Liang Zhongyu's attack on that high-level Qi refining was not just because of psychological imbalance.

What he thought was that he was already going to offend people anyway, and he was not missing to offend one more.

Ordinary people's impression of casual cultivation is that they are poor and poor, which is really true, once they are allowed to do it, there is nothing they dare not do.

His transformation was too fast, and the shot was a thunderous blow, and the one who had been fighting with him for a long time was actually cut off by him in a face.

Feng Jun was a little unhappy, and coughed lightly, "Old Liang?"

"I'll grab a storage bag," Liang Zhongyu raised his hand to grab the other party's storage bag, raised his leg and kicked the other party in the head.

Then he laughed dryly, "Master Feng, the three you killed, I don't dare to touch the goods, so I can only deal with this...... You can rest assured, I will spare his life and let him go back to report the news. ”

"It's really ......" Feng Jun shook his head with tears and laughter, but to say a word of conscience, there are too many things in the immortal cultivation world such as killing people and seizing treasures, he just didn't expect that Liang Zhongyu would be so stubborn.

Anyway, the one who broke his arm is definitely not surnamed Xue, he knows this very well, Rao's life surnamed Sun is considered to be his bright work, and Liang Zhongyu has to rob a fortune, and he is not easy to stop.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Lao Liang was affected by him, and he had to face the Xue family, and he was not comfortable in his heart.

After Liang Zhongyu snatched the storage bag, he turned around and came to Xue Hongfei's side, raised his hand and stabbed the other party to death with a sword.

He has completed his petition, and this is the end of the matter.

Feng Jun glanced at the guy with the broken arm, and said in a deep voice, "The murderer will always kill him, remember that you are not the main culprit, spare your life...... I'm a kind person, right?"

This person got up from the ground, raised his hand like electricity, sealed the big hole on his shoulder, and replied through gritted teeth, "Thank you Master Feng!"

Feng Juncai didn't care about his resentment, he raised his hand and waved, "The surname Sun, you tell the Xue family, there is a debtor and a master, if anything comes to me, I will continue." ”

When the Xue family is out of the dust, he must kill them, as for whether he will have a bad relationship with the Xue family - is this still a guess?

He didn't expect the other party to let him go, when the Xue family did something to him, the two sides were basically in a situation of endless death, he planned to develop obscenely, but he didn't plan to be too wronged by himself.

If the Xue family doesn't come to the door, he won't take the initiative to find it - after all, he didn't suffer a loss, and it's okay to keep a low profile.

But if the Xue family comes to the door, he is not afraid to take over this cause and effect, he just wants the other party to figure out - I killed the person, if there is anything, you can just rush at me.

The cultivator surnamed Sun laughed miserably, "Okay, I'll definitely tell you." ”

He had a fierce battle with Liang Zhongyu, and the aura in his body was consumed, although there was a qi recovery pill, the aura in his body was only half of it now, and he was cut off an arm, even if he didn't talk about physical damage, his qi and blood were lost to the extreme.

was robbed of the storage bag, he accepted his fate, anyway, he was an external guard hired by the Xue family, he had no money, there was nothing valuable in the storage bag, if he could, he hoped to ask for two healing pills, so as to ensure that he could return to the city wall safely.

This is also the practice of cultivators in this plane, since they don't plan to kill them all, leave some wound medicine, travel expenses or something, it should be - the mountains do not turn around, and the people will leave a line, and they will see each other in the future.

But Liang Zhongyu's sneak attack was successful, which made the cultivator surnamed Sun extremely angry, and he said that he had stopped, and you still wanted to hurt me?

If you want a storage bag, you can say it directly, I can't beat you two, so I'll definitely give it, why cut me off?

He only thought that Liang Zhongyu did something wrong, and he didn't think about whether he would find a reason not to give it if people really asked for it.

He didn't even expect that he had been in ambush before, and he wanted to hit Liang Zhongyu's stuffy stick - isn't this a sneak attack?

Anyway, he was choked by the fire in his belly, and he didn't want to bother to ask for pills, "Can I go?"

After obtaining permission, he turned around and left, without saying a word.

Walking alone in the Qingling Mountains late at night, he still broke an arm, and the danger of it can be known regardless of the danger, the noses of the spirit beasts are very spiritual, especially at night, and it is when those very aggressive spirit beasts are infested.

Terrifying than spirit animals...... It is a cultivator who hunts spirit beasts, not only can they hunt spirit beasts, but they will not easily let go of the "wealth that walks on two legs".

The cultivator surnamed Sun, who had experience in surviving in the wild, finally arrived at the city wall the next morning after a night of arduous trekking.

When he reached the city wall, he didn't even have the strength to jump onto the wall - the point was that the flying magic weapon was gone, and the defenders found out about his condition and picked him up.

The cultivators guarding must have asked what was going on—what was the spirit beast brewing?

Of course, the cultivator surnamed Sun said, I have nothing to say.

Out of Qiuchenfang City, there is no such thing as cultivators not being able to fight with each other, especially after leaving the city wall, it is even more of a red fruit of the weak and strong, and all accidents can be pushed to the spirit beast - otherwise the Xue family will not go out of the city to attack Feng Jun.

