The old man behind the stall saw Gan Ping take out this sword, and his cloudy eyes suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and he snatched the flying sword in Gan Ping's hand, and couldn't help but burst into tears, "That's it, that's it, you can take all these things..." As he spoke, he put the slightly trembling flying sword on his cheek and rubbed it. He was also as excited as the ragged stall owner of the stall next to him, staring straight at a small object in front of him with straight eyes, for fear that his gaze would arouse Gan Ping's alertness, he had already recognized this sword from the familiar sword light. Little thief, kill my beloved disciple, destroy my inheritance, this revenge is not shared, no matter who you are, I will definitely kill you.

Not to mention that each has his own thoughts, Gan Ping just picked up the witch drum, and the red-clothed man on the side shouted to the onlookers: "Scattered, scattered, nothing happened, disperse, hurry up!" Seeing that there was nothing lively and beautiful, everyone muttered a few words and began to disperse.

Now that the things he wanted had been obtained and such a big battle had been provoked, Gan Ping turned around and wanted to leave, but he couldn't wait for a hand in front of him. "Oh, what does this boy have to say?" Gan Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and those who knew him well knew that this was a sign of his displeasure, and it was the person who was dressed as the previous boy who stood in the way.

The man glanced up and down at Gan Ping, and Huo'er jumped from the stall onto Gan Ping's shoulder, grinning at the man for a while. When the person dressed as Brother Gongzi saw Huo'er, a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, and when he recognized that this fire monkey had activated nearly fifty percent of the divine beast bloodline inheritance, his eyes couldn't help but reveal strong surprise and greed.

Gan Ping saw him look like this, and he was quite unhappy in his heart, this Huo'er and himself depended on each other, and now being watched by people like this, even the best tempered person would be angry. With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, Gan Ping saw that the man was silent, turned around and walked away. The man came up like a dogskin plaster, "This brother, Zhang Yifan of the Lower Immortal Tomb Sect, can you discuss the witch drum that the brother bought?" This is also because he saw the complexion of Gan Ping's personal disciple, and he didn't dare to be arrogant, if he had changed someone, he would have spoken out and asked him to hand it over.

For his words, Gan Ping didn't pay attention to it, just now he had already urged the spirit dragon to have a magical power, and looked at this person, the cultivation in the middle stage of the liquid, the attribute page of the body is biased towards the fire attribute, obviously it is the secret in this witch drum, and he wants to compete with himself. There was an old man behind this Zhang Yifan, and seeing that the cultivation turned out to be the first level of Jindan, this made Gan Ping feel a little jealous in his heart, he could actually follow a Jindan monk to protect him, this Zhang Yifan was obviously not an ordinary person in the Xianling Sect.

Not wanting to get into this trouble, Gan Ping waved his hand, "This senior brother, this thing has already been in his hands, and at the same time he is practicing the fire attribute exercises, and wants to give it up, do you think it is possible?" Miao Cheng Sect and Xianling Sect are still allies on the surface, and since they have revealed their identities, it is inconvenient for them to treat others with a cold face. When Zhang Yifan saw Gan Ping say this, he couldn't help but blush and turn white for a while, as if he wanted to be angry, how could he have suffered such a grievance, but looking at Gan Ping's clothes, he couldn't help it.

"This junior brother, my father is the chief elder of the Xianling Sect, the lord of the first peak, if you have a good fate, you will also have a care for your future travels, otherwise you may encounter a catastrophe and die, do you think so?" After saying this, Gan Ping's face was already iron-blue. Those who are destined to have heavenly wealth and earth treasures get it, and it is the first time he has seen it like this. The guard on the side saw that the relationship between Liang Ran was quite tense, so he quickly pretended not to see it and flashed to the side, and quickly slipped away.

Just kidding, although these two teenagers are not very high in cultivation, they are both highly valued figures in the two sects. It's better to be a little bit of a market guard. This big man looks rough on the outside, but his mind is extremely delicate, and he hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.

With a cold smile, Gan Ping couldn't help but think about the young man, if you are kind to talk about it, maybe there will be some opportunities, and your net worth is also quite rich, although the things on this witch drum are novel, they are not transferable. But as soon as Zhang Yifan's words came out, it made Gan Ping think differently. Unexpectedly oppressive people, don't say that you are the son of the chief elder of the Xianling Sect, even if you are the son of the head of the Xianling Sect, what does it matter to my Miaocheng Sect?

