Su Fan exhaled a heavy breath, the practice was over, and the spiritual energy consumed in his body was almost completely replenished.
"Let's go!" Su Fan greeted the next few people, without asking them how much they had collected.
"etc!"
Just when Su Fan and others were about to leave, the bald boy who had been closing his eyes opened his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Su Fan.
"Is something wrong?" Su Fan turned around and asked. To be honest, he didn't want to talk to this guy. After all, he looked like he was holding something in his mouth when he talked to him just now. Su Fan was a little disgusted with this kind of person.
"Almsgiver, this poor monk sees that your seal is darkened and you may be in danger of disaster. Can you ask this poor monk to help you resolve the situation?" This bald monk was still reciting the Buddhist saying "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth.
"Hey! You damn bald donkey, are you cursing me, Brother Su?" Nangong Yu immediately couldn't bear his explosive temper and started swearing.
Su Fan signaled Nangong Yu to be quiet, and then he looked at the bald monk in front of him and looked at it carefully. This monk was wearing coarse linen clothes, which was a little different from the Buddhist monks. He was a bit slovenly.
"Monk, do you think I will be in trouble whenever there is a disaster? I would like to know how you resolve it," Su Fan looked at the bald monk with a smile on his face.
"Almsgiver, if the poor monk extradites you to my Buddhist practice, he will be able to resolve the disasters in your life and keep you safe." Oh Amitabha!
"Haha! Monk, don't say that I don't believe in Buddhism. Even if I do, so what? Your Lord Buddha may not be able to save me." Su Fan smiled disdainfully, with contempt in his eyes.
"donor……."
What else the monk wanted to say was interrupted by Su Fan. Let's stop here! Monk, I have something else to do. Su Fan clasped his fists and turned around to leave with Nangong Yu and others.
"Donor, we will meet again, and you will believe my words when the time comes," the monk said with a smile on his lips.
"Bad Monk Tianyao, benefactor, if I meet you someday, maybe you will have already achieved success." The monk yelled from behind. Su Fan vaguely heard the word "Tianyao", but he didn't hear the other words clearly.
But Su Fan didn't care either.
The four of them whistled uncomfortably along the way, eating meat and hurrying on their way. It was a happy day. A few days later, Su Fan and others arrived at the city closest to Qingfeng Sect, "Sword Killing City"
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Killing Sword City, the first city under the Qingfeng Sect, has a population of tens of millions and a city scale of several million miles. It is the largest city within the Qingfeng Sect. In terms of economy and force, apart from the Qingfeng Sect, it belongs to this Sword Killing City.
The most powerful.
The City of Killing Sword is extremely prosperous and bustling with traffic. It is impossible to walk through the city on just two legs. There is a city lord's palace in the city. The lord of the palace is an elder of the Qingfeng Sect. The guards of the city are also disciples of the Qingfeng Sect.
Qingfeng Sect shops can be seen everywhere.
Su Fan and others walked on the street and couldn't help but sigh! The realm of cultivators here is relatively high! The realm of Yuan Dan can be seen everywhere, and those in the Qi Condensation realm are still children. Close to Qingfeng Sect, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is also extremely rich
, Su Fan felt refreshed after taking a sip.
boom!
While Su Fan and the others were sighing, a man was knocked out and hit in front of Su Fan, causing dust on the ground.
This man's hair was disheveled, his appearance was unclear, his clothes were in tatters, and there was a foul smell. He must have not taken a shower for a long time.
"Hey! Boy, kick him over here." The two men following behind shouted directly at Su Fan, ordering Su Fan with a naturally noble aura, which made Su Fan extremely disgusted. Originally, he didn't want to care about this matter.
Yes, but this person doesn't know what's good or bad.
"Are you talking to me?" Su Fan pointed to his nose and asked with a gloomy look.
"Nonsense! I won't talk to you but a dog!" the two middle-aged men behind said impatiently.
boom!
Su Fan punched out directly without giving the man a chance to say another word. He punched the man away with one punch. Everyone around him was stunned. The other middle-aged man who reacted was instantly furious.
