Fang Xing was reluctant to pay a ransom to Shen Jian from the bottom of his heart, but because he knew in his heart that this matter was caused by Jin Crow, and for himself, it was the greatest success to be able to help Jin Crow cover up this matter, so he was rarely low-key, hidden in the crowd, and did not cause trouble, just treat himself as an ordinary disciple of Qingyun Sect, and let Xiao Jianming deal with this matter.

Xiao Jianming felt better when he heard that he could leave the storage bag, and finally he didn't have to hand over the storage bag.

However, if he was asked to give this order, it was always a little difficult to speak.

Seeing that the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were silent, the little girl in red grinned and glanced at the fierce slave behind her.

The fierce slave immediately lifted the Shen sword, and the big fan-like hand called out to his face.

"Slap" and "slap" twice, Shen Jiandeng's mouth was full of blood, and three or four molars on both sides fell out, and he suddenly shouted desperately: "Senior Brother Xiao...... Senior Brother Xiao...... Brothers, please, save me......"

"Alas, hand it over!"

Shuwen Gupi gentleman suddenly sighed and threw his storage bag out.

Shen Jian is also a disciple of his Shuwen Valley no matter what, as the team leader, he can't ignore it, plus, he can also see that Xiao Jianming is excited, but he doesn't have the face to give this order, and he takes the lead in doing it, Xiao Jianming must also be grateful to himself, anyway, the opponent is so strong, it is impossible for him to leave a storage ∈ bag.

In addition, the storage bags of the disciples who were sacrificed in Shuwen Valley were all on him, so he just threw one of them out, so this move was very humiliating. But the real losses are not significant.

See him take the lead. And Xiao Jianming was silent. As if acquiescing, the other Shuwen Valley disciples also threw it out.

The storage bags handed over by these disciples are really all their wealth, and they have to be heartbroken.

"Hand it over!"

Feng Qingwei also sighed helplessly, threw out a storage bag, and then the disciples of Shanhe Valley also threw it out.

The other disciples will naturally follow, the other party is more powerful than themselves, and it seems that they don't mind killing people at all, and they can't do it if they don't pay it themselves.

Even Xu Lingyun. When he was about to hand over his storage bag, Fang Xing suddenly grabbed her sleeve, winked at her, reached out and threw two storage bags out, Xu Lingyun then woke up, what about the seven or eight storage bags on this little ghost, he threw this one for himself, but saved the accumulation of seven or eight years in his storage bag, although he was a little helpless, but he was also grateful.

"Haha. Are the Chu Domain cultivators all a bunch of soft eggs?"

The two agile sevenfold dàhans who were sitting on the back of the black bat laughed, and each of them used the gravitational technique to grab it. The storage bags all over the ground suddenly flew up, and the two of them sat on the back of the black bat, counting them one by one, and at the same time looking at the heads on the ground, as if they were counting whether anyone had missed the handover, and in the end, there were a total of twenty-six storage bags.

Except for Xiao Jianming, who did not hand it over, the remaining twenty-six people were all handed over.

"Haha, Senior Brother Long, there are nine of us, but there are only twenty-six storage bags, which is not enough......"

The big man on the left suddenly laughed and winked at the person on the right.

The person on the right understood, looked at Xiao Jianming with ill intentions, and said, "Yes, it would be nice to have one more!"

They obviously wanted to snatch Xiao Jianming's storage bag over, after all, Xiao Jianming looked like the highest cultivation in this group, if it was said that the good things in the storage bag were definitely the most, maybe one was worth ten others.

Xiao Jianming's face was pale, and he didn't say a word, so he naturally wouldn't ask for trouble at this time.

The big man on the right saw that Xiao Jianming didn't answer, so he deliberately said: "Since it is a ransom, then twenty-seven storage bags can redeem a complete person, and if the storage bag is missing, then it can't give them a complete person, do business, it's fair, fierce slave, you tear off that guy's thigh, let's have dinner, and return the rest of the parts to them!"

When the fierce slave heard this, he smiled, the murderous intent in his eyes was great, and he reached out and grabbed Shen Jian's thigh.

Shen Jian was only frightened and his soul flew out of the sky, he could bear two mouths, but the few thighs were poured into the frieze, and he hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Xiao...... Senior Brother Xiao help......" While struggling, he looked at Xiao Jianming, but suddenly saw Xiao Jianming's eyes looking at him coldly, Shen Jianming's heart was cold, knowing that Xiao Jianming hated him.

However, it was evident that the beast-like slave was pulling at his left leg, as if he was really going to tear it off, and the fear in his heart was overwhelming, and in despair, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed, and he immediately shouted, "Yes...... There are still ...... in storage," he said, ignoring it, and suddenly pointed to Fang Xing in the crowd, and shouted, "He has ...... And seven or eight ......"

"Huh?"