If you hand over the things in your hand like this today, not only will you show your cowardice, but you will also lose the face of Miao Chengzong. If he did this, after he went back, his master Mo Yifeng would not be able to chase and kill him with a sword and punish his courageless disciple.

With a smile, Gan Ping turned to Zhang Yifan: "This Senior Brother Zhang is joking, Gan Ping has the support of the elders of the sect, and there is no need for Senior Brother to worry about this safety matter." It's you, senior brother..." Saying that, Gan Ping glanced at the old man behind Zhang Yifan, and said with a sneering face: "If you get separated from this senior one day, be careful with your own drugs, lest the wolves, insects, tigers and leopards take advantage... Hahaha!"

The chilling murderous intent contained in the words made Zhang Yifan, who was two realms higher than him, shudder, and Gan Ping's words were mixed with the fierce sword intent of the Ling Meng killing sword, which made Zhang Yifan, who had been growing up under the protection of his elders, startled and took two steps back. For those who dare to threaten and covet themselves, Gan Ping does not hide his murderous intentions at all, and wants to seek from me, and you pay the price. Gan Ping's heart was originally extremely ruthless, but now with the influence of this Ling Meng Killing Sword and Mo Yifeng's decisive character, he said such ruthless words to this Zhang Yifan without any scruples.

Zhang Yifan didn't expect this little young man's murderous aura to be so heavy, and when he spoke to himself, the murderous aura came to his face, as if he was on the battlefield, he couldn't help but take two steps back, and suddenly his shoulder was held by a powerful big hand, "Young master, be careful!" Looking back, it was the old servant Fubo. When Zhang Yifan turned around to look at Gan Ping in a hurry, he found that this arrogant boy had gone away, looking at the thin back, Zhang Yifan couldn't muster the courage to catch up.

"What a thing that doesn't know what to do, it's called Gan Ping, right? I'm also quite familiar with your senior brother of Miaochengzong, and when I see how to rectify it for you, I will obediently let that thing be served with both hands, don't bow your head and kneel down with both hands, and your spiritual pet must also be offered, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart." Zhang Yifan, who was ashamed and angry, stared at Gan Ping's distant back, and calculated ruthlessly in his heart. People's hearts are really insufficient, Gan Ping's move is not bad, if he just promised to send this witch drum out of his hand, maybe this Zhang Yifan has the idea of starting a fire again. The scene that happened between the two was all seen by the crazy stall owner who was setting up a stall on the side, and the slightly drooping head was looking at Gan Ping obliquely, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Gan Ping didn't pay attention to this Zhang Yifan, he had already seen that although this Zhang Yifan's cultivation was several realms higher than his own, his foundation was vain and his Dao heart was unstable, and it was obvious that he was relying on the cultivation of his elders who had forcibly promoted him. Otherwise, with his earth-fire qualifications, it would be impossible to cultivate to the current realm at such an age.

What surprised Gan Ping was that it turned out that this Ling Meng Killing Sword still had the effect of deterring the enemy's mind, as soon as the chilling sword intent came out just now, even if the other party was several realms higher than himself, he was also shocked, and retreated again and again, if it was a life and death fight, Gan Ping was already sure that he would be cut under the sword. No wonder this Ling Meng Killing Sword was so famous back then, it turned out to have such a miraculous effect when facing the enemy.

Traveling all the way with Huo'er, Gan Ping looked to the side of the road from time to time, but to his regret, he didn't find a dusty treasure like this witch drum, which made him smile a little. But then I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, I was too dissatisfied, some people are here every day, but they don't get a treasure, they only came once, and they found such a strange treasure, and they were not satisfied with the second one, they were too greedy.

Sighing, Gan Ping put down the things of a small stall on the side of the road, the stall owner was a middle-aged man with a smile, and he was not angry when he saw that Gan Ping did not buy anything, but asked with a smile: "Little brother, you don't look like you are shy, why don't you go to Luo Zhenfang in front of you to have a look?

At this time, Gan Ping saw the building not far away with carved beams and painted buildings and hooked eaves, his face was stunned, he was confused, and he turned around on this street, this Luo Zhenfang who was all over the world was close in front of him, and he didn't go in to take a look, which was really a mistake. knocked on his forehead, secretly scolded himself for being confused, he was dazed by that Zhang Yifan, and hurriedly hugged his fist towards the boss, "Thank you for mentioning it!" turned around and walked towards the wooden building that was several stories high.