Chapter 130: My hands are sore

The first and third chapters of my hand are sore

"Puff!" A blood sword shot up into the sky, and the old man with a broken arm tried his best to cover his neck, but he couldn't cover it anyway, the blood was like a fountain.

On the contrary, it was Xiao Fan, with an extremely calm expression. It seemed that he did not kill a person, but did a trivial thing.

The old man in Qingpao in the distance saw this scene, his face changed drastically, and he turned around and fled without breaking his arm.

Strong! too strong!

At this moment, Xiao Fan, although only the pinnacle of the Battle Venerable, is not like a sixteen-year-old boy, whether it is the comprehension of combat skills or the use of soul power, but like a man who has stayed in the Battle Venerable for decades. Old monster!

In particular, Xiao Fan's indifferent eyes were not something a teenager should have. Those who didn't know thought which old monster was rejuvenated here.

The green-robed old man flew out for an instant, and there was a sudden sound of metal impact, and the green-robed old man suddenly retreated.

In the jungle, a golden figure flashed by, and a golden lion the size of a meter came out, with golden eyes staring at the green robe old man coldly.

"Little Jin!" the little witch called out excitedly.

Xiaojin stuck his tongue out, extremely humane, and when he looked at the old man in Qingpao, he recovered his kingly temperament.

"Young Master Xiao, please be forgiving! Forgiveness!" The old man in Qingpao knelt on the ground very unconvinced. He had just fought against Xiaojin, and he was almost defeated. In this withered wood, it was impossible to escape even if he wanted to.

"Spare?" Xiao Fan sneered and gave Xiaojin a look.

Xiaojin understood, a golden flash cut through the sky, and the old man in the green robe was swept by sharp claws just as he stood up, turning his body into several segments.

Xiao Fan looked at Xiao Jin in surprise, and said in surprise: "Xiao Jin, have you broken through again?"

Before, Xiaojin was in the early stage of the fifth stage, which was equivalent to the early stage of the battle realm. Now that he breaks through again, isn't it in the middle of the fifth stage, equivalent to the strong man in the middle of the battle realm?

Xiao Jin gave a low growl, nodded, and was also happy for his breakthrough. Its sharp claws were looking for something on the two corpses. After a while, Xiao Jin grabbed two soul rings and handed them to Xiao Fan.

"Thank you." Xiao Fan smiled from ear to ear, with a little surprise in his heart. These two soul rings are worth more than one million lower-grade soul stones. It seems that these two people are not low in the Sun family.

The two of them were dead, and the soul ring naturally became a masterless thing. Xiao Fan's soul power swept away and everything was in sight. In addition to some soul crystals and soul stones, Xiao Fan also found several spirit grasses.

"Huh, is this?" Xiao Fan's gaze suddenly fell on a jade box, and when he opened it, Xiao Fan's eyes widened suddenly: "Sixth-Rank Spirit Grass Dragon Blood Mushroom? This is the master of refining fifth-Rank body fluids. Medicine, with it, you can definitely refine the best body refining fluid!"

In the jade box, lying quietly was a blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum. On top of the Ganoderma lucidum, there were some weird patterns, which looked like dragon patterns.

Some people say that this ganoderma is dyed red with dragon blood, so it is called dragon's blood mushroom.

Xiao Fan was extremely excited, and the value of this dragon's blood mushroom far exceeded the value of everything in the two soul rings. He did not expect that the Sun Clan's Zhanzong powerhouse would have such a good thing in his hands.

Then I searched the two soul rings thoroughly. Except for this dragon's blood mushroom, there was nothing else. What was more special was that there was a broken ancient scroll in a corner of the soul ring.

"This should be the picture scroll to open the killing space." Xiao Fan secretly said, and then throwing two soul rings into his own soul ring inadvertently, but the dragon blood mushroom was carefully preserved by him.

"Xiaojin, wait for me!" Suddenly, the fat man's voice came, and two figures walked out from the ancient forest on the side.

"Lao San, you killed these two people?" The fat man looked at the corpse on the ground in surprise.

"They are from the Sun family and have been chasing me." Xiao Fan nodded and looked at Ling Feng and said, "Boss, please take care of it."

"Okay." Ling Feng waved his probing hand, and a black flame whizzed out, and the two corpses were burned clean after a few breaths.

"Boss, your flame is really a must-have thing for killing people." The fat man chuckled.

"Fuck!" Ling Feng gave the fat man a cold look.

"Boss, don't be so angry, I didn't mean it, was it..." Fatty's momentum instantly weakened a lot.

However, the fat man was interrupted by Ling Feng before he finished speaking, "You dare to say one more word, I will make you a woman!"

The fat man hurriedly covered his mouth with one hand and underneath with the other, he didn't even dare to let go.

Xiao Fan and the little witch looked at the two with puzzled faces. There seems to be a big secret between the two. What secret makes Ling Feng so angry?

Xiao Fan couldn't help turning his gaze to Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin made a few gestures. Xiao Fan suddenly laughed and said in his heart: "So it's like this."

"Xiaojin, I'm never ending with you." Ling Feng looked at Xiao Jin murderously, but Xiao Jin was not afraid, as soon as he let off his momentum, Ling Feng suddenly withered.

"Smelly hooligan, what is so funny." The little witch looked at Xiao Fan with a curious look on her face.

"Lao San, dare you say that I'm never ending with you." Ling Feng grinned.

"Okay, I won't say, don't tell." Xiao Fan burst into laughter. He was imagining what it would be like for two big men, Fatty and Ling Feng, to talk to each other. With Ling Feng's arrogance, it is estimated that this matter will become him. The biggest stain in a lifetime.

It's the fat man, who didn't take this matter to heart at all. After all, this was just accidental, and the strong wind could only be blamed.

Xiao Fan didn't say anything, the little witch stomped her feet angrily, but she was helpless. Naturally, the promise between men couldn't be broken so easily. She decided to wait with Xiao Fan and ask Xiao Fan quietly.

"Okay, Yancheng Autumn Hunting has only about seven days, what do you think?" After a while, Xiao Fan asked the three of them.

"The boss and I didn't kill any soul beasts, and only got ten fourth-order soul crystals, which add up to 10,000 points. It is estimated that there is little hope of entering the top five. You will solve the matter of the five million lower-grade soul stones. "The fat man shrugged, disapprovingly.

Ling Feng nodded. He also knew that it would be impossible to enter the top five with 10,000 points. Then he smiled at the little witch and said, "Shi Yu, how about you? How many points did you get?"

"It's barely more than half a million," said the little witch.

"Five hundred thousand points? It's okay, that's a lot." Ling Feng comforted, but as he spoke, he felt something was wrong, suddenly his pupils shrank and said, "More than fifty... ten thousand?"

"Yeah, more than half a million points, they are all soul crystals, and my hands were sore when I picked them up." The little witch nodded seriously.

Xiao Fan laughed in surprise, but the little witch picked up more than 5,000 Tier 3 soul crystals. After a long time, her hands were really sore.

However, hearing these words in Ling Feng and Fatty's ears made them feel an urge to commit suicide. What does it mean that my hands are sore when I pick them up? Isn't this deliberately annoying?

If it wasn't the little witch who said this, Ling Feng and Fatty would have gone violently.

"Lao San, how about you?" Fatty and Ling Feng had to find comfort from Xiao Fan.