The swordsman, jumped down, swung his knife and slashed... Crashing!

He slashed at the python!

The knife flashes!

One knife burst!

Imposing as a rainbow!

Unexpectedly, with a knife, the huge snake head, which had just been raised high, suddenly fell, bang, and stirred up the dust on the ground.

Monty Python is dead!

The swordsman, the shot is extraordinary, actually killed this fifth-level demon beast in seconds, powerful!

"Grass!"

However, Brother Huzi pouted, he was not surprised by the appearance of the swordsman, nor did he think that the cultivation of the swordsman was so powerful.

He was still proud: "Don't think that you are great with a knife, a hundred year old danhua, if I don't agree, none of you can take it!" The

white-faced scholar looked like a bird.

He shook his fan slightly.

The four blurry, hazy, and ghostly shadows shifted and converged around the white-faced scholars, forming an arch guard.

"We'd better talk."

The white-faced scholar said coldly: "Otherwise, if there is a real fight, I am afraid that no one will be able to take advantage!" The

swordsman was silent for a moment.

In fact, he is estimating the strength of Brother Huzi and the white-faced scholar, and the result of the estimation, he thinks: they are similar to each other.

"It's okay to talk."

The swordsman said in a low voice.

The corners of Brother Huzi's mouth showed a slight arc and sneered.

He looked at the white-faced scholar: "What do you say?"

"Centennial Danhua, belong to me, but I can compensate you both."

The white-faced scholar said: "I compensate you, 200,000 spirit stones each, hmph, it's fair!" "

Cut!"

Brother Huzi sneered: "Fair fart, little white face, you are stupid as a brother... Such a century-old pill flower, the price in the market is at least 1 million spirit stones, and even find a good danfang, you can sell 1.1 million, 1.2 million spirit stones for the price. "

Grass mud horse, little white face, you give us 200,000 spirit stones per person, you can earn 600,000 spirit stones yourself, or 700,000, 800,000 spirit stones, minus what you give us, you will also net hundreds of thousands of spirit stones... You want to be beautiful! The

swordsman's gaze was unkind, and he glared fiercely at the little white face.

He said viciously: "You don't want to be beautiful, I think you want to die!"

"Hmph!"

The white-faced scholar's tone became more and more cold: "I don't plan to resell and make the difference, I plan to give this century-old pill flower to the same junior sister."

"Add another 100,000 spirit stones."

"I'll give each of you 300,000 spirit stones, that's okay, it's a flat price!"

"Not enough, little white face, hehe, you are very rich, spend hundreds of thousands of spirit stones... Flattering chicks?

"None of your business!"

"Lick the dog, lick the dog, lick to the end, nothing."

"Bearded, you look for death!"

"Vozh, you're coming to kill me, come on!"

"Hey, don't argue!"

The swordsman spoke again.

However, this time, the lion opened his mouth: "500,000 spirit stones!"

"Little white face, you give us each of them, 500,000 spirit stones, this century-old pill flower, it will belong to you!"

"Bastard, you grab money!"

"There is no money, then I destroyed this danhua with a knife, and none of us want to get it!"

"Madman!"

"Nima!"

......

Now.

Centennial danflowers, quietly blooming.

Rich floral fragrance.

Excellent texture.

Lingzhi boutique.

That's worth 1 million spirit stones, or even more.

So.

No one wants to give up!

......

Song Yuan, they came.

From a distance, he and the divine doctor and the fat girl all smelled this strange and unique floral fragrance.

At that time, the divine doctor accurately judged: "The century-old danhua is about to bloom!" "

So, of course, Song Yuan, they rushed over.

"Oh?"

When the Divine Medicine Hundred Herbs looked at it from afar, he was stunned and stopped.

He saw: Brother Beard, White-faced Scholar, and Swordsman, they presented a three-legged confrontation.

Moreover, all of them are masters of the Nether Realm.

"This?"

Divine Medicine Nong Baicao hesitated, he didn't want to wade through this muddy water, so he was provoked.

The fat girl said: "What's there, I'll go kill them and take down this danhua." "

Don't!"

Divine Medicine Nong Baicao quickly grabbed the fat girl, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't worry, even if you take this danhua, what is the use?"

"My cultivation is not enough, and I am not blessed to accept this danhua; Your cultivation is too high to need this dan flower at all. The

divine doctor said: "Medicine? Make hay? Alas, am I so close to a little spirit stone?

"Moreover, they are very strong, Xu Le, if you really rush over, they will beat you together... Are you facing three Netherworld masters at the same time, sure you will win? "

Oh."

The humble, powerful fat girl, but obediently stayed where she was, but went.

After all.

The fat girl is the apprentice of the divine doctor, in fact, she usually listens to the master.

Song Yuan smiled.

His thoughts were clear: "I am now a Dan Cheng Realm heavy, well, the century-old Dan flower is just right for me." "

Leg lift.

Go.

"Hey!"

Song Yuan is handsome, a beautiful son, with a smile, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.

He walked straight to the hundred-year-old danhua.

Meanwhile.

Song Yuan greeted Brother Huzi, the white-faced scholar, and the swordsman: "What do you want to do, fight?" Well, you guys go ahead, I don't bother you. "

That's how he is.

He had already walked to the danhua, stopped and watched.

"Me!"

"Who are you?"

"Brother, you don't exist when the three of us don't exist, you think you can take this flower just like this..."

They shut up.

Song Yuan naturally, easily, raised his hand, he did not take it off, but uprooted this century-old dan flower and put it in the storage bag.

Oh.

"The danhua is mine."

Song Yuan turned around, looked at Brother Hu Zi and them lightly, and asked, "Do you have any opinions?" Brother

Bearded shook his head.

The white-faced scholar Mu Ran did not express the slightest objection.

The swordsman also shook his head.

They turned out to have no opinion ?!

"Good."

Song Yuan smiled and said, "Goodbye." "

He's gone.

Brother Huzi, the white-faced scholar, and the swordsman were motionless, and they did not dare to make any moves to block Song Yuan, and even the idea of joining forces to deal with Song Yuan was unobtainable!

Because they clearly and unmistakably felt the wisp of breath exuded by Song Yuan... Jindan breath!

Jindan Realm!

Cultivator level: forging body, gathering qi, foundation building, tongmai, huaxi, dancheng, tongyu, dongxi, jindan.

The Southern Ming Emperor, the existence above the Fifth Realm of Tongyu, is already very powerful and terrifying!

So, what about the existence beyond the shadows?

More powerful cave void realm!

More powerful Jindan Realm!

Simply !

Therefore, Song Yuan exuded a wisp of golden pill aura, bearded brother, white-faced scholar, swordsman, they all shivered, stood in place, strong, did not crawl and kneel, they already felt that they were very courageous.

Where would they dare to stop Song Yuan?

"Oh, right."

When Song Yuan was leaving, he still reminded them seemingly concerned, "Who is to blame?" You all restrained each other, you all wanted to get the danhua, but you didn't get any of them... Very angry, right?

"Then you fight each other, kill each other, and kill each other fiercely, so that you can vent your anger!"

"Don't hold back!"

"Holding your breath, getting angry, hurting your body."

"Huh?"

Brother Huzi bowed his head and said nothing.

He cursed his mother in his heart.

The white-faced scholar, hehe, he showed an awkward but polite, smile.

The swordsman walked away silently.

He just wanted to be farther away from Song Yuan, farther away..."I don't want to die!" "

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