Weird World of Immortality

"Zhao Ba, don't go too far, you are alone, we poisonous silkworm help so many people, can you handle it?" Wu Jianlong, who was mocked, waved his hand coldly, and a group of warriors behind him took out their weapons and cold Staring at Zhou Fan.

Since Zhou Fan refused to retreat, he could only do it.

The warriors lining up to go down the pit all flew backwards, fearing that they would be affected.

In Wu Jianlong's view, even if Zhou Fan is a Taoist cultivator, he is only a single person. No matter how strong a person is, there are limits. Their Poison Silkworm Gang has 150 people. die!

People in the Land of Hundreds of Thrones are desperados who dare to work hard, and Wu Jianlong is even more so!

Wu Jianlong held a long knife and looked at Zhou Fan vigilantly. Everyone in the Land of Hundred Curses knew that Zhou Fan was good at a technique and could break a person's head in an instant, but he knew the Taoist cultivator and knew that techniques were not invincible. There are many restrictions.

He has defensive equipment and talismans on his body, which is why he dares to face Zhou Fan.

Of course, daring to work hard and not dying is another thing. Once the battle begins, he will be cautious and try to use his subordinate's life to consume the real energy in Zhou Fan's body first.

Then wait for his two companions to bring people to support, and then use the crowd tactics to force him to death. Maybe after this battle, the reputation of their poisonous silkworm gang will soar.

Zhou Fan just glanced at Wu Jianlong coldly, the long knife around his waist was unsheathed, and a blood-colored knife gang shot out from the knife!

Wu Jianlong sees that it is a sword gang, not a magic technique. It is not so easy to avoid such a close-up sword gang. Moreover, this is only the first knife. He can't avoid it. to the bottom.

Under Wu Jianlong's thoughts, his long knife also slashed out.

A black slap-width knife gang flew out and collided with the blood-colored knife gang.

Wu Jianlong didn't dare to be careless. He knew that even a cultivator in the Huayuan realm who had just entered the Taoist realm would be much stronger than Qi Gang Duan. Bloody Knife Gang or follow-up moves.

But Zhou Fan has already put the knife into the sheath.

The **** knife gang smashed the black knife gang, and Wu Jianlong, who had just raised the knife, slammed, and countless blood water exploded from his body, splashing like a waterfall hitting a rock.

Wu Jianlong became a mummified corpse with broken skin and bones, and blood splashed on some warriors behind him and splashed on their faces.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

With just one slash, Wu Jianlong, who was in the high Qi Gang section, died strangely.

They don't even know if this is martial arts or magic?

Such a **** and brutal method stunned everyone, Zhou Fan was of course a martial skill, but it was a blood knife gang combined with the **** waterfall of the Weihai Sea.

He seldom used it outside, because the Qi Sea Blood Waterfall was too cruel, and once it was used, it would either kill or be injured, but in the Land of Hundred Cursors, there was no such scruples.

Zhou Fan looked at the members of the Poison Silkworm Gang, and the members of the Poison Silkworm Gang showed fear on their faces, and they also had the intention of retreating in their hearts.

A person who can kill their helper with one knife, how can they deal with it, only to see if they can escape.

Zhou Fan didn't mean to do anything, but said coldly: "You can go, go back and tell you two leaders, you can come to me if you don't agree, but you must be prepared for death."

None of the fifty members of the Poison Silkworm Gang dared to speak more, but quickly retreated and left here.

Zhou Fan walked over and picked up Wu Jianlong's blood-stained talisman bag and the money bag he had just collected.

He ignored the warriors who were watching, and instead ran his True Qi and shouted sharply into the pit: "Come up to me within ten breaths, or you will be at your own risk."

There are many dangers in the giant pit, and those who entered the pit in advance did not go very far at all. When they heard the shouts from the pit, they knew that something must have happened above, and they ran up to it.

When they saw that it was Zhou Fan, the people who came up from the pit were a little overwhelmed.

"Refund your pit fee, and then leave here for me." Zhou Fan didn't talk nonsense to them, took out a share of the pit fee from the money bag, and threw it to those who went down the pit.

Almost all the warriors who went down to the pit could recognize Zhou Fan, a Taoist monk who had just arrived in the Land of Hundred Pills. No one dared to make a sound. Instead, they collected the pit fee and joined the crowd of warriors watching the fun before inquiring in a low voice. Get up, what happened.

The reason why Zhou Fan quit the pit to pay the pit fee is because there is no need to get a bad reputation among these bottom-level warriors in the land of Baiqi for these small money.

Zhou Fan also wanted to establish an image that he did things with certain principles, so that it would be convenient for him to complete his plan in the Land of Hundreds.

After returning the pit fee of the Poison Silkworm Gang, Zhou Fan looked at the group of warriors and said coldly, "This giant pit is mine. Without my permission, no one is allowed to step into this giant pit in the future."

"It's impossible for me to send someone to guard me. You can sneak in, but don't let me see you in the pit, or don't blame me for the knife in Zhao's hand."

What Zhou Fan said directly made some luck in some people's heart disappear without a trace. If they really met Zhou Fan in the pit, then they would definitely not escape, there is no need to go to the pit to save this point. fee, while sneaking into this giant pit.

After all, there are not many stone pits to choose from in the Land of Hundred Pills.

"Senior Zhao, isn't your stone pit going to be open to the public?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

Many forces controlled the stone pit, and they obtained huge profits by charging the money or material mode of the warriors in the pit.

"Not open to the public." After Zhou Fan said this, he turned around and walked into the pit.

A group of warriors standing on the giant pit stood for a while, and when they saw that there was no lively watching, they dispersed one after another, either planning to change to the giant pit to continue going down, or to do other things.

"You said what would happen if the Poison Silkworm Gang was robbed of the giant pit?" A warrior asked with a schadenfreude.

The giant pits that can produce Yuanjing are of great value. Such giant pits are all controlled by powerful forces in the Land of Hundred Pills. If the Poison Silkworm Gang had three Qi Gang martial artists, it would be impossible to occupy such a giant pit. a giant pit.

If Zhou Fan robbed Jukeng, it was like breaking the money bag of the Poison Silkworm Gang, which was a very serious matter.

But does the Poison Silkworm Gang really dare to fight with a Taoist monk who can kill a Qi Gang martial artist in one move?

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Guo Muyang and Zhang Yi, the two leaders of the Poison Silkworm Gang who had been notified and brought people to the rescue, met the members of the Poison Silkworm Gang who had escaped from the giant pit before they arrived at the Jukeng~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

After learning from their mouths that Wu Jianlong had been slashed to death by Zhou Fan, they were all stunned.

"Let's go, let's go back and talk!" Guo Muyang glanced at the restless gang members and said in a deep voice.

The stronghold of the Poison Silkworm Gang is in a small pit no more than one acre in size.

There are simple wooden houses built in the small pit. The largest wooden house in the center can accommodate about twenty people. This is the place where the three gang leaders and their cronies discuss matters and drink and have fun.

But today, none of the gang leaders were allowed to enter, only Guo Muyang and Zhang Yi were there.

Zhang Yi sat on the main seat and drank a cup of tea, trying to suppress the irritability and fear in his heart, he trembled: "Did he really kill Lao Wu with one knife?"