Chapter 110 [(*^▽^*)]

Chapter 110 [(*^▽^*)]

This person’s head, chest, and dantian were all pierced by the sword, and he looked bloody and miserable.

The other person was horrified when he saw this scene, threw away the wine glass in his hand, and grabbed the female cultivator in the early stage of Qi Condensation beside him.

At this time, the female cultivator did not see the situation on the opposite side, and was still smiling and trying to persuade him to drink, but the next second she screamed, and was picked up by the belt by the person next to her, and thrown out.

The female cultivator saw that someone had died at this time, but she could not change the status quo, so she could only scream and fly towards Ming Fanxing.

Ming Fanxing would not feel sorry for these women. Although they were serving these two men, they obviously came voluntarily, for the sake of benefits or status.

In this case, they must not be clean themselves, and they deserved to die.

One of the Flying Spirit Swords flashed with sword light and directly chopped the woman to the ground. The body fell to the ground with the head and body separated. The blood soaked the ground, and the strong smell of blood filled the valley.

Ming Fanxing didn't even look at this female cultivator. He used the light body technique and chased after one of the leaders who had already escaped.

Of course, at the same time, he did not let go of the woman who was still screaming and thinking about escaping. When chasing after her, the Flying Spirit Sword with sword light drew several circles in the air, killing all these women in the process.

The bandits who were escaping in front were so scared when they saw this scene. Three sword lights? These are three flying swords!

What is this? This is King Yan who is here to kill you!

"Which sect are you from! Tell me your name!"

Ming Fanxing ignored him and made sword gestures with his hands. Three white rays of light flashed in the air, and soon he caught up with the fleeing person in front.

Seeing that the other party could not communicate, he directly took out a palm-sized shield from his arms. After making a few gestures in a hurry, he began to frantically input his spiritual power into the small shield.

Then, the shield began to flash with a dark light to protect him.

The sword light of the Feiling Sword hit it one after another, but it could not penetrate or destroy it!

Ming Fanxing frowned slightly after seeing it. This shield was actually okay. It was a low-grade spiritual treasure. If his three Feiling Swords wanted to destroy it, it would probably take some time.

However, he did not only have the Feiling Sword.

At this time, the opponent heaved a sigh of relief, slowed down his escape speed, and estimated the speed of his spiritual power consumption.

Then he took out a purple dagger from his arms, slapped it hard, and the dagger flew up, flashing purple light and flying towards Ming Fanxing.

At this time, the leader showed a sly smile on his face, and he stared at Ming Fanxing.

"Hehe, you can't do anything to me now, right?"

"Boy, no matter who you are, you will die in my hands anyway! These three flying swords of yours are good, I will accept them with pleasure!"

Ming Fanxing pinched a spiritual shield technique expressionlessly, easily blocking the purple dagger. His nonchalant action made the opponent look like a mentally retarded person.

After seeing this, the smile on his face suddenly faded a lot, "Spirit Shield Technique!"

Ming Fanxing raised an eyebrow, what's going on?

To put it bluntly, the Spirit Shield Technique is just a low-level spell. This bandit is a cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of Condensation Qi. Could it be that he doesn't know it?

He really doesn't know it.

Although many spells are low-level spells, the cultivators who are qualified to learn these spells are all disciples of the martial arts halls in various prefectures.

Of course, either go to the imperial city or other means to secretly purchase spell jade slips with a large amount of spirit stones.

After all, in Fengwu Country, even the lowest-level fireball technique, water ball technique, etc., are strictly restricted from being passed on.

For example, most of the cultivators who are bandits outside only know some simple cultivation methods, as well as the simplest and most common gravity technique, breath-retention technique, etc.

Some have even cultivated to the realm of great perfection of Qi Condensation, and they don't even know the Light Body Technique and Dust Clearance Technique, let alone attack spells. This is actually also closely related to the scarcity of resources.

However, Ming Fanxing doesn't need to know these now. He only needs to know that although the person in front of him is a cultivator of the same realm as himself, he is... very weak!

Ming Fanxing looked at the opponent's shield, and in order to avoid more trouble, he directly pinched his hands. Soon, the opponent felt that the temperature of the valley was rising rapidly.

He looked around in panic, and when he realized that something was wrong and was about to escape, it was too late.

A two-meter-long fire dragon had already appeared on Ming Fanxing's side. The blazing fire dragon flew around him, and everything around was burned into charcoal because of the appearance of the fire dragon.

Even the weeds in the distance turned yellow.

At this moment, the fire dragon seemed to notice the other party's sight. A pair of eyes formed by flames looked at him coldly, and then flew towards him.

He was shocked, "Fire... Fire Dragon Technique?! No... Impossible, who are you! Where on earth did you come from? You can actually perform Fire Dragon Technique!"

