Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"From Xuanku Mountain?"

"Exactly."

"Oh, just tie your hands and wait for your fate."

Xu Sanyan had a casual look on his face, and judging by his expression, he didn't take them seriously at all, nor did he regard them as human beings.

"you!"

Anger suddenly appeared on Zhao Xukong's face. Even if you are a member of the Wang family, you cannot despise Xuanku Mountain like this!

Seeing that Xu Sanyan came with bad intentions, Zhao Xunkong immediately changed his face, with a cold look in his eyes, and sneered, "The Wang family is really very prestigious,"

Then he pretended to be enlightened and said, "Oh, I forgot that you are not even part of the Wang family, you are just a... haha."

Although he didn't finish his words, everyone understood what he meant.

Dogs rely on human power.

Zhao Xunkong said that he relied on the power of the Wang family to do evil. Isn't it just what he said when he relied on the power of others?

Xu Sanyan's face remained as usual, she turned her head and looked at him, and said very strangely, "Who gave you the courage to scold me?"

Zhao Xukong mocked, "When did I scold you? Did you hear me scold Mr. Lin?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Senior Brother Zhao is a humble gentleman, how can he say filthy words?"

All the junior brothers in Xuanku Mountain agreed, and Zhao Xunkong looked at him with a proud face after hearing this.

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows. He hadn't encountered such a person in many years. Thinking back carefully, the last time someone actively sought death was the last time.

Swish——

Suddenly, a faint light flashed through, and before Zhao Xunkong and others could react, Xu Sanyan's figure had disappeared in the distance.

Zhao Xunkong immediately became vigilant, his palm resting on the hilt of his sword, ready to resist at any moment.

"Senior...brother..."

The slightly frightening voice of his junior brother came from behind him. Zhao Xunkong's body immediately stiffened, cold sweat dripped down his temples, and his palms became slippery with sweat.

But he didn't dare to wipe it, because at this moment, a palm was resting on his shoulder, only a palm away from his neck. With just a slight move, he could be killed in an instant.

Zhao Xunkong swallowed subconsciously, the fear almost overflowing from his eyes, and he struggled to squeeze out a few words through his teeth,

"Soul Refining Realm..."

Although Zhao Xunkong only has the foundation-building perfection level, he has met a Soul Refining Realm monk, and the pressure this person puts on him is no less than that of a Soul Refining Realm monk, so there is only one possibility,

This person is also in the soul refining realm!

No one in Xuanku Mountain dared to move. They all stood in place like sculptures, staring blankly at the people behind Senior Brother Zhao.

It’s actually the Soul Refining Realm!

In the soul refining realm at such a young age? !

Xu Sanyan leaned forward slightly, leaned on his shoulder and asked softly, "What did you just say about me?"

Zhao Xunkong held the sword with trembling palms, and his heart immediately rose to his throat. He knew that if he couldn't answer this question well, he might not have a future.

This is a great monk in the Soul Refining Realm, and he actually scolded others in front of them for taking advantage of others' power!

Although he is a disciple of Xuanku Mountain, if he offends a Soul Refining Realm monk, even if he is killed, his death will be in vain. Xuanku Mountain will not avenge him.

Xu Sanyan's voice was a little impatient, "I'm asking you something, can't you hear me?"

"Hear...you can hear it." Zhao Xunkong replied in a shaky voice.

"Why did you scold me?"

"I... this junior is too blind to see Taishan. I have offended my senior. Please forgive me. The junior master is a real person of great suffering. For the sake of my master, senior please let me off for once."

Zhao Xunkong was about to cry. To him, the big hands on his shoulders were like the chains of the King of Hell. They didn't know when they would take away his soul.

Under this huge pressure, he could only squeeze his brain crazily and try to find a chance to survive.

"Zhenren Changku..."

Xu Sanyan frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "I don't recognize it."

Zhao Xunkong almost burst into tears. His master was a perfect practitioner of the Mystical Dao Realm. Although it was not too high, it was already the hardest background he could move.

"How can the senior let the junior go? As long as you bring it up, the junior will have no objection."

Xu Sanyan said in a deep voice, "Well... I heard that you have a treasure in Xuanku Mountain called Tan Ru. I am very interested in this thing. I will exchange one pound for your life. How about it?"

"ah?"

Zhao Xunkong almost cried, a pound of breast milk?

You really dare to open your mouth, his life is not worth that pound of milk.

"Senior...that pool milk is the most precious treasure of Xuanku Mountain and is of high value. Junior...junior, a mere inner disciple, how can I get a pound for you?"

"Then there's nothing you can do. If you don't live up to your expectations, who do you blame?" Xu Sanyan patted his head as if patting a ripe watermelon.

Zhao Xunkong felt like he was jumping around crazily in front of the gate of hell. At this moment, his name was probably flashing on the book of life and death in the underworld.

"Junior has a spirit stone. I am willing to use the spirit stone to make amends. Please forgive me, senior."

"Spiritual stone..."

Xu Sanyan was not interested, and immediately shook his head with regret, "So, you have no value at all. This is very difficult for me to handle."

"Yes, yes!"

Zhao Xunkong felt that his tone was unkind, so he quickly said, "My master is the elder of Xuanku Mountain, he will definitely save me!"

"Oh? Really?" Xu Sanyan became interested.

"Definitely."

"Well, I'll give you a chance." Xu Sanyan looked back and randomly assigned someone, "Go back and report the news."

The Xuanku Mountain disciple glanced at Zhao Xukong, as if seeking his opinion.

Zhao Xukong yelled angrily, "Can't you hear what senior said? Go quickly!"

"yes."

The disciple turned and ran.

Xu Sanyan put down the hand on his shoulder and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes. Seeing his nervous look, he suddenly smiled,

"Don't be so nervous. Everyone who has been with me knows that I am the easiest to talk to."

Zhao Xunkong nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I can see it, I can see it..."

At this moment, even if Xu Sanyan said that he was his biological father, he would not make any excuses.

Seeing Zhao Xunkong's submissive look, Yang An felt happy in his heart.

He had been bullied by Xuanku Mountain these days, and now he finally got rid of his anger. He hoped that Mr. Lin could kill him with one palm to relieve his hatred!

Yang An tugged at Yang Chao's arm and said in a voice transmission, "Third brother, this Mr. Lin..."

Yang Chao replied in a voice transmission, "This person has a good cultivation level, and his talent is rare. Yesterday, I learned from the Wang family that this Lin Fan is the son-in-law of the head of the Wang family. My father asserted that this child will be valued by the Wang family in the future. You and I should take good care of him and don't offend him."

Yang An nodded secretly. Judging from his appearance, he should be no more than a hundred years old, but he has already cultivated souls. Such people are rare in the Wang family and even in the entire Zhongzhou.

Yang An asked again, "I wonder what this Lin Fan likes?"

Yang Chao smiled, thinking of his younger sister's high-pitched cry last night, and said in a voice transmission,

"Haha, he doesn't like other things, but only likes sex."