"Take it!" Qiu Zhongyuan waved his hand, and the city guards behind him threw out net-like treasures almost at the same time, and covered Fan Song and Pu Yuanxi.

This is the famous weapon of the Yanding City Guard, called "Qianluo Net", each net is made of extremely tough Mithril wire, and any net can be called a high-grade magic weapon.

The key is that the more "Thousand Luo Nets" that envelop the opponent at the same time, the stronger the power, and more than ten Thousand Luo Nets are cast together, and the superimposed power effect has exceeded that of the best magic weapon.

Fan Song and others caused the city guards to make trouble outside the Wanyi Commercial Building, and Qiu Zhongyuan could only get back to the field by taking down all the other party.

Fan Song looked coldly at the thousands of nets that were enveloped all over the world, and his expression was very disdainful.

I saw that he unhurriedly sacrificed a six-edged sword wheel magic weapon, and with words in his mouth, the six-edged knife wheel flew at high speed against a thousand luo net less than three feet above his head.

In the sound of "bang", the tenacious Qianluo net was cut open by this six-edged knife wheel, breaking the mana.

The six-bladed knife wheel was like a rainbow, and it continued to spin upwards at high speed, and where it passed, a thousand nets burst in response. In just an instant, more than a dozen nets have been destroyed.

"Inferior Spirit Weapon!" Qiu Zhongyuan's eyes widened, looking at what was happening in front of him in disbelief. He had always dreamed of getting a low-grade spiritual weapon, but a treasure of this level was not something that his cultivation realm could touch at all, and it was difficult for him to even see it up close. However, today, a few roosters and dog thieves who robbed merchants actually carried such heavy treasures, which simply made him a little suspicious of life.

Fan Song was disdainful of Qiu Zhongyuan and others, but he was very jealous of Cao Fan and Lu Yuanzhao, and after defeating the siege of the city guards' thousand nets with one move, he did not take advantage of the situation to counterattack, but jumped directly off the cliff with Pu Yuanxi, who had just been seriously injured.

Naturally, they didn't want to seek death, but to meet Weng Ruisheng, who had been blasted away by Cao Fan's sword before.

If it was replaced by an ordinary Jiedan monk, even if Cao Fan's Shock Splitting Sword had been consumed by too much power of the Xuanyin Wind Blade, it would still be able to kill the opponent on the spot.

However, Weng Ruisheng, as the Tianjiao of the sixth-level sect Chiyan Sect, has a body protection magic weapon "Lingyu Immortal Clothes" on his body, which can protect him from deadly attacks on any part.

It was with this treasure that although he was knocked off the cliff by Cao Fan's sword, he was actually fine.

However, at this time, Weng Ruisheng knew that his party had encountered a ruthless person today, and if he continued to fight, he would not have much chance of winning. And the city guards are also chasing after them, and if it drags on, I'm afraid that the city lord of Yanding City will also chase after them.

He could be indifferent to the people of the City Guard, but he knew that the city lord of Yanding City was a powerhouse in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and this was an existence that the three of them could not match.

Just when the reunited "Chiyuanxia Three Youths" were about to urge the light to escape, a golden light flashed, and the golden hoop rod had already intercepted their way. Standing on it were Cao Fan and Lu Yuanzhao.

"Keep what you got from raiding the house, and give the city guards some attendance allowances, and you're good to go. Cao Fan waved the Heavenly Fortune Sword in his hand and said unhurriedly.

"You have a kind, take it!" Weng Ruisheng also knew the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, and threw a storage bag to Cao Fan very happily.

Cao Fan's divine sense quickly swept inside, and sure enough, all the spirit rice and spirit tea leaves were all inside, and there were an additional 10 million spirit stones.

These 10 million spirit stones are not really for the city guards, but Weng Ruisheng's sincerity in asking Cao Fan and Lu Yuanzhao to open up.

Although "Chi Yuanxia Three Youths" inevitably has the habit of being arrogant in the big sect, his eyesight for judging the situation is still very good, and he knows when and what price to pay.

In the next moment, the three of them had already fled past Cao Fan and them, and in just a few breaths, their figures all disappeared into the distance.

"How can you let them go!" Qiu Zhongyuan led the city guards to come belatedly, and when he saw the "Chiyuanxia Three Shao" who had disappeared without a trace, he immediately complained about Cao Fan and Lao Lu Dao.

"You are not small, those people are all Tianjiao of the sixth-level sect Yuan Sect in the Central Region, if you really have the courage to take them, I can chase them over and arrest them for you now. Cao Fan glanced at Qiu Zhongyuan and said lightly.

"What, they are from the Yuan Sect?" Qiu Zhongyuan gasped. Where would he have thought that Tianjiao, a dignified sixth-level great sect, would openly rob merchants, and the amount was so huge.

Qiu Zhongyuan finally understood why the monks of the foundation building period actually had such a heavy treasure as a low-grade spiritual weapon. Tianjiao, a sixth-level sect, doesn't have any good things on his body? Maybe he still has Yuanying-level Ronghai Heart or a seventh-level attack talisman on his body.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, just now they had unknowingly walked outside the ghost gate.

Cao Fan threw a storage bag to Qiu Zhongyuan, "These people have left a little spirit stone for you to drink tea, if you don't chase it, we still have something to do, so let's leave first." ”

There are two million spirit stones in the storage bag, and this is what Cao Fan means when they have damaged more than ten thousand nets in Qiu Zhongyuan, otherwise this battle is really nothing to do with the people of the City Guard.

Qiu Zhongyuan swept the spirit stones in the storage bag, which was almost enough to repair the damaged Qianluo net, and he felt a little helpless in his heart.

At this time, Cao Fan and the others had already fled far away, leaving Qiu Zhongyuan with no chance to be verbose.

After a cup of tea, Cao Fan and Lu Yuanzhao returned to the Guangpeng Inn.

Before that, they went to Wanyi Commercial Building again. Not to mention that Cao Fan does not lack spirit stones, even if he is short of money, he will not overshadow other people's spiritual rice and spiritual tea leaves. Of course, if the thing is the Outer Pavilion, the matter is a different matter.

In fact, Cao Fan just took these spiritual tea leaves down, and Yao Qianxiong and the City Guards were helpless, after all, whether these snatched things were still in the hands of the feather fan youth and others was not clear at all.

Yao Qianxiong is also very good at being a person, and the goods worth 35 million spirit stones were recovered, and when he heard that Cao Fan wanted to buy them, he was very happy to let out 8 million spirit stones. In fact, if the other two million profits weren't for the people of the City Guard, he could even give it to Cao Fan at cost price only.

In the end, Cao Fan left 30 million spirit stones, leaving some profit margins for Wanyi Commercial Building. Why not do something that everyone is happy about?

When he returned to Guangpeng Inn, Cao Fan actually saw a young and handsome figure at the top of the stairs.

It was the young boy who tried to pester Mu Ping that day.

"Good boy!" Cao Fan's expression was cold, and his figure flashed to intercept Hong Ye, who was about to go upstairs.