Chapter 690: Fu Bao

"Shen family, look for death!"

Seeing Shen San so arrogant, the middle-aged scholar standing behind the old man turned pale.

For how many years, they have been worshiped as immortals, where have they ever been so provoked?

Those who cultivate the truth, do not be disgraced!

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand, and the folding fan in his hand had already flown out: "Dare to provoke our boss, go to death!" ”

The folding fan was like a sharp razor, and it quickly slashed towards the bottom of Shen San's neck.

The folding fan has turned into an afterimage, and it is not at all something that ordinary martial arts cultivators can deal with.

The old man on crutches snorted coldly and didn't make any movement.

In their eyes, what are the four major families of Yandu? It's still just a plaything in their hands.

If it wasn't for the promise that the senior would guard here, how could they stay in the Nalan family?

However, just as the folding fan was about to kill Shen San, a flash of light suddenly burst out from Shen San's hand, and it hit the folding fan with a bang.

The folding fan split the two in an instant.

Immediately after, the flash of light seemed to be spiritual, and it rushed towards the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar's face changed greatly: "Boss! ”

The old man didn't expect that Shen San could block the middle-aged scholar's folding fan.

That folding fan is a treasure that has been tempered, where can there be something in the secular world to cut it off?

"Third child, I'm here!" The old man shouted, and the iron crutch in his hand was thrown to the ground, and the whole person had already flew.

Before that flash of light hit the middle-aged scholar, he had already approached the middle-aged scholar, and at the same time blocked the iron crutch in his hand.

The flash of light struck directly on the iron crutch, and sparks of destruction flashed one after another.

Even the old man was so cold that he almost fell to the ground.

Shen San laughed out loud, moved his hand, and grabbed the flash.

Everyone looked at it with a shocked look on their faces.

In Shen San's hand, he actually grabbed a long whip.

There was a faint glow on the surface of the whip, which made people know at a glance that it was not an ordinary product.

The others didn't know what this long whip was, but the middle-aged scholar glanced at the old man, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink twice.

"Is that a spiritual artifact?"

"How is this possible, there are still people who can refine spiritual weapons?"

"This ...... This ......"

The faces of the middle-aged scholar and the old man were extremely ugly.

It was clear that the faint glow around the long whip was a manifestation of the externalization of the aura.

In this world, cultivators have been hidden from the sight of the world, and spiritual weapons are even rarer, if a sect can have a spiritual weapon, it is definitely as if an indigenous person has a super cannon, and will soon be able to leap to the top of the sect of cultivation.

Although Shen San was just a martial arts cultivator, he held a spiritual weapon in his hand, just like a child holding a machine gun against a boxing master.

Even if the boxing master is powerful, he can beat a hundred children at a time, but as long as he shuttles down, the boxing master will have to finish playing.

I couldn't help but feel an unprecedented panic for both the middle-aged man and the old man.

The old man took a deep breath and let out a long howl.

The long roar filled the sky and spread throughout the entire place where Lord Nalan's house was staying.

He must summon all his people, otherwise, he may be in big trouble today.

Shen San looked at the panicked appearance of the old man and the middle-aged scholar, but he laughed out loud, shook the long whip in his hand, and said proudly: "What, scared?" Haha, I know you're cultivators, and I'm not even a shit in your eyes! However, with this thing, even if there are many of you, it will be in vain, today, I have taken the things in Wangyan Pavilion! ”

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to the others, turned around and walked towards the Wangyan Pavilion.

Su Tong was also uncertain.

The reason why the four major families like them in Yandu can immediately reach the top of the secular world is because there are some other families that have no advantages.

There are cultivators in the Nalan family, and these people are all beings who are above the martial cultivators, so that others don't dare to have the slightest contempt.

Although the Su family does not have a cultivator, they also have a lot of contact with the cultivators, and their rise is based on a treasure left by their ancestors.

That treasure was a rune treasure.

A talisman treasure that can kill cultivators.

Therefore, as long as he held the talisman treasure in his hand, Su Tong would not be afraid of the cultivator at all.

The Shen family has been relatively low-key over the years, and few people know what they rely on.

At this time, it seems that they actually have a spiritual weapon.

That kind of spiritual weapon, in the eyes of the cultivator, is a treasure of existence.

No wonder the head of the Shen family can rest assured that Shen San, a reckless person, will come to the Nalan family, and he is not afraid that Shen San will have an accident at all.

"Shen San, since you want to enter Wangyan Pavilion, then we have to go in too!" Su Tong groaned slightly, and quickly came to the door of Wangyan Pavilion: "In any case, this Wangyan Pavilion is not the one that your Shen family fancies, and whoever can get the things inside is counted." ”

"Haha, whatever you want!" Shen San didn't seem to be afraid that Su Tong would take the contents away, laughed, and stepped straight into the Wangyan Pavilion.

Su Tong hesitated slightly, and also wanted to go in.

At this time, the middle-aged man beside Su Tong grabbed Su Tong and said in a dark voice, "I'll go in." ”

Su Tong was stunned, turned his head and exclaimed: "Immortal ......"

"I'll go in, and the contents won't be of much use to you." The middle-aged man sneered, with a sneering face, and stretched out his hand indifferently: "However, I want to borrow the Su family's talisman treasure for use." ”

"What?" Su Tong frowned, with a vigilant look on his face: "This talisman treasure is the thing of our Su family, only the bloodline of the Su family can use it, Immortal Chief, you ......"

"Less!" The middle-aged man had lost his patience: "Hurry up and bring it, or I'll kill you right now!" ”

Seeing that Shen San had already entered the first floor of Wangyan Pavilion, the middle-aged man was already angry, and grabbed Su Tong's collar: "My name is Su Yaping, Su Yaping from Jiangzhou!" Haha, this time, do you think I really want to help your Su family? Bullshit, I just want you to take out the rune treasure so that I can resist this Wangyan Pavilion's formation! ”

"Now, since you're here, bring it! What is the Su family, I don't even care about the life and death of our father and son, when I come out of the Wangyan Pavilion, your Su family will respect me as the Lord! ”

Needless to say, Su Yaping wrapped his palm around and took out the talisman treasure in Su Tong's arms.

There was nothing special about the rune treasure.

It's just a handkerchief that looks like it's painted with strange runes.

However, the moment he grabbed the rune treasure, Su Yaping's eyes couldn't help but flicker with irrepressible excitement.

Since being made unable to mix in Jiangzhou by Ye Tian, Su Yaping left Jiangzhou and almost died that time.

But he didn't expect that Su Yaping would escape from death, and he was also taken in by a cultivator and taught an evil art.

Although this evil art needs to be at the cost of his life, after only practicing for less than half a year, Su Yaping's appearance has become much older, like a middle-aged man.

However, the results are also significant.

Su Yaping has the power to surpass the martial arts cultivators.