Looting luck starts with cheating

Chapter 240

The old man Hanyan had no expression on his face, and said after a while: "The old man is only here for the treasure, and the festival between you has nothing to do with me."

"I'm sorry!"

After the old man Hanyan finished speaking, he turned into a breeze and walked towards the palace.

The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly: "You ungrateful thing!"

He looked at the female cultivator again and said, "How about we quickly kill these two people and deal with that old man together, and share the treasure?"

The female cultivator smiled and said, "Good suggestion!"

Immediately, the two looked at Zhao Ji and Xingzi viciously, looking confident.

"What should I do, Brother Zhao?"

Xingzi was a little panicked, after all, they were two practitioners. Although he was also a practitioner, he had just started for a short time, his skills were still shallow, and he didn't have any actual combat experience. He was afraid that if they fought, he would not be able to beat them alone.

Although Zhao Ji is powerful, he is alone after all.

"It's okay, they want to deal with us, it's still far away."

Zhao Ji smiled and comforted, with murderous intent looming in his eyes.

At this time, Zhao Ji had no intention of holding back.

"What a big tone! I have long been displeased with you from above, I want to see how arrogant you are, how dare you act crazy in front of the two of us!"

The middle-aged scribe sneered.

At the same time, he took out a small seal from his bosom, and said in his mouth: "Quick!"

I saw that the small seal instantly grew in size, becoming as big as a small car, emitting streaks of golden light in the air.

"Let's do it together!"

The middle-aged scribe yelled, and threw Commander Xiaoyin towards Zhao Ji and Xingzi.

The strong wind roared, and the golden light was dazzling. The small seal, which was like a car, carried a force of ten thousand kilograms and enveloped it fiercely. Before it fell, it had already collapsed the place where Zhao Ji and the others were standing.

"okay!"

The female cultivator was also unambiguous. She raised her hand and immediately three flying needles attacked from three directions.

The sharp flying needle was extremely fast, breaking through the speed of sound, and drawing three long white marks in the air.

"With mere strength in Taoism, he dares to run rampant in front of Zhao, beyond his control!"

Zhao Ji snorted coldly, turned on all his firepower, and surged with strength throughout his body, instantly protecting Sachiko.

Then, his eyes turned cold, and he grasped upwards with one hand, and turned into a big hand, which grasped the mountain-like small seal tightly, unable to move.

At the same moment, Zhao Ji unleashed a move of the Ghost Capture Hand, the palm of which was glowing with mana light, flashed like electricity in the void, and caught all three flying needles in his palm.

"what!?"

Qi Qi, a middle-aged scribe and a female cultivator, suddenly changed their expressions, revealing a look of surprise and fear.

You must know, which of the two of them is not in the same art, and they have practiced for decades, and each of them has very profound mana and supernatural powers. No matter which one they are, they are well-known and powerful.

Now even the joint efforts did not break through the defense of others, but the magic weapon was restrained.

This is incredible.

"Break with me!"

At this moment, Zhao Ji grabbed Xiaoyin's phantom palm, squeezed it hard, and heard a slight explosion from Xiaoyin in the void.

Immediately, the middle-aged scribe spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Just now, with Zhao Ji's grasp, he had already crushed the imprint of his soul in Xiaoyin, and he completely lost control of Xiaoyin.

Because he was a small seal trained in the Soul Sacrifice, his soul also suffered a huge backlash at this moment, and his strength suddenly dropped to the bottom.

Zhao Ji kept his palms open and flicked his fingers, and the small seal hit the middle-aged scribe. The middle-aged scribe took a step slower and was hit by the small seal in an instant. He flew backwards and landed dozens of feet away. Seeing that he was dying and losing his fighting power.

"how can that be?"

The expression of astonishment and fear on the face of the female cultivator was stunned.

Although he knew that Zhao Ji was also a cultivator, he never expected that he was so powerful and invincible.

"Whoosh!"

She wasn't stupid either. She didn't even want her magic weapon in a hurry. With a flash of light, she was already more than ten feet away.

Zhao Ji sneered, erased the imprint of the female cultivator's spiritual consciousness on the flying needle, and then shook his hand, and the three flying needles flew away through the air, catching up with the female cultivator.

"Peach blossoms!"

The female cultivator looked terrified, and with a wave of her hand, she set up a barrier in front of her.

Suddenly, dozens of bright peach blossoms emerged from the void and spun rapidly to protect her. Those flying needles couldn't break through her peach blossom defense at all.

"interesting!"

Zhao Ji's eyes turned cold, and he sneered.

This female cultivator has some magic power.

It's a pity that she met herself today, otherwise it would be difficult for her to deal with her.

You know, Zhao Ji has inherited the mantle of Emperor Shenwu, and he is another incarnation of Emperor Shenwu. How can this trick be difficult for Zhao Ji.

"The great handprint of the heavens!"

Zhao Ji shouted coldly and slapped him with his backhand.

Immediately, a big palm with a shocking palm descended from the sky, and slapped hard on the peach blossom barrier of the female cultivator.

Ugh!

The female cultivator screamed, and the peach blossoms shattered in an instant, and the whole person was photographed like a shriveled lazy toad lying on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, dying.

"Why is it impossible?"

"how can that be?"

"How can you be so strong?"

The female cultivator's eyes were slack, she had an unbelievable expression on her face, and she muttered to herself.

She really couldn't accept this fact.

Such a young lad is actually stronger than these old monsters.

"Who are you and why are you so strong, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"

She roared, and then she saw that her figure was slowly getting older, and her long, black and beautiful hair turned completely white in an instant.

That pretty face also quickly turned into a wrinkled old woman.

Her vitality has been cut off and her magic power has been drained away, so she can no longer maintain her youthful and charming figure.

Zhao Ji didn't bother to look at her, and came to the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe looked at Zhao Ji in astonishment, and hurriedly said, "Don't kill me, I'm...uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, his neck was trampled by Zhao Ji, and he died unexpectedly.

This scene immediately made Sachiko on the side feel terrified and pale.

Has she ever seen such a tragic fight?

The little girl's heart was greatly shocked.

"This world is crazy, if you don't kill others, others will kill you!"

"Therefore, we must never be soft-hearted when dealing with the enemy. Only when we should be cruel, can we have a little hope."

Zhao Ji looked at Xingzi and taught.

This time, he brought Sachiko out just to experience Sachiko and let her know how dangerous and cruel the world is.

Otherwise, if she is no longer by Xingzi's side in the future, I am afraid that this girl Xingzi will suffer a big loss.

"Ok!"

Sachiko nodded, bit her lip, and took a deep breath.

This time she saw the real cruelty of the society. It turned out that it was different from what he thought before. Everyone was so scheming, so ruthless, and so intriguing.

If Zhao Ji hadn't taken her with him, she probably wouldn't know what to do now.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Ji put away the flying needle and the small seal, took Sachiko's hand and walked inside.

Although the small seal and the flying needle are not the best magic weapons, they are not bad, and they will be refined for Xingzi to use in the future, and they are quite good.

The two of them walked in leisurely together, and after a while they came to the palace, and saw the old man standing in front of the palace with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)