As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

After Fang Han saw that the last item was the "Breaking Realm Pill", he stopped paying attention to the auction. Xie Shiqin had already given him one before, so it was useless to take pictures of it.

"700 yuan of low-grade spiritual stone."

You Shengrong, who was sitting next to Fang Han, quoted the price without hesitation after seeing the "Breaking Realm Pill".

Fang Han looked at him with surprise. This realm-breaking pill was worth six hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

As expected by Fang Han, this realm-breaking pill was taken away by You Shengrong.

"Fellow Taoists, this auction ends here. Thank you for your support."

Huang Feng Sanren on the auction stage bowed his hands to everyone in the audience.

The monks below left the auction house one after another. Fang Han and You Shengrong also left among the other monks.

As soon as they returned to the ground, the monks who came out all stared at each other warily. Fang Han used the Frost Sword and turned into a white light and flew away from the place. After seeing Fang Han fly away, You Shengrong also used the Flying Leaf Magic Artifact. Followed.

Not long after the two flew away, five monks looked at each other and followed them. One of them was the one who was bidding for the "Soul-Eating Banner", the monk who called himself "Young Master".

You Shengrong in the back shouted to Fang Han in the front: Brother Li, wait for me.

Fang Han, hearing Fatty You's shout from behind, slowed down a little, and soon You Shengrong used his leaf magic weapon to catch up with Fang Han.

Fang Han looked at You Shengrong and asked, "The auction is over, why are you still following me?"

You Shengrong said: "Brother Li, there are a few tails following you. Let's work together to deal with them."

"I think those people are here for you."

Fang Han looked at You Shengrong speechlessly.

You Shengrong was not angry about this, but took out a few talismans from the storage bag.

"Brother Li, I have seven first-grade palm thunder talismans. Even if I come to the late stage of Qi refining, I will still drink hatred on the spot. Don't underestimate me."

After Fang Han saw the talisman in his hand, he couldn't help but look at You Shengrong again. He didn't expect that Fatty You was so rich.

When Fang Han was flying away with his sword, he sensed that several rays of consciousness were unabashedly locked on him, and he was planning to find a place to deal with them.

Now that Fatty You had extended the invitation, Fang Han also agreed to join forces with him.

After the two flew dozens of miles, they stopped at a barren mountain.

The escaping light fell, waiting for the arrival of several people. After a few breaths, five escaping lights appeared in the air and flew towards the two of them.

The five people landed in front of Fang Han and You Shengrong.

Among the five people, the man who called himself Young Master said.

"You two, obediently hand over the storage bag, and I will let you die happily. Otherwise, hey, hey, your life will be worse than death."

This person's name is Luo Rengeng. He is the son of the evil cultivator of Qi Refining Dzogchen. He has the seventh level of Qi Refining. The four people beside him are his servants. Zhang Da, Zhang Er, Zhang San and Zhang Si all have The sixth level of Qi refining.

Fang Han didn't waste any time and directly activated the Flowing Cloud Bracelet. At the same time, he used the Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade and divided it into five pieces. Each handle was equivalent to a high-grade magic weapon, which turned into five black lights and stabbed five people.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, there were four sounds of sharp weapons entering flesh. Among the five, only Luo Rengeng was still alive. His slaves Zhang Da, Zhang Er, Zhang San, and Zhang Si used the Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade sacrificed by Fang Han. He died on the spot.

At this time, Luo Rengeng came to his senses belatedly. If the protective jade pendant on his chest had not taken the initiative to protect the owner, he would not have been able to react at all, and he would probably have died on the spot.

You Shengrong on the side was stunned. He didn't expect Fang Han to be able to control five high-grade magic weapons at the same time.

Fang Han looked at You Shengrong in a daze and shouted: "Hey! Brother You, stop being in a daze, use your talisman to blast Luo Rengeng's shield."

"okay!"

You Shengrong directly threw out seven first-grade top-grade palm thunder talismans. Soon the talismans flew above Luo Rengeng's shield and condensed into seven black thunder clouds. After several roars, seven thunderbolts as thick as arms hit the shield. .

Boom, dust and smoke flew everywhere, gravel flew, and the shield was shaken by seven thunderbolts, but there was still no sign of rupture.

You Shengrong looked at Fang Han helplessly and said: Brother Li, his protective jade pendant should be a top-quality magic weapon, but my few talismans cannot break it.

"Hmph! Just the two of you, you still want to break through my ultimate defensive weapon "Qing Ling Jade", and I have already notified my father with the transmission talisman. If you can, don't run away."

Luo Ren looked at Fang Han and You Shengrong and said arrogantly.

Fang Han ignored him, but pressed the secret with his hand, and the five ghost soul-stealing blades flew into the air and merged into a knife wheel, exuding a terrifying aura, and it had turned into a top-quality magical weapon.

When Luo Rengeng saw it, his face instantly turned livid. He didn't expect that a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining actually had the best magic weapon.

But his expression returned.

Luo Ren even looked at Fang Han and said: "Although you have a top-quality offensive weapon, you can't break through my defense for a while. Otherwise, let this matter end."

But he was thinking this in his heart: "When my father arrives later, you two will die."

At this moment, Fang Han took out a bell-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag, and Luo Ren felt something bad in his heart after seeing it.

He sacrificed a bell-shaped magic weapon and injected spiritual power into it. The soul-suppressing bell grew in the wind and soon became ten feet in size. Ding, ding, ding, constantly vibrating in the air and emitting invisible sound waves.

This sound wave hit the soul directly. Luo Rengeng and You Shengrong's eyes were blurred after hearing it, and Fang Han saw a strange smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade in the air slashed towards the necks of the two men, and as expected, cut off their heads. The two headless corpses fell to the ground helplessly.

The bell just hit the soul directly, so it ignored Luo Rengeng's defense and also stopped him from injecting spiritual power into the "Qing Ling Jade", which allowed Fang Han to easily kill him.

Fang Han looked at You Shengrong's headless corpse and said: "Brother You, for the sake of taking me to the underground auction, I gave you a way to live, but you insist on following me to death. In this case, let's go!"

Fang Han put away the magic weapon, and with a wave of his sleeves, he put away the storage bags and magic weapons of the six dead people, and then took out the Frost Sword and turned into a white escaping light and flew away from the place.