Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "Although I don't know what happened between you, I warn you not toads want to eat swan meat. A wild boy like you is not worthy of standing with her, only I can be worthy of her." Jiang Xiuwen said coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disgust.

Meng Fan was furious and fucked, and he was another guy who looked down on others.

"Jiang Wei, take action and steal people!" Jiang Xiuwen didn't care about Meng Fan's thoughts at all and said to the five men around him.

If he hadn't been afraid of the strength of the Shicun clan leader, he wouldn't have waited until now. But seeing Meng Fan emerge, he could no longer bear it and wanted to force Mu Shengxue away.

"Stop!" Meng Fan shouted, trying to stop these people.

"It's just an ant from the Hidden God Realm, who dares to be here and go away!" Jiang Xiuwen waved his hand and a puffed air palm, carrying endless rays of light and terrifying destructive power, extremely terrifying.

"boom!"

The air palm exploded in front of Meng Fan and turned into endless Shen Xi.

"Is the young master a little bullying?" The patriarch clapped his hands, and just now he blocked Meng Fan in advance.

"Is this the demeanor of a young master using his spiritual god realm to bully a hidden god realm?"

Jiang Xiuwen picked his eyelids and thought to himself: "This old man is so difficult to deal with. He can't beat him, but he can't beat him."

So he spoke, "What do you mean? Could it be that I have to wait until he practices to the Spirit God Realm before teaching him a lesson? I don't have so much time to waste on an ant."

The mute stood up and shouted, "Aba, Aba."

The patriarch nodded and explained the mute words, "He said you might as well suppress your cultivation to the realm of Tibetan God and fight in the same realm. I believe Miss Mu is also willing to see who is stronger and who is more worthy of entrusting."

Jiang Xiuwen glanced at Mu Shengxue and found that her attention was all on the bastard opposite him, and she was jealous.

"Okay, I'll fight with him in the same realm and see who is stronger."

"I don't agree." Meng Fan shouted.

"What? Are you scared?" Jiang Xiuwen sneered, mocking Meng Fan for being a coward who only hides behind women.

"Who is afraid? I'm afraid of killing you." Meng Fan said sarcastically. "I think it's not enough to fight alone, I should fight gamble."

"What do you mean?" asked the patriarch.

"It is just that two people each take out some bets, and whoever wins the bets will all bets." Meng Fan said.

"Ants are ants, and they also fight. My clothes in Jiang Xiuwen are already more expensive than you add up." Jiang Xiuwen laughed.

"The genius believes you, will you be a rich man like this? I think you are afraid, afraid of losing all your pants." Meng Fan made a skeptical expression.

"Hmph," Jiang Xiuwen snorted coldly, "Go a bet. As long as it is something you can take out, I, Jiang Xiuwen, doubled it."

When Meng Fan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, "No repentance!"

"Tsk, what can you do if you are an ant..." Jiang Xiuwen said very despised, and Meng Fan poured out a large pile of spiritual medicines and pills from the storage bag, at least hundreds of bottles.

"Can you take it out?" Meng Fan asked.

"Hmph, ant. Jiang Wei, give me the storage bag." Jiang Xiuwen also poured out a lot of spiritual medicines and pills from the storage bag, which were only a lot more than Meng Fan's.

"I still have it." Meng Fan took out another storage bag, shook his hand and poured out a bunch of weapons, magic weapons, armor, and silk clothes.

"Jiang Wei, give me the storage bag." Jiang Xiuwen also opened the storage bag and poured out a lot of weapons and magic weapons.

"Are you scared?" Jiang Xiuwen asked proudly.

"I just warmed up just now, and the next one is the highlight." Meng Fan grinned, exactly the same as the smile he had when he was robbed a few days ago.

"Crazy..."

Meng Fan poured out more than a dozen magic weapons, all of which were above the cultivator level, emitting a terrifying light and a terrifying aura.

"Hiss!" Jiang Xiuwen couldn't help but take a breath, and soon became greedy when he was surprised. He thought to himself, although this ant man was stupid, he had many treasures on him. As long as he defeated the other party, these things would all belong to him. His strength would instantly surge.

"Jiang Wei, storage bag!"

Jiang Xiuwen also took out several monk-level magic weapons, and then pieced them together with the five people behind him, and finally got more than twenty magic weapons.

"Is there any more?" Jiang Xiuwen sneered, his eyes full of greed.

Meng Fan also smiled and finally ran into a big fish. If you don’t slaughter this time, then when will you wait?

"This is the Eight Bird Fan. One of the feathers belongs to the Emperor level, and at least it can be regarded as a divine weapon. Can you give me the equivalent?" Meng Fan asked. After all, the divine weapon is more powerful and rare than the cultivator-level magic weapon, and it is difficult for ordinary people to take it out.

"Eight Bird Fan!" Jiang Xiuwen was also slightly shocked. Judging from the aura on it, it was at least a magic weapon of magic weapons.

"Jiang Wei, give me that thing."

"Young Master, don't!" the man behind him shouted, "That is the token of the family, the key to opening the treasure!"

"Give it to me!" Jiang Xiuwen shouted coldly.

The value of the Eight Bird Fan has completely attracted him. If he can win over and does not need to hand over to the family, it will be a great improvement for his own strength.

"Young Master!" the man shouted, hoping that Jiang Xiuwen could change his mind.

"Give it to me! You have to remember who your master is." Jiang Xiuwen has now blinded his eyes greedily and wants to use the treasure that the family temporarily lent him as a bet.

"Give it to me quickly!"

The man still failed to persuade Jiang Xiuwen to return, so he had to hand over the storage bag to his hands.

"This is the Ziyang Demon Heart given to me by the family. It is left over from a god-like demon after his death and is obtained by my human race. It is said that the great demon has accumulated throughout his life and is hidden in an ancient mine, and this demon heart is the key to opening the treasure. I was sent here by the family to find out whether there is a treasure hidden here. Unfortunately, it still disappointed the family. This place is not the place where the treasure is buried."

Jiang Xiuwen was holding a purple jade in his hand, and there was a heart that was beating constantly in the jade. Even though the great demon who became a god was dead, his heart still jumped continuously, as if it was about to grow again.

"Meng Fan, that demon heart is extraordinary. It may not be the demon heart that becomes a god, but the demon heart of the quasi-emperor!" The little fox's voice echoed in Meng Fan's mind, asking him to get the demon heart no matter how.

Meng Fan knew the preciousness of that demonic heart, but he didn't say that.

"You just use a useless demon heart to fool me? You can't eat it or use it as a weapon. You have to be worried all day long, afraid that others will steal it."

"Ignorance child," Jiang Xiuwen cursed, "The real function of this purple-yang demon heart is to assist in practice. The demon clan is proficient in magic and is the "teacher" of my human race. If you have this purple-yang demon heart, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing."

Meng Fan was slightly amazed. He didn't expect that this purple sun demon heart would have such magical effects. Others need to practice for a year, but you only need to practice for half a year. This has greatly improved a person's talent and qualifications!

"What he said is not exactly right," the little fox said, "With that demonic heart, it can indeed increase the speed of cultivation, but at the same time, because the cultivation level grows too fast and the mood cannot keep up with the cultivation level, the inner demon will take advantage of the situation. This is also one of the reasons why the demon clan has a very high mortality rate. Unlike our god clan, we attach importance to physical cultivation, and can tear the sun and moon and swallow the sky with the body alone."

"Since that's the case, you'll be qualified. Add this demon heart to the bet." Meng Fan looked dissatisfied, as if he had suffered a great loss.
Chapter completed!