"Fellow Daoist Zhan Jiu circumvented my life, I don't want the treasure box!" Zhang Mingyuan couldn't help but be shocked at the time of the destruction of the flying sword, and quickly waved his hand and shouted.

"Whoever wants your treasure box, please take my life!" Zhan Jiu's anger was venting at this time, and he waved his sword heavily at Zhang Mingyuan.

Seeing this, Zhang Mingyuan had no choice but to grit his teeth and barely fight with the broken sword in his hand.

Bang!

The original low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword could not resist Zhan Jiu. At this time, it was a broken sword that was no different from a waste. With a loud noise, the broken sword was directly beaten by Zhan Jiu. At the same time, the remaining momentum of the Wutu Sword was still strongly slapped on Zhang Mingyuan's chest.

Click!

This sword was shattered at that time. If it were an ordinary person, his life would have been lost. Even Zhang Mingyuan, a late-stage cultivator in the Golden Pill stage, was seriously injured immediately and was directly slapped by this sword and flew dozens of meters away.

"Fellow Daoist! Treasure box... Treasure box... I don't want it anymore, I'll give it to you." Zhang Mingyuan, who was seriously injured by a sword, leaned on the ground and vomited light golden blood, obviously hurting the internal organs of the dantian. He fell to the ground and kept wavering his hands to Zhan Jiu and said.

"Hmph! I only want your life!" Zhan Jiu looked cold, and he didn't even look at the golden treasure box in Zhang Mingyuan's arms. He just looked overwhelmed with anger, and then he walked towards him.

At this moment, there were more than seven or eight people gathered around. Logically speaking, everyone should be competing for the treasure box, and there is no one there to have the leisure to watch the fun. But don’t forget, isn’t there a golden treasure box here? The seven or eight people around looked at the golden treasure box in Zhang Mingyuan’s arms, as if they were sharks smelling blood.

Most of them gathered after Zhang Mingyuan, and did not see the process of Zhang Mingyuan's desolation. So at this time, there was only a late-stage Jindan cultivator who fell to the ground seriously injured, and one of them was only a early-stage Jindan cultivator. In this way, no matter which side of these two sides, there was great potential.

Although most of them also recognize Zhan Jiu, they are only limited to solving problems at the stone gate. In other words, they only know that Zhan Jiu is extremely smart, but their true strength is only limited to the surface.

At this time, the idea of ​​these seven or eight people was nothing more than sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight, and then the fisherman gained profit.

Zhan Jiu just glanced at the existence of these seven or eight people, but didn't care. His purpose this time was to kill Zhang Mingyuan, and he had no interest in anyone else. Moreover, he was not going to compete for the golden treasure box, so these people no longer had his guard against him.

But Zhang Mingyuan, who was already in danger of life and death, had his other thoughts. When people are forced to the dead end, they often do everything.

"I don't want this treasure box anymore, I'll give it to you now!" Seeing Zhan Jiu lifting his sword and approaching him step by step, Zhang Mingyuan suddenly shouted, and then threw the treasure box in his arms straight at Zhan Jiu.

Seeing the treasure box throwing it at him, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously reached out to pick it up. At this moment, the other seven or eight people who had been staring at the treasure box suddenly moved for a moment.

"The treasure box is mine!"

"The thief left the treasure box!"

"Amitabha, this treasure box is destined to be with my Buddhist sect!"

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For a moment, everyone shouted and shouted, and then they rushed towards Zhan Jiu.

Oh no! Seeing this scene, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart. But at this moment, the golden treasure box had been taken into his hand by him, and the seven or eight people around him had already rushed up. For a moment, all the magic weapon and flying swords rushed towards him.

While Zhan Jiu thought that he had just been too careless and had fallen into Zhang Mingyuan's treacherous plan, he did not dare to neglect and responded quickly. After all, this was a joint attack of seven or eight people. If you are not careful, let alone the early stage of the Jindan cultivation, even in the late stage of the Jindan, you will definitely be dead without a burial place.

Yi Wood Sword, Geng Jin Sword, and Wu Earth Sword were all transported, and even the colorful rope of the Dividing Sword was summoned to protect it all around. While dodging, all the magic weapons were blocked and pushed apart.

Dingding Dingding Ding...

For a moment, only a dense collision sound was heard. At this time, Zhan Jiu's magic weapon collisions around him burst out from time to time, forming a shadow that could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, Zhang Mingyuan, who had just been seriously injured and fell to the ground, swallowed a blood coagulation pill and got up with a wheel, then ran away. His injury was far from as serious as it seemed. Everything was just to paralyze Zhan Jiu and find an opportunity to escape.

Seeing Zhang Mingyuan escape, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but feel very anxious. However, he was besieged by this group of people and could not escape for a while and could not catch up.

Being surrounded by the crowd and beating Zhang Mingyuan even more, Zhan Jiu was furious. At that time, he used all his strength to activate Wutu Sword, and smashed the sword intent of the Mount Bengshan Sword straight forward.

boom!

There was only a loud bang, like thunder. Everyone was shocked by the attack around Zhan Jiu just now. As for this sword, at least three low-grade spiritual weapons and magic weapons were smashed into scrap iron by Zhan Jiu's sword, and more than ten magic weapons were damaged.

"...my magic weapon!" It was not until this time that someone came to his senses and immediately cried out a sad cry.

Zhan Jiu didn't care about them. He broke through the siege with one sword and immediately chased Zhang Mingyuan. Although Zhang Mingyuan was far from being seriously injured, it was a fact that he was seriously injured. Although he ran away at this time, he could run as far as possible with an injured body. Zhan Jiu just chased for a few steps and saw Zhang Mingyuan's embarrassing back in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but sneer and then he was about to catch up. But at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed out.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, please stay. The treasure box is destined to be with my Buddhist sect, so please return it." A bald monk and the other stopped in front of Zhan Jiu.

Zhan Jiu's sword just now was so amazing that it reached a point of frightening. At this time, the people who were besieging Zhan Jiu suddenly woke up. How did Zhan Jiu, a cultivator in the early stage of the Jindan, force Zhang Mingyuan and Jindan into this field in the late stage of the Jindan. For a moment, I couldn't help but sweat in my heart, and I couldn't help but think that I was rash. After all, there are countless examples of weak defeating the strong in this world of cultivation. Who knows if anyone has any powerful means?

In this way, the seven or eight people who besieged Zhan Jiu just now almost scattered. If the magic weapon is destroyed, you can practice and practice it again, but if your life is lost, there will be no place to find it.
Chapter completed!