Chapter 108: The gangster eats the gangster

"What are you guys doing standing still? Do you want me to take action?" Black clouds surged, and powerful spiritual pressure escaped from them, covering the three cultivators in front of them.

Faced with the pressure of the foundation-building master, a drop of sweat dripped from Zhang Tao's forehead, but he and his two companions looked at each other and did not choose to give in.

The three of them are all in the Great Perfection Stage of Spirituality. If they give it a try, they may not have no chance of winning. They are really unwilling to let the crystal treasures they have accumulated so hard fall into the hands of others.

And unlike other monks who have different intentions, the three of them grew up together. They are not brothers, but they are better than brothers. There is no problem in advancing and retreating together.

Stab...

Wisps of black electricity emitted from the dark clouds. The demon cultivator's patience had reached its limit. Seeing that the other party was showing signs of taking action, Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and struck first!

His spiritual power circulated, and a spiritual weapon that looked like a flying knife was sacrificed by him.

"court death!"

There was a sneer in the dark clouds, and countless small electric rays gathered together, turning into a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm, and struck down.

Thunderbolt Technique, a high-level magic technique known for its attack power!

Just as lightning was about to hit Zhang Tao, a yellow umbrella flew out from beside him, a defensive weapon, and a fat man with a nice smile, but his strength should not be underestimated.

At the same time, another of Zhang Tao's companions also took action. His spiritual weapon was a gold brick. After injecting spiritual power, it became as big as a house.

Two people attack and one defends. These three cultivators who are in the Dzogchen stage of agility have a very tacit understanding of their cooperation.

The dark clouds roared one after another, and in the clouds of black air, there was a faint light of blood emerging.

Boom!

The demon cultivator's spiritual weapon was finally sacrificed, which was a giant sword over three meters long.

In an instant, the sky was shrouded in strange lights of all colors...

Seeing the advantage, the other young monks did not run away now, but they would wait until later. However, their bodies moved, and a beam of lightning penetrated the unlucky guy who was running at the front, and a sinister voice fell from the top of his head: "Who? Anyone who dares to leave will be killed without mercy."

Perhaps they were frightened by the other party's bloody and cruel methods, or perhaps no one wanted to be the leader anymore. The remaining young monks hesitated for a moment, and then really stopped.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and he raised his head and glanced at the sky. The battle situation at this time was already one-sided. Although Zhang Tao and the three of them cooperated tacitly, they did not have good spiritual weapons and lacked experience. They were soon in a difficult situation. We have lost ground. Now we are just struggling to hold on.

The demon cultivator did not kill anyone, but acted like a cat playing with a mouse. Blood splattered in the sky. The three of them were constantly injured, but it was not fatal. The other young monks' faces were green and their lips were white.

The other party's intention to kill the chicken to scare the monkey was very obvious, but seeing the arrogant and proud look of the demon cultivator, a strange light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he sacrificed the flying sword and joined the battle group.

There was actually someone who dared to take action. The demon cultivator was a little surprised, but after glancing back, he didn't care. He was just a young man in the middle stage of his agility. He was really bold.

Although he has a good flying sword and a top-grade spiritual weapon, with the strength of the fourth-level technique, he simply cannot exert the power of the treasure.

Rubbish!

The demon cultivator did not pay attention to Lin Xuan's attack. He just separated a wisp of black energy from the dark clouds and entangled with his flying sword.

Lin Xuan's expression was extremely solemn, but deep in his eyes, there was a ray of ridicule hidden in his eyes. He was secretly amused in his heart. The green liquid of red damask grass is indeed magical. It hides cultivation. As long as it is used properly, it can have a miraculous effect in sneak attacks.

Seeing that the opponent's attention was all on the Zhang Tao brothers. His flying sword was less than ten meters away from the opponent, and a terrifying murderous look appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

boom!

The powerful spiritual power was released with his body as the center. He pinched the magic formula with his hand and gently tapped on the spiritual weapon: "Transform!"

The flying sword shone brightly, twisted into the shape of a dragon, and rushed towards it with teeth and claws. The demon cultivator was shocked. It was too late to dodge, so he could only reluctantly put up a layer of defense around his body. However, it was only a spiritual shield.

, how to block Lin Xuan’s full strength level one.

A heartbreaking voice came over, and the spiritual shield was torn in half by the dragon's sharp claws, and then his throat was bitten open.

With a move of Lin Xuan's hand, the dragon flew back, and at the same time, he also took away the demon cultivator's storage bag.

The incident happened suddenly. Everyone was stunned and looked at Lin Xuan with awe.

This young man with an unspectacular appearance is actually a senior in the foundation building stage!

The demon cultivator was killed with one move, but the spiritual monks present were not happy because they didn't know how Lin Xuan would deal with them.

The few people who had fought with Lin Xuan for the waste pill land were even more frightened at this time. Thinking about the scene just now, their vests were soaked with cold sweat.

Lin Xuan turned around and glanced at everyone. Most of the monks lowered their heads and did not dare to make eye contact with him. Lin Xuan shook his head, said nothing, and flew away.

A few minutes after he left, the monks came back to their senses.

The joy of surviving the disaster flashed across his face, and then everyone packed up their things and left.

Soon, the bustling market was deserted, leaving only a few corpses lying on the ground.

Lin Xuan did not go far, he just circled around the area and then flew back quietly. With his cultivation, even though there were many low-level monks present, no one could detect him.

In this treasure hunt, Lin Xuan gained a lot, including a hundred foundation-building waste pills and the demon cultivator's storage bag.

At the last moment, Lin Xuan still chose to take action, but his purpose was not to be a savior, but to see that there was an advantage.

Lin Xuan is not a good person, but he is not bad either. He would not take the initiative to kill people and steal treasures, but if he does not need to take any risks, he is still very happy to make a small fortune by cheating.

As a result, after cleaning out the Demon Cultivator's storage bag, he found that it was much richer than he had imagined. Originally, he came here to rob, and Lin Xuan thought that this person was too poor, but the result was the opposite.

There are thousands of crystals of various attributes alone, a stack of talismans, and several pills. It is already a good spiritual weapon, including that powerful giant sword.

According to the standards of a foundation-building monk, this person is considered wealthy.

Most monks of the same level would be very good if they had hundreds of crystals. Of course, Lin Xuan was even more exaggerated, but he was in a special situation. He made a lot of money last time by selling marrow cleansing pills.
Chapter completed!