Chapter 112 Central Wutu

The boss was drunk by the man in black and suddenly shrank his neck and dared not speak again.

When Mr. Xing saw the boss retreat, he went to pull out Zhenyan's broken knife again.

But as soon as his hand reached halfway, the Zhenyan broken knife suddenly flew up and flew directly over everyone's head and fell into the hands of a young man covered with blood.

The young man is naturally Yan Hao. It was also his bad luck. Before he could heal his wounds, the ninth-level Futu stopped. As soon as he came out, someone actually wanted to grab his magic weapon. He quickly made a move and took the magic weapon back.

This change made the onlookers turn around and see Yan Hao like a bloody man, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Go away..."

The man in black separated the crowd again. Mr. Xing came out from behind. After seeing Yan Hao, a trace of surprise flashed on his face and thought to himself: "It's rare that he fell from above and is not dead yet. What kind of master is it? As soon as he looked at Yan Hao's cultivation, he was immediately relieved. He said, "Is this knife yours? Did you fall from it?

Yan Hao saw that this star prince actually had eightfold cultivation, and those people in black were also strong physical bodies in the one-yuan period. I can't help wondering that these people have no cultivation, but the cultivation of this man in black is quite high. Just now, the star prince said what kind of world this is. Is it not good that I have left the world of martial arts? How can I go back now? I don't know what's going on with the knife?

Seeing that Yan Hao did not answer his words, Mr. Xing was quite angry and gave a wink to a big man in black.

The big man nodded to show that he understood. Then he stepped out and said, "Mr. Xing is asking you what you want to say." He pushed his hand towards Yan Hao.

Although Yan Hao was injured and thinking about things, he felt someone pushing him, and his body instinctively flashed aside.

The big man didn't push it. Under his inertia, he staddled himself and saw a smile on the faces of the people around him.

The big man turned around, became angry, and immediately punched Yan Hao.

At least, the big man is also a one-yuan cultivation, and the power of several yuan is hit, and the momentum is naturally very terrible. However, although Yan Hao was injured now, he still didn't pay attention to this power. He stretched out his finger and immediately shot out a real vitality. He shot on the big man's fist, knocked the big man down and withdrew more than ten feet. After spit out a mouthful of blood, he got up.

Yan Hao's action immediately shocked the four people. When the people around saw the people in black spitting blood and being injured, their hearts were full of dark joy.

"Get around!"

With the fall of Mr. Xing, more than a dozen men in black surrounded Yan Hao to death.

"The real Yuan period still dares to be arrogant." Mr. Xing separated the big man and walked to Yan Hao. "But I'm surprised that Xiao Zhenyuanqi fell from it and didn't fall to death."

Yan Hao touched Xiaobing on his shoulder, as if he didn't see the dilemma in front of him: "Give you a chance to withdraw these people."

"What?" Mr. Xing opened his mouth. He had never seen such a madman. Zhenyuan, who was almost dying, dared to threaten himself in the face of his eightfold Danyuan.

"If you don't withdraw the last chance, you will bear the consequences." Yan Hao said it very seriously, not like a joke.

Mr. Xing suddenly laughed and said, "I'd like to see what the consequences are."

"That's what you said."

As soon as the word "of" fell, Yan Hao's body had moved. The Yiyuan monk was regarded as a god in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Yan Hao, he was not much different from the ants.

In just a few breaths, before Mr. Xing could react, most of his dozen men turned into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Yan Haozhenyan's broken knife dragged the ground, and the powerful momentum on his body dispersed. He stared at Mr. Xing and said, "What are the consequences?"

"Look for death!"

Mr. Xing also moved, turned his hand over, and there was an extra small apricot yellow flag. His hand trembled, and the apricot yellow flag turned into a three-foot-long flag.

When Yan Hao saw the apricot yellow flag in Mr. Xing's hand, his eyes suddenly shrank. What kind of Fabei is this? Central Wutu Banner? A unique treasure?

He never thought that this star prince would have a unique treasure in his hand, and quickly shouted, "Xiao Bing, do it."

Yan Hao is now covered with injuries. It's okay to make a small move just now. It's really unwise to make a big move.

Although Xiaobing is usually naughty, she is quite obedient at the critical moment. As soon as Yan Hao drank it, he immediately spit out.

As soon as the white fog came out, the temperature around suddenly dropped several degrees.

After Yan Hao killed someone just now, the onlookers who were far away shivered together, as if it was winter all of a sudden.

At this time, the star prince, who was the first to bear the brunt, had a layer of white frost on his body. The movement of his hand slowed down, and the apricot yellow flag had not had time to exert it.

Yan Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he restrained this person in time, otherwise it would not be easy to end today.

"Okay, Xiaobing, don't freeze him to death and put away your breath." Yan Hao took the apricot yellow flag from the hand of Mr. Xing, sealed it with the seal of Fumo, sent it to the third floor of the nine-level Futu, and suppressed it with the spirit of Fumo.

If this unique treasure is in the hands of a master of Yingyuan, Yan Hao may not be able to suppress it, but unfortunately, this star's strength is not as strong as Yan Hao, so he will be easily controlled by Yan Hao.

Yan Hao's broken knife was mounted on Mr. Xing's neck and said coldly, "I'm going to die."

Xiao Bing looked at Mr. Xing's appearance and shouted excitedly in Yan Hao's ear, as if he was showing off his masterpiece in Yan Hao.

At this time, Bai Shuang has not retreated, and his body is still stiff. Yan Hao wants to kill him, which is just a matter.

