"Pang Jian!"
Zhang Bin was shocked.
The next moment, his face turned cold and his eyes darkened.
"Han Ting..."
He snorted coldly, thinking that Pang Jian left the First Peak and specifically found the Emerald Lake because he must be looking for Han Ting.
Just last night, boatman Gao Yuan specially asked a friend to give Han Ting something.
He knew that Gao Yuan and Han Ting had nothing to do with each other, so... the person who gave the gift was Pang Jian!
Only after Pang Jian's identity as a hunter was exposed, in order to win back Han Ting, did he use financial means to win Han Ting's favor.
After all, the only thing Pang Jian can get at the moment is a massive amount of spiritual stones.
"Spiritual stones! There are also many rare spiritual materials!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Bin suddenly became excited.
This is Emerald Lake, not the first peak of Yuan Mang. Private fights are not restricted here!
Jiuyuan, Lou Yunming, Yang Rui, those powerful figures who showed malice towards Pang Jian, are all at the trading ground on the top of the First Peak at the moment, as are Qi Qingsong, Zhao Yuanqi and others!
If they could kill Pang Jian during this period, get the storage bracelet Pang Jian was wearing, and then successfully escape from Yuan Mang...
At the thought of this, Zhang Bin's blood boiled all over his body!
"Fang Xin, Lin Fan, Tu Hui, Zhang Long!"
Zhang Bin suddenly got into the tent.
His voice became thicker and he said in a deep voice: "I saw Pang Jian! Most of the casual cultivators near Emerald Lake don't recognize him. Now there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get rich right in front of us!"
He spoke his mind.
"There are at least more than one million spiritual stones in Pang Jian's storage bracelet! More than one million!"
"Zhang Bin, kill him! As long as you get that storage bracelet, what kind of woman can't you find?"
"Dry!"
Several casual cultivators who were accustomed to living a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife decided to take the risk without much hesitation.
"Walk!"
Several people stepped out of the tent and followed Pang Jian silently.
At this time, Han Ting, who had mocked Zhang Bin with cold words, had returned to her tent.
She didn't know that on the other side of her, Pang Jian was walking towards the Emerald Lake alone.
Around the Emerald Lake, there were also many low-level casual cultivators who saw Dubu Pang Jian.
They didn't pay much attention.
A few mornings ago, Pang Jian, who took out the horn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast to sell, only appeared for a moment.
As soon as the deal was concluded, Pang Jian simply left.
It was too early, and the casual cultivators here had not yet reached the top of the mountain due to the distance, so they did not see Pang Jian.
Yesterday, when Pang Jian took out the precious spiritual materials at the trading venue, it was the deadline of the free trading day, and it was also past noon.
Most of the low-level casual cultivators near Emerald Lake are not qualified to participate in the trade fair in the next three days, and a few lucky entrants also appeared in the first two days.
Therefore, although Pang Jian's name is very loud in Yuan Mangshadi, not many people have actually seen him.
"clatter!"
Pang Jian's steps suddenly stopped.
Where he was at the moment, there were no tents or cloud sails of casual cultivators nearby. This was a very remote place.
He had been forcibly suppressing his inner mania, looking at the sparkling emerald lake, silently running the "Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique" so that he could stay calm at all times.
"There is no chance to participate in the competition..."
Beside the rippling blue lake, a young man dressed in black looked gloomy, and a volcano was boiling in his heart.
After preparing so hard for so long and raising millions of spirit stones, he originally wanted to disappear from Yuan Mang's shattered land without anyone noticing after successfully rescuing Luo Hongyan.
He didn't want to cause a bloody storm, and he didn't want to involve all the practitioners who entered Yuanmang.
Cao Mang, Mrs. Hua, Jiuyuan, refused to give him this opportunity.
"The fifth realm is only for those below level seven, and the top six alien warriors and ferocious beasts are only at the concentration level."
"In Yuanmang Broken Land, there are many human cultivators gathered, so it is not impossible to win. At the worst, there will be a major repairman from the second realm to deal with it."
