Chapter 174: Wei Qing

"You're kidding, you're kidding!"

The big man was stunned for a while, and the ugly smile that he could barely squeeze out completely froze on his face, and he reached out and slammed it on the table, and the sound of "boom" echoed in the crowd.

"Who has the leisure to joke with you?" the treasure hunter was too lazy to bother with this boring person who could no longer refute reasonably, and turned to the other chattering casual cultivators and said, "Do you find it hard to believe? To tell you the truth, there are even more surprises to come!"

"What?"

Those onlookers couldn't help but look startled, and they closed their mouths one after another, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

After all eyes were focused on him, the treasure hunter put his raised arms back on the table, half-lying over to scan everyone present, and said in a tricky manner, "Actually, their death is not the biggest reason for me to give up sneaking up on this ninety-ninth spiritual villain. And the real reason for this is the process of their death!"

Speaking of this, he raised a finger suddenly, casually pointed at a loose cultivator leaning on the table, and shouted, "Guess, how many moves did he use to kill that Luo Hongying?!"

The man only felt nervous, and his mind began to recall what kind of person this Luo Hongying was.

"You're right, that Dapeng Golden-winged Luo Hongying, according to his Ten Patterns Spiritual Convergence Great Perfection, coupled with his unique volley-like supernatural powers, it will take at least seventy or eighty rounds to start falling into disadvantage!"

His eyes rolled in his sockets, and the cultivator replied slowly.

Hearing the other party's answer, and the echoing sight of the surrounding people nodding their heads again and again, the corners of the treasure hunter's mouth turned into an extremely vague look of disdain.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it might not be much different from what you guessed. ”

Slowly raising his neck, the man's face suddenly changed, which suddenly made the atmosphere around him a lot more serious, and his eyes became shining.

Then, he shook his head abruptly, and replied faintly: "It's a pity that the real situation is that this prestigious treasure appreciative senior, from the shot to the death, it only takes three moves!"

"Three moves?!"

"Are you sure you read that right?!"

"I think you're crazy!"

For a while, everyone couldn't hold back the horror in their hearts anymore, and shouted out a sentimental speech.

In the face of these accusations, the treasure hunter couldn't help but wave his hands, and the invisible spiritual pressure suddenly bullied the bodies of the spiritual cultivators, and immediately pressed these onlookers to close their mouths.

"You, you are also a great cultivator of the Ten Patterns of Spiritual Convergence?!" Only the big man sitting in front of him stood up with a frightened face, and he got out of the crowd in three or two clicks, not knowing where to flee.

In the eyes of these casual cultivators who have no background forces and walk the world alone, only cultivation is synonymous with dignity.

And with the strength of the big man, who only has five patterns, he can't even block the opponent's move.

Thinking back to his many provocations to the other party just now, in addition to choosing to escape, he had to kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistakes, and even cut off his arm to make up for all this.

"Unplanted garbage. ”

The treasure hunter narrowed his eyes and watched the big man disappear into the door at the underground junction, and turned to the others and said, "Now you know why I followed for three whole days and never made a move, right? To tell you the truth, three kills are not all, at that time, they made such a feat under the simultaneous attack of four people!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding listeners completely fell silent, leaving only the deep fear that remained between their eyebrows.

Seeing the expressions of these scattered cultivators, the treasure hunter's eyes showed a subtle look of satisfaction, and he gradually turned his gaze to the four scattered cultivators sitting around the table next to him, waiting quietly.

"Brother Wang, what this kid said is a little interesting?"

Sure enough, the words of the treasure hunter aroused the interest of these four cultivators.

"It's kind of interesting. The Sanxiu, who was called Brother Wang, nodded slightly, and then said, "But we still have the affairs of the big master to do, and I'm afraid we don't have time to plug in the first gear." ”

"What Brother Wang said is, Wei Qing, don't lose your big because of a small one!" Sitting next to Brother Wang was a female cultivator, wearing a veil and mask, and listening to the voice, she was about thirty years old.

"Hey, old sister, what kind of character do you think of me Wei Qing as an unpopular character? A spiritual cultivator who ranks ninety-nine is no matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be? With the strength of the four of us, he is the top fifty on the anti-evil list。。。。。。 ”

"Shut up. ”

Before Wei Qing finished boasting, the man who had not spoken among the four people slammed the teacup on the table and glared at him coldly.

