The sword light shrouded down.

"Xiang Feng, you must die a good death!"

"Bang!"

The blood mist dissipated.

Mr. Wolf's body disappeared between heaven and earth, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky.

Xiangfeng stepped forward and grabbed a ring that fell from the sky and Master Wolf's sword.

That sword is at least a top-level yellow-level spiritual weapon, or even a black-level spiritual weapon, and is extremely valuable.

And inside the storage ring...

Xiangfeng immediately started to investigate.

There are actually close to 100,000 spirit-gathering pills inside!

Moreover, there are two or three extremely high-level spiritual weapons, as well as many elixirs and precious elixirs.

"This Young Master Wolf from the Zhuxian Cult is actually so rich?"

Xiang Feng was startled when he saw the contents of the storage ring.

Killing a Wolf Master is almost half of what he gained by wiping out the six major families in Changzhou City!

The key is that the six major families have assets accumulated over decades or even hundreds of years.

"You can earn so much by killing a young master wolf. If I also kill Mr. Xuan and Mr. Yao, will I still be short of spirit-gathering pills in the future?"

Thinking of this, Xiang Feng couldn't help but lick his lips.
Chapter completed!