"Who is Your Excellency?"

The monk surnamed Wang said in a heavy tone, with a little solemnity in his expression, and the palm behind his back pinched slightly, and he saw that the long sword that fell on the side flew up in an instant, falling into the scabbard on his back, and his eyes looked straight at Ming Bufan.

The other four all looked at each other, and they all looked defensive.

Ming Bufan was silent, he wanted to see what would happen to these monks.

Several people were silent when they saw Ming Bufan, and their hearts sank.

Although the person in front of him looked like a mortal, but the piece of gravel that flew over before could knock away with the sword that their eldest brother stabbed, and it would be impossible for them to come, and the monk surnamed Wang was even heavier in his heart, and only he knew how heavy the weight of that blow was.

"If you also want the spiritual resources on that kid's body, we can also give them to you. ”

The monk surnamed Wang said softly, his eyes kept staring at Ming Bufan's eyes, trying to see something from them.

"Big brother!!How can this be....... Brothers, they relied on such resources to break through the realm..."As soon as he heard this, the originally slightly nervous appearance of the person holding the long knife changed instantly, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Shut up !!"

The monk surnamed Wang snorted softly, which instantly made the other few people who were about to speak close their mouths, and looked at Ming Bufan with different expressions.

"It's just a mortal, there's no trace of charm, big brother, can't you see it, that person is just bluffing!!"

The monks with long knives saw that the other people were closed, and their hearts were very anxious, they scattered a trace of luck in their cultivation today, lived in this life, and met the opening of the sacred mountain, this is the opportunity of a thousand years, they generally cultivate to the high level of the spiritual realm, and the lifespan is only two hundred years, and now there is a large number of spiritual resources at their fingertips in front of them, doesn't this mean that they are lucky, only by getting these resources, breaking through the realm, and then having a greater ability to go to the main peak to find greater treasures, the slim chance of the empty realm is also a glimmer of opportunity to see, now tell him to give up, how to be willing, if you miss this time, how can there be so many rich disciples who come to seize the treasure, all of them are cultivators and strong people, and in the end, I am afraid that they will have to stop at this realm.

Saying this, he is going to step forward and kill Ming Bufan.

"Slow !!"

The monk surnamed Wang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, how could he not know this truth, but his arm that held the sword before was still trembling slightly in his sleeve robe, and the previous power was too strong.

"Big brother, if you don't have the guts, let me come, even if you die, you won't miss this great opportunity, and you will regret it for the rest !!!of your life."

"Don't go to !!!"

Regardless of the obstruction of the monk surnamed Wang, the figure brought out a few afterimages, directly passed the monk surnamed Wang who was caught off guard, and walked towards Ming Bufan at a fast speed, the long knife in his hand was bright, and he arrived not far from Ming Bufan in an instant, only to see him jump high, and the long knife in his hand was raised, and he was about to slash towards Ming Bufan.

"Give Me !!! Death"

The monk shouted loudly, seeing that Ming Bufan still didn't hide, he thought that this person had been stupid by his own moves, this is not something that ordinary monks will use, under this trick, many nameless monks have died, and the most feared thing for low-level monks is hand-to-hand combat, and they who focus on spell refining have no time to cultivate their bodies, so so, he is even more confident in his heart.

"Pretend to be a mortal, just go to reincarnation well!!"

Guo Hongfei on the side also fell into despair at the same time, and the previous glimmer of hope was completely gone, if he was allowed to be so close, he would definitely die, let alone such a mortal.

The corners of Ming Bufan's mouth cracked.

He's still thinking about how to kill people and take his anger, and now this anger is here.

In Ming Bufan's eyes, this monk's speed is quite confident, but it is like a turtle crawling, a monk who cultivates spells wants to compete with him in close combat, and the speed of the fierce beast outside the wasteland is not faster than the monk in front of him, so don't blame yourself for looking for death.

In an instant, the palm fist came out, and a palm slanted away, and a strong wind blew out along the huge force.

In the blink of an eye, a half-cut blade flew out and stuck on the rock wall.

The next moment there was a muffled sound.

A cloud of blood mist burst into the air, several pieces of rags flew out, the original person had disappeared from poverty, and a blood-stained tattered cloth bag fell from the blood mist, and was taken in by Ming Bufan in his hand, hanging on his waist casually.

Everyone was dumbfounded for an instant, and Guo Hongfei's expression was also stunned, how could this slightly familiar man be so terrifying, how could he be just a mortal no matter how he looked at it, how could he turn the monk into a cloud of blood mist in the blink of an eye, it was just an ordinary punch.

The monk surnamed Wang sighed in his heart, he now knew that this mortal-like character in front of him was definitely a character to mess with.

In his heart, he silently sighed for the monk who carried the knife, he had also persuaded him earlier, but now that the person is dead, the so-called scattered cultivation without power is like this, even if the brother is killed in front of his eyes, he can't mention the slightest hatred.

I saw that Ming Bufan didn't say anything, and several people watched quietly, they didn't want to have conflicts with him, although a brother died at his hands.

Guo Hongfei, who was on the side, looked different, quietly took out a few pills, and secretly took them.

In this way, the scene calmed down.

Ming Bufan looked at the blood mist that was about to drift away, his heart moved, among the pendants hanging around his neck, a cyan jade stone lit up slightly, and a white gas slowly condensed out of the blood mist.

They were all a little creepy, especially the pale monk, cold sweat oozed from between his foreheads, he thought of some terrible legend, thousands of years ago there was also a demon like this, countless monks of high and low rank died at their hands, which greatly reduced the power of the human race, and that battle also started from this.

