"What are you doing? Aren't you here to collect the bounty? Why are you attacking us?" Mo Yanhua, who was restrained, asked in a deep voice.

He is stalling for time.

He is a formation master, he can break this formation, it just takes time.

"Why attack? Of course, because someone offered a higher price for your lives."

"Who sent you to kill us? As long as you are willing to let us go, we are willing to pay double the price, no, triple the price." Sang Qiang said.

After hearing this, the pretty boy and the black boy looked at each other and thought this was a good idea.

"Boss, I think this is possible."

"I think it's feasible."

The gangster boss thought about it and felt that if the other party was willing to double or even triple the price, they would make a profit.

"The people who want to kill you said that one head can be exchanged for a high-grade magic weapon and ten high-grade talismans. Triple the price means six high-grade magic weapons and sixty high-grade magic weapons. You should be able to get them, right?"

Sang Qiang thought they just wanted a few more sixth-grade magic weapons, but who would have thought they had such a big appetite.

"Why don't you just go and rob?"

The pretty boy said faintly: "Aren't they robbing each other?"

Sang Qiang was speechless after being scolded.

Although he is an intermediate instrument refiner, he can only refine sixth-grade instruments at most, and the only first-grade instrument is the instrument refining furnace.

You can't give him the guy who eats it away, right?

"I don't have a first-grade magic weapon on me, only a sixth-grade one. If you let me go, I'm willing to give you six sixth-grade magic weapons."

Xiao Heizi didn't believe it and thought the other party was unwilling to give it to him. "Aren't you an intermediate weapon refiner? Aren't weapon refiners extremely rich? How come you can't even give me this little thing?"

Sang Qiang was so angry about this.

Yes, the Artificers are filthy rich, but don't they have to spend money?

Besides, how can a mid-level weaponsmith be compared to a senior weaponsmith?

Why not compare him with a low-level weapon maker?

Mo Yanhua then spoke up, "I do have some good-quality talismans on me, but only five. If you are willing to give them to me, I will give them all to you."

The pretty boy said woodenly, "You are paying for your life, you are treating it like a beggar, and you are still bargaining?"

"Are you only concerned about your own interests? Can't you think long-term? Isn't it better to make friends with an instrument refiner and a formation master than to gain short-term benefits?"

After hearing what Sang Qiang said, the three of them looked at them with a look that asked, "Are you mentally retarded?"

Little White Face: "In the world of cultivation, people are naturally interested in profit. We will kill for whoever pays us the most."

Xiao Heizi: "Is it like you?"

Little white face: "For love?"

Xiao Heizi: "For a woman?"

The three of them said in unison: "You are such a jerk."

Do you really think they are stupid?

Still thinking long-term, still making friends? I'm afraid I'll have to kill them in the future.

Sang Qiang and Mo Yanhua were ridiculed by the three men, and their faces turned pale to red, red to blue, and blue to black.

"You are really going too far!" If he could escape in peace today, he would cut the person in front of him into pieces one day!

Mo Yanhua also looked at them with a sinister look.

"Brother, we have delayed too long. Since they can't get what we want, we'd better kill them quickly, otherwise something unexpected will happen." The pretty-faced monk reminded.

"Okay, let's kill him right away, everyone come together." As they said this, the three of them attacked at the same time, ready to kill them.

Mo Yanhua: Damn, just a little bit more. If we give him a little more time, he will break this formation.

What kind of lousy thing has set up such a restraint array? There are so many traps, right?

If it was an ordinary formation, he would have successfully cracked it long ago.

Because they were restrained by the formation, the two had no way to resist and could only watch the three people in front of them slaughter them.

Suddenly, a flying sword came towards them and attacked the three monks in front of them.

"Brother Sang, Brother Mo, how are you?"

Qiao Shiyu and his group hurried away.

Because they had been away for too long, and Shang Jun sensed a hint of murderous intent from the pretty-faced monk, he came over just in time to save them.

At the same time, Mo Yanhua finally solved the formation under his feet.

After Mo Yanhua and Sang Qiang broke free from their restraints, they retreated violently. After retreating to a safe distance, they said viciously: "They want to kill us, capture them, and make their lives worse than death!"

"What should we do now, brother?"

"There are so many of them. It seems like we have no chance of winning if we fight three against five."

There are five gods, and among them there is a sword cultivator who can fight against opponents of higher levels. Whether from the perspective of numbers or combat power, they have no chance of winning.

"Retreat first, we'll talk later."

The three of them immediately decided to retreat and leave.

"Want to run? Then you should ask the sword in your hand if it agrees." Shang Jun snorted coldly and directly blocked the opponent's retreat.

He was already filled with anger because the Jingxiao Sword was stolen, and he had no place to vent his anger. Now someone was rushing towards him without knowing whether to live or die. So don't blame him for being ruthless.

His figure flashed like a ghost, and the sword in his hand was as sharp as a venomous snake, cruel and swift. Each sword was aimed directly at the opponent's vital points without any hesitation or mercy.

In a moment, it broke through the three people's body defenses, splashing a puff of scarlet blood.

Three people were seriously injured.

The gangster boss no longer hesitated and took out his life-saving trump card, which was a teleportation device that could transport people 2,500 miles after being activated.

"Catch him quickly." The gangster boss shouted.

The black-faced guy and the white-faced guy, one on the left and one on the right, each hugged a thigh. The black boss activated his magic weapon, and the three of them were teleported away in an instant, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Mo Yanhua: "It's a bargain for them."

Sang Qiang: "You won't let it go so easily."

"Senior Brother Mo, Senior Brother Sang, why do they want to kill you?" Qiao Shiyu's voice rang out.

The two of them froze.

"It was the disciple of Ming Sect before. Junior Sister Qiao, your junior sister Xiao Xiao sent them to kill us." Sang Qiang decisively put the pot on Xiao Xiao's head.

"Why is Junior Sister like this? You have no grudge against each other, why would she want to kill you!"

Mo Yanhua continued, "Maybe she was resentful because we glared at her before."

"That's too much. I'm going to kill you just for such a small matter. It's simply unforgivable. Don't be afraid, brothers. I will definitely report this to the sect and give you an explanation."

Sang Qiang deliberately said: "Junior Sister Qiao, you once said that she is more favored in the sect, I am afraid that Ming Zong will protect her.

We just didn't catch the murderer, she will definitely resist. I wonder if Junior Sister would mind if we seek justice ourselves?"

"Brother, how do you want justice?"

Mo Yanhua: "Of course it's an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Since she put a bounty on her and sent someone to kill me, we will naturally return the favor. I am willing to pay her back with ten sixth-grade magic plates."

"Alas, Junior Sister was wrong this time. I am too embarrassed to stop the senior brothers from seeking justice. Senior brothers, just do whatever you want. Don't worry about it."

Seeing that Qiao Shiyu had no objection, the others were allowed to come.

Sang Qiang: "I am willing to give you three sixth-grade magic tools."

Shan Rong opened his eyes and said, "To give you some extra chips, I'm willing to give you two sixth-grade pills."

Talisman Master Wei Guangli then spoke, "All of you, I'll give you ten sixth-grade talismans. I won't tell you anything else. I don't have anything else. You can have as many talismans as you want."

Shang Jun: "I am willing to give you 10,000 spiritual stones."

Pills, magic weapons, talismans, formations, and spirit stones.

With such a high bounty, that woman still wants to leave the secret realm alive?

Dream!