Chapter 191: Collecting Bronze Coins
The woman in Tsing Yi was the Qing'er of Feixian Gate, who was almost thrown into the death zone by Zhuge Buliang in Fengmang Mountain. At this moment, Qing'er looked arrogant, and said confidently: "That person, don't be unreasonable, this is obviously our first appearance." ”
"Arrogant and unreasonable?Who is arrogant and unreasonable?" Su Xiaobai sneered and said, "Since this is the case, then let's see under your hands." ”
"Whew!"
The sword was shining, Su Xiaobai stood with his sword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the people from the Feixian Gate opposite.
Zhuge Buliang looked to the side, only to see a middle-aged man walking out of the people from the Feixian Gate opposite, his fingers flicked, and two cone-shaped spikes wrapped around his body, showing a faint brilliance, as if there was electric light and fire flickering.
"Senior Brother Meng Yan, go teach this arrogant boy a lesson!" some of the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect shouted.
Qing'er Dai frowned slightly, and said secretly: "Senior Brother Meng Yan is an outstanding disciple of my Flying Immortal Sect, these two Thunder Fire Flying Swords are never used easily, it seems that the opponent must be very strong, Senior Brother Meng Yan has already felt it, and he must go all out." ”
"I am Meng Yan of the Flying Immortal Gate, remember my name, so as not to go to the king of Hades and not know whose hands I died in. Meng Yan's eyes were dipped in dragon light, and two thunder and fire flying swords flew vertically and horizontally above his head, scattering thunder and fire.
"The peak of the rotation period" Zhuge Buliang sneered in his heart, this kind of strength is simply easy for Su Xiaobai.
"Look there. Concubine Xiang said suddenly.
I saw that on a stone in the ruins not far away, there were several strange-shaped things, like three nails, simple and old, and even stained with rust on them. However, what caught Zhuge Buliang's attention was not these three nails, but that next to the nails, there were two bronze coins.
It is the same as the bronze coin in Zhuge Buliang's hand.
"Thunder God Dance!" Meng Yan of the Flying Immortal Gate roared, and two Thunder Fire Flying Swords flew out, bringing a scorching and fierce killing intent, sweeping out.
The invisible fluctuation of true qi caused everyone to retreat, and a fierce wind swayed.
"Bell!"
Su Xiaobai swung his sword, and the two thunder fire magic weapons rushed upside down, but one circled, and the two flying swords fell again, and the thunder rioted, as if the thunder god had descended into the world, mixed with vigorous firelight.
"Thunder God dances together, Senior Brother Meng Yan used his best skills as soon as he made a move!"
Meng Yan snorted coldly, his hands changed sharply, and the Thunder Fire Flying Sword suddenly turned into two thunder dragons and swooped down.
Su Xiaobai frowned slightly, he was now hiding his identity like Zhuge Buliang, and he couldn't easily reveal the mystery of the Nine Swords. Seeing the two thunder dragons rushing down, Zhuge Buliang's eyes had high sword intent, and he pinched his sword fingers, and thousands of sword shadows fell.
The dense rain of swords slashed at the two thunder dragons, making a buzzing sound.
Meng Yan frowned, and with a spell of guidance, the two thunder dragons raised their heads and spewed out large pieces of thunder and fire, shattering all the sword shadows around them.
Su Xiaobai's long sword pointed at the sky, and two long rainbows shot out, hitting the two thunder dragons respectively.
"Sonorous!"
"Bell!"
The thunder dragon shattered, turning into two flying swords again.
"En" Meng Yan snorted, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
Su Xiaobai flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen sharp sword qi struck, Meng Yan let out a low breath, and was hit by more than a dozen sword qi, more than a dozen terrifying wounds appeared on his body, and his body flew out diagonally.
"Senior Brother Meng!" The people from the Flying Immortal Gate exclaimed, catching Meng Yan who flew back upside down, and Gu is face changed.
"You, you are the Jindan period!" Meng Yan looked at Su Xiaobai.
Su Xiaobai snorted coldly, and with a wave of his palm, a few old nails and bronze coins on the rock not far away were collected.
"You're deceiving people too much!" Qing'er shouted angrily.
"I'm deceiving people? This is originally my thing, and you want to snatch it because of the number of people. Su Xiaobai said.
"Nonsense, my junior sister appeared first. ”
Su Xiaobai frowned and shouted, "Don't challenge my limit, otherwise, kill!"
When the word "kill" came out, everyone was terrified, and Su Xiaobai was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.
"This brother is so big-hearted. A figure swept like lightning, the robes hunting, standing with their hands in their hands, and the momentum leaking out.
"Senior Brother Xi. The disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect immediately burst into excitement.
Su Xiaobai's pupils shrank, he also knew this person, the seat of the Feixian Gate, Fan Hao!
Zhuge Buliang, who was not far away, was also cold-eyed, when he was in Fengmang Mountain, this Fan Hao wanted to make a move on himself, this is a very scheming and calm person. Since the day I met him, he was blacklisted as a "dangerous person" by Zhuge Buliang.
"Senior Brother Xi, this person has taken action to snatch our things. Qing'er said.
