100 kills and over goods 2

The charm is also one of the unique means of immortals. It is said that like practicing skills, it is also divided into the four levels of Xuanhuang in heaven and earth. Each level is divided into upper and lower grades. However, in the world of cultivation in the great Qin Dynasty, Wang Fan has not seen a powerful charm so far. Even if it is known as the top-quality flying sword charm, it is still a general product.

But Fu Zhuan has its advantages. When using it, it can be triggered by injecting a little spiritual power, and it is often lightning and thunder, which can frighten people. Therefore, although it is unsatisfactory, it is still a favorite thing for low-level disciples to walk in the world of cultivation, and the price is naturally not low.

As a disciple of Refinery Peak, Song San has not made much breakthrough in practice, but he has finally got the light of Refiner Peak and earned a lot of money. He really has a lot of charms on his body. Although they are all yellow-level products, they also have some functions.

He has long discussed with Yuan Hong. Although Wang Fan has been invited out this time, he is a killer to deal with the refiners. He has no choice but to expose it. With the low strength of the two of them, how can he be the opponents of many "talkers"? Both of them were cunning people, and then came up with a trick that Yuan Hong recited his hand.

Speaking of this scheme, it is not good. Ordinary monks have an extremely keen sense. Unless it is a high-level monk to a low-level monk, it is difficult to succeed in sneaking.

But there is also the inevitability of success this time.

First of all, Song San led the thin monkeys and the two of them to run wildly, tiring them like grandchildren, not only physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue. Therefore, as soon as the two saw Song San stop, their spirits were suddenly relaxed, so they did not go around to check whether there was any ambush. In addition, for the two thin monkeys, Song San's cultivation was really unable to show his hands. It's difficult for both of them to underestimate the enemy.

So when they saw so many low-level runes, they naturally thought that Song San was delaying time or deliberately sting people. In order to further show their prestige and defeat their opponents with confidence, they would not dodge the attack of the runes.

Unfortunately, Yuan Hong's inferior spiritual sword was mixed in these sword shadows. He was self-amazed that he pointed the flying sword at the big man with low cultivation and succeeded all of a sudden.

Looking at the body of the big man who slowly fell to the ground, Song San jumped up excitedly and almost danced. Naturally, his mouth was more arrogant: "Haha, such a rotten charm kills people. It's so fucking cool, thin monkey. Is your accomplice mudly, so unbeatable? You're not also muddy, are you, ha ha."

The thin monkey's face was pale, and he couldn't wait to go up and kick him to death, but he forcibly resisted and said coldly, "Since you're here, why are you hiding? Friends, show up quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"Haha" Yuan Hong's figure was bloated, but at this time he was wearing a tight black coat, and his fat meat came out of the hidden place: "The thin monkey is indeed a six-layer master. He can even guess that someone has done it secretly and admires it."

Seeing that he pretended to arch his hand, the thin monkey almost vomited blood and died. If he couldn't see this kind of obvious thing, he didn't have to live. He would kill someone and what kind of thing.

But before he figured it out, he had to hold back: "Which way is your friend from?"

"Which way are you from?" Yuan Hong took it for granted that he threw the problem back.

"Me?" The thin monkey was stunned, but surprisingly did not get angry: "Has your friend also received a notice from the refiner? In this case, how about we work together to kill this scorpion and share its treasure equally? I heard that he has five medium-grade spiritual swords on his body, all of which are refined of copper and iron, which are of excellent quality!"

"Did the refiner tell you?" Song San jumped three feet high and cursed, "This old fox, no one knows the promise, but turned around and sold me. I'm endless with him."

"It's not over?" Yuan Hong pretended to be decent: "Kid, whether it's over or not, you are dead today, and there are two groups of five people coming behind. Hey hey, even if we don't kill you, you can't live in Shuanglong Mountain. Are you a thin monkey?"

The thin monkey was furious. He thought he would be polite after he knew that he was also notified by the refiner. Unexpectedly, after three words, he still shouted his nickname.

"Little friend, let's take the time to act, otherwise when others come, we will get less benefits." He was angry, but he did not intend to teach Yuan Hong a lesson, but urged him to take action against Song San quickly.

"You mean I'll kill him, and you're watching?" Yuan Hong's eyes turned and he grined: "That's not possible. Unless we are together, I'm not his opponent." With that, he slowly approached the thin monkey and wanted to be surprised again.

The thin monkey is not the first day to come out to fool around. Naturally, it is not easy to fool. It was enough for his accomplice to be killed inadvertently just now, which can make him win again. So when he saw his eyes spinning around, he felt bad. After thinking about it again, he realized that he had been cheated, and he couldn't help but be furious: "Kid, are you pretending to be very cool? Do you still want to sneak up on me?"

"You can see it!" Song San clapped his hands and sighed, "The fat man just pretended to be really unspeakable. I almost believed it. How did you see it?"

"Yes, I'm fucking pretending to be so good. Can you still see that thin monkeys have golden eyes?" Yuan Hong was also full of surprise, as if it were true.

Not to mention the thin monkey, Wang Fan, who was hidden on one side, was almost angry and cried by them, but he looked down on the thin monkey more and more in his heart: "It's so stupid. There is only one way to deal with these two people, that is, to make them speechless. No matter how hard they argue in front of strength, they are, they are powerless."

He was right, but he blamed the thin monkey.

The thin monkey is a six-level monk who practices qi. Of course, he will not see the two three-level monks who practice qi, but he has done more things to kill and more goods, and his feeling becomes particularly keen. When he is tit-for-tat with Yuan Hong and Song San, he feels an extremely dangerous breath approaching him, which makes him frightened: "Is there another one here? A master? Don't you know if it's an enemy or a friend?

But no matter whether he is an enemy or friend, he can't help but be careless: "Don't worry, delay the time first. When the last two groups of people and refiners come, then join them to fight together. Less trophies are better than losing your life."

He wanted to procrastinate, but Yuan Hong and Song San didn't want to delay any more. They looked at each other, flew out their swords, and killed them.

"Hum" The thin monkey sneered, suddenly withdrew the spiritual sword, waved out a machete: "The firefly also dares to compete with the sun and the moon. Let you see my strength today." Saying "swh" to the spiritual sword.

The machete is powerful and heavy, and it does not fall behind at all. It is still his attention to guard against unknown dangers. If he does it with all his strength, this knife can at least leave some traces on the two spiritual swords.