"If that's the case, then... then why do you want to pick on a small person like me?!"

Ming Fanxing would not explain to him, even a word. Anyway, they were going to die, and it was not worth wasting his breath.

A Fire Dragon Technique hit him, and this small shield could not block the intermediate spell. It was directly destroyed by the fire dragon, and finally broke into pieces and fell to the ground burning.

Humph, such a waste is not worthy of the Wood and Fire Dragon that I used the spiritual power conversion technique to cast.

Ming Fanxing took advantage of his inability to react and swung out three Feiling Swords at the same time, cutting off his dog head.

The purple dagger that was attacking him just now also lost its luster and fell to the ground because its owner had already collapsed.

Ming Fanxing used gravity magic to grab the dagger in his hand and identified it. It was a low-grade spiritual treasure, and he put it into his storage bag.

Then his consciousness carefully scanned the entire valley, not missing an inch of place, and finally found a storage bag in the arms of these two Dayuanman monks.

Like his own, it was one cubic space, but fortunately they still had storage bags.

But... when the monk was fighting with him just now, why did he reach into his arms and take

out the magic treasure to fight? Wouldn't it be better for him to directly use his spiritual consciousness to dip into the storage bag and take out the magic treasure? He thought that these two monks didn't have storage bags at all, so they hid the magic treasure in their arms.

He easily wiped off the spiritual imprint on the storage bag, imprinted his own spiritual imprint on it, and then briefly counted the things inside.

One of the bags contained twenty-six low-grade spirit stones, in addition to some clothes and a bottle of pills. He took out the pills and opened them. There were ten pills inside.

But all the pills looked dull and had only one halo. They were all first-grade pills, rubbish that could be bought with secular gold and silver.

I didn't expect that they were carried by a cultivator who had achieved great perfection in Qi Condensation.

Ming Fanxing didn't throw it away, but put it into the storage bag. Maybe it would be useful in the future, so he put it aside for now. When he learns the art of alchemy, he can take it out and have a look to gain experience.

As for the clothes inside?

He took it out and threw it aside. After putting away the empty storage bag, he checked the other one. This storage bag was the one that he had killed by the sneak attack.

Because they didn't have time to react, the things inside were also very complete. In addition to some useless things, the rest were a spear, a bottle of pills, and thirty-six low-grade spiritual stones.

The spear was also a low-grade spiritual treasure, and it was a fire-type spear. The pills also contained first-grade Zhenyuan pills.

It was really careless. No wonder he was so weak. It was all because of this kind of pill...

He couldn't help but think, if he had used the spirit shield technique to block the opponent's dagger attack just now, and didn't take action, but stood there to consume it, wouldn't it take long for him to drain the opponent's spiritual power and win without fighting?

Ming Fanxing put away the things, but he didn't end here.

He also found the caves of the two guys, one on each side of the valley, and there seemed to be some good things inside.

He entered the cave to see if there were any good things, but unfortunately, they were all gold and silver treasures that were robbed.

After entering the cave, he saw antique treasures, gold and silver jewelry, and jewelry and jade.

Although they could indeed be sold for a lot of money, these things were not worth anything to him.

But when Ming Fanxing wanted to leave, he suddenly saw something very familiar in the second cave!

He stopped, then turned and walked forward. With a casual grab, a round object flew out from a pile of treasures and was caught in his hand.

"What is this..."

He looked at the smooth, oval object in front of him with some confusion.

This object reminded him of the Chongming Beast Egg he found in Qixia Town before, but it was obvious that this one was very different from the Chongming Beast Egg.

Chongming Beast Eggs looked like smooth stones, but the one in front of him was obviously an egg, as big as a fist.

What attracted his attention was that there were some stone-like textures on the surface of the eggshell.

Identification: First-level Fire Crow Egg.

Ming Fanxing blinked in surprise when he saw these words, Fire Crow?

A fire-breathing crow?

So is this fire crow very powerful?

Or is it just an ordinary monster?

Level 1... Level 1 should be equivalent to the Qi Condensation Stage of a cultivator, right?

So this fire crow...

He didn't give up and clicked on the identification several times. Every time it was identified as a level 1 fire crow egg, nothing special. The key is that he doesn't know if fire crows are powerful in this world, but level 1 shouldn't be considered powerful, right?

Forget it, put it away first, and ask the city lord when he goes back. He will definitely know. After all, this monster egg was found in a thief's nest, so it probably has some value.

He left this gorgeous cave, and before leaving, he casually shot out a few fireballs, burning all the corpses outside.

When he came to the place where he had separated from Ming Yufeng before, he just happened to fly over from a distance. Author's idle talk:

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