Chapter 21: Pure Heart Three-Leaf Mother Fruit (17)
"However, I have just exhausted all the power of the Fu Bao Powerful True Martial Talisman, and my own mana has also been consumed. I need to find a place to rest for a while, take a break, and replenish my spiritual power. Don't worry, though, I'll be there to help you out. Han Lin paused and continued.
When the remaining four people heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Han Lin even took the opportunity to fly behind Pan He, encouraging everyone to say: "His rune treasure has been destroyed, the spirit beast has died, the internal injuries are serious, and his combat strength has dropped by at least five or six points." You don't have to worry, and of course don't leave your hands alone. In this situation, don't have any luck, it's already a never-ending situation. And as far as I know, after he came out of the blood-colored trial, the spirit grass he harvested was worth at least 20,000 spirit stones!"
"Oh my God, 20,000 spirit stones!" Hearing Han Lin's last words, the expressions on everyone's faces were very different. But there is one thing in common, and that is the greed that lurks in the bottom of my heart.
Even Pang Qingqing, who was timid and afraid, was heartbroken, and he had a murderous intention because of greed.
They were only monks in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and they didn't have any special background. Ordinary monks like them toiled in the sect. Even if you work hard, don't eat or drink, all year round, you don't get more than 1,000 contribution points, less than 100 spirit stones.
There is a demon hidden in everyone's heart, but here Han Lin is an extremely demon head. It is fanning the desires of everyone else, adding firewood to the evil deeds that follow.
It was as if the spirit stone of the white flower flower was spread in front of them, and the four of them only had Pan He in their eyes. I can't help but beat my heart faster. After glancing at each other, they also made up their minds together, subconsciously took the magic weapon in front of them, looked at Pan He with fierce eyes, and showed their fangs one after another.
Looking at everyone's expressions and movements, Han Lin showed a satisfied look.
"Why can he always say these words with a straight shot!" sighed Han Lin's insight into human nature, and his naked and undisguised murderous intent, one link after another, making Pan He feel breathless. How did he not know how powerful his spirit beast wood poison toad was.
He looked at the four people around him, like sheep under the leadership of a male lion, and he was a miserable wolf being hunted, only to feel that his hands and feet were cold, and the cold air was rising from his back.
"That's it! There are no outsiders here. You don't have to hide it anymore, we are all greedy. Kill him...... Right...... As long as you kill him, those spirit stones will be ours......" Han Lin, who looked crazy, floated in the sky, leaving the venue to the people below.
He crossed his arms and looked at the crowd with interest, a sickly sense of excitement.
The black light flashed on his waist, and the meridian heart nail turned into a bow and crossbow with a length of a ruler, stood on his head, and aimed at Pan He in the wind: "Now he is just a sick tiger without claws." And we, as for the wolves, are wolves that go out of the nest. Go ahead, bite him to death, and taste the hot flesh of the former Tiger King with me. Let's go. I'm right behind you!"
The rich breath of death made Pan He's forehead sweat and tremble. He knew that Han Lin didn't talk nonsense. It can really be said that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back. He suddenly felt a sense of frustration and powerlessness, and felt extremely helpless.
Pang Qingqing's face showed a different color, and his right hand prepared the technique of the ground stabbing technique, and he was the first to make a move, and shouted loudly: "The two senior brothers opposite, let's work together to subdue Pan He first." ”
Zhou Cheng and Qingsong glanced at each other, crying and laughing. What Han Lin said simply fell on their hearts.
Qing Song's face showed a hint of ruthlessness, but he was still making excuses for his behavior, and he was very hypocritical. He said loudly: "Senior Brother Pan, don't blame me for today's incident! Since you want to harm us with your plan, then we can only do it!"
Zhou Chengze's face was hideous, thinking of the past grievances, jealousy, holding a sharp knife, and said angrily: "That's right! Senior brother, you are majestic on weekdays, give me eye medicine and wear small shoes, teach me a lesson, and bully me." Today's feng shui rotates, and you are only to blame for your bad luck. Give up resisting. There are so many of us. You obediently tie your hands and arrest it, and after you get out, I can still save the lives of your family. ”
Pan He was surrounded by five people, and his face was pale. Listening to the other party's words about his family blackmailing him, beads of sweat the size of beans couldn't stop leaking out, and he couldn't hold on at all under huge pressure. Holding a turquoise mace in his hand, he no longer hesitated, shouted, and made the first move, directly attacking the weakest Pang Qingqing.
Zhou Cheng and Qingsong saw that Pan He moved, but their minds were still stuck in the afterglow of their senior brother's past, and they subconsciously maintained a defensive posture and did not dare to make a move.
"Damn, why is this person looking for me!" Pang Qingqing's eyes widened with a look of horror.
In such a situation, she must be the weakest point among the four, and the easiest link to break through.
Imminent. In the face of a thunderous blow, she used her best to display her golden and jade splendor.
Under the blessing of the ground stabbing technique, the mace in Pan He's hand emerged one after another yellow thorns full of spiritual power, and the thick blunt weapon became sharper.
A huge force hit Pang Qingqing's shield. There is a huge gap in cultivation, even if Pan Heding is seriously injured, he still directly smashed Pang Qingqing to the ground. The beating made her blood surge and churn. With fear in her eyes, she struggled to flee with one arm propped up on her body. For a while, his whole body was covered with mud and blades of grass, and he couldn't lift his energy, and his demeanor was completely devoid.
She shouted in horror at the others, "You bastards, do you want to watch me die?"
Wu Ming stood closer, and then began to hurriedly perform the ground stabbing technique.
"No poison, no husband!
After figuring this out, Zhou Cheng and Qing Song really made up their minds, gritted their teeth, and rushed up with their weapons.
"Die!" Pan He roared, his facial features distorted, revealing a trace of hideousness, and another stick hit Pang Qingqing's face head-on.
She fell to the ground, staring at the thick mace in a daze. The light of earth spiritual power flashed all over his body. The aura surged towards his chest, wanting to make up for the gap in the golden jade brocade technique. However, the difference between her and the opponent's combat power is too big.
Pan He struck another hard blow, causing her shield to deform, and Zhenyuan fell sharply.
Han Lin shook his head, and said secretly in his heart: "Pang Qingqing, this person is still too tender. It's too inexperienced in fighting. Nothing was tried, and he was about to die. ”
However, he is confident that with a little more time, he can train this poor woman to become a female devil who kills people without blinking.