The huge silhouette in the distance vaguely seems to be as fierce as the beast of the broken mountain city, but it shows a majestic atmosphere that attracts guests.

There, that is, the destination of Zhang Fan's trip - Chongxuan City!

Along the way, with the help of the jade slip provided by Feng Cheng, he avoided some dangerous positions, and took the shortest route, in the roar of a group of wild beasts, directly roaring over the wilderness, and trekked for three months before he came here.

This is still Zhang Fan's cultivation is strong enough, and he dares to cross the wilderness without hindrance, otherwise if he is replaced by others, I am afraid that he will have to add more than twice the time.

At this time, Chongxuancheng was already in sight, and even Zhang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Stretching out his hand, under the urging of his spiritual power, the Wind Transformation Blade cut through the tail of the Spotted Shadow Leopard, and then transformed into rigidity and softness, conjuring up a fresh breeze and sending it to his hand.

Plush and supple, mottled and gorgeous, not dazzling, warm and with a musk-like taste, it is the most valuable and coveted part of the spotted leopard - leopard tail!

Although the strength of the spotted shadow leopard is not weak, and it is cunning enough to be difficult to find, the immortal cultivators who specialize in hunting desolate beasts are still very interested in it.

The key to the leopard's fur is its long tail, which not only has the function of changing color with the environment, but also is warm and soft, and it is also the favorite and one of the finest accessories of the friars.

That's what sin you have.

Just because of a good tail, the spotted shadow leopard has changed from an assassin hiding in the shadows to a hunted prey, and this killing disaster also came from this.

The leopard tail in his hand, because Zhang Fan deliberately avoided it when attacking, was very well preserved, without any loss, and the slight spiritual power shook by, shaking off all the dust, and it was clean and beautiful for a while, and the fragrance was overflowing, and it changed into a variety of soft and beautiful colors in the eyes of the two.

"Wan'er, wait until you get to the city and let the special master deal with it, and then take it up to see if it's suitable. ”

Zhang Fan handed the leopard tail to Wan'er and said.

This is also the bad luck of the spotted shadow leopard, who is not good to sneak attack actually wants to sneak attack Zhang Fan, with its stealth method, it is not much difficulty to avoid the divine consciousness of other foundation building monks, but it is simply impossible to avoid Zhang Fan's exploration.

Now that he has advanced to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, Zhang Fan's divine sense strength is directly chasing after Sect Master Jiedan, how can a desolate beast of a low level be able to hide it?

Originally, it was driven away, and such things were very common along the way, but it was so good that Zhang Fan recognized its identity, and then he saw that the "tail" had the intention of turning it into a scarf.

Wan'er smiled sweetly and took it, many years have passed, Zhang Fan only gave her a total of two gifts, whether good or bad, she has always treasured them, and now there is one more.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and was about to take Wan'er into the city, after all, after three months of trekking, he also felt a little uncomfortable, not to mention Wan'er, it was time to take a good rest.

Before he started, he suddenly frowned and paused.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Wan'er noticed his abnormality and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just a few little mice.

Zhang Fan looked at a strange rocky place in the distance and said indifferently.

"Oh!"

Wan'er responded obediently, didn't say more, just took a step back and stood behind his side.

At this moment, a strange laugh came from the pile of stones, and at the same time, a burly figure turned out of it and appeared in front of Zhang Fan and the two of them.

This man was tall and muscular, with thick black hair draped down, covering most of his face, and walked over with a sway, and said with a strange smile as he walked: "Hey, boy, leave the tail and leave the Qiankun bag ......"

As he spoke, he glanced at Wan'er, swallowed his saliva, and added, "Let's leave my little sister with me!"

"Robbery!"

As soon as this person appeared, Zhang Fan had a sense of familiarity, especially the rough appearance was even more familiar, but half of his hair was covered and he couldn't distinguish it.

At this time, as soon as he heard him say this, Zhang Fan didn't mean to delve into it, his expression didn't move, he just narrowed his eyes slightly, and the extremely sharp cold light came out.

I had long heard that around some prosperous cities, there were groups of down-and-out cultivators who made a living by robbing caravans, but I never thought that he would really encounter him today.

Zhang Fan didn't do it immediately, but looked around slightly, and then his heart moved, his eyes turned to a rocky beach not far away, and he said abruptly: "Robbery?

"Get out of here!"

The former sentence is still an ordinary ridicule, and in the latter sentence, word by word, the tongue blooms with spring thunder, rolling waves, hitting and reverberating in the craggy and strange rocks, as if there is substance, shaking some unbalanced boulders trembling more than once, and even arousing falling rocks like rain.

In response, no less than ten people.

From the pile of strange stones, a group of no less than ten immortal cultivators turned out from everywhere, their clothes were different from the previous rough and heroic men, all of them were wearing cloaks sewn from black animal skins, as if ghosts had suddenly appeared.