This group of people immediately looked at Fang Xing in the crowd with awe-inspiring eyes, and the people around Fang Xing, who was only frightened, immediately let go of their bodies.

"There would be seven or eight storage bags for such a little ghost?"

Above the black bat, the big man on the right looked at Fang Xing suspiciously.

Shen Jian shouted anxiously: "That's right, and his storage bag is full of treasures, and there are thousands of Dream Soul Grass plants......"

"Whoa......

The eyes of the two big men on the back of the black bat flashed, and they looked at Fang Xing fixedly, and said with a gloomy smile: "Little ghost, hand it over quickly!"

None of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect dared to help Fang Xing speak, and they all looked at Fang Xing with complicated eyes.

Some people even gloated, thinking that it was also thanks to Shen Jian's shout, otherwise we would have handed over the storage bags, but this little ghost himself still kept so much, so wouldn't we have suffered a big loss?

And at this time, Fang Xing is also the smoke of the eight orifices of qi.

Not hacking Shen Jian, a bastard, to death with the fastest speed, is definitely the biggest mistake he has ever done in his life, there is no one!

Seeing that the eyes of everyone on the other side were focused on themselves, it was obviously the number of "thousands" of Dream Soul Grass that attracted their greed, and they would definitely not let go of themselves, but Fang Xing was a little unwilling in his heart, suddenly his eyes rolled, and he rushed out with a "whoosh", and the gravitational technique was cast, and the whole person flew up and rushed towards the huge altar next to him.

"Hehe, do you want to escape?"

This group of people obviously didn't care, they had a black bat as a mount, and they were not afraid of Fang Xing escaping at all.

Slowly drove the black bat, and chased after it unhurriedly.

When Fang Xing climbed to the top of the thirty-zhang high altar, there were already three or four black bats approaching him, but Fang Xing didn't think of running for his life, as soon as he pulled the robe on his chest, he immediately grabbed out his seven or eight storage bags, full of two large handfuls, and then approached the mouth of the altar and shouted: "Don't come, if you come again, I will throw them all down, and none of you will be able to fall ......"

The people of the Hundred Beast Sect were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect this little ghost to come to this ......

Is this going to be a shipbreaker?

"Little ghost, don't say throw them all down, even if you drop one, I will make your life worse than death!"

The big man on the black bat on the left sneered, his voice was fierce, obviously not a joke.

Fang Xing thought that he really couldn't scare them by doing this, so his mind moved slightly, and he suddenly took out a yellowed scroll from one of the storage bags, stretched it out to the mouth of the altar, and shouted, "Hmph, these storage bags can't scare you, but I dare to guarantee that this high-level mystic ...... Yin and yang...... Yin and Yang Harmony ** fell in, you must regret it for the rest of your life......"

"High-level mysteries?"

Suddenly, not only the two big men on the black bat, but also the other Hundred Beast Sect members were stunned at the same time.

In the eyes of the brocade-clothed young man, there were even two rays of light radiating.

As for the disciples of Qingyun Sect, they are a little confused: Yin and Yang are in harmony**...... What is it?

Fang Xing said to Xiao Jian angrily: "Senior Brother Xiao, don't blame me, Shen Jian is not a thing, he actually wants to betray me, there is no way, I have to come up with this method to scare them, this yin and yang harmony ** is the most precious thing in our industry, I don't believe they are not impressed...... Senior Brother Xiao, go quickly, go and ask the elders to deal with them, here I will ......"

Xiao Jianming was also confused all of a sudden, the way this little ghost spoke was too realistic.

"Little ghost, do you really have a high-level mystery? Show it to me!"

The brocade-robed young man drove two black bats, slowly approaching, and his tone was calm.

"Stay away from me...... Otherwise...... Otherwise, I'll throw it down!"

Fang Xing seemed to be very frightened, and shouted in a trembling voice, his hand closer to the mouth of the altar.

The brocade-robed young man's body suddenly stiffened slightly, and he really didn't dare to provoke this kid and threw away the upper-level secret that was about to arrive.

In fact, it was because he felt that he had run away in vain and was depressed in his heart, so he took this group of cultivators from the Chu Domain to be angry and snatch their storage bags, which was more fun than necessary, but he didn't expect that things suddenly took a sharp turn, and he accidentally saw a scroll of upper-level mysteries, if this is true, then he can make a lot of money, and it doesn't matter if the Beast King Ding can't be found back.

Because of this, although he still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Little ghost, give me this trick...... No, let me make a copy, and I'll let you go, and give you back all the bags!"

The young man in brocade said Senran.

"I ...... I won't give it, I can't trust you, let my brothers and sisters go first......"

Fang Xing looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were greatly moved in their hearts, and regardless of whether the secret in Fang Xing's hand was true or not, as long as he could let himself leave safely, this would be earned, and if he could take the storage bag and leave, it would be even better...... (To be continued......)

PS: Can anyone guess what book Fang Xing is holding in his hand?