Didi was stunned for a moment, then quickly retreated to Han Feng's side and said loudly: "My eldest brother is here. I can't make the decision. If you have anything to do, go to him!"
"Hey, I didn't expect you to have a big brother. Is this pretty boy pretending to be concentrating with his eyes closed?" The tall, thin man pointed at Han Feng and mocked.
"That's it, hurry up and deliver the spirit stone, otherwise you will lie here completely today and never want to cross the White Crocodile River again!" Another casual cultivator was fair and fair, except for a half-foot-long knife on his face. The scar ruined his appearance, giving him a ferocious look.
Han Feng opened his eyes, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, and stood up suddenly. Without saying a word, he disappeared from the place. The next moment, he suddenly appeared behind the scarred young man, reaching out and grabbing his neck. In an instant, a restriction was set up on his body, completely sealing it. If he dared to resist, his head would be missing immediately.
Han Feng's speed was too fast, completely beyond the scarred young man's reaction ability, making him terrified.
"You, spare your life..."
The young man with the scar was sweating on his forehead and said tremblingly.
The other two casual cultivators turned pale with fright and scattered to the side in a panic. They looked at Han Feng in confusion, their expressions were extremely ugly, and they obviously knew that they had encountered a ruthless person.
"Didn't you ask me to pay the spirit stone? Why did you say spare your life again?" Han Feng asked coldly, not looking at the lamb to be slaughtered at all, but squinting at the two casual cultivators.
"Brother, we were blind and didn't know that the real dragon was here. We still hope that the cost of crossing the river will be paid for by us!" The tall and thin man calmed down and immediately said with his hands cupped in his fists.
"That's it?" Han Feng sneered.
The tall, thin man and his companion looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment. They seemed to be in a dilemma.
"That's right, I have to pay 1.8 million spiritual stones at least, otherwise I will look down on my elder brother. Are you going to die or not!" Didi recovered from Han Feng's thunderous method and hurried over. Next to Han Feng, he first hit the scarred young man on the head hard, then glared at the two casual cultivators and shouted.
"Boy, don't be aggressive. Do you know which gang we are from?" Another casual cultivator looked like he had a fortune. He was boxy and not very old, probably in his early thirties. At this time, he heard Upon hearing Didi's words, he immediately glared.
Didi suffocated slightly and asked in a slightly slower tone: "Which gang are you from?"
"Yuanlong Gang!" A look of pride flashed in the man's eyes, and he said calmly.
"never heard of that!"
Unexpectedly, as Han Feng said these words, he suddenly moved and disappeared on the spot again. There were two soft "bang bang" sounds. When his figure appeared, the two casual cultivators were already lying on the ground. The ground groaned in pain.
The two casual cultivators maintained a high degree of tension, but they had no time to react. Han Feng kicked away their own defenses. Their whole bodies felt like they were struck by lightning. They rolled dozens of feet away before falling to the ground. They even stood up. I can't even squeeze out my strength.
"Haha, I haven't heard of it either. Hand over the spirit stones to me quickly, or else I will strip you naked and leave you with nothing!" Didi was extremely excited and said from the side in a fake tone.
In fact, he knew this gang well, and his heart had already thumped. Who would have thought that Han Feng would attack boldly and beat them to the ground with three strikes, five divided by two, and he could only follow suit and show off his power. Anyway, things have already happened. , the sky is falling because Han Feng is holding it up.
"Have you really never heard of it?" Han Feng saw his expression and suddenly asked through a voice transmission.
"Uh, no, there is..." Didi didn't seem to expect that Han Feng would ask a question suddenly, and couldn't help but being a little incoherent.
"Really?" Han Feng stared at him and asked in a low voice.
"I've heard of it, but I really don't understand it!" Didi was frightened by Han Feng's eyes and responded with her heart beating faster.
"Just asking you a few questions, does this gang have any monks in the Danjie realm? Or can they invite the Danjie old monster?" Han Feng still asked through the air.
"This is really not the case. I can guarantee that even though this place is close to the headquarters of Yuxian Sect, it is still rare to see monks in the core formation realm. At least monks at our level cannot see them often, let alone the old monster with core formation! Didi said firmly.
"Among the casual cultivator alliances in this area, there are only three big gangs guarding the old monster Jiedan, and there is only one of them! The Longyuan Gang is just a small gang, and it is not qualified to have anything to do with them!" Didi Afraid that Han Feng would be worried, he added.
"Why?" Han Feng was surprised. Logically speaking, this place is located deep in the Jianyun Mountains and close to the Yuxian Sect. There are sufficient resources for various cultivations. Even for casual cultivators, there is no reason why there cannot be strong men in the Danjie Realm.
"Because most of the alchemy-forming monks have been taken away by various sects, the old alchemy-forming monsters in the loose cultivator alliance in this area still belong to Yuxian Sect, which is equivalent to being appointed by Yuxian Sect to suppress us casual cultivators. Repaired!" Didi explained seriously.
"In that case, let's stop talking nonsense and go over and kill them directly!" Han Feng glanced sideways at Didi with an indifferent expression and said through the voice.
"This..." Didi hesitated. He really didn't dare to kill the Longyuan Gang, otherwise he would have no choice but to run away for his life. Although the Long Yuan Gang is only a small gang, its leader is a well-known figure and has a place on the list of the Thousand Returned to Yuan. His strength is far beyond what a low-ranking figure like him can match.
Han Feng's eyes widened, and just as he was about to say something, several streaks of light appeared in the sky in the distance, flying quickly, and landed before he could take a breath.
The lights of various colors dispersed, revealing five monks, three men and two women.
"What's going on here?" One of the men in white clothes holding a folding fan looked around with cold eyes, glanced at the two casual cultivators lying on the ground unable to move, and finally stared at Han Feng and asked.
His eyes were disdainful and stern, with a sense of superiority, not angry but powerful.
Han Feng did not speak, but turned to look at Didi, as if forcing him to kill someone.
"Master Zhao, I am Yuan Biao, a disciple of the Long Yuan Gang. You have met the leader of my Long Yuan Gang once. This kid is so arrogant that he wants to rob us. You must save us!" Yuan Biao, a tall and thin man, took a breath and shouted hurriedly.
"Oh, this kind of thing still happens in broad daylight. Then I have to take good care of it. If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, I still have to give the face of the Dragon Gang leader!" The white-clothed man known as Mr. Zhao The folding fan in the man's hand closed with a snap, and he looked at Han Feng coldly and said.
"My young master has spoken, why don't you let him go quickly!" A young man wearing a hat next to Mr. Zhao shouted coldly. 19
