Chapter 1506 The Legend of Stealing Saints

1506

The four of them died without even understanding how they died.

As for their sword energy, they couldn't pose any threat to Ye Fan's perverted physical defense at all.

These four are only in the realm of human pills, Ye Fan doesn't need to disintegrate, just use Wushuang Sword Intent directly, that's enough.

This scene left Leng Xingchen behind dumbfounded...

"This... this sword intent... what kind of sword intent..." Leng Xingchen looked at Ye Fan in disbelief with horror in his eyes.

Ye Fan didn't care about these things, he laughed, rubbed his hands, put away his two swords, and started running to the four corpses to search their storage bags.

"One bag...one sword...two bags...two swords...three..."

Ye Fan was humming happily while searching, the bag needs to be taken away, although the sword is not a good sword, but it can also be put into the sword god ring, it cannot be wasted!

Leng Xingchen stared blankly at Ye Fan searching there, and was completely speechless. He never expected that such a powerful swordsman would... be so shameless...

Ye Fan didn't care about so much, after searching, he opened a bag to see if there were any good things in it...

"Tsk tsk, really poor, really poor! Is the human core so poor?" Ye Fan curled his lips, a little unhappy.

Just at this moment, I heard the sound of "poof" vomiting blood coming from the side!

Only then did Ye Fan realize that there seemed to be something wrong with this Leng Xingchen?

"Hey, what's your situation?" Ye Fan put all the trophies into a storage bag, and then walked to Leng Xingchen's side.

Leng Xingchen couldn't stand up at all right now, and lay down directly on the ground.

Ye Fan frowned, picked up one of his wrists, felt his veins, and said depressedly, "Your meridians are all broken? Your heart is in a mess... With such a serious injury, you're going to die!"

He actually saved a person who was destined to die, Ye Fan sighed, this is fate, it is a step late.

Leng Xingchen's complexion was sallow, and his eyes were cloudy, "Benefactor...Although Xingchen must die, I am grateful to you...for killing these four traitors for me..."

"Traitor?" Ye Fan wondered, "Are these four guys from the same sect as you?"

Leng Xingchen nodded bitterly, "These four people pretended to be disciples of Feng Linhai, and plotted against me here...

However, it is because I, Leng Xingchen, is cowardly and incompetent, I am sorry for the expectations of the family and the elders of the sect, so I deserve to end..."

Ye Fan thought he was going to die, so he comforted him, so he said: "It's meaningless for you to say that. Cultivation depends on talent. How can you blame you for this."

"Benefactor... You don't know something. Others can say that your talent is not good, and you can find all kinds of reasons... But I, Leng Xingchen, are weak, and it is my fault..."

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of Leng Xingchen's eyes, "I'm sorry to the Great Elder... I'm sorry to the ancestors of the Leng family... I'm sorry to my parents... I'm sorry to Gillian..."

Ye Fan didn't know what to say, but from the conversation just now, he could tell that this guy seemed to have a very powerful family background, so he had many magic weapons to protect him.

Otherwise, it is really impossible for him to fight against the realm of four human elixirs with his foundation building nine layers alone.

If you have resources, but you can't have great strength, you will indeed be ridiculed and despised.

"Benefactor..." Leng Xingchen's eyes gradually became dizzy, "I can't do it... After I leave, everything in this storage bag will belong to you... I just beg you... to send this 'Leng Yue Sword' back Hanguang Gate, hand it over to the Great Elder..."

Ye Fan thought to himself, you are dead, all your things are mine, and I still need to care whether you send me or not?

But Ye Fan was quite curious about what was in the storage bag of the "rich second generation".

So, Ye Fan took his bag, opened it and took a look...

"hiss……"

Ye Fan gasped, his mother! This is called a "treasure box"! !

Not to mention that there are seven or eight small things that I don't know why they are used. They should be magical artifacts. The key is that there are more than a dozen bottles of pills!

Also, the prehistoric rocks, there are more than a hundred prehistoric rocks! !

No need to study too much, this is the rhythm of getting rich!

This kid's storage bag by himself has surpassed all the storage bags before Ye Fan and searched more than that! !

"That... Leng Xingchen, right? Your family is the Leng family of the Hanguang sect?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Leng Xingchen has lost consciousness, "Yes..."

"Your family is so rich... oh no, your family has so many magic tools, so many wild stones and magic pills?" Ye Fan smiled expectantly.

Leng Xingchen's tone was silent, "Benefactor... If you send back the Leng Yuejian...my Leng family... will definitely thank you..."

Ye Fan's eyes rolled, and his heart became hot. Indeed, if he took the bag and the sword and walked away, although he made money...but if he could go to the Hanguangmen, wouldn't he be able to get more?

The point is, I have come here by myself, if I wait out the ancient fairy world, I may not come in again in the future.

Coming in in the future, there may not be such an opportunity, after all, if this Leng Xingchen dies for too long, some accidents may happen.

"Okay, then I'll... uh... are you dead?"

Ye Fan was halfway through speaking, only to realize that Leng Xingchen was completely cold.

"Hey... It's also because you met me, otherwise, you would have no hope of revenge before you die... Well, it seems that I am indeed your benefactor. You gave me the contents of this storage bag and this sword , is reasonable.”

Ye Fan stood up, picked up the Lengyue sword, looked carefully, and found that there were a lot of inscriptions in the middle of the sword, and the whole body was made of some kind of special fine iron, which was very cold.

I didn't look carefully just now, but now I realize that this is really a good sword! Even... much more advanced than my ancient famous swords such as Ganjiang, Chengying, Yuchang, etc.!

No wonder, the group of people said that this is a top-quality flying sword, after all, it is a good sword from ancient times!

Ye Fan was curious, and wanted to see if this sword, coupled with his unparalleled sword intent, could exert its power.

"go!"

Ye Fan flicked the Lengyue Sword, and saw that the Lengyue Sword had an unparalleled sword intent, passing through a gloomy half-moon brilliance. This brilliance was like a touch of cold moon, and everything it passed was frozen. Layers of frost! ?

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, such a good sword, should he return it to Hanguangmen? He is not willing!

But... If I went to the Hanguang Gate and told them that Leng Xingchen was dead and couldn't get out the Lengyue Sword, wouldn't the other party not give me a good thank you gift?

Ye Fan rubbed his chin, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he looked down at Leng Xingchen's appearance, and said with some embarrassment: "Dude... I'm sorry, I'll just play you for a while... After I get the things, I'll leave immediately, hehe..."

There is no need to report a funeral or something!

As long as I become Leng Xingchen, then in the name of this rich second generation, I can justly go to the Hanguangmen to grab good things! ?

After getting enough cultivation resources and magic weapons, he left by himself, without anyone noticing, leaving behind a "legend of stealing saints" in the ancient fairy world! Isn't it beautiful! ?

"Ha ha ha ha!……"

Ye Fan couldn't help being happy, he shouldn't have been a killer or mercenary before, he should have been an international thief a long time ago! !