Zhang Fan was not surprised at all by their number and where they appeared, if he hadn't directly pointed out their location with a loud voice, how could these people have appeared so easily.

What piqued his interest slightly was the black cloaks they were wearing.

The effect of these cloaks is similar to that of magic weapons such as the Obstacle Clothing, but the difference is that its main function is not to shield, but only to weaken - weaken one's divine sense, breath and other exposed things, so that passers-by cannot find it.

The rocky beach where they were hiding was also quite mysterious, it seemed to be some kind of mineral, and there was always a faint fluctuation emanating from it, just to hide their already weak aura.

If it weren't for the fact that he believed that the rough man must have held something, and then carefully swept it with a powerful divine sense, Zhang Fan might not have been able to find their traces.

"Boy, you're very ...... guts"

After the black cloaks appeared, the big man first sneered, then realized that something was wrong, looked back, shrunk his neck, and slowly retreated unnoticed, until he retreated behind a half-man-high stone before stopping.

"Something is wrong!"

"Is this man very powerful?"

The rough man's eyes were rolling to the bone, and even the messy hair that was scattered did not block the flickering in his eyes.

It's not once or twice that he has done this kind of business similar to spying and looking for fat sheep, but it is the first time he has seen those black cloaks so dignified.

Just when his heart was full of doubts, Zhang Fan looked around at these black-clothed cloaks, and said indifferently: "What about the other one?

As soon as his words fell, but after a moment, another black-clothed cloak came out of the chaotic stones, and came straight to the black-clothed cloak in front of him, and he didn't hide it, and said directly in a loud voice: "Big brother, there is no one else, this kid is not from the caravan." ”

"The caravan is still behind, and it will take at least half an hour to reach the rocky beach. ”

This latecomer spoke so unscrupulously, somewhat treating Zhang Fan and the two as dead people, but the leader was much more knowledgeable, and when he heard the words, he just nodded, did not speak, and looked Zhang Fan up and down.

After a while, he suddenly lifted his cloak, revealing an old face with only one eye left, and said, "This fellow Daoist, you also heard it, this is a misunderstanding!"

"It's all this kid, the wrong person. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the palm of his hand, took the rough man directly from behind the stone where he was hiding, pulled the collar and lifted it, shook it and said: "Now the old man will give this kid to Daoyou to dispose of, this matter is revealed, you haven't seen us, and our brothers have also seen Daoyou." ”

"How?"

As soon as the one-eyed old man's voice fell, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and before he could say anything, he heard the rough man crying: "Chief, don't! I don't want to die yet!"

"There are old and small ones, and there are a lot of adults, chief, so let the small ones go as a fart!"

is like the mood that has been brewing for most of the day, as soon as the rough man opens his mouth, he has a handful of snot and tears, and his crying father and mother keep screaming.

For a while, all the black-clothed cloaks showed disdainful expressions, but they didn't show any surprise, obviously what kind of virtue this rough man was, they knew it.

The one-eyed old man threw him to the ground and said loudly, "This fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

He is also a great monk who has built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and it is very rare to be so polite and calm people again and again, even the black-clothed cloaks under his command have never seen the boss like this.

"Is it necessary for this person?"

Everyone was suspicious, but the one-eyed old man had been strict for a long time, and no one dared to question half a sentence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Fan's face for a while.

There are a total of more than ten immortal cultivators in the field, among which Zhang Fan and the one-eyed old man are both foundation building great perfections, and the others are inferior, but even the worst rough man has the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, and on the surface, it seems that the one-eyed old man's side has more advantages.

The one-eyed old man can be said to be a compromise, his subordinates don't understand, but Zhang Fan knows it very well, isn't he afraid that he will have some tricks, which will cause his subordinates to suffer too big losses, and he won't be able to deal with the next caravan later?

He can do this, it is said that Zhang Fan should also be satisfied, according to the normal situation, Zhang Fan is too lazy to worry about these people, but ......, "I'm afraid it's not easy to live in this heavy Xuancheng!"

Isn't it, a dignified foundation building consummation has to lead a team out to rob, which may be due to the reason of being a loose cultivator, but more afraid that the prices in the city are high, and the things needed to tie the pill are too difficult to obtain, so he is forced to use such a method!

"So ......"

Zhang Fan thought in his heart, remembering that due to the cost of alchemy in the previous paragraph, his purse was not very bulging!

Immediately, his eyes swept over a kind of black-clothed cloak, especially on their Qiankun bag for a moment, and then smiled, and said:

"What do you think? No!"

Zhang Fan categorically refused, and the one-eyed old man's face changed suddenly, and he forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "What is the intention of that Daoyou?"

"Robbery, I'm going to rob too!"

"Leave the Qiankun bag and let you live!"

(To be continued)