"To...live."

The star struggled to spit out these two words

"It's okay to live. From now on, being my subordinate and respecting me is the way to live, otherwise vice versa. I don't like procrastination. You only have three numbers to think about it. If you agree, blink your eyes. Otherwise, after I counted the three, you haven't made any action, that's when your head falls to the ground.

"One."

"Two."

shouted the first two times, but before there was any movement. When Yan Hao was about to start again, Mr. Xing's eyes blinked quickly, and he blinked at least dozens of times in one breath.

"You know the practice." Yan Hao smiled and said, "Since you promised, let me be happy now and let me have a ban in your body. Ready to blink. Similarly, you only have three times to prepare, otherwise you will still fall to the ground.

This time, before Yan Hao began to count, Mr. Xing's eyes had begun to blink.

"Very good!" Yan Hao nodded with satisfaction, and a fire spirit smoothly entered the body of the star. Sure enough, he did not resist, allowing the spirit of the demon to form a demon charm in his heart.

Suddenly, a slight black light flashed on Mr. Xing's body, and then Mr. Xing looked at Yan Hao's eyes and became obedience.

"It's done." Yan Hao clapped his hands, and then gently pushed it out, and a flame suddenly rolled towards Mr. Xing.

"Ah!"

When the onlookers saw the flame roll out, they were shocked and screamed.

Yan Hao is a dual genius of alchemy and treasure alchemy, and it is not easy to control the temperature. The flame only helped Mr. Xing melt the frost and did not harm his body.

With the help of Yan Hao, the frost naturally melted quickly. After a while, Mr. Xing returned to normal.

"Servant Xing Xing, meet your master."

After Mr. Xing returned to normal, he immediately bowed to Yan Hao.

"Wan!"

At this time, the audience was in an uproar. Mr. Xing, the owner of Shizhen, actually worshipped others and called himself the master and claimed to be a servant.

Now these people are worried. Looking at this young man, the dead just killed more than a dozen people in an instant, although they were all bad people. But it's also worrying. What should we do if it's the same for ordinary people in the future?

After Yan Hao aroused Mr. Xing, he took out 500 yuan and gave it to the restaurant owner: "My knife smashed my uncle's store. Do you think this is enough to repair it?"

The restaurant owner was overjoyed. He didn't expect that this murderous young man would compensate himself. He hurriedly said, "Enough, enough, no, no, more, more."

Yan Hao smiled and said, "There are many, let's invite blind dates to dinner." With that, he stuffed the yuan into the hands of the restaurant owner. Turn around with Mr. Xing.

The people looked at Yan Hao's departure and looked at each other for a moment and couldn't speak. It seems that it is not a bad thing for Mr. Xing to worship his master. At least he knows how to compensate and pay the bills.

Mr. Xing took Yan Hao to his house.

It turns out that the world is called Canglanjie, and this town is called Wenshi Town.

The Canglan World is very small, and there is only one continent, which is called Canglan Continent. There is not even a country. All major cities are occupied by monks. Whoever has a big fist is the boss.

In the Canggang world, there will be magic weapons or people falling from the sky from time to time. Over time, people will get used to it.

Ask Shizhen also occasionally has a magic weapon falling down. The first person to pick it up is Mr. Xing.

That time, he fell as a person. Mr. Xing found several magic weapons and a book of mind cultivation and skills from that person. From then on, he made great progress and finally became the owner of Shizhen.

Of course, there is no need to ask, the central Wutu flag, a unique treasure, also fell from above.

After listening to the introduction of Mr. Xing, Yan Hao also felt that the world was quite interesting. How interesting it is to drop magic weapons from time to time.

As the owner of the town, the house naturally occupies a wide area. In addition to the more than ten Yuan monks he brought out today, there are still more than ten Yuan monks left, as well as five Zhenyuan monks. As for other Tianyuan and local areas, there are also dozens of people.

Yan Hao saw these people, more than one yuan, directly beat in, and soon became his servants.

Yan Hao did not want to waste this demon spirit. After all, this is not the same as several others. Although it is equipped with two layers of nine-level Futu, it is also limited. Yan Hao also wants to wait for his cultivation to rise and subdue those characters in the first period of the robbery.

But Yan Hao was afraid that these people would make trouble and go out to harass the people. It was a pity to kill them, so he gritted his teeth and wasted a little.

After taking a shower, Yan Hao changed his lifeless robe, and his whole body became gorgorous again.

Yan Hao looked at the magic weapon in front of him and was also a little surprised that this star was actually richer than him. One unique treasure, one lower treasure, one unique magic weapon, two high-quality magic weapons, four medium magic weapons, several lower magic weapons, spiritual weapons level, and dozens of pieces.

In addition, there are also practicing heart methods, skills, elixir, medicinal herbs, and yuan coins. Yan Hao looked at these things and wanted to stay here to pick up magic weapons.

However, when Mr. Xing told Yan Hao that it took him hundreds of years to accumulate these things, Yan Hao immediately gave up the idea.

Just kidding, hundreds of years, how could he have that time?

Yan Hao took the lead in looking for the medicinal materials and found that there was no deer blood benzoin, and he couldn't help sighing.

He turned his eyes to the magic weapon pile again, and the central Wutu flag had already been erased by the star prince and placed there quietly.

The Central Wutu Banner is a very famous magic weapon, which is recorded in the nine-level Futu. In fact, she is only one of a set of magic weapons, and there are three others, namely, the green lotus treasure flag, the plain cloud flag, and the ground flame flag.