Why didn't the boy make a move? Is his strength really only in the foundation building period? And the little beast......

Doubts rose in his heart one by one, especially when he saw the confidence of the young man in red, there was a bad premonition in his heart, and that premonition was even stronger after seeing the previous Jindan monk killed.

At this moment, he stepped back, looking at the little beast blocking in front, he did not hesitate to exert all his strength, burst out with the powerful aura of the Jindan monk, turned around and fled in the other direction.

It's not about fighting, it's about fleeing, and I'm trying my best to escape!

His unsuspecting move of turning around and running made Feng Jiu and Tunyun stunned for a moment, thinking that he was going to fight, but who knew that he turned around and fled, and in the blink of an eye, he fled without a trace, it can almost be said that the cultivation of Brother Jindan was at this moment, he was just used to escape.

Seeing this, she was stunned for a moment, then touched her chin, glanced in that direction and ignored it.

Let's run! It's just a fish that slipped through the net.

So, she turned her gaze and landed in front of it, this look, her eyebrows raised slightly, and after seeing a battle, the last few scattered cultivators were also slashed by several people, at this time, Luo Fei and the others sat on the ground panting and resting after the last scattered cultivator fell, while Ning Lang rummaged through the corpses with an excited face......

"These guys must have robbed a lot of people, look at the things in these bags, and there is not a single one." Ning Lang was searching there, saying excitedly while searching, and after a while, he had more than two dozen Qiankun bags in his arms.

Feng Jiu walked over and glanced at the injuries on the other people, and saw that they all had injuries of varying degrees, only Ning Lang's side was just a few small injuries on his arm, and seeing that he didn't care about the injuries on his body, he was still there excitedly picking up those swords, she couldn't help but stroke her forehead.

"Ning Lang, just take the valuable ones, those swords are some worthless ones, don't pick them up." This guy really doesn't let go at all, and he doesn't see how much those ordinary swords are worth?

"Don't you?"

He already had several swords in his arms, and when he heard Feng Jiu say this, he thought about it and threw those swords back to the ground: "Okay, don't want it, there will be it in the future anyway, I'll just take these Qiankun bags or something, so as not to have too many things in the future." ”

Hearing him say this, the corners of the other people's mouths twitched, and they all shook their heads.

Feng Jiu glanced around and said, "The smell of blood here is strong, you can't stay for a long time, let's go!" Find a place for you to take care of all your wounds. ”

"Okay." Several people responded, stood up with each other, and walked forward together, leaving here first.

When they arrived at a place where there was no smell of blood, they sat down on the grass and began to treat the wounds on their bodies.

"Look? Am I smarter? I also wear a lot of clothes on my body, and I also have vests and treasures, although my strength is not as good as yours among several people, but I am the least injured, hehehe. ”

Ning Lang smiled proudly, and after bandaging the wound, he took out the contents of the Qiankun bag and divided them into five parts: "Okay, one for each person." ”

A few people took a look at it, and then put away all those things, although they didn't care about these things with their family background, but anyway, these things were also their trophies.