Text Text_Chapter 1506 The Legend of the Thief Saint

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The four of them didn't even understand how to die, and they were already dead.

As for their sword qi, they couldn't pose any threat to Ye Fan's perverted body defense. this

The four are just the realm of Rendan, Ye Fan doesn't need to disintegrate, and it is enough to directly use the unequaled sword intent. this

A scene stunned Leng Xingchen behind him......

"This ...... This sword intent ...... What kind of sword intent is it......" Leng Xingchen was very frightened in his eyes, and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief. leaf

Fan, who cares about this, hehe, laughing, rubbing his hands, and as soon as he put away his two swords, he began to run to the four corpses and loot their storage bags. β€œ

A bag...... A sword...... Two bags...... Two swords...... Three ......" leaves

While the sail was searching, he hummed happily, the bag should be taken away, the sword, although it is not a good sword, but it is also put into the sword god ring, it can't be wasted!

Leng Xingchen watched Ye Fan searching there blankly, and he was completely speechless, he didn't expect that such a powerful sword cultivator would actually ...... So shameless......

Ye Fan didn't care so much, after searching it, he opened a bag to see if there were any good things in it......"

Tsk, it's really poor, it's really poor!Is the realm of Rendan so poor?" Ye Fan pursed his lips, a little unhappy. correct

At this moment, I heard the sound of vomiting blood next to me!

Only then did Fan realize that something seemed wrong with this cold star?"

Hey, what's your situation?" Ye Fan put all the loot into a storage bag, and then walked over to Leng Xingchen.

Leng Xingchen couldn't stand at all at this moment, and lay down directly on the ground.

Ye Fan frowned, picked up one of his wrists, checked the lower pulse, and couldn't help but say depressedly: "Your meridians are all broken, and your heart is messed up...... You're going to die with such a bad injury!"

He actually saved a person who was going to die, Ye Fan sighed, this is fate, it's a step too late.

Leng Xingchen's face was sallow, his eyes were cloudy, "Benefactor...... Although the stars will surely die, they are also grateful to you...... Killed these four traitors for me......"

Traitor?" Ye Fan wondered: "These four guys, from the same sect as you?"

Xingchen nodded bitterly, "These four people, pretending to be disciples of Fenglinhai, are plotting against me here......

However, it is also my Leng Xingchen who is cowardly and incompetent, and I am sorry for the expectations of the elders of the family and the sect, so I should have an end ...... "Ye

Fan thought that people were dying, so he comforted him, so he said: "It's not interesting for you to say that, cultivation depends on talent, how can you be blamed for this."

"Benefactor...... If you don't know, others can say that they are not talented, and they can find all kinds of reasons...... But I'm cold and weak, it's my fault...... "Cold."

Two lines of tears hung down from the corners of Xingchen's eyes, "I'm sorry for the Great Elder...... I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Leng family...... I'm sorry for my mom and dad...... Sorry Gillian ......"

Ye Fan didn't know what to say, listening to the conversations just now, it could be seen that this guy seemed to have a very powerful family background, so he had a lot of magic weapons to protect himself. No

However, with him alone, it is indeed impossible for him to fight against the realm of four people.

If you have the resources, but you can't have the strength yet, you will indeed be ridiculed and despised.

"Benefactor...... Leng Xingchen's eyes gradually drifted, "I can't do it anymore...... After I'm gone, all the contents of this storage bag will be yours...... I beg you to ...... Send this 'Cold Moon Sword' back to the Cold Light Gate and hand it over to the Great Elder ...... "Ye."

Fan thought to himself, you are dead, your things are all mine, do you still need to care whether you send me or not?

Guo Yefan was quite curious, what was in the storage bag of this "rich second generation".

So, Ye Fan took his bag and opened it to take a look......

"Hiss......"

Ye Fan gasped, damn it! This is called a "treasure chest"!

Not to mention that there are seven or eight small things in there that I don't know what to do, it looks like it should be a magic weapon, the key is that there are more than a dozen bottles of those bottles and cans of pills!

Yes, there are more than 100 Flood Stones!

With more research, this is the rhythm of making a fortune!

This kid has a storage bag alone, and there are more than enough things that have been scavenged in all the storage bags before Ye Fan is topped!!"

That one...... Leng Xingchen, right?, your family is the Cold Light Gate Leng family?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Leng Xingchen was already confused, "Yes......"

"Your family is so rich...... Oh no, you have so many magic weapons, so many desolate stones and elixirs?" Ye Fan smiled expectantly.

Leng Xingchen's tone was silent, "Benefactor...... If you send back the Cold Moon Sword...... I'm cold...... There will be a lot of thanks......"

Ye Fan's eyes rolled, and his heart became hot, indeed, if he left with this bag and sword, although he would have earned ...... However, if you can go to the Cold Light Gate, wouldn't you be able to get more?

The key is that he has come here, and if he waits out of the Gu Immortal Spirit Realm, he may not come back in the future.

If you come in the future, there may not be such an opportunity, after all, if this Leng Xingchen dies for too long, there may be some changes.

"Okay, then I'll ...... Belch...... Are you dead?"

Halfway through the sail, he found that Leng Xingchen was already cold.

"Hey...... It's also a shame that you met me, otherwise, you wouldn't have any hope of revenge before you die...... Well, in this way, I am indeed your benefactor, and it is only reasonable for you to give me the contents of this storage bag and this sword." leaf

Fan stood up, picked up the Cold Moon Sword, took a closer look, and found that there were a large number of inscriptions in the middle of the sword, and the whole body was made of some special fine iron, and the cold air was pressing.

I didn't look closely at it just now, but now I realize that this is really a good sword......! It's much more advanced than his own ancient famous swords such as cadres, Chengying, and fish intestines!

No wonder, that group of people said that this was a superb flying sword, after all, it was a good sword in ancient times!

Fan Yi was curious, wanting to see if this sword, with his peerless sword intent, could exert its power.

"Go!"

As soon as Ye Fan shook off this Cold Moon Sword, he saw that this Cold Moon Sword carried a peerless sword intent, slashing through a cold half-moon brilliance, this brilliance was like a cold moon, and everywhere it passed, it was frozen with a layer of frost

Fan's eyes lit up, such a good sword, he wanted him to return it to Hanguangmen?

But...... If he went to the Cold Light Gate and told them that Leng Xingchen was dead, and he couldn't take out the Cold Moon Sword, wouldn't the other party give a good thank you gift?

Ye Fan touched his chin, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he glanced down at Leng Xingchen's appearance, and said with some embarrassment: "Dude...... I'm sorry, I'll play you a little bit...... When I got the things, I left immediately, hehe......" report

It's not necessary to mourn or anything!

If you want to become Leng Xingchen yourself, then can't you justifiably go to Hanguangmen to take good things in the name of this rich second generation!

After getting enough cultivation resources and magic weapons, he walked away again, and he didn't know it, leaving behind a piece of the "Legend of Stealing the Saint" in the Gu Immortal Spirit Realm! Wouldn't it be beautiful!?

"Hahahaha......"

Ye Fan couldn't help but be happy, he shouldn't have been a killer and mercenary before, he should have been an international thief a long time ago!!

(δΈ‰δΈƒ Chinese.)