The cultivator surnamed Sun will not sue Feng Jun, firstly, it is meaningless, and secondly, it is ...... The Xue family can't afford to lose this person.

So he just said that I encountered a sneak attack by a spirit beast, and finally escaped back, and I want to go back to rest.

This is not true, but the cultivators on the guard are also well-informed, and they guessed that this fight hit the big board, so they were too lazy to ask-what happened to the storage bag on the body, do you still need to say it?

Anyway, the spirit beast had just attacked the city wall, and it was impossible to make any big moves in the near future.

After the cultivator surnamed Sun came out of the black arch, he hurried towards the Fang Market—this is not the scope of the Fang Market, it can only be said that it is ...... In the far suburbs, there is much less chaos than in the Qingling Mountains, but it is definitely not safe.

His face was pale, and he was still injured without an arm, and others could tell at a glance that he had been badly wounded.

However, his aura is maintained acceptably, after all, he is a high-level qi refining, and ordinary people will avoid him when they see him from afar.

What he didn't notice was that in the woods behind him, a harrier falcon flew up in a flutter.

He walked all the way, passing by a bend, and saw two mid-level Qi refining steps in front of him, who were carrying him forward slowly.

Maintaining the pace of his steps, he intended to pass past the two of them.

However, just as he was about to overtake the two, he suddenly felt a great sense of threat coming over him.

As soon as he subconsciously raised his hand, he went to pull out the short gun on his back, but unfortunately it was too late.

Two bright sword lights slashed from the front, the tricky angle and the tacit understanding of the cooperation made his heart sink suddenly, "Kill the array!"

In fact, it's not a formation, it's just a very simple killing coordination, and the Terran cultivators have cultivated a lot of subtle cooperation when hunting spirit beasts.

If he was intact, he would not be afraid of this killing array, but unfortunately now that he is seriously injured, not to mention the loss of qi and blood, not even a storage bag, not to mention that the other party is in trouble, he did not give him much time to react.

Almost instantly, he was cut into three pieces.

The two people who did it looked at each other, and one of them took out a talisman, put away his body, and then looked around.

The other took out a small bottle, poured out a pinch of brown powder, and sprinkled it directly into the air.

After sprinkling the powder, the two of them withdrew to the side of the road without saying a word, and sprinkled some more powder as they went.

The powder slowly floated down in the air, quickly becoming colorless and transparent, and then disappearing little by little.

The two retreated more than a mile away, took out the flying magic weapon, and left close to the ground.

Less than two minutes after they left, a group of four people walked over, and at a glance they could see that it was a team of spirit beast hunters.

The first one was a mid-level Qi Refining cultivator, and he stopped abruptly as he walked, "Stop!"

The other three were defenseless, and when they heard the warning, they suddenly took a few steps back, and two of them even pulled out their weapons, "Lao Jiang, what's wrong?"

The middle level of Qi refining, who was called Lao Jiang, frowned, his nose kept moving, and it took a long time before he spoke solemnly, "This feeling, it seems to be...... Fade away. ”

Fade and dissipate to a certain extent to mask the breath...... Even the heavenly machine, which is often used to cover up the traces of murder and overhauling, is a controlled item - it is rarely sold in ordinary small stores.

"Is it someone who has killed someone and taken the treasure?" a young cultivator looked excited, "Do you want to track it down?"

There was still some distance from the Black Arch, and it was impossible for a cultivator to use Fade Scatter in order to avoid spirit beasts.

"Don't be troubled!" another veteran cultivator said in a deep voice, "Do you know who killed the murderer, and who was killed?"

Lao Jiang waved his hand and spoke very dryly, "Retreat two miles, and then ...... Fly around in a circle, no matter what it is, we don't get involved in cause and effect, more is better than less. ”

They came relatively quickly, so they felt the subsidence, and after a while, when the second wave of cultivators passed by, they didn't notice anything abnormal at all, and walked through directly.

Feng Jun didn't know that the person he let out to report the news was killed, and he and Liang Zhongyu camped in the Red River Valley for two more days, waiting for the master of the Xue family to come over.

The Xue family didn't appear, but Liang Zhongyu really didn't want to wait any longer - he was still waiting for him to run away after he got out of the arch, so he repeatedly suggested Feng Jun - let's go back.

Feng Jun saw that he was under too much pressure, so he could only choose to leave the Red River Valley with him.

After returning to Fang City, Liang Zhongyu left without saying a word, and Feng Jun did not stop him, but swaggered back to the courtyard, and then waited for the Xue family to come to the door.

While waiting, he took out the trio's storage bags and took stock of the harvest.

In this battle, his gains were not small, among which the middle-level Xue Jingren brought a lot of pills and talismans in addition to the soul suppression bell and folding fan, and his net worth can be described as rich.

Seeing this, Feng Jun couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, I lost it to me from the beginning, and after I succeeded, I chased and beat hard, otherwise he would pay a lot more if he was hard to consume with him just with the materials he carried.

As the old saying goes, it's not bad at all, to fight a war is to fight money.