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Chapter 27 In this case, let's pay for it!

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    Soon, the news that Xuan Ao was captured alive came back.

    "It really is a beast, with a big head and no brains, reckless and stupid."

    Fan Jingxing, a white-faced scholar with a mace in his hand, was full of contempt.

    In Fan Jingxing's view, this Xuan'ao committed suicide purely by himself, without any vigilance, and broke into the opponent's territory like a stupefied young man.

    ?This is the end of the game. After being calculated, I was suppressed before I had a chance to show my strength. It was really unjust to lose.

    "Brother Fan, do you have any brilliant ideas?" Hong Qiantu asked curiously.

    Fan Jingxing had a well-thought-out plan and laughed triumphantly, "It's simple, just set up a cloud of wind and thunder around Jimo's courtyard, and keep him dead without a place to bury him."

    Hong Qiantu's eyelids jumped, he also knew the power of the evil wind and thunder, killing people invisible, extremely vicious.

    If we use the infinite evil energy from the underground Baidi's Tomb, the power of this formation will be several times stronger, even those who are strong in the Holy Spirit Realm can only wait for death.

    "Look well, watch how I deal with that kid."

    Fan Jingxing flicked his sleeves and disappeared in place.

    At this time, Jimo was lying on the iron tripod with his eyes closed and rested, and it took a lot of effort to toss Xuanao.

    He wanted to rest for a while, and then see how to deal with this old turtle.

    Just now, the old turtle kowtowed and begged for mercy in a very humane way, which made Jimo unbearable, and he didn't have the heart to kill him after all.

    But the poor Xuan'ao was covered in blood and flesh, and was pressed into the soil by the iron tripod, waiting for his fate in fear.

    Fan Jingxing came out of the courtyard and sneered when he saw this scene.

    He circled around the yard several times, calculated the position, buried the formation flag from time to time, and began to arrange the Yinfengshