"As expected, you are still a little rich woman."
"Give me back my spiritual stone!"
Seeing so many spiritual stones, An Ran's eyes darkened and he made an angry sound.
"That's enough. You can certainly enter Wanbao Pavilion."
Facing the spiritual stones all over the ground, Qian Rong felt his eyes go dark and felt even more suffocated.
"As a human being, don't look down upon others. There are many people in this world that you cannot afford to offend."
"let's go!"
Mu Bei shook his head, his eyes were cold, and he was very unhappy.
Following Mu Bei's words, Li Xianxian put away the spirit stone and turned to leave.
"You can't afford to offend!"
"I can't afford to offend!"
...
Mu Bei's voice shook Qian Rong's heart, his chest was filled with anger, the fat on his fat cheeks was trembling, and his eyes were gloomy.
"There are many people in this world that I cannot afford to offend."
"But, it's definitely not you."
"Why do you teach me a lesson? Why do you enter the third level of Wanbao?"
At this time, looking at the figure getting further and further away, his eyes flashed and he sneered at Mu Bei.
A pair of gloomy eyes kept looking at Mu Bei, moving around the waists of the three of them, and then calmed down.
"Among the three, this one is simply dressed in simple clothes. He is far different from the other two. He is obviously not of the same level."
"Furthermore, these two people have space bags around their waists, but this person does not. It is estimated that they are accompanying them."
"A mere follower dares to offend me!"
At this moment, Qian Rong kept thinking and looking, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
As for the ring on Mu Bei's hand, it was ignored.
"You are talking to me!"
With deep eyes, Mu Bei's footsteps stopped and he spoke slowly.
"Who do you think you are? Look at your poor clothes. We don't welcome you in Wanbao Pavilion. Get out of Wanbao Pavilion."
"Poor clothes!"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Bei was stunned, and even An Ran and Li Xianxian looked surprised.
"Good fellow, the Tongtian Spirit Robe is said to be poor clothing. If Tie Qingqing hears this, this guy will probably be quartered by five horses."
An Ran felt his scalp numb and looked sadly at the fat man in front of him. He was really pitiful.
"Wanbao Pavilion is good, really good."
"It is said that your Wanbao Pavilion has a very good eye for appreciating Wanbao. Now it seems that it is nothing but bullshit."
"Bold, you dare to insult me, Wanbao Pavilion, come here and beat me to death with a stick."
As he spoke, Qian Rong's eyes were cold and murderous, and there was even a touch of pride.
He wanted to kill the person in front of An Ran directly.
Thinking of this, even more pleasure arises.
Suddenly, several auras emerged, advancing towards Mubei again.
"I have a spiritual robe that reaches the sky, but I can bear the word "poor" on the label, but I can't bear it."
"Look carefully at what the poor clothes in your mouth are."
His eyes were cold, and with a thought in his mind, spiritual power entered his clothes, and a spiritual light emerged, towering into the sky, with the intention of killing, and he rose up from the pavilion.
The contrast between front and back is as great as the difference between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the whole place was shaken.
"You, the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, don't know the treasures well enough. You insult me and slap me in the face."
Mu Bei made a sound, and a palm came towards him. His five-fingered palm shot out of the air and struck directly at the fat man's big face.
Snapped!
Five-finger palm prints suddenly appeared on the left side of Qian Rong's face, which turned from red to purple and gradually oozing blood. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he had a look of fear on his face.
"Who is this?"
"Defense Lingbao, which sect's people are so dignified?"
The soaring energy directly shocked everyone present, and some even looked greedy.
"You are only at the middle level of Qi Condensation, but you are already carrying a spiritual treasure. This is simply wealth that comes to your doorstep."
Suddenly, many people at the scene were moved, and they even had murderous intentions towards Mu Bei.
"Defense Lingbao, who are you?"
At this moment, Qian Rong couldn't care less about his injuries and was terrified.
"If you don't respect Tongtian, slap him again."
Mu Bei spoke again, and the sound of piercing the air came out again, and Qian Rong also had five-finger palm prints on the right side of his face, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
This time, the person who took action was no longer Li Xianxian, but An Ran.
He is not as gentle as Li Xianxian.
With one palm, Qian Rong was beaten to death, and his breath was sluggish.
"You said that I am not qualified to enter the third level of Wanbao."
"Then, before you die, open your dog eyes and take a good look."
Mu Bei suddenly felt murderous intent and no longer suppressed his emotions.
Waves came out from the index finger of his left hand, and the next moment, spiritual energy filled the sky.
Wow!
The high-grade spiritual stones fell down like a violent storm, directly hitting Qian Rong's body.
In an instant, a bloody color appeared, and blood overflowed, turning into blood.
As for Qian Rong, he refused to close his eyes, his eyes widened angrily, and he stared into the sky, extremely shocked.
"A top-grade spiritual stone is a top-grade spiritual stone."
"At least a hundred."
"Grab it!"
Countless high-grade spiritual stones were exposed, and many people could no longer hide their greed. They got up, moved with spiritual power, looked crazy in their eyes, and came towards Mubei with murderous intent.
"Grab the spirit stone and the spirit robe!"
At this moment, countless people came crazy with such thoughts.
"You are worthy of stealing my spirit stone."
With a wave of his hand, Mu Bei put away the high-quality spiritual stones one by one, then took out the ring with his heavy sword and went up with the sword in hand.
锵锵锵
The sound of knives is endless, blood is sprinkled in the sky, and people are destroyed!
One man and one sword, armed with an unparalleled sword, cut off greed in all directions.
At this moment, Mu Bei transformed into a murderer, killing everyone in the future one by one, his sword stained with blood and his eyes piercing.
One person and one sword can block the world alone.
"This guy is a devil, a devil!"
"Go, go, go!"
...
Use blood to quell greed, until the heavy knife is stained with blood, some people gradually become clear-eyed, scream in fear, and flee one after another.
However, within a moment, the first level of Wanbao had turned into a land of bloody light, filled with the aura of blood.
"Alas, this little friend has done me Wanbao injustice."
At this time, there was a sound.
At some point, an old man appeared not far in front of Mu Bei, looking at Mu Bei with a smile on his face.
"A person from Wanbao Pavilion?"
"The master of Wanbao Pavilion has a lot of treasures."
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for my little friend to kill like this."
"What's wrong!"
"It's just a black sheep. As for this person, he was blind and blind. He died of a high-grade spiritual stone. It's an honor for him."
Mu Bei resisted the immense power with his frail posture, his expression unchanged.
"It's his own fault."
"Being smashed to death by a high-grade spiritual stone is considered a blessing."
"I don't know what sect my little friend is. I can't say that I have some ancestral connection with my little friend."
"Zhen Xuan Zong Tong Tian's disciple, Mu Bei."
Mu Bei put away his sword and gave his name.
"Disciples of Tongtian Peak, stay safe!"
"Disciple of Tongtian Peak, Li Xianxian, my father Li Wuyou!"
At the same time, An Ran and Li Xianxian reported their names at the same time.
"Haha, who am I talking about? It turns out to be the young master of the An family, the niece of the Li family. It's better to meet her than to be famous."
"Speaking of which, your parents and I are old acquaintances. This is nothing, so forget it."
"However, I'd better be careful, little friend, so that my wealth is not exposed."
Hearing the names of An Jia and Li Wuyou, Bao Duoduo raised his eyebrows and laughed.
The words he spoke were sincere and full of the demeanor of an elder.
"That's it. Thank you, senior. I will pay more attention to this in the future."
Mu Bei bowed slightly, then turned around and left with Li Xianxian and An Ran, stepping onto the second floor of Wanbao Pavilion.
Of course, accompanying him was the boy from Wanbao Pavilion.
At this time, after witnessing everything, he was already trembling and amazed.
"The one who makes a home!"
"Also Li Wuyou's daughter, obviously her status is not as high as that young man's!"
After Mubei and others left, Bao Duoduo fell into deep thought.