"Rather than letting alien warriors ascend to the fourth realm and attack the cities of mortals who don't know how to practice, it's better to leave it to these powerful practitioners to face."
"In the third realm, the major sects still have many restrictions and only allow clansmen and vassals of the seven major families to migrate."
"Mortals can only wait to die in vain?"
"The Fourth Realm should not be responsible for starting the war. I will let it burn directly in the Third Realm!"
"..."
Pang Jian's eyes flickered, sometimes cold and fierce, sometimes showing a trace of hesitation.
After a while.
He breathed slowly, silently adjusted his mood, looked ahead and began to scrutinize the details.
The Emerald Lake in front of him was the location he had chosen long ago.
He planned to sneak into the bottom of the Emerald Lake quietly later when no one was paying attention, burying himself in the mud under the lake bottom, with only the bronze medal exposed and releasing a bright wave of light.
He wants to use the light waves of the bronze medal to condense into a mirror tunnel connecting the fifth realm on the surface of the Emerald Lake.
He would rather lead the racial war to break out in Yuan Mang Shattered Land than allow Luo Hongyan to fall into Jiu Yuan's hands!
Cao Mang and Mrs. Hua, these two hypocritical casual cultivators, must also pay the price for what they have done!
He wants to destroy the entire Yuan Mang Broken Land!
"Huh?"
Suddenly, he felt someone approaching quietly.
Pang Jian, who couldn't help but have many crazy and evil thoughts in his heart, frowned and waited for the person to approach.
A group of five people slowly appeared.
"Pang Jian, you are just a hunter from the fourth realm, pretending to be a member of a big family, and even Han Ting was deceived by you..."
Zhang Bin's eyes were filled with malice.
Fang Xin and the four men had already tacitly dispersed when he was speaking, approaching in an encircling posture.
"Zhang Bin?"
Pang Jian, who was full of evil desires, didn't intend to listen to the whole story until he noticed the malice in several people's eyes.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Pieces of bright moon blades, flashing with icy cold light, suddenly flew out from his palm.
The new moon blade, which combines lunar energy, extreme cold power and mellow spiritual power, with Pang Jian as the center, is like an evil flower in full bloom, suddenly bursting with many petals.
The silver moon blade whistled miserably in mid-air, constantly releasing bone-chilling ice.
"Crack! Click!"
Fang Xin, who was at the lowest level, was instantly decapitated under the influence of several moon blades!
Fang Xin's exquisite spiritual skills and the shimmering spiritual weapon in his hand were chopped to death by the Moon Blade before he could even show them.
The moon blade slashed at her as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
But at this time, Zhang Bin hadn't even finished what he said!
Upon seeing this, the three casual cultivators named Lin Fan, Tu Hui, and Zhang Long were horrified and took out their protective shields one after another.
Three bright yellow, green and black, and white jade-like shields formed suddenly, and were chopped into pieces by the moon blade "Puff Puff".
The three casual cultivators, who were at the same level as Pang Jian and were also in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm, suddenly felt their scalps numb.
"Zhang Bin, this guy is pricking his hands!"
"In my opinion..."
Before they could finish their words, Pang Jian was like a tiger that penetrated the flock of sheep. While raising more moon blades with his wave, he forced his way into the circle formed by the three of them.
"Wow!"
A green shield formed by spiritual power, starlight, moon energy and extreme cold power was violently sacrificed by Pang Jian.
He used his extremely strong protective shield to hold up Lin Fan's halberd, Tu Hui's blood spear, and Zhang Long's silver axe, approaching at close range.
"Boom! Boom!"
Pang Jian's fists, like bloodthirsty anchor hammers, hit the chests of the three people one after another, causing the sternums of the three people to dent suddenly, and each of them died with their internal organs shattered.
"Pang Jian, I..."
Zhang Bin retreated in fear.
"Pang Jian!"
Han Ting, who was in the tent, heard Zhang Bin's scream in fear, suddenly opened the curtain and rushed out, heading straight to the direction of the sound.
"Pang Jian?"
"Someone is fighting in the corner of Emerald Lake!"