"That's right, these things obviously appeared first by Senior Sister, but this person relied on his cultivation to be high, snatched them, and injured Senior Brother Meng Yan. ”
The people of the Flying Immortal Gate shouted in unison, and the wicked sued first.
Fan Hao smiled lightly, looked at Su Xiaobai, and said, "Leave those things and let you leave safely." ”
Su Xiaobai snorted lightly: "I don't want to say more superfluous words, those things are mine." ”
"Stay, or I'll do it myself. Fan Hao was still smiling, but the compelling momentum exploded strongly.
Su Xiaobai and Zhuge Buliang both frowned, this Fan Hao's cultivation was already approaching the peak of the Jindan period.
"Stay!" Fan Hao spit out two words, but it was like thunder.
"What if you don't stay?" Zhuge Buliang walked out, looked at the imposing Fan Hao, and said, "I want to rely on the number of you guys?"
Fan Hao and the people from Feixian Gate were all shocked, and they didn't know where to kill such a master.
Fan Hao shouted: "This friend, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs?"
"Hey, coincidentally, I'm nosy, it's my virtue. Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
Su Xiaobai turned his head and said, "I'm sure to deal with him." ”
Zhuge nodded and ignored Fan Hao, but walked towards the group of people in the Flying Immortal Gate. Several disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect were taken aback.
Fan Hao snorted coldly and slapped Zhuge Buliang with a palm.
"Poof!"
At this moment, the sword mangs came and completely crushed Fan Hao's attack. Su Xiaobai said: "Your opponent is me!"
As soon as the words fell, Su Xiaobai's whole person approached Fan Hao like a sword rainbow, and layers of sword shadows were overwhelming.
Fan Hao's face changed, and in the face of Su Xiaobai's attack, he also felt a trembling heart. couldn't help but cheer up, and a long sword also appeared in his hand, fighting with Su Xiaobai.
In mid-air, sword rays and sword qi crisscrossed and shattered the surrounding ruins and mountains and forests.
Zhuge Buliang pressed on the people of the Flying Immortal Gate step by step, and said with a smile: "A few, why don't we fight for a boring time?" "I don't know whether to live or die, die!" Several disciples of the Flying Immortal Gate rushed up, and the surging true yuan rolled and hit Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Buliang bent his hand and flicked it, and there was a dense sound of air explosion in the air, and several disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect collapsed to the ground with a muffled snort, their faces pale and bloodless.
"What the hell are you going to do, who are you?" Qing'er's pretty face changed greatly.
"Don't be nervous, I just wanted to ask you for a few things. Zhuge Buliang smiled and approached forward.
Qing'er was in a hurry, urging a few people beside her: "What are you still doing in a daze!"
Several young people stood up, and with a wave of their hands, dozens of magic weapons were shining brightly, and they shot towards Zhuge Buliang, and the powerful True Yuan fluctuations distorted and blurred the surrounding space, as if all the air was pumped out, forming a vacuum.
"Bell!"
"Bell!"
"Click!"
More than a dozen magic weapons were all turned into pieces under the destruction of Zhuge Buliang, and some were even overpoweringly sucked up all the essence in the magic weapons by the seven divine acupoints in their bodies.
"This" everyone turned into horror. In the eyes of immortal cultivators, the lethality of magic weapons is even higher than some spells, so magic weapons are the foundation of the fighting between cultivators, but in Zhuge Buliang's eyes, the magic weapons they are proud of are like children's toys.
Several people trembled.
Zhuge Buliang pressed his palm, and an invisible big hand slapped everyone over, and the strong momentum leaked out, and several people were suddenly overwhelmed. Even Qing'er snorted and collapsed to the ground.
"What do you want?" asked Qing'er with a pale face.
Zhuge Buliang took out a bronze coin and said, "Whoever has this kind of copper coin on him, take it out." ”
These disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect must have overturned several buildings along the way, and Zhuge Buliang believes that they must also have this kind of copper coins on them.
"We don't!" said one of the disciples stubbornly.
"Poof!"
Without any extra words, Zhuge Buliang slapped it with one palm, shattering the man's head, and blood and brains flowed all over the ground. Several disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect twitched fiercely from the corners of their eyes, revealing a sense of horror.
"Don't tell me no, or I'll kill you myself. Zhuge Buliang smiled hideously, lifted another disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect, and shouted, "Hurry up and hand over the bronze coins on your body!"
"No is no, how can I have such a thing in me!" the disciple said.
"Poof!"
Zhuge Buliang smashed the man's head again, and the headless corpse collapsed to the ground, Zhuge Buliang lifted his Qiankun bag and easily erased the divine consciousness on it, and the divine consciousness penetrated into it. The Qiankun bag is full of some messy things, Zhuge Buliang can't look at it at all, and there are even a few spring * palace pictures and a few bottles of strong aphrodisiacs.
Zhuge Buliang said secretly, it seems that this grandson is not a good thing.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang appeared in the corner of the Qiankun bag, and a meter of bronze coins appeared, the style was old and simple, the same as the touch in Zhuge Buliang's hand.
Zhuge Buliang took out the bronze coin and said with a smile: "You can't deceive me, do you hand it over yourself, or do I do it myself." ”
"You, you're robbing!" Qing'er's silver teeth clenched, and her pretty face turned crimson.