Chapter 66: Treasure-grabbing Cultivator

"Okay!" The sound was still echoing in the air for a long time. Although the sound was very light, as a monk who had a far better hearing than ordinary people, Yi Jianfeng's subconscious sound just now reached the ears of the three people fighting in the field-

As soon as Yi Jianfeng said, he knew that his whereabouts were exposed. He glared at the white little tiger beside him with a reproach. He was about to ask the white little tiger Bai Zhantian why he did this, but suddenly he heard the middle-aged man in gray robe scolding angrily: "Who is that sneaky? Why don't you get out for Master Hu?"-

Zhao Wenqing and Zhao Qianqian, who had just stepped on the flying sword and were about to fly away from here, pausing unconsciously, wanting to see who was peeping around.

Hu Ren, a middle-aged man in gray robe, heard Yi Jianfeng's voice, with a look of alertness on his face, and looked at Yi Jianfeng's hidden place with a vigilant look. You know, when he was about to rob Zhao Wenqing and Zhao Qianqian, his late-stage spiritual sense of the Dingdan carefully scanned the nearby area and confirmed that there was no one else within a radius of five miles before he started. But now at the critical moment of fighting and about to take down his prey, he found someone peeking at the side. Can you not be surprised if you say he is?

Yi Jianfeng heard the angrily rebuked by the middle-aged man in gray robe and couldn't help but glared at the white little tiger beside him, Baizhan Tiancai walked out of the hiding bushes.

As soon as Yi Jianfeng appeared, he said to the middle-aged man in gray robe: "Uh! Uncle! You guys continue, I just passed by here, you do whatever you should do, it has nothing to do with me at this time."-

Hu Ren, a middle-aged man in gray robe, saw that the person coming was just a young boy. He swept his spiritual sense into Yi Jianfeng and found that Yi Jianfeng was just an early stage of Judan cultivation, and there was a storage bag on his waist. He couldn't help but sigh: "Haha, what a good luck, another little fat sheep came."-

Hu Ren, a middle-aged man in gray robe, suppressed the surprise in his heart and scolded Yi Jianfeng: "Boy, who is your uncle? Since he has broken through his good deeds, he can leave it alone. If he wants to survive, he will leave the storage bag on your waist. Maybe he is happy for a moment and can still let you live."-

"Qianqian, let's go." Zhao Wenqing saw that the person who came was just a young man with early stages of Judan cultivation, so he decisively issued an order to escape-

While Zhao Wenqing was speaking, he activated his magic power to pour into the flying sword under his feet. The gray flying sword under his feet trembled slightly, and then turned into a stream of light and shot into the sky.

"It's not that easy to run. How can a cooked duck let him fly?" The middle-aged man in gray robe kept paying attention to the Zhao brothers and sisters not far away while talking to Yi Jianfeng. At this time, he saw the Zhao brothers and sisters running away from here with swords, and couldn't help but sneer disdainfully-

As soon as the middle-aged man in gray robe finished speaking, he stepped on a gold sword weapon and chased him quickly.

A trace of gold flashed away. The middle-aged man in gray robe used the golden sword and magic weapon, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the Zhao brothers and sisters who were flying with all their strength to fight the sword.

As soon as the middle-aged man in gray robe caught up with the Zhao brothers and sisters, he immediately sacrificed the shuttle-shaped magic weapon and stabbed Zhao Wenqing.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenqing, who was flying with all his strength on the sword, quickly activated his magic power in his body to form a magic shield in front of him to protect himself and Zhao Qianqian-

"Boom! Boom!" The golden shuttle-shaped magic weapon hit the transparent magic shield condensed by Zhao Wenqing. Zhao Wenqing was shaken by the recoil force and almost fell from the flying sword-

Just as Zhao Wenqing stabilized his flying sword, a huge light palm about meter fell from the sky and slapped it on the top of Zhao Wenqing and Zhao Qianqian's heads-

"Boom!"-

The gray-robed middle-aged man spent a lot of mana in his body and slapped the magic shield condensed by Zhao Wenqing in front of him. With a loud bang, the magic shield condensed by Zhao Wenqing in front of him was suddenly blown into nothingness by the huge light palm. The light palm continued to slap the heads of Zhao Wenqing and Zhao Qianqian without diminishing force.

"Puchi!Puchi!"-

Seeing that the huge light palm was about to slap the Zhao brothers and sisters. Zhao Qianqian quickly mobilized her body and formed a magic shield in front of her brother Zhao Wenqing and herself, in order to block the huge light palm falling from the sky. Because the gap between the two was too huge, one in the early stage of the gathering of pills and the other in the late stage of the gathering of pills. At the moment when the magic shield was formed, the huge light palm slapped the newly condensed magic shield. There was only two puffs. Zhao Qianqian and Zhao Wenqing were slapped by the huge light palm, and a large mouthful of blood was spurted out of their mouths. The body shook in the air for a while, and then it fell rapidly to the ground-

"Boom! Boom!"-

The Zhao brothers and sisters were knocked to the ground by the huge light palm of the middle-aged man in the gray robe, making a roar, and the place where they fell was even sunk by the falling force. It looked so embarrassed-

"Haha! I see you are still running there. The prey I stared at by Mr. Hu has never missed, and you are not included." The middle-aged man in gray robe knocked the Zhao brothers and sisters down Yuntou, and then sneered at him with disdain-

Indeed, if there are no special skills or special means of saving lives, the cultivator in the middle stage of Judan or the early stage of Judan is not the opponent of the cultivator in the late stage of Judan.

