Tianting super system red envelope group

Chapter 90
After Peng Fan arrived, he stood directly on the shoulder of an ancient tree, looking down at everyone with cold eyes.

"Robbery! Only you, hand over all the spiritual herbs and elixirs within ten breaths, otherwise, we will kill without mercy!"

Peng Fan said coldly, at this time, Peng Fan's actions are absolutely crazy, even the great sects of big families dare not do such a move, it will cause public outrage, a blatant robbery by a casual cultivator, the cultivation world is still really a headache Once I saw it, only Peng Fan, a lunatic, could do it, even some casual cultivators.

"Hmph! Don't think that because you are stronger, you can do whatever you want. Why should we entrust you with the spiritual grass and elixir that we have worked so hard to find?"

At this time, there was an old man in the crowd, but he had a bit of backbone. As the saying goes, people are mature and experienced, and they immediately incited everyone, and their words were very appealing.

What is casual practice?It's not that the aptitude is low, and there is no recruitment from the big sect, so it is reduced to a casual cultivator.Of course, there are also talented people with good strength. Generally, this kind of people are very lazy, or they like freedom. They didn't join in and were controlled. Instead, they voluntarily became casual cultivators.

Of course, in terms of strength, some casual cultivators are not as strong as the disciples of the big sect. In terms of experience alone, the disciples of the big sect are definitely no match for the casual cultivators.

Because casual cultivators are usually alone or with a group of people, they will often suffer or fight, and their experience value is very rich, which should not be underestimated.

And the disciples of the Martial School usually live and grow up under the protection of the mountain gate. They need wind to have wind and water to have water. Although they have a high level of cultivation, they have very little life experience and poor survival ability.

But when it comes to group fights, with the same number of people, casual cultivators are definitely not opponents of sect disciples, because sect disciples all have various top-notch formations and are well-organized and disciplined, while casual cultivators are different. Just like a plate of loose sand, each has his own thoughts and ghosts.

This is the difference between the martial art and casual cultivators.

Being able to practice and tossing around in the cultivation world for many years, no one has a temper, almost everyone has their own trump card, if they don't have a few brushes, they won't enter the ghost realm.

"Damn! What are you? You can give it to you if you say it. You are so powerful. Who knows if it is something that is not useful."

As soon as the old man's monk finished speaking, another young monk immediately taunted, seeing this scene, Peng Fan's eyes narrowed, showing a cold light, it seems that they don't know how powerful they are if they don't want to make an example of others.

Peng Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense. He had already made up his mind that he would grab the magical herbs and elixirs. Unless there was someone in this group of people pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and defeated him, there would be no discussion.

He and Peng Fan have now entered the realm of Grand Master and need their opponents to train them to consolidate and stabilize their strength.

Without saying a word, Peng Fan directly shot two six-meridian swords, and ran towards the two who were not rude. Before the two could take any precautions, they were directly pierced by the six-meridian sword.

The realm of the great master is the great master. Compared with the past, the six-veined sword is not only much more lethal, but also has an elusive speed, definitely faster than a bullet.

"Hmph! If you don't want to drink a toast, whoever thinks you have the strength to fight against me, hurry up and come out. I don't have time to spend time with you. If you annoy me, I will kill you all."

"Six Meridians Excalibur! That is the supreme skill of our Dali, isn't it already lost? Why are there still capable people performing it now?"

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said in surprise, it seems that he is from Dali, and he has recognized that Peng Fan is using the Six Meridians Excalibur. Duan Yuyu's inheritance can be said to be that he carried forward the six-meridian sword and became famous all over the world.

Hearing this news, everyone was even more surprised. Not only was the opponent powerful, but he also had the rumored Six Meridians Divine Sword. He might also have other more powerful weapons. Let me ask, they, the casual cultivators, absolutely do not have the strength to fight against this person.

At this moment, in the crowd, suddenly there was a young man who also held a long sword, jumped up from the ground, leaped in mid-air, stabbed out with a sword, and a sword energy came straight to Peng Fan, followed by him.

Seeing this sudden scene, a sneer appeared on the corner of Peng Fan's mouth, he stretched out his hand casually, and directly grabbed the sword energy in his hand, the sword energy struggled in Peng Fan's hand, and then slowly disappeared.

Everyone was watching, with cold sweat on his forehead, this person not only knows the six-meridian sword, but also can grasp the sword energy with his bare hands. This kind of strength can only be done if the strength of the two sides is too great.

The young man who wanted to assassinate Peng Fan was startled in the air when he saw Peng Fan really show his strength, and wanted to turn around and run away, but it was too late.

I saw Peng Fan pull out the Yuanhong sword, the blade was only half pulled out, and then put back into the scabbard immediately, the whole process took only a moment.

And at this moment, a sword qi flew out, cutting off the man in midair, just like cutting tofu, when the body fell to the ground, it had already been cut into two sections.

Peng Fan's move was clean and neat, making everyone on the court change their minds once again.

After doing all this, Peng Fan glanced at everyone: "It seems that you are not willing to give in! Okay! I will come down and grab it myself!"

Speaking of which, Peng Fan's gaze became icy cold, like a handful of cold lights, his whole body's devilish energy soared, and the sword intent became stronger in the surrounding sky, and countless sword intents were imperceptibly transformed, shuttling in the sky, the sword intent was black, There are thunder and lightning swirling around each one, making a sizzling sound, which is very shocking.

"Senior, please wait a moment. I am willing to hand over the magical herbs and elixirs."

A thin and small monk with a goatee and a priestly robe stepped forward and bowed, then took out a bag, poured all the spiritual herbs and medicines inside on the ground, and left the place in a hurry.

When Peng Fan saw this person, he was understanding and did not embarrass him. At this time, Peng Fan was a little impetuous, but the negative impact of his cultivation was not yet stable. He urgently needed to find some masters to fight. These casual cultivators had no power to fight. If If you take action yourself, it will just be a massacre, which is boring.

After the first beginning, there were the second, third, and fourth, and then, one after another, people poured the spiritual herbs and elixirs they obtained on the ground.

They piled up, almost forming a small mountain. Some people took pleasure in Peng Fan's robbery, especially those low-strength monks, who got less spiritual herbs and medicines, so they were of course happy.

"Wait a minute, what do you want to do!" At this time, Peng Fan actually saw a foreigner, with white skin, blue eyes, and very tall.

After the foreigner threw out some spiritual grasses and elixir, there was still a black thing hidden inside, which was noticed by Peng Fan. Hearing Peng Fan's yell, the foreigner was so frightened that he immediately peed his pants on the spot.

Peng Fan now has a very bad temper. Ever since he saw a man who looked exactly like himself when he was enlightened, he found that his temper had gradually changed and became a little violent and violent.

Peng Fan jumped directly in front of the foreigner, stretched out his hand and crushed the foreigner to death on the spot.

These foreigners, who say they come to China to explore in the name of adventure, are actually robbers. Those who come to China to steal things are more hateful than China's tomb robbers, so naturally Peng Fan will not hold back.

"You brat, damn it! Damn it, you dare to throw a bomb in it."

　Ask for collections, ask for tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)