The bright sword light flashed like a ray of lightning, flashing and disappearing in an instant.
It was like a flash of rainbow light, silent and silent.
It didn't stir up any power, let alone a powerful aura. It appeared without any warning and disappeared without any sound.
But Gong Hao's figure stopped two meters away from Wang Fan, and his figure stiffened.
He stared at Wang Fan with surprise, horror, and even disbelief in his eyes.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
The air seemed to be dead at this moment.
Only the weak wind was still blowing, making people feel a chill.
"You, you, are you showing weakness on purpose? Despicable."
For a long time, Gong Hao struggled to utter a few words, and then a column of blood shot out like a fountain, and he suddenly fell down.
Seal the throat with one knife!
Gong Hao, an outer disciple of Ji Jian Sect and a powerful person in the realm, dies!
"Showing weakness? I can only blame you for being an idiot and having no brains! Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. The one who can laugh proudly to the end is the king."
Wang Fan smiled disdainfully, walked slowly to Gong Hao, and began to search.
As an outer disciple of Ji Jian Sect, Gong Hao must have some good things in him, and Wang Fan will naturally not let them go.
Soon, Wang Fan found a storage bag on Gong Hao.
A storage bag is a pocket used by the strong in Yuanmen to store supplies. It is equivalent to a backpack in the secular world, but the space is much larger than that of a backpack.
Gong Hao's storage bag is not big, only three square meters in size, but it can accommodate a lot of things.
When Wang Fan opened Gong Hao's storage bag and saw the items in the storage bag, his heart couldn't help but beat loudly.
In Gong Hao's storage bag, there were actually hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones, as many as forty or fifty third-level and fourth-level spiritual grasses, and in addition, there were two middle-grade spiritual stones.
Wang Fan looked at these things in the storage bag and felt ecstatic in his heart.
Now he is not the rookie he was back then. He knows that spiritual stones and spiritual herbs are divided into different levels.
Spiritual stones are divided into low-grade spiritual stones, medium-grade spiritual stones, high-grade spiritual stones, and extremely high-grade spiritual stones.
Spiritual grasses are divided into first-level spiritual grasses, second-level spiritual grasses, and ninth-level spiritual grasses from low to high.
The two spiritual stones that Wang Fan photographed in the secular world are the lowest-grade low-grade spiritual stones, and the Tianyun Flower is a fourth-level spiritual grass.
It can be seen from this that Gong Hao's wealth also surprises Wang Fan.
With such resources, he, Wang Fan, is absolutely sure that when he enters the realm in a short time, he will no longer be a handyman disciple, but an outer disciple.
"Gong Hao, just an outer disciple of Ji Jian Sect, is so rich. How rich should the inner disciples and core disciples be?"
"And Jijian Sect is only the last sect among the ten major sects in Tianyun Kingdom. How rich would it be if it were replaced by the disciples of those sects ranked higher?"
Wang Fan murmured to himself, he finally understood why the ancient warriors outside were trying hard to enter Yuanmen, and why the ancient warriors of Yuanmen were so powerful.
Not to mention that the weather aura inside Yuanmen is richer than outside, let’s just say that the cultivation resources are not comparable to those outside.
After Wang Fan put away his storage bag, he stepped directly onto the horse without looking at Gong Hao and left the place in an instant.
A thousand-mile horse can travel a thousand miles in a day. Wang Fan practiced at night and drove during the day. After more than ten days, he saw a city.
More than ten days have passed, and although he looks unshaven, dusty, and haggard, his aura has become more restrained and calm.
In particular, because he had encountered many monsters and experienced countless bloody battles in the past ten days, his body was filled with a strong bloody aura, making him wild and violent.
Even though his aura was restrained, his body was filled with a bloodthirsty explosive power like a beast, which no one dared to underestimate.
Of course, his strength has also entered the Earth Realm as expected, and has stabilized at the first level of the Earth Realm, which is far from the original ninth level of the Extraordinary Realm.
/>"Jijian City, we are finally approaching Jijian Sect. With my current strength, I should be able to become an outer disciple."
Wang Fan looked at the three big characters "Ji Sword City" with flying dragons and phoenixes above the city gate, and murmured in his heart.
Ji Jian City is under the jurisdiction of Ji Jian Sect. Whether it is the majestic Chengdu or its majesty, it is far from comparable to that of Black Ink City.
Moreover, in Jijian City, there are not only Jijian Sect disciples, but also many outside mercenaries and bounty hunters.
Those mercenaries and bounty hunters hunted monsters, obtained monster pills, and came to Jijianmen in exchange for some cultivation materials that were beneficial to themselves.
Of course, they can only exchange for some unimportant cultivation materials, and the sect will not exchange them for those important materials.
But even those materials that are not important in the eyes of the sect are already quite good treasures to them.
Wang Fan led the thousand-mile horse and slowly walked into Jijian City. He looked at the mercenaries or Jijianmen disciples coming and going with their strong breaths, and felt the hustle and bustle in the city, and his mood couldn't help but calm down.
After traveling for so long, I finally saw people and felt popular.
Wang Fan felt that his state of mind seemed to have been sublimated at this moment.
Entering Jijian City, Wang Fancai realized that whether it was popularity or the aura of heaven and earth, Jijian City was far from comparable to the outside world or Black Ink City.
The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards his face. Even without practicing, Wang Fan felt that his realm seemed to be improving, and his body and mind felt relaxed.
"Boy, are you just here? Pay one hundred yuan of low-grade spirit stones to enter the city, otherwise, you will die!"
A cold voice suddenly came, and then Wang Fan saw five young men blocking him with joking expressions on their faces.
Each of these five people had a sharp aura, and their momentum was firmly locked on Wang Fan. Their eyes were full of teasing and coldness, as if Wang Fan would immediately take action if he dared to refuse.
The people around looked at this scene and were not surprised at all. They immediately stood aside and watched the show.
Obviously, this kind of drama would happen frequently in Ji Jian City, otherwise they would not be so calm and indifferent at all.
Wang Fan was also clearly aware that not far away, several groups of young people were rushing over. There was a hint of unwillingness and disappointment in their eyes, and then they retreated into the crowd.
Obviously those people also planned to come over and ask Wang Fan for spiritual stones, but they were overtaken by the five people in front of him.
Wang Fan looked at the five people in front of him and couldn't help but frown slightly.
Blatant robbery, is this kind of thing allowed to happen in Jijian City under the jurisdiction of Jijianmen?
He raised his head slightly and couldn't help but look at the five young men, "It shouldn't be your turn to ask for the city entry fee, right?"
"You openly robbed Ji Jian City and threatened to kill me. Aren't you afraid that Ji Jian Sect masters will cause trouble for you?"
coax!
It was a good thing that Wang Fan didn't say this. As soon as he said this, it immediately caused a burst of laughter.
People were even more convinced that Wang Fan was a rookie coming to Jijian City for the first time, otherwise he would not have said such idiotic words.
As for the other groups of young people who were overtaken by these five people, there was even more pain in their eyes. What a good target, but they were overtaken by others.
"Control? Hehe." The young man among the five couldn't help but laugh, "You are not a disciple of the Jijian Sect. Are you in charge of the Jijian Sect?"
At this point, his tone became cold, "Stop talking nonsense, will you hand over the ten spiritual stones or not? If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame us for being rude!"