Seeing this scene, the fat man's mouth twitched and asked, "Are you kid just trying to scare people?"
Perhaps deep down, he still didn't quite believe that this young man's cultivation would be stronger than that of the man surnamed Li. After all, the other party was a cultivator at the level of a great spiritual master. Even if he couldn't see through his cultivation level, at best he was probably at the peak of a spiritual master who was slightly higher than him!
What's more, if he was really strong, he shouldn't be so scared that his legs went weak and he sat on the ground like he is now, right
"Shh!"
She made a gesture to keep quiet, looked around, then picked up the two beast crystals and took a look: "This is really a good thing, not every magical beast has it." She played with the two beast crystals and then put them into the space, then looked at the pile of things on the ground, waved her hand, and put them all into the space.
Seeing this, the fat man looked at him strangely, thinking that this man did not understand something.
You say he is weak! But he can kill Chen Xuehai, a peak spiritual master, in seconds. You say he is strong! But why don't we see the pride and complacency of a strong man in him? Instead, he is neurotic and weird.
"The things on him are given to you." Fengjiu gestured and looked at Chen Xuehai's body on the ground.
"Thank you." The fat man clasped his fists and thanked, then put away the bag around his waist and looked at the dead person with mixed feelings.
I didn't expect that our relationship as brothers would end like this.
"Let's go." Fengjiu patted his shoulder and said.
The fat man responded, and finally, he condensed a cluster of fire in his body with his palm, burning his body to ashes to prevent it from being torn apart by the monster.
Feng Jiu in front looked back, her lips curled slightly, her eyes flickered, this fat man is a man of affection and righteousness.
The two walked forward. Under the guidance of Fengjiu, Fatty was surprised to find that they did not encounter any formations. He became more and more curious about Fengjiu's identity.
"Xiao Jiu, are you really a student from Xingyun's outer courtyard?"
"Don't I look like one?" She glanced at him and asked with a smile.
The fat man shook his head: "No, your strength should be above mine, and not inferior to that of a great spiritual master!" He paused and said: "Although I have never been to Xingyun, I know that with such strength, you are definitely a top student in Xingyun."
"Hehe!" She grinned but didn't say anything else.
The fat man knew what was going on when he saw this, and knowing that he didn't want to say it, he didn't ask any more questions.
It was not until a powerful breath suddenly came towards them that the two of them quickly stepped back and stopped.
"Hiss! Such a strong spiritual power fluctuation!" The fat man exclaimed when he saw the spiritual power fluctuation and sword energy in the air. He pondered and said, "The disciples and students who come here to train can't have such strength. I guess they are villains or evil cultivators."
Fengjiu looked at the breath in the air, narrowed her eyes, and said, "Wait here for me, I'll go take a look ahead." As she spoke, a red figure flashed forward, so fast that even Fatty couldn't stop it.
“Hahaha! Those sects and people from Xingyun are blind. They actually sent in Xiang Hua, the famous left protector of Tianyuan Palace, as a villain whose strength is only at the spiritual master level.”
Seven or eight evil cultivators surrounded a middle-aged man with an untidy beard and laughed sinisterly: "But it's true, Xiang Hua is almost a useless person nowadays, otherwise, we would not have met you here! Hahahaha!"