And Guo Hongfei on the side was wide-eyed, he knew what it was, he had heard a lot.

shouted out for a while: "This is the Lingbao ??!!"

The four scattered cultivators were also shocked, what is the spiritual treasure, although they have seen it, but they have also heard of it, and then look at Ming Bufan, the naked upper body, with a pendant hanging around his neck, and a piece of jade on it really slowly glows faintly, and then the white gas in the air condenses, towards his palm.

The next moment, they saw that in the center of his palm, a blood pattern slowly spread out, about an inch more, just touching the thumb, and it was precisely because of this that they could see clearly what his palm looked like, with the palm as a point, the blood pattern spread out several times, the longest one, has been around the wrist in a circle, like a blood mark, it is really a little terrifying.

Ming Bufan exhaled deeply, his chest was a little depressed, and his eyes looked at Guo Hongfei calmly, just now he actually recognized the spirit treasure on his neck.

But the next moment he laughed.

"Brother Guo, do you remember me?"

"Huh, you're ......."

When Guo Hongfei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, this man with a naked upper body and a little curly hair was indeed very familiar, but he couldn't think of it.

"I'm Ming Bufan, it's only been a year, how did you forget me, now you and I are so fateful, and we met here again, just to repay your help before. ”

Ming Bufan said with a smile, treating those scattered cultivators as if they were nothing, and walked towards Guo Hongfei.

"Ming no... Big Brother !!"

Guo Hongfei's expression was shocked, wasn't Ming Bufan the mortal who asked him for help at that time, at that time, he was still so naïve to help him think about his grandfather's intercession, how could he overlap with the person in front of him.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration occurred.

The words "Lingbao ?!!" flashed in his mind.

"Brother Ming, how can you be here, uncle and sister Ling can be found?"

Guo Hongfei said embarrassedly, but in the next moment, he knew that he had said the wrong thing.

When Ming Bufan heard it, his face did not change by half a minute, and he smiled slightly.

"I don't have that ability now, but I already know that they are fine, and there is more relationship between Brother Guo, and the injuries on their bodies can be serious. ”

On the other side, there was some change in the hearts of the four scattered cultivators, and from this discourse, they had already learned that the two of them were old acquaintances, and judging from the previous words, several scattered cultivators understood a little.

The person in front of him was just a mortal, and he could only do so by relying on the strength of that spiritual treasure.

This illustrates the power of that spiritual treasure.

After Ming Bufan said a few words to Guo Hongfei, Ming Bufan spoke.

"In this case, you leave first, I see that you are seriously injured, and I will communicate with these people. ”

Guo Hongfei looked a little surprised, but he was naturally good.

In fact, the external injuries on his body were almost healed because of taking a few pills brought out from the family, so he also stood up.

Seeing those few scattered cultivators, this is an active treasure, just let it go like this, when will there be such an opportunity, and then look at the ancient temple behind him, there is no treasure in it, and I don't know who will fall into the hands of it later.

"Then the little brother, I am one step ahead, I wish the eldest brother Ming to find his uncle and sister Ling as soon as possible..."

Guo Hongfei lowered his head, just made a stumbling appearance, and walked towards the ancient road over there.

Ming Bufan looked at those scattered cultivators, thinking in his heart.

"That must be the legendary spiritual treasure!! otherwise how could a lowly mortal get to this point!!" A voice resounded through Guo Hongfei's heart.

"Hurry back to the town and tell grandpa at this time, if I get this spiritual treasure, what about it, a lowly mortal can do this, if I get it, how can I compare to those great sect saints!!"

Guo Hongfei's head lowered deeply, the corners of his mouth couldn't help cracking, and he repeatedly saw his brilliant future.

"Next...... Well, let's do it like this, since the favor has changed, it's irrelevant, so it's the next time we meet, well... That's it. ”

A voice came from behind, and Guo Hongfei was a little puzzled.

Turn your head away.

A flash of blue light flashed.

Guo Hongfei's eyes became dull, and a cyan short sword was stuck in his forehead.

"How ......."

Just heard a plop, then Guo Hongfei fell to the side, and the bright red color slowly flowed out, spreading along the gap on the bluestone ancient road, which was somewhat similar to the blood lines on Ming Bufan's palm.

"Alas, I didn't want to kill you, but who made you recognize this spiritual treasure. ”

Ming Bufan walked slowly to Guo Hongfei's corpse, leaned over, and took out a brocade cloth bag from his arms, which seemed to be a good thing.

Then he grabbed Guo Hongfei's collar, stepped on his face, and casually removed the gold silk brocade robe he was wearing outside and put it on himself.

Then he pulled out the cyan dagger and wiped the blood on it against his clothes, and then turned his head to look at it.

"This brother, I don't know what grievances you have with that kid, and we are also persecuting him, and we don't want the treasures in this ancient temple, we don't want any conflict with Brother Ren, I'll leave here. ”

Looking at Ming Bufan's eyes, several people's hearts jumped, and the monk surnamed Wang immediately spoke.

Ming Bufan secretly sneered in his heart, killing Guo Hongfei was still a trivial matter for him, he didn't care what forces were behind it, if he could kill the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, he would want to kill it now, not to mention the grandson of the clan in a small town.

Now this person is also smart, pretending not to know what Lingbao is, mainly mentioning Guo Hongfei's death, and saying as if he thinks he and Guo Hongfei have any grievances.

But it is precisely like this, Ming Bufan can be sure that the other party knows about the spirit treasure, and now he may still be a little eager to get it in his hands.