"Take out the spirit stone, I can spare you from dying!" Surprisingly, although Uncle Zhuang was disrespectful, the old man not only did not get angry, but began to discuss with Uncle Zhuang.

Gao Qiu looked at Uncle Zhuang, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he still sighed, and asked tentatively: "Lao Zhuang, why don't you hand over the things to him......"

The eyes of He Cheng and Wu Fei next to him also fell on Uncle Zhuang, and the two shook their heads at the same time, but they didn't say anything, obviously they supported Zhuang Yong's decision.

Uncle Zhuang's eyes swept over the three of them with red eyes, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to the silver-haired old man and roared hysterically, "Haha, if you want me to hand over the spirit stone, then step over me......"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Gao Qiu's eyes, and he didn't say anything, sighing secretly, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen to them.

Originally, they planned to sell the fine spirit algae to Fang City, but they didn't expect that there was a first-class spirit grass in the fine spirit algae, and after learning that several people had spirit grass, the person in charge of Fang City came forward, saying that they wanted to spend eight spirit stones to buy this spirit grass.

Such a good thing actually fell on them, and several people were immediately excited. For them, spirit stones are much more expensive than gold coins, and this is still a cultivation thing that only cultivators can have.

For a few of their martial artists, if they had spirit stones, it was not impossible for the four of them to break through the martial arts. It's just that they didn't expect that not long after they walked out of Fang City with the spirit stone, they were targeted by the silver-haired old man in front of them.

The silver-haired old man was a cultivator, and although his cultivation was not high, it was already a great threat to the four of them.

After the silver-haired old man knew about this, he didn't do it immediately, but waited for a few people to walk into the alley before he suddenly started to move, fortunately, the four of them have always teamed up to fight the enemy on weekdays, although the other party is a master of cultivation, but there is no way to deal with the four of them at the same time in a short period of time.

In the back, three of them joined forces to drag the silver-haired old man, which allowed Uncle Zhuang to hide the spirit stone.

Despite this, after a fierce battle, several people were seriously injured, except for Wu Fei's arm that had been abolished, and the top man was also killed by the old man's fireball.

Uncle Zhuang has the best relationship with the top man on weekdays, and when he saw the top man being killed by the old man, he shot even more desperately, but, even so, in less than a stick of incense, several people began to retreat.

The silver-haired old man's face became gloomy, and the murderous intent flashed around him, and he said in a deep voice: "Hmph, it's just beyond my strength, my patience is limited, don't challenge my bottom line, otherwise I will kill you all!"

Eight spirit stones, not to mention that he is just a cultivator of the first layer of Qi Gathering, even for a monk of the third layer of Qi Gathering, this is a small fortune.

A few martial artists dared to be disrespectful to themselves, if it weren't for the unknown whereabouts of the spirit stone, he would definitely kill these guys who didn't know the height of the sky!

"Haha, old thing, you talk too much nonsense, even if I Zhuang Yong dies today, I won't give you the spirit stone......" Uncle Zhuang laughed angrily.

No matter how good the temper of the silver-haired old man was, he couldn't tolerate an intermediate martial artist being so insulting to him. It's a pity that if it weren't for some problems when he was cultivating, no matter how powerful these four martial artists were, they wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous to themselves.

"Okay, then I'll see if it's your hard mouth or your strength is hard......" As soon as the silver-haired old man finished speaking, a brick-shaped magic weapon had been sacrificed.

"Hands-on ......" The moment the silver-haired old man made a move, Gao Qiu suddenly shouted, the four of them have been cultivating together for many years, and they know Lao Zhuang's temper, and today is probably endless.

As soon as Gao Qiu's words fell, the four of them immediately dispersed, forming a four-cornered trend, and after several people shouted at the same time, their bodies moved at the same time.

"The knife is out!" Uncle Zhuang shouted, and suddenly the knives in the hands of the four people slashed out at the same time, and the four sword qi flew out from one direction each.

This is a sword formation that the four of them once obtained when they were in the Black Sea, it is something left over from a high-level martial artist, and as soon as the sword formation comes out, even the monks of the first layer of qi have to be afraid, which is why the four of them can deal with the silver-haired old man for so long.

"Hmph...... Looking for ...... death" The silver-haired old man snorted coldly, and suddenly his body changed, and the brick magic weapon in his hand actually smashed towards Wu Fei.

Although he didn't take this garbage knife formation in his eyes, he had to be afraid that among the four people, Gao Qiu's strength was the strongest, and if Gao Qiu was killed, he wouldn't have to worry about the remaining three people at all.

However, his current purpose is to disintegrate this formation, so he has to start with Wu Fei, who has the lowest strength, and he is the closest to Wu Fei, after solving Wu Fei, he can definitely avoid Gao Qiu's attack.

"Huh?" Feeling the murderous intent of the silver-haired old man falling on his body, Wu Fei's face changed slightly, and he immediately understood the silver-haired old man's thoughts, but he didn't hesitate at all, and the knife in his hand slashed out directly.

"It's not good...... the other three shouted at the same time, and the speed of the shot was even faster.

The brick magic weapon looked inconspicuous, even ugly, but it seemed to gather all the killing power of the silver-haired old man, and it became extremely powerful.

The powerful killing momentum was directly pressed down from the top, and Wu Fei suddenly felt the danger of death, but he still jumped up without hesitation and slashed out this knife with one hand.

"Boom ......"

Wu Fei's knife slashed out a faint knife aura, which made the brick magic weapon slightly stunned, but just for a moment, the brick magic weapon smashed directly into Wu Fei, blasting half of Wu Fei's body into blood slag.

"No ......"

"Old Wu ......"

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At the same time, the three of them slashed out the sword qi at the same time and came behind the silver-haired old man, the old man snorted coldly, and directly punched the attacking sword qi.

"......Boom" The silver-haired old man blasted away the oncoming knife qi with a punch, but the attack from Uncle Zhuang and He Cheng fell behind him, directly splitting out a bloody mark, and the silver-haired old man immediately fell to the ground.

This series of encounters seems complicated, but in fact, it is only a moment.

The silver-haired old man who fell to the ground snorted coldly, looked at the remaining three people and laughed deeply, "Haha, the sword formation?

"You killed Wu Fei?" the three of them shouted in unison, and each person's face flashed with murderous intent.

The silver-haired old man didn't pay attention to the anger of the three people at all, and looked directly at Uncle Zhuang and said, "Since you don't want to hand it over, then let me die......"

As he spoke, the brick magic weapon in the silver-haired old man's hand had been summoned back into his hand, and it quickly smashed into Uncle Zhuang.

"Be careful......" Gao Qiu suddenly shouted.

Uncle Zhuang's face changed slightly, but there was still a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he rushed forward directly with the mountain knife in his hand.

The powerful momentum was directly forced down, but Uncle Zhuang didn't seem to feel it at all, his expression was extremely hideous, and he slashed out with a knife.

"Die......" the silver-haired old man shouted.

Uncle Zhuang slashed out, but he sighed secretly in his heart, he knew that he was going to die, but unfortunately, he had no chance to avenge the revenge of the top man......

"Hmph, who dares to kill Uncle Zhuang......" At this time, a cold voice came, and as soon as this voice sounded, it fell on the old man's chest like a thousand pounds.

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