This eye was as sharp as a knife, only to stare at Wei Qing's pupils, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Brother Long, don't be angry, the younger brother just said casually, if the eldest brother doesn't want the younger brother to have extraneous branches, the younger brother will break this idea now." ”

The eldest brother surnamed Long withdrew his gaze, his fingers lightly tapped on the table, as if thinking about something, and then, he said in a deep voice: "I have heard of this spiritual cultivator who ranks ninety-ninth on the evil list. ”

"Oh, this person was able to get Brother Long's attention?" Hearing this, the Sanxiu surnamed Wang was also interested.

"I don't know much else, but I know the man's reward. The eldest brother surnamed Long paused, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and then said: "This deal is worth doing." ”

"Look, Brother Long said so, Brother Wang, old sister, I didn't look away, did I?" Wei Qing couldn't help but smile proudly and asked the two.

"Hmph, the villain has a will. The female cultivator sitting across from him snorted softly.

Wei Qing didn't reply, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and asked the man surnamed Long: "Brother Long, since you have spoken, is the junior brother looking for a loophole and accepting this deal?"

The man's gaze wandered for a moment, and he replied lightly: "If you want to collect it, go and collect it yourself." But be sure to come back to me within three days, otherwise it will delay the trip, and when the time comes, don't blame us for not waiting for you. ”

"Big brother, don't worry, three days is more than enough. Wei Qing confidently agreed, then stood up and came to the periphery of the crowd next to him.

"Fuck me up!"

An extremely arrogant shout, accompanied by an incomparably powerful spiritual pressure, pounced on the crowd of spectators, and in just three breaths, they fell to the ground like fallen leaves scattered by the autumn wind, leaving a clear path.

"A bunch of crumbs. Raising his feet into the gap, Wei Qing arrived at the table a moment later, only to see him squint at the treasure hunter who was lying on the table struggling to resist the spiritual pressure, and grabbed the person into the air.

"Have you had a good chat?"

Flipping his hand and pinching the other party's chin, Wei Qing almost put his face on it, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

"You, who are you, what are you doing with me。。。。。。 After kicking his thighs in mid-air for a long time, the treasure hunter finally gave up his resistance and asked in a trembling voice.

"Who do you care who I am? I won't say much else, I'll give you two ways to go, one is to take me to the ninety-nine, and the other is to say goodbye to your two thighs, which one do you choose?"

As he spoke, Wei Qing pulled his palm down and touched the treasure hunter's pants.

The treasure hunter was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he hurriedly shouted: "I'll choose one, I'll take you, don't move my legs!"

"Count you as acquaintances. Pursing the corners of his lips, Wei Qing put the person on the table. He put it down casually, but it almost shook the wooden planks made of green steel and wood to shatter!

This green steel wood can withstand tens of thousands of catties of pressure, so it can be used as a long-term decoration in this place full of scattered cultivation.

"Brother Long, Brother Wang, sister, I'm leaving, and within three days, I will definitely return!"

Punching the three people sitting around the table next to him, Wei Qing grabbed the treasure hunter in his hand again, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the door at the underground confluence and disappeared.

He didn't notice that the treasure hunter who was holding his waist was covering his mouth and laughing secretly.

。。。。。。

Looking at the five stars gnawing on the golden beast Neidan one by one, Zhan Feihong's gaze gradually became distant.

These days, the spirit demon cultivators he killed are about to break through the 100-person mark!

The boy didn't understand why these treasure hunters didn't know to stop when they saw their "warnings" day after day?

Everywhere he went, at least five or more corpses were left behind, and they were piled up in extremely conspicuous places.

But even so, they still couldn't stop more casual cultivators from coming to their deaths, as if they didn't know what it meant to retreat in the face of difficulties!

And the most resentful thing is that the actions of these treasure hunters are becoming more and more shameless.

Since that first day, Zhan Feihong has not slept a night. Although the time for his active provocation was only ten o'clock at noon, only after the second exposure position, the treasure hunters completely guessed his course of action.

As a result, hunting all the time befell the boy.

Especially at night, in the process of Zhan Feihong settling down and resting, the frequency of their appearance can be described as wave after wave, without interruption.

As for the quantity, it has gradually grown from one or two rounds to seven or eight groups!

Not long ago, he had been rounded up by eight treasure hunters, leaving the boy with several more wounds on his elbow, and now wrapped in strips of cloth torn from his shirt.

"Do you think it won't take long for me to be consumed by you?"

sneered a few times with disdain, and Zhan Feihong's eyes were covered with a thick layer of scarlet. With a black dragon fetus, I am afraid that the last thing he is afraid of in this life is to fight this kind of war of attrition!