"Go over and have a look!"
The casual cultivators who were sitting in meditation were alerted one after another, and like Han Ting, they flashed past.
"Pang Jian, you are here for no reason..."
Zhang Bin, who held out a light blue gang mask, continued to form seals with his hands, condensing into clusters of dark blue flames.
When he retreated with a pale face, dozens of clusters of dark blue flames appeared inside his shield, slowly spinning like a Ferris wheel.
Finally, he retreated to a place where the casual cultivators who came after hearing the news could see him.
At this time, those who came over also saw Zhang Bin's embarrassed state at this moment.
Zhang Bin, who was retreating frantically, faced a dense bush, as if there was a terrifying demon hiding in it.
Zhang Bin's body was trembling just like his voice!
"who is it?"
"Who is chasing Zhang Bin?"
"I seemed to hear a name, and it felt a little familiar..."
The casual cultivators were still communicating with each other when they came quickly.
"call out!"
A dazzling silver spear suddenly flew out from the dense grass, hitting Zhang Bin like a lightning bolt.
"call!"
In the mid-air where the bright silver spear passed, there was actually a long white mist tunnel.
The severe chill transmitted through the white mist shattered the plants under the grass below!
"puff!"
The spear effortlessly pierced the shield Zhang Bin used to protect his body, and the cold force annihilated all the dark blue flames!
When the bone-chilling chill penetrated his body, Zhang Bin shivered and felt a pain in his chest.
The spear immediately came out of his body, and Zhang Bin's body was covered in crystal-like ice.
As he was retreating violently, his body was leaning backwards. He should have fallen to the ground but was strangely fixed by the ice blocks all over his body.
Before the casual cultivators who gathered around understood what was happening, they saw a spear flying away from the grass, carrying an astonishing amount of cold air, and piercing Zhang Bin's body as he continued to retreat.
They saw Zhang Bin die tragically in an instant.
I also saw the dead Zhang Bin, in an awkward posture, frozen by the thick ice.
"ah!"
Han Ting covered her mouth and exclaimed.
She was worried about Pang Jian's safety, but she didn't expect that the first thing she saw when she came over was the scene of Zhang Bin being killed cleanly!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Some people yelled and cursed and couldn't help but retreat.
I saw that the bright silver spear that assassinated Zhang Bin did not stop in the void, and suddenly stabbed towards him.
"I……"
Xu Li, who was not wearing the Blood Moon costume, had no time to talk to Jiu Yuan, nor did he have time to change into the Blood Moon costume. He also ran away like Zhang Bin.
He is in the late stage of the Xiantian realm, but so is Zhang Bin!
Zhang Bin died so quickly and miserably that he had no confidence at all. He just wanted to stay away from this life-threatening spear and call on the powerful Dongxuan Realm experts from Blood Moon to help him fight.
"call out!"
A bright silver spear like a silver dragon was masterfully controlled, releasing an extremely cold breath that could freeze the soul.
The spear was still lingering in the white cold mist, and it kept staring at Xu Li, forcing Xu Li to the rock wall at the foot of the Seventh Peak Mountain.
"Pfft!"
The spear penetrated Xu Li and pinned him to the rock wall.
In the end, Xu Li of the Blood Moon was unable to take out his clothes and put them on. He was not even able to say a single word or reveal his identity as a member of the Blood Moon disciple.
"Pang..."
Han Ting bit her lower lip, her beautiful eyes sparkling with color, and she stared blankly at a figure slowly emerging from the grass.
She could never imagine in her wildest dreams that this young man in black, who had been criticized recently, was also at the Xiantian realm, and could kill Zhang Bin, who had reached the late stage of the Xiantian realm, with the ease and ease of slaughtering a pig or dog.
She had a vague feeling that Pang Jian's true cultivation level was even inferior to Zhang Bin's.
"How did you do it?"
What Han Ting was thinking about was not why Zhang Bin provoked Pang Jian, nor why Pang Jian suddenly killed him.
She just felt extremely incredible because of Pang Jian's terrifying fighting power.
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