"Six layers of Qi training, but that's it. Mo Fan said lightly.

"Boy, you're looking for death, now, I'm going to see how you hide!" As he spoke, an extremely violent spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted from the man's body.

"Passive beating is not my Mo Fan's style, just try the swordsmanship just now. Mo Fan thought, and at the same time, the sword of destruction burst out from Mo Fan's back, and then it fell directly into Mo Fan's hand.

The man looked at the ancient sword that Mo Fan took out in front of him, and his eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't need to think about it, he knew that this ancient sword knew at a glance that it was probably already able to reach the level of a high-grade magic weapon, and suddenly, the greed in the man's eyes became even more crazy, and at the same time, he tilted out the spiritual power that had been gathered.

However, the man looked at Mo Fan's position, his face was shocked, Mo Fan, who was still in place just now, disappeared abruptly at this time, and the man suddenly became vigilant, this Mo Fan who practiced qi at the third level already made the man feel a little weird.

Suddenly, in front of the man, a white light pierced the air, and instantly skipped in front of the man, and then, Mo Fan's figure appeared in front of the man.

There was no movement to take out the sword, collect the sword, and Mo Fan did not have any movements, and the whole process was smooth and smooth, without a trace of superfluous movements.

And the man didn't make any sound after Mo Fan appeared, and the action stayed at the moment just now, "You ......" The man let out a hoarse whimper from his throat, and then he lost his breath.

With one sword, the third-layer Qi training slashed down the sixth-layer Qi cultivation monk, Mo Fan was not very surprised by this result.

This man didn't take Mo Fan to heart from the beginning, after all, no one would believe that any cultivator of the third level of Qi cultivation would have such an outburst.

In just an instant, Mo Fan used the sword drawing technique, and as for the effect, Mo Fan was still very satisfied.

The man didn't know what he killed until he died, and Mo Fan didn't have any burden in his heart about the life and death of this kind of person.

After all, judging from the extent to which he had just made a move, if he changed to any other ordinary third-layer Qi training, he would already not be able to survive at the time of the first move, so Mo Fan naturally would not have the slightest mercy on his subordinates.

Mo Fan really estimated the power of the sword drawing technique, and then, Mo Fan slowly walked to the side of the fallen man, and at the same time, he looked at something on the man's body, and it didn't take long for Mo Fan to reveal a look that was really like this, and then, bending down, took out an item from the man's corpse.

Clapping his hands, Mo Fan looked at it fixedly, and it was written straight on it, Qian Qiandu, two volumes.

That's right, this is the second of those four fragments.

Mo Fan didn't seem particularly surprised by this, because from the time he was in the auction house, this man had behaved a little wrong.

If it weren't for Ling Xi's reminder, Mo Fan would not have been half interested in this broken exercise, after all, no one would be idle enough to spend the money of a Xuan-level exercise to buy a broken exercise, of course, except for those who have special hobbies.

And Mo Fan found that this man was bound to win Mu Yang for this secret book, and in the end, if it weren't for his own superb treasure jade pill, this secret book might have been won by the man, of course, all this was not enough for Mo Fan to be sure of his guess, until the moment this man appeared, Mo Fan could affirm his conjecture, so he went to search, and it was not surprising.

The mixed yuan bead in his body was as before, and he directly absorbed the exercises of this second volume, and when Mo Fan saw this, he couldn't wait to check the information in his mind.

However, when Mo Fan once again investigated the content after the first volume of Qian Decision, he still found that there was still a blank, Mo Fan couldn't help but be a little suspicious when he saw this, could it be that there was something wrong with the Mixed Yuan Zhu, how could there be no information about the second volume?

"Brother Xiaofan, this is the protection of the Mixed Yuan Bead for you, now your strength, if you cultivate the second volume of the Thousand Decisions in advance, it will damage your body, and when Brother Xiaofan reaches the 7th level of Qi training, you can start practicing in this second volume. ”

The Lingxi in his body appeared at the right time, and explained the doubts in Mo Fan's heart, and Mo Fan suddenly realized.

Immediately, Mo Fan became more eager to improve his strength, just the first volume of Qian Qiandu, for his own combat power has such a terrifying increase, for this mysterious second volume, Mo Fan naturally has a very longing.

After cleaning up, Mo Fan left directly. However, not long after he left, two figures appeared on the side of the man's corpse, "The sixth layer of Qi training was actually killed by a single sword, this person is really terrifying, fortunately, I didn't choose to offend him at that time." One of the figures looked at the body of the man on the ground and said.

"This young man's strength is probably as strong as the ninth layer of Qi cultivation or even higher, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill a sixth layer of Qi cultivation so cleanly, and I don't know how terrifying the force behind him would be. ”

As he spoke, the two figures did not linger and left directly, leaving only the lifeless man's body.

Mo Fan naturally didn't know anything about this, and at this time he had already come to the bar of White Peony.

The people in the bar are still like this every day, after Mo Fan came, he walked directly to the bar, and the people here are already familiar with Mo Fan's name, after all, Mo Fan's current wine has become a scarce commodity in the bar, you know, since Mo Fan came to the bar to bartend, the sales of wine in the bar are increasing every day, and the fame is very big, and some people come from afar to drink a glass of Mo Fan's wine.

When some of the waiters at the bar saw Mo Fan, they all came to say hello, even if Bai Peony came, the treatment they got was probably nothing more than that.

Mo Fan and these people nodded, and they didn't look arrogant, they just walked to the bar and started their work.

It stands to reason that for such a long time, Mo Fan has no care about money, after all, he now has hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones on his body, which can be said to be priceless, and he still came over at this time, but he was just a little grateful for the job that Bai Peony gave him at that time.

As soon as Mo Fan arrived at the bar, a bunch of people rushed up in an instant, rushing to order Mo Fan's cocktending.

"Come one by one, don't worry. Mo Fan looked at the somewhat chaotic crowd and reminded him loudly.

"What's the matter, pretend to be here for the uncle, boy, roll over and make a glass of wine for the uncle to taste, if you can't make Lao Tzu and the others happy, Lao Tzu will have to cripple you." ”