This is a group of robbers lurking in the mountains and forests, robbing for a living, persimmons pick soft pinch.

A Martial God of the Galaxy Realm passing by alone is simply an excellent target.

Sou!

A figure rose into the sky, blocking Fan Lang's way, tall and sturdy, covered in shiny metal, looking like an iron man statue.

The "iron man" grinned, showed a mouthful of sharp teeth, and said, "Boy, this is our territory, and we have to pay tolls when we pass through here." ”

Fan Lang stopped in mid-air, the wings of the sword qi behind him slowly retracted, and each feather was composed of sword qi, making a sneering sound. He looked at the person opposite indifferently and said, "Is this the legendary 'I opened this road, I planted this tree'?"

"Haha, that's what it means, count you kid on the road. Now that you know the rules, let's pay for it obediently. ”

"How much does it cost?"

"Look at my brothers, there are so many people here, you have to give money per head, and one person will give 100,000 cosmic coins. The iron man asked for a sky-high price, and stretched out his finger and pointed around.

There were many fellow bandits flying up in the air around him, and there were many more people on the ground, adding up to hundreds of people.

A person gives 100,000 cosmic coins per head, this toll fee is a bit outrageous, it is not just a lion's mouth.

The iron man who asked for the price was just shouting casually psychologically, just like a cat catching a mouse and teasing it.

Fan Lang glanced around, he was not shocked, the battle was ten times larger than this, he had also seen that these robbers were a group of small thieves in his eyes.

"One hundred thousand cosmic coins per person, this toll is inevitably too expensive, why don't you discount it?" Fan Lang said calmly.

"Haha, it's not impossible to get a little less blood, as long as you kneel and get under my crotch, I'll pay less tolls, so that you can pass through here safely. The iron man crossed his legs in the air and pointed to his crotch.

Drill through the crotch?

When Fan Lang heard this, he didn't laugh angrily, but there was a chill in his laughter.

The laughter is settled, and the sword is unsheathed!

The poisonous scorpion sword in the Five Poison Desperate Swords came out of its sheath, and Fan Lang flashed with the sword, turning into a cold light that penetrated the iron man, and instantly arrived behind the other party.

Fan Lang's face sank like water, and he slowly inserted the dark purple poisonous scorpion sword into the scabbard, this sword had completed its mission. The sword is sheathed, and the scorpion-tail-like hilt shines.

The iron man's expression froze, his pupils froze, and he understood what was happening in his heart, and then he felt a sharp pain in his body.

Touch!

With an explosion, the entire Iron Man split in two, and his disconnected body split to the left and right. He practiced a special technique, turning his body into metal, and there was not even a trace of blood after disconnecting.

Let Fan Lang drill under his crotch, but he was split by a sword and lost his life.

Death is like a lamp going out, and the soul of an iron man floats out, but it is not visible to the naked eye.

Fan Lang flipped his hand, his palm was hidden in his sleeve, and a mini six-way golden wheel flashed out in his palm, absorbing the soul of the iron man, and then shattering it!

If you have a soul, you can be reincarnated after death, and if the soul is scattered, it will disappear completely, and the end will be even more miserable.

Fan Lang's heavy hand means that the other party has provoked him.

Before, he spent money all the way, provided that those beam-jumping clowns kept their mouths shut and did not speak disrespectfully.

There is also a limit to the ability to flex and stretch.

Even if Fan Lang wants to hide his identity, he can't endure anything.

Seeing that his accomplice was killed, the group of thieves present was in an uproar.

"Three, the three masters have been killed!"

"How can this be, the three masters have cultivated the 'Hundred Refining into Steel Technique', and their bodies have been cultivated into metal, and they are invulnerable in the same realm, not to mention that the other party is a big realm lower than him. ”

"I didn't see what was going on. ”

"One sword, the other party only used one sword!"

"Be careful, everyone, this kid is extraordinary, not as easy to deal with as we thought!"

"Avenge the three masters!"

"Quickly inform the big boss and the second boss!"

The group of thieves was in chaos, and those who had a good relationship with the three masters surrounded Fan Lang, but there were also many robbers who hesitated.

Fan Lang shook the folded white fan in his hand, and tapped it lightly in the palm of his hand, just such a small time, a grand momentum like a flood of desolation and reverse volume erupted, and tangible waves of qi swept across all directions, shaking the surrounding robbers out.

Then I saw that most of the robbers vomited blood from their mouths, and they were severely wounded one by one.

Fan Lang casually played with the fan, which made these robbers suffer so much, and the faces of the robbers showed a look of horror.

No matter how stupid the head is, he should be aware of the chasm-like gap in strength.

"If you are suspicious of your life, you will come with a hundred steps around, and those who come close will be killed!" Fan Lang scolded sharply, exuding a cold killing intent that made the scalp tingle.

Now his 100 steps are equal to the forbidden area, and whoever gets close will die, which is very simple.

The robbers were all shocked, and the people who had surrounded them before retreated into the distance, which was almost an instinctive retreat, and no matter how bold they were, it was useless.

Fan Lang snorted coldly, reopened his sword qi wings, and flew forward, away from this land of right and wrong.

The robbers stayed where they were, not daring to pursue, and a moment later their big and second masters came with men. These people originally wanted to avenge the three masters, but after they arrived, they noticed the "residual power" left by Fan Lang.

Although the person is gone, Yu Wei is still there, like the dark clouds left by the raptor and the footprints of the tiger.

The big boss and the second boss believed that they inquired about the situation, and then looked at each other and made a wise judgment.

"This person's strength is bottomless, let's catch up and avenge the third child, I'm afraid that there will be more luck and less luck, so let's give up." ”

"Hell, a galaxy realm, how can you kill the third child with a sword, what is the origin of this person. ”

"There must be a lot of good causes. ”

"If you can't mess with it, then don't mess with it. Let's go, go collect the body of the third child and bury it!"

The two bandit leaders discussed it and gave up their revenge.

In fact, they should be glad that if it weren't for the special circumstances, Fan Lang would have killed more than one person. For Fan Lang, killing one person is not much different from killing everyone present.

......

On the sixth floor of the Chaos Zone of the Lawless Country, this place is called "Alchemy Valley", and there is a terrifying evil alchemist living in the valley.

Alchemists are divided into good and evil, or good and evil.

Righteous alchemists will abide by some taboos, will not use alchemy materials indiscriminately, and will not refine those elixirs with evil effects.

Evil alchemists are just the opposite, they choose materials without taboos, and even use living people to alchemize, any pill is acceptable, poisons and the like are trivial, and there are some pills, which are more poisonous than poisons.

The master of the Refining Human Valley is this kind of taboo-free alchemist, nicknamed Wuji Medicine Venerable!

(End of chapter)