Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

"What's wrong with being a hooligan?"

"We are!"

"Brother Zhao is our boss, Zhao Tianba, the leader of hooligans!"

The people around also laughed maliciously.

Zhao Zilang waved lightly.

A group of them gathered around.

Fang Siyuan laughed and said, "Haha, Brother Mu, I like fights the most. It should be like this a long time ago, life is full of passion!"

Mu Feifei glanced at him and said lightly, "Then leave this group of people to you, and I'll deal with the rogue boss."

What?

Fang Siyuan was still stunned, but saw the thunder around Mu Feifan behind him, quickly forming a pair of thunder wings.

The next second, Mu Feifei rushed out of the encirclement.

Fang Siyuan looked at Mu Feifan who was walking away, and then looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and couldn't help but blurt out, "Fuck!"

No matter how powerful he is, he can't pick a dozen or so by himself.

At this moment, more than a dozen people moved their wrists, looking at Fang Siyuan as if they were looking at a dead man.

Fang Siyuan suddenly heard what he had said before.

This is too hot-blooded.

Burning than Bo!

At the same time, Mu Feifan came to Zhao Zilang's side.

"It's just you?" Zhao Zilang never imagined that Mu Feifan would come and fight him one-on-one.

Don't look at your alchemy skills, but Lao Tzu is the real Yaowen number one.

The next moment, Mu Feifei no longer blocked the level, and the huge aura roared like a wild beast.

Depend on!

Zhao Zilang's eyes finally changed.

"Middle stage of foundation building?"

"This age has reached this level, and there are not many in the entire Riverside City."

"You are definitely not a nameless person, who are you?"

Mu Feifei responded indifferently: "The person you can't beat."

"Fart!" Zhao Zilang was furious.

He slapped the storage bag, and a long-handled weapon suddenly flew out, with a cold gleam in the air.

Then, Zhao Zilang stretched out his hand and held it.

Mu Feifei took a closer look.

Zhao Zilang's weapon is very strange. The upper end of the long handle turned out to be a huge sickle.

"Haha, do you know why I like to use a sickle?" Zhao Zilang laughed frantically.

Mu Feifei said, "Because you like to do farm work?"

Zhao Zilang instantly felt that his momentum had collapsed by half.

"Depend on!"

"Because Lao Tzu likes to cut you leeks!"

"It's my stepping stone!"

Zhao Zilang looked at Mu Feifan as if he was looking at a prey.

The next moment, he waved his scythe and drew a half-moon-shaped blood-colored ripple, which stirred up.

"Blood Scythe!"

Zhao Zilang shouted loudly, full of momentum.

Mu Feifan silently sacrificed the Sea King Shield.

boom!

The blood sickle slashed heavily on it, and sparks splattered.

There was not a trace of it on the Sea King Shield.

"You can't use this weapon." Mu Feifei commented.

A mere high-level spiritual tool.

Zhao Zilang was very embarrassed.

The next moment, a terrifying aura surrounded him.

Zhao Zilang's originally bursting hairstyle, under this turbulent flow, is even more upside down.

His eyes gradually filled with bloodthirsty color!

"You pissed me off!"

"Lang Shao is very angry, the consequences are very serious!"

Zhao Zilang's voice became a little hoarse, as if the sleeping demon in his body was awakened.

The ground under his feet cracked.

The ultimate power is brewing in the body.

The next second, Zhao Zilang held the blood sickle high, as if the god of death had descended, and the surrounding wind was roaring, as if the gate of hell had been opened.

The people who were huddled in the distance shivered unconsciously.

The air seemed to be unusually cold.

"Blood kills the sky!"

Zhao Zilang let out a loud shout, and then waved the blood sickle.

A huge blood light rushed out, with the power to destroy everything, overwhelm everything and destroy everything.

All the floors along the way were lifted off!

Mu Feifei was unusually calm and slapped the storage bag.

The spear flew out like a rainbow.

In an instant, Mu Feifei held the gun barrel.

Gun out like a dragon!

Murder gun!

The third layer - breaking the law!

A spear intent condensed into substance gathered on the tip of the spear.

This shot, without any bells and whistles, is a simple attack.

But with the invincible potential of thousands of troops marching forward!

Irresistible!

Unstoppable!

boom!

The tip of the gun stabbed directly on the blood awn.

The blood light is strong, but in the face of this thunder strike, the forward trend immediately stops, and then it collapses!

Just hear a crackling sound.

The blood glow turned into thousands of energy turbulence, slapping the world.

Zhao Zilang was stunned.

He never imagined that when he attacked with all his strength, he was lightly resolved.

The next moment, the tip of the gun struck straight and killed.

Even people with poor eyesight can feel the horror of this gun.

The force condensed by the spear tip is enough to shatter everything.

The feeling of death filled Zhao Zilang's heart.

At this moment, he was really scared.

"Do not!"

Zhao Zilang closed his eyes subconsciously.

Immediately, I felt the strong wind blowing towards my face, like a knife, slashing hard on my face.

He opened his eyes, but saw the spear pointed directly at the door, exuding a sharp and cold light, and the piercing Zhao Zilang was trembling all over.

The air froze at this moment.

Zhao Zilang didn't dare to breathe, he raised his head and looked at Mu Feifan.

"I said, I'm the one you can't beat!" Mu Feifei repeated this sentence with a blank face.

Zhao Zilang felt that his dignity had been trampled again.

Still being stepped on the ground, rubbed fiercely.

"You... your uncle!" Zhao Zilang scolded very stubbornly.

The next moment, Mu Feifei turned the head of the gun and stabbed it, hitting Zhao Zilang's arm directly.

"what!"

Zhao Zilang screamed and was knocked to the ground.

"Not satisfied?" Mu Feifei frowned.

"Take it, take it, don't fight." Zhao Zilang was really frightened now.

"Then stand up."

"I can't stand up now."

Mu Feifei: ? ? ?

Zhao Zilang said with a weeping voice: "It seems that the arm is broken."

What the hell!

Mu Feifei was speechless.

If you just smoke it, you will discount the other party's arm?

Are you a clay figurine?

It's too hard to beat.

Thinking of the material of the spear, Mu Feifei suddenly understood.

Why!

He remembered that sentence again.

I really want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it.

In the distance, Fang Siyuan had already broken out of the siege and began to run wildly around the alchemy room.

However, his image at the moment was extremely embarrassed.

His eyes were shattered, his hair was disheveled, he didn't know how many feet he had been kicked, and there were shoe prints all over his clothes.

"Brother Mu, save me!" Fang Siyuan wailed.

A good man can't stand the crowd.

As he ran, he cast spells behind him.

Bang bang bang!

It's like setting off fireworks indoors.

A group of people kept chasing: "Just do that turtle grandson with glasses!"

Suddenly, Mu Feifei appeared, with an indifferent expression and a powerful momentum.

A long spear is in his hand, like the boundary between life and death.

Whoever crosses the border will die.

Those people were immediately taken aback.

It was astonishing that no one dared to go up.

At this moment, Mu Feifei stood there, as if supporting the whole world.

One husband is the gatekeeper and ten thousand people do not open it!

The body of one person stunned more than a dozen people.

"Come on!"

"Why don't you go up?"

"You go first and I'll follow right away!"

They whispered.

Suddenly, there was a wailing on the ground: "Shang Nimei, my arm is broken, hurry up and take me to the infirmary!"