Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

When the monks on the streets faced the zombie demon yesterday, they were in danger and suffered heavy casualties.

He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now he remembered it.

Among these monks, I did not see any monks from the five races.

So, where were they?

Lin Fan was thinking this when he heard another arrogant voice: "Hey, the Thunder Clan is really promising, and they are bullying the market here? That is a demon-killing talisman, and you actually want ten points, you guys It’s such a big face.”

"Who." The face of the female monk who called herself the Thunder Clan turned gloomy, and then she looked fiercely at the guy who dared to ruin her good deeds.

Think of her Thunder Clan, but it is one of the five tribes in this secret land. These monks were able to enter this ancient city because of the power of their five tribes.

So what if my Thunder Clan takes advantage?

Whose turn is it for others to make irresponsible remarks?

But when she saw the speaker clearly, her face darkened: "Rui royal family members, what does this have to do with you?"

"Of course it does matter. I just can't bear to see some people bullying the market and taking things by force." The male monk from the Rui royal family who spoke said with a mocking look on his face.

Hearing someone speak up for him, the stall owner almost cried without gratitude.

I heard the male cultivator from the Rui Royal Clan say with a kind face: "I'm not as evil-hearted as her, so... boss, for the demon-killing talisman in your hand, we, the Rui Royal Clan, will give you 20 points."

The expression on the stall owner's face froze.

I was originally bursting with tears of gratitude, but I really cried at this moment, but there was no trace of gratitude.

Twenty points?

This damn thing is doubled on the basis of Thunder Clan.

But it's not much better with ThunderClan.

Duoduo is the same raccoon dog.

When the female cultivator from the Thunder Clan over there heard what the guy from the Rui Royal Clan said, she laughed out loud: "I thought you were any better than me, huh... you're not a good person either."

"Exactly." The male cultivator from the Rui royal family just smiled coldly, "The treasure will be awarded to the one with the highest price. I just pay more than you."

"It also depends on who he sells to." The Thunder Clan female cultivator just sneered and looked at the stall owner. "After all, the things belong to him. Who he wants to sell to, of course, he has the final say."

The stall owner, who was still heartbroken, was stunned at that moment, and then cold sweat almost stopped flowing from his forehead.

If you bid low, the most you will lose is points.

But how does this make him choose now?

One side is the Thunder Clan, and the other side is the Rui Royal Clan.

No one could be offended by him as a small casual cultivator.

Seeing the malicious looks from both sides, the stall owner finally gritted his teeth and raised the demon-killing talisman: "I don't want this demon-killing talisman anymore. Whoever wants it can take it."

With that said, he turned around and ran away into the crowd.

But as soon as he made a move, the female cultivator from the Thunder Clan and the male cultivator from the Rui Royal Clan over there attacked the stall owner almost at the same time.

His actions were fierce and decisive, without any mercy.

Amidst the screams, the stall owner fell to the ground. He had countless broken bones in his body, and his mouth and nose were bleeding, which was even more miserable.

"You have to choose."

"That's right. Otherwise, wouldn't it appear that we are being unreasonable and taking things by force? We bought it with points."

The female cultivator and male cultivator said in cold voices.

As for the stall owner who was beaten on the ground and had blood spurting from his mouth and nose, he was in despair.

At the same time, I felt extremely regretful.

I regretted why I took out the demon-killing talisman to redeem points.

When the surrounding monks saw this scene, they all expressed sympathy.

Regarding the shameless behavior of the Lei Clan and the Rui Wang Clan, none of them dared to express their anger.

In the end, Lin Fan couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing that this man and woman were about to torture the unfortunate stall owner to death, he just walked over lightly, and then picked up the piece of paper that no one dared to touch from the ground. Demon-killing talisman.

Lin Fan's move instantly became the focus of the audience.

Each of these casual cultivators had a look of astonishment on their faces.

The man and woman who were jokingly looking at the desperate and frightened stall owner on the ground also looked at the guy who dared to pick up the demon-killing talisman in full view of them.

In their eyes, this demon-killing talisman is already in their possession.

How can you allow others to get involved?

Lin Fan looked at the slightly incomplete demon-killing talisman in his hand as if no one else was watching, and his eyes brightened when he felt the texture flowing on it, carrying the power to eliminate evil spirits.

Don't tell me, this might be useful for exploring those courtyards.

So, under the astonished gazes of the man and woman, he generously took her into his arms.

Looking at this scene, the despairing eyes of the stall owner who was bleeding from his mouth and nose burst out with a touch of ecstasy of escaping from death: "The demon-eliminating talisman...the demon-eliminating talisman is not mine now. He took it away. You guys ...If you want a demon-killing talisman, just go to him."

At the moment of life and death, who cares about the lives of others?

Even if the other person has good intentions and wants to save himself.

But now, of course, the most important thing is to survive.

At this moment, no one was paying attention to him. The female cultivator from the Thunder clan and the male cultivator from the Rui royal clan who attacked him were all looking at the guy who picked up the demon-killing talisman.

His eyes were cold.

"Boy, hand over the demon-killing talisman, and I will keep your body intact." The male cultivator from the Rui royal family said in a cold voice.

"Take my Thunder Clan's demon-killing talisman. I think you are tired of living."

This is the voice of the female cultivator from the Thunder Clan.

Sharp and harsh.

Lin Fan grinned at the two men's threats: "You said what's yours is yours? If you call it, will it agree?"

The two were choked at the time.

Lin Fan continued to turn to the stall owner who was full of ecstasy, smiling harmlessly: "Is this demon-killing talisman yours?"

The frustrated stall owner shook his head like a rattle: "No, it's not mine!"

Lin Fan looked around again, and all the casual cultivators who were watching shook their heads in denial.

"Look." Lin Fan smiled and finally cast his gaze on the man and woman with gloomy faces, "Everyone here said it was not theirs!"

"You are seeking death." The female cultivator was furious, screaming and rushing towards Lin Fan.

The originally beautiful face was now distorted by anger.

The male cultivator from the Rui Royal Family on the other side was naturally not lagging behind, and he made his killing move without any warning.

As for the two people's siege, the surrounding onlookers dispersed with exclamations.

After all, even if their powerful identities and backgrounds are not mentioned, these two people have reached the peak level of pill formation in terms of cultivation alone.

Definitely considered a master among masters.

There is no way to deal with being hurt by the aftermath.

Lin Fan watched the two men attack with distorted faces, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of mischief in his eyes.

It's like watching two clowns.

Then, without flinching at all, he directly raised his fist and punched the two of them twice.

The punch is as fast as the wind.

Before the two of them even had time to react, the fist landed on their faces without any fancy...