Chapter 971: Thunder Splitting Slag

Yun Chujiu felt that things were a bit evil, how could there be no one? Could it be that I chose the wrong direction, this place is not suitable for the growth of purple brocade?

"Let's go back and see if there's any purple brocade anywhere else. Yun Chujiu decided to look in a different direction.

After an hour, I could see the other monks one after another.

When some groups saw Yun Chujiu's four, their eyes immediately showed a greedy light, and someone surrounded them: "Hand over the purple brocade grass you have collected, otherwise you will blame us for being polite." ”

Yun Chujiu shook off the storage bag with a bitter face, and there was nothing inside: "We haven't picked any of them, I don't believe you can see for yourself." ”

"You haven't picked a single one? hahaha! You're really a garbage group!"

"Wouldn't their grades be zero? Hahaha, that's funny!"

"What a pitiful thing, do you want us to give you a handout? ”

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Feng Ming's faces turned red, where had they been ridiculed like this, Yun Chujiu glanced at them, and the three of them held back their anger and did not choke.

Yun Chujiu said lightly: "Where is one tree enough, since you are so kind, then give us all the purple brocade grass inside!"

"Hmph, we think, let's go!" the man said, and the four of them were about to leave.

What he never expected was that Yun Chujiu was like a ghost, suddenly moving forward, and slapped his palm at the disciple holding the storage bag in his hand.

The disciple sensed that there was wind behind him, and hurriedly dodged to the side, and when he saw that the person who attacked him was Yun Chujiu, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry: "You stinky girl, you want to rob us, it's really beyond your strength!"

"I am the way of others and the body of others, you can rest assured, after I rob you, I will give you a purple brocade grass. Senior Brother Fengming, I'll leave those three to you!" Yun Chujiu said coldly.

"Damn! I'm not afraid to flash my tongue when I say big things, and the brothers will abolish them!" the man said as he attacked Yun Chujiu.

The man's hands were about to use spiritual power to attack, and a faint light flashed in Yun Chujiu's eyes, "I'll let you seal, I'll split you!"

Yun Chujiu's left and right hands waved one after another, and several purple lightning bolts slashed directly at the man.

The man was immediately confused!

Depend on!

What is this?

How can a man make a lightning bolt? Or a purple lightning?

The man dodged Yun Chujiu's attack in embarrassment, quickly sealed, and finally several wind blades went straight to Yun Chujiu to attack, Yun Chujiu had the experience of being in the Flowing Fire Desert, and felt that this attack was simply weak, and after dodging sideways, he slashed at the man again.

The man saw that there was no interval between each lightning bolt of Yun Chujiu, and his heart was like a beep dog, how could this be? She didn't make a seal, and she didn't need to stop to attack? This is not logical!

Yun Chujiu didn't care if you were unreasonable, and slashed at the man, and the man smelled a scorched smell, and it turned out that his hair was chopped by lightning.

The man hurriedly rolled on the ground, extinguishing the fire on his head, Yun Chujiu kicked the man, and transferred the purple brocade grass in the storage bag to his own storage bag.

At this time, Feng Ming and the three of them also had the upper hand, the monks of the Tian Yuan Continent were relatively comfortable, and the concentration of spiritual power here was much higher than that of the Qingxuan Continent, so although their spiritual power level was higher than Feng Ming and them, their actual combat experience and degree of tamping were not as good as Feng Ming and them at all.