"This Lingzhi is not from my shop!"

Seeing that all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were squeezing towards the counter, the hairy jackal suddenly shouted loudly.

"Who are you getting, this treasure medicine is on your counter, don't tell us it flew in from outside!"

"Mao Jackal, you are reluctant to sell this medicine!"

But although the hairy jackal shouted so, those disciples didn't believe it, mistakenly thinking that he was reluctant to give up this treasure medicine.

"It's really not mine, this Lingzhi is his!"

Seeing that he couldn't explain it clearly, Mao Jackal simply pointed to Su Fan on the side.

"Him?"

All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect were shocked when they heard this, and they all looked at the black-robed masked man who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Hey, this person has no cultivation!"

"Mao Jackal, don't you just find someone to bluff us, just him? An ordinary person who has no cultivation can take out this kind of treasure medicine?"

......

Su Fan's level was higher than everyone in this room, and with the system in his body, none of these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples could sense his cultivation.

Just when the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect were questioning one after another, Su Fan made a move that they did not expect.

"Boss, it's too noisy in your store, I'd better take a look at another store!"

As Su Fan spoke, he directly picked up the Ganoderma lucidum on the counter and put it in his arms.

His action was undoubtedly telling these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples that this Lingzhi was his.

"How dare he take this treasure medicine, could it be that this medicine is really his?"

"Maybe it's true, you see that the jackals didn't stop it!"

The expressions of these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples were full of consternation.

The muscles of the hairy jackal's face twitched, if it was usual, he would have robbed this Ganoderma lucidum, but now that there are so many people, it is definitely not appropriate to rob it openly.

Su Fan took back the Lingzhi and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly a sharp voice sounded from the crowd: "Everyone stop him, this person steals medicine!"

All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in the medicinal herb shop were stunned when they heard this, and then looked at the person who spoke.

This person was dressed in the costume of a small servant, and he was one of the several low-level disciples in the medicinal herb shop.

"Wang Jing, what did you say?"

Mao Jackal looked at this low-level disciple with a puzzled expression.

"Senior Brother Mao!" Wang Jing said with a sneer: "Didn't you see that he just stole the treasure medicine we put on the counter!"

"Oh, yes, boy, you dare to steal the treasure medicine from my herb shop, and you don't hand it over quickly!"

Hearing Wang Jing say this, Mao Jackal reacted instantly, and while he praised Wang Jing for being smart in his heart, he didn't forget to think about the Lingzhi in Su Fan's arms.

"I stole the medicine from your store, when did I steal it?" asked Su Fan quietly.

"Just now, you stole the Lingzhi in my store!" Mao Jackal jumped out of the counter with a whoosh, and looked at the group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples around him: "Brothers and sisters, you all saw it clearly just now, this person has indeed just stolen a Lingzhi from the counter in my store!"

"Yes, we all saw it, he stole it!"

"You are so bold, you dare to go to the territory of our Ten Thousand Poison Sect to steal!"

"Hand over the treasure medicine, otherwise you will look good!"

"Yes, hand over the treasure medicine!"

These disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect are not fools, they know very well that if they let Su Fan take the treasure medicine away, then it is very likely that they will not be able to get the treasure medicine, so it is better to let Su Fan hand over the treasure medicine himself, and everyone will compete fairly!

Su Fan sneered in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples would be so despicable that they would even frame others for their own greedy desires.

There is no need for this kind of filthy sect to exist anymore!

Must be thoroughly cleaned!

At this moment, the hairy jackal walked to Su Fan's side and said with a sneer: "Boy, if I were you, I would leave this treasure medicine behind, this treasure medicine is not something that a waste like you who has no cultivation can have!"

"Nothing to cultivate, are you talking about me?" Su Fan asked lightly.

"Of course, there can be no other than you here...... Ahh

As soon as the hairy jackal wanted to continue talking with a mocking expression, he saw a fist slam in, and then he felt a pain in his chest, and the sound of bones shattering sounded, and he lost consciousness.

Rumble!

Su Fan punched out, directly beating the muscles and bones of the hairy jackal into slag, the hairy jackal died instantly, and the corpse smashed into the wall and embedded it!

All this happened so fast that none of the surrounding Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples reacted.

And by the time they reacted, the jackal was dead!

"Kill, kill!"

"The jackal is dead, and he dies with one punch......"

"Oh my God, the hairy jackal is a sixth-level master of the soul master!"

"This person is a physical cultivator, he didn't show his cultivation just now!"

"If you can smash Mao Jackal with one punch, this person's combat power must be comparable to that of the Soul King!"

"This person is powerful, I can't wait, hurry up and notify the sect law enforcement team, let the law enforcement team deal with him!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect in the store were not very strong, they were all below the Soul Monarch Realm, and they knew that they were not Su Fan's opponents, so they all began to slowly retreat, wanting to withdraw from the store.

And on the opposite side of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, after opening the killing ring, Su Fan, who was full of murderous intent at this time, looked at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect opposite, and his bloodthirsty heart was ready to move again.

Swish!

With a slight flick of his feet, Su Fan's body rushed towards those Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples like a cannonball, the strong wind flew, and a pair of flesh fists smashed out like an unattainable mountain!

"It's not good, run, he's going to kill us!"

Seeing this, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect all showed panicked expressions, and they no longer thought about slowly retreating, and they all turned their heads and ran away.

They wanted to run, but the door of the herb shop was too small, and it could only accommodate two or three people at a time.

Boom Boom!

"Ahh

"Ahh

......

Su Fan's fists struck out again and again, and the raging fist wind was like a sickle reaping the lives of these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples.

He only thought about killing in his heart, so he didn't know what to do at all, those disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were beaten to pieces in a miserable scream, and the stumps and flesh were scattered everywhere in the store.

Su Fan's figure flickered, and he hit another person.

"Please don't kill me!"

The man let out a high-pitched cry for mercy.

"Hmph, it turned out to be you villain, go die!"

Su Fan's eyes flickered, and he immediately recognized that this person was Wang Jing, who had framed him at the beginning, and his fist power suddenly increased by half a point, and he roared out!

Bang!

The shadow of the fist covered down, and Wang Jing exploded into a cloud of blood mist without even screaming, and there were no bones left!

"Let's all die!"

After eliminating Wang Jing, Su Fan turned his fist into a palm, the light and shadow of the sword intent in the depths of his soul shone, his palms split, and the ten thousand Dao Sword Gang appeared and killed, and he rumbled forward with an overwhelming momentum!

(End of chapter)