Mo Lun came to a hidden place first, took out a medicinal herb from the Qiankun bag, and hid it in his clothes. This is a thousand-year-old Five Spirit Grass, which is an essential ingredient for refining the Spirit Power Pill.

Walking quickly to a chamber of commerce, there was a balding slightly chubby middle-aged man dozing off in front of the counter, and when he saw someone coming in, he opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Mo Lun, and asked, "What do you want to buy?" "I don't buy things, I want to sell things." Morren said. "Show me. The bald man stretched out his hand. Mo Lun carefully took the thousand-year-old five spirit grass out of his clothes and handed it to the man. When the man saw it, he instantly opened his eyes, "This, this, this is a thousand-year-old five-spirit grass!" said the bald man in surprise. "How many spirit stones can you give me?" asked Mo Lun unhurriedly. "Wait, I'll ask. The bald man walked upstairs as he spoke, and after a while, the footsteps sounded, and the bald man was followed by a pretty girl, gentle and elegant, with light steps, looking dignified and generous, walked up to Mo Lun, picked up the thousand-year-old five-spirit grass, sniffed it with his nose, and said, "Yes, it is indeed a thousand years." Give him 5,000 spirit stones. His words were not emotional, as if the thousand-year-old Five Spirit Grass hadn't shocked her much at all. "In this market, we give the highest price, if you don't believe it, you can go to other chambers of commerce and ask first. I mainly want to pull a main way, next time there are such good medicinal herbs, you must sell them to our family!" said the pretty girl with a smile. Mo Lun didn't have the heart to bargain, he was thinking about the Buddha statue. "Okay, just as you say. Morun picked up the money bag, turned around and walked out of the door of the chamber of commerce, and ran towards the stall.

In front of the stall, several people were competing for bids. "One thousand spirit stones" "One thousand one hundred spirit stones" "I will give one thousand two hundred spirit stones" Mo Lun looked at the hot scene in front of him, and looked back at Tong Wei, Tong Wei stretched his shoulders and spread his hands, expressing helplessness. Mo Lun didn't make a bid, just waited and watched, and when he shouted fifteen hundred spirit stones, he didn't bid again. "I'll give you 1,800 spirit stones. At this time, Mo Lun said unhurriedly. The one who had bid for fifteen hundred spirit stones saw it, turned around and left. After waiting for a while, no one made any more bids. The man with the scar handed the scroll of yellow-rank advanced combat skills to Mo Lun and said, "Brother, it's yours." "I'll give you another hundred spirit stones, give me that Buddha statue." My mom believes in Buddhism. Mo Lun said openly. "Here you go, it's been a few days anyway, and no one has bought it. Mo Lun gave him 1,900 spirit stones, picked up the battle skills and Buddha statues, and pulled Tong Wei out. At this time, a group of people came from the opposite side of the street, led by a thin young man, followed by the person who had just bid for fifteen hundred spirit stones. "Who robbed my brother of what he fancied. A group of people shouted as they walked. Tong Wei looked at it and whispered to Mo Lun: "Be careful, that's a member of the Lei family, the thin man in front is the son of the Lei family's three tigers and Lei Leopard, named Lei Qingtian, and no one usually dares to provoke them. "It's the people of the Thunder group. Morren said. "Then we'll avoid them. Morlun said as he walked towards the alley next to him. "Robbed my brother's things, just leave, do you still take me Lei Qingtian in your eyes? brothers, leave him for me!" Hula, a group of people came up, surrounding Mo Lun and Tong Wei in the middle.

"If you give me the things you just bought, you can leave without your business, and I won't embarrass you, how about it?" said the thin young man after glancing at Morun.

"I'm not used to that!" said Morun categorically.

"Then don't blame me, cripple him for me, and snatch things over!" said the thin young man viciously. A group of people shouted up and came straight to Mo Lun, who said to Tong Wei and said, "You go first! As he spoke, Mo Lun picked up the butterfly and quickly interspersed it among the crowds, running in the other direction. Tong Wei looked at the chasing crowd, turned around and ran towards the northwest of Guangyuan City.

Mo Lun saw that Tong Wei was far away, and also quickened his pace, Lei Qingtian led the group of people to chase quickly, and really didn't want to let Mo Lun go, although Mo Lun was already very fast, but Lei Qingtian was in hot pursuit, among this group of people, three were in the realm of the middle stage of foundation building, and one even reached the late stage of foundation building, it was obvious that Mo Lun was only in the middle stage of foundation building, so they kept chasing.