"Puchi!" Zhao Wenqing had just gotten up from the ground with difficulty, and then a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious internal injury. The woman in the white dress, Zhao Qianqian, was shocked and fell to the ground. She has not woken up yet-

At this time, only Yi Jianfeng and Zhao Wenqing were still in the battle. When Zhao Wenqing saw his sister Zhao Qianqian fall into a coma, he looked dead and sighed inwardly, "Oh, it seems that he is doomed today."-

Now the only ones who can stand and talk are Yi Jianfeng, Zhao Wenqing and the middle-aged man in gray robe. Zhao Wenqing showed despair, while the middle-aged man in gray robe looked at Yi Jianfeng and Zhao Wenqing with a slander. Only Yi Jianfeng had a calm face and was not moved by external things at all, as if the matter here had nothing to do with him, he was really just a spectator-

When the middle-aged man in gray robe knocked the Zhao brothers and sisters down, he kept watching Yi Jianfeng below, for fear that he would run away in the chaos. But what surprised him was that he successfully intercepted the Zhao brothers and sisters. Yi Jianfeng was standing quietly on the side, without taking the opportunity to escape from this place, and there was no abnormal movement.

Yi Jianfeng was so calm that the middle-aged man in gray robe was so bored. Could it be that this kid was really suppressed by himself? It makes no sense. The young man now is extremely arrogant. If he wants the other party to surrender, he will only know that he will beat him first. The middle-aged man in gray robe thought in his heart-

The reason why Yi Jianfeng was unmoved was that he really planned to practice his skills with this person as the white little tiger Bai Zhantian said. You know, Yi Jianfeng had killed the late Judan powerhouse before--

Although it was a surprise that time, it was detonated by the top flying sword weapon and killed the opponent. But that also shows that Yi Jianfeng and the powerful man in the late stage of Judan have the power to fight, and will not be suppressed by the opponent by relying on the gap in realm and have no power to fight back.

Zhao Wenqing, the most tragic person in the gray robe, was seriously injured and lost most of his combat power. He was afraid of not being afraid of it. It was Yi Jianfeng's calm and calm face. Although his cultivation was low, it was only in the early stage of the Gathering Dan. Judging from the current situation, Yi Jianfeng's threat to the middle-aged man in the gray robe was undoubtedly the greatest. If he wanted to seize the storage bags on the waists of the three people in the field, what he had to do now is to solve the potential danger of Yi Jianfeng, which still had a certain combat power.

As soon as Hu Ren, a middle-aged man in gray robe, made up his mind, he immediately said to Yi Jianfeng; "Boy, after watching for so long, should you hand over the storage bag around your waist?"-

After hearing this, Yi Jianfeng took off the storage bag on his waist and weighed it in his hand, and then said, "Do you want it?"-

The middle-aged man in gray robe heard this and said, "Yes, I just want it. As long as you give it to me, I will pretend that this has not happened before and let you leave calmly."-

"You must not give this little brother, you must not give it to him. If you give it to him, we will only die faster." After hearing the words of the middle-aged man in gray robe, Zhao Wenqing, who was standing by, suddenly said to stop him when he heard this.

Yi Jianfeng looked puzzled at the middle-aged man in gray robe opposite and asked, "Do I want to give it to you? If I give it to you, I will give it to you as this elder brother said, I will only die faster?"-

"No, as long as you give me the storage bag, I will let you go and never make things difficult for you." The middle-aged man in gray robe said-

"Little brother, don't give it to him. Evil cultivators like him who kill and grab treasures have no credibility at all. As long as you give it to him, he will deal with us next. With my mid-stage cultivation in the Judan stage, I am not his opponent. Little brother, you are just the early stage cultivation in the Judan stage. Even if he promises to give you a digit, he is likely to kill me and my sister and I come to chase you. With his late-stage cultivation in the Judan stage, it will only take a moment to catch up with you, and you will never escape death at that time!" Zhao Wenqing saw Yi Jianfeng's simple appearance, for fear that he would believe the words of the middle-aged man in gray robe and gave the storage bag in his hand to the middle-aged man in gray robe. He couldn't help but rush to Yi Jianfeng with an anxious look-

"Shut up, if you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" Seeing that Yi Jianfeng was about to give himself the storage bag, Zhao Wenqing said another word of destruction. The middle-aged man in gray robe couldn't help but scold him when he heard this.

"Haha! I've been told by me, and now I'm so angry that I'm so embarrassed. There's no good thing about you evil cultivators, and there's no credibility at all." Zhao Wenqing said with a tragic look on his face when he heard this.

"Okay, since you want to be the first to go on the road, then Master Hu will help you." The middle-aged man in gray robe was exposed by Zhao Wenqing and couldn't help but scold him angrily-

As soon as the middle-aged man in gray robe finished speaking, he immediately used the golden sword and magic weapon. Judging from his posture, he really wanted to kill the handsome young Zhao Wenqing here first--

The golden sword magic weapon burst out with a dazzling golden light under the power of the middle-aged man in gray robe. Seeing that the golden sword magic weapon was about to shoot towards Zhao Wenqing who was leaning against the tree pole to adjust his breathing, Yi Jianfeng suddenly asked the middle-aged man in gray robe: "Hey, do you want this storage bag? If not, I will put it away."-

When the middle-aged man in gray robe heard this, he quickly put away the golden sword and magic weapon floating above his head, and said with a kind look on his face: "Yes, give it to me quickly! If you give it to me, you can leave here."-

Seeing that he had successfully attracted the attention of the middle-aged man in gray robe, Yi Jianfeng felt that he had almost played, so he sent the storage bag in his hand to his waist again. Then he said to the middle-aged man in gray robe with a smile on his face: "If you want my storage bag, you can do it for the next life!"-

When the middle-aged man in gray robe heard this, he didn't know that he wasted so much talk and the other party had no intention of giving it to him. After so much trouble, he was like a clown, being played with by someone in the bones. How can he find out what kind of love is like a strong man in the late stage of Judan?
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