"Little beast! How dare you hurt a member of my Jian family? Don't you want to live? Go over here and apologize, slap yourself in the face, and pay hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones as compensation. Let it be settled, otherwise I will prevent you from living.
Get out of Sword Killing City." The middle-aged man threatened fiercely.
Damn it! Where do you get the sense of superiority? Su Fan cursed in his heart. He used the Wind Chasing Step, without giving the man a chance to say a second sentence. He just punched out with a bursting fist, making a crackling sound in the air.
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court death!
The middle-aged man drew out his long knife and struck Su Fan with one strike. Su Fan was knocked back a few steps by the strike, and his fist was a little numb.
"Xiaoyu, should we go up and help?" Song Zhan looked at the fight between the two and asked Nangong Yu casually.
"Help me, there are not enough people at the third level of the Yuan Dan Realm to beat him! Just watch carefully." Nangong Yu replied with disdain. Su Yang, the fourth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, was beaten into a dog.
He himself doesn't know Fan's current fighting power.
"Boy, you have some strength! No wonder you are so crazy," "Zhenshan Sword Jue, kill!" The middle-aged man burst out his energy and displayed martial arts, attacking and killing directly.
"Jingji Sword"
A broken sword appeared in Su Fan's hand, and a sword light was emitted from his broken sword, killing the person opposite at an extremely fast speed. The sword light struck directly on the sword energy, and the sword energy collapsed inch by inch.
Broken. Su Fan's sword light did not diminish and struck directly on the middle-aged man's chest, tearing a deep sword mark across his chest.
"Dragon Elephant Divine Fist, kill!"
Su Fan exploded with dragon-elephant power, and the three attributes converged on his fist, and he punched out hard. His fist was directly printed on the chest of the middle-aged man, and he was knocked away with one punch. He vomited blood and broke his ribs.
Several.
"Dragon Suppressing Hand"
Su Fan evolved his big palm and struck it directly without any mercy. He struck the man directly above his head and killed him with one palm.
"Stop, do you know who I am? If you kill me, you will definitely be wanted, stop it!"
The middle-aged man roared crazily, just trying to survive. He was so scared that he almost peed. The fear of death made his scalp numb.
"Stop it, little beast! Kill me and you will be hunted down!" The middle-aged man continued to threaten.
boom!
Su Fan couldn't listen to these words at all, but still suppressed it with his big palm. The terrifying giant palm smashed the middle-aged man's body to pieces. The middle-aged man's body exploded and fell into pieces in an instant, not even a whole corpse was left.
After Su Fan finished dealing with this man, he slowly walked towards the beaten man and said in a soft voice: "It's okay, you can go home."
"Home, I don't have a home anywhere." This man laughed at himself, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his face," Su Fan frowned slightly.
"Let's go!" Su Fan left here with a few people, but Song Zhan quietly returned here alone, his eyes secretly staring at the person who was beaten, and the person who was beaten slowly got up, limping.
Walk towards the distance.
"Sword Killing City"
In an inconspicuous slum, a strong figure was lying on the bed, crying silently in his eyes. He hated himself for being hopeless, and even more hated the family and that person. If it hadn't been for him, why would he be so miserable?
"Brother Su, why did you let Song Zhan go over and keep an eye on that guy? Isn't he just a useless person? Is this necessary?" Nangong Yu asked.
"Of course, I believe in my eyes, and even more in the Eyes of the Netherworld," Su Fan said with a confident smile.
Two hours later, Song Zhan came back and took Su Fan and others to the slums.
At the place where they fought, Su Fan and others had disappeared when the Jian family arrived, and no one knew where they had gone.
"Brother, you are so tough! You can't even die. You are as cheap as your mother. I will torture you slowly," Hahaha!
The person who spoke was Jian Wu, the young master of the Jian family. The young man was dressed in luxurious clothes, with a crown on his head, his eyes were shadowy, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he held a folding fan in his hand. He was a handsome and handsome young man.
"slum"
"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here."
"Brother, if you have any questions, please tell me. Maybe we can help you!" Su Fan made it clear.