Mo Lun suddenly stopped running, turned to Lei Qingtian and said, "Haven't you chased enough, master, I'm not running, let's see what you can do to me!" After speaking, he stood in place and stopped moving half a step forward.

"What are you going to do, give me eight pieces!" Lei Qingtian roared angrily. The middle-aged man in the late stage of foundation building didn't take Mo Lun in his eyes at all, and blasted out with a punch, "Thunder strike!" and blasted towards Mo Lun's head, only to see a fist shadow hit Mo Lun's body in an instant, and the rest of the people saw this, laughed, and before they could close their mouths, they saw that the fist passed through the figure, and the figure gradually dispersed. "It's an afterimage!" "Why is it so fast?" "What about people?" exclaimed a different voice.

"Your master is here!" he heard a sound of breaking wind behind his head, and when he looked back, he saw a blood mist spraying out, which was the last scene he saw in this world.

If it weren't for carelessness, Mo Lun wouldn't be so easy to win with one finger, first of all, that guy didn't expect Mo Lun's steps to be so fast, and then he didn't expect Mo Lun to really dare to kill him.

Lei Qingtian saw that his strongest bodyguards had all died in Mo Lun's hands, and he roared angrily: "Let's go up together, kill him for me!" More than a dozen bodyguards swarmed up, each showing their own combat skills, Mo Lun looked at the bodyguards who were swarming up, and then looked at Lei Qingtian who was standing behind, "Anyway, it's a situation that doesn't stop dying, they don't let me go so easily, so don't do it, don't do it, just solve it together!" Thinking of this, Mo Lun carried the butterfly ghost step, constantly shuttling among the crowd, and from time to time his hands frequently cast the finger sword, which seemed to make these more than ten people chase embarrassed, and occasionally hit a few times, and his right hand quietly activated the Four Elephant God Fist, at this time, just swept from the back with a punch, Mo Lun endured the pain, took a punch, staggered forward, that direction was where Lei Qingtian was, about to arrive in front of Lei Qingtian, a punch blasted out.

"Four elephant divine fists, one elephant grandiose!"

I saw in the air, the figure of an elephant, stepping on a strong spiritual power, rolling towards Lei Qingtian, Lei Qingtian saw this, and ran in a hurry, without any defense, but it was too late, the four huge elephant legs, at the same time stepped on Lei Qingtian's body, where he passed, it was a mess, and Lei Qingtian had become a piece of meatloaf.

When the others saw this, they were all dumbfounded, "Lei Qingtian is dead!" I don't know who shouted, and then those bodyguards turned around and ran. "Go back and inform the master that the young master was beaten to death. "The bodyguards were running and yelling.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Moron rushed east and west streets to the east, which was a little farther away from the territory of the Thunder Group, and ran out of the east gate and straight towards the mountains in the distance.

In the Thunder Group, an old man in his sixties slapped the table angrily, "Find me, you must find him, avenge my grandson, all three of you go." "He is the helmsman of the Thunder Group, Lei Batian, the strength of the late stage of Qi training, and he is about to enter the realm of refining void. Those three people, Lei Long, Lei Qingtian's uncle, Lei Hu, Lei Qingtian's second uncle, Lei Leopard, Lei Qingtian's father. At this time, the Thunder Group was about to boil, and Lei Batian's favorite grandson was beaten to death, which was worth it. The Thunder Group mobilized all the people and horses, led by Thunder Dragon, Thunder Tiger, and Thunder Leopard, and searched in a carpet manner, and must find the person who killed Lei Qingtian. The Lei family's power in Guangyuan City was huge, and they soon learned the direction of Mo Lun's escape, and the three teams of men and horses surrounded Mo Lun on a cliff in a flanking attack.

There were onlookers standing all around.

Mo Lun looked at the people in front of him, and then looked at the cliff behind him, "It seems that there is a lot of luck today, even if I die in battle, they can't let them capture me back, it will be worse than death." Helplessly thought.

"The three tigers of the Lei family all have the strength in the middle stage of Qi training, and it is very difficult to deal with one, if the three of them go to the ・・・・・ together" Mo Lun didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"You three, let's go up together, don't waste any more time. Let's see if I, a fourteen-year-old child, can clean up the three tigers of your Lei family together. Mo Lun had a plan and said lightly.

The thunder leopard was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "If you kill my son, I will break you into ten thousand pieces, don't say that my Lei family bullies a child, I can do one." Saying this, the thunder leopard rushed forward, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and slapped it with one palm, "Thunder Holy Hand!" I saw a big hand in the air, covering the sky and the sun, with a strong wind, and slammed it down towards Mo Lun.