dialect? If it wasn't for Fang Yan's intention to test the power of the gold-type flying sword, he could kill Rong Fei without even needing a single move.
"Bold madman, how dare you kill my apprentice." The old man watching the battle didn't expect that his apprentice would be beheaded and killed with just one move, and even his body was taken away by the opponent, and he immediately screamed furiously.
I can't help but the old man is not angry. Although Rong Fei's qualifications are ordinary, there is a big chamber of commerce Rongcheng Trading Company behind him. Every year, the number of people who honor him alone is not a small number, not to mention that the entire sect will get great benefits from Rongcheng Trading Company. Now Rongcheng Trading Company The young master was actually beheaded under his nose, even if Rongcheng Trading Company didn't make trouble for him, there would be no good fruit for him to go back to the sect.
After putting away Rong Fei's body and the flying sword, Fang Yan said, "Huh? Should I just stand and let him kill me?"
The old man seemed to have noticed the expression of the dialect, and he was not nervous at all. If he was really a foundation cultivator, he would have been unable to move under his aura. Could it be that this person in front of him is also a golden core cultivator? Rong Fei, the middle-grade treasure, the old man was sure of his guess a lot. If he knew that he was a Jindan cultivator, how could he let Rong Fei make a move? It's just that it's too late to regret it now. Can you explain it?
"Do you know that Rong Fei is a disciple of my Qingyun sect? You kill the disciples of Qingyun sect now, and follow me back to the sect to be punished." Realizing that the strength of the dialect is not the foundation-building period he imagined, the old man immediately changed his tone and sent his sect Qingyun Zong lifted it out.
It is only a few hundred miles away from Qingyun Sect, and it only takes a moment for Jindan monks to arrive. Dialect has already noticed that while the old man was talking to him, a wave of mana came from him. Rescue.
"Haha, old man, are you crazy, let me know your sect? Do you think I am a fool? If you have the ability, you can keep me." Dialect urged the flying sword under his feet.
"Want to escape like this?" As soon as Fang Yan made a move, the old man discovered Fang Yan's way, and the magic weapon under his feet immediately activated, and he was close to Fang Yan in an instant.
Fang Yan felt that a magic weapon was enveloping him. What Fang Yan was waiting for was this moment. The other party was also a Jindan cultivator. If the other party wanted to escape in an instant, it was so close to Qingyun Sect. It was really difficult for him to chase him down. After urging the magic weapon to attack, it was difficult to leave immediately.
"Old man, let's be fooled." Fang Yan secretly said in his heart, and at the same time the mana in his hand was condensed, and in an instant a Wutu mine appeared in Fang Yan's hand: "Go."
"Ah?" The old man has long since lost confidence in the dialect. He released this magic weapon just to trap the other party. He waited for him to come to the same door and work together to arrest him. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't pay attention to his magic weapon at all. The power of the spirit thunder released from his hand is so domineering, is this still the method of Jindan stage?
Regardless of looking at the battle situation over there, the old man immediately threw out another ring-shaped magic weapon to form a barrier in front of him. He only heard a loud bang, and the old man's body was blasted dozens of feet away. Feeling a huge suction force coming from behind him, Fang Yan had already released the fish slave, and once the fifth-level intermediate monster domain attacked, even the Jindan cultivator had to use some means.
The old man was shocked when he noticed the fish slave's attack, and quickly urged his body to fly away in the opposite direction. After all, he was not in the sea, and the fish slave could not exert its maximum power.
It's just that before he had time to rejoice, he realized that his soul was under attack, and the dialect's God-killing thorn had already been shot out.At the same time, another spiritual thunder exploded behind him, and the old man was shocked, and wanted to use his magic weapon to resist, but found that a domineering force in his body had invaded his physical body and soul.
"What is this?" At the last moment, the old man left only one question.
They are also in the mid-stage of Golden Core cultivators, but regardless of their physical body, golden core mana, spirit, consciousness, and dialect, they are far superior to ordinary Golden Core cultivators. With the cooperation of fish slaves, they can kill the same level with a few tricks. It's no wonder, it's a pity that the old man still wants to catch dialects.
A few escaping lights have appeared in the distance, and Fang Yan knows that they are the helpers called by the old man. Qing Yunzong's teleportation array is useless, and the other party has died a group of golden core monks. It won't take long, and more monks will come Chasing and killing himself, it seems that another Qing Yunzong will be added to the list of wanted him.
Without thinking too much, he took away the body of the magic weapon left by the old man, recalled the fish slave, dialect immediately urged Liu Guangyi to escape from here.
"Where's Junior Brother Leng?" After several people rushed here, they searched around, and the smell of fighting was still there, but the messenger had already disappeared, and after a while, several people rushed over.
"Senior Brother Leng's natal primordial spirit card has been broken, and he has been killed."
"What? Who the hell dares to come to Qing Yunzong to act wildly." An old man from Sequoia shouted angrily.
At the same time, in a tall building in Qingyun Market, the head shopkeeper of Rongcheng Commercial Bank was full of sadness: "Look, even if you search all over the mainland, you must find the murderer who killed Feier."
(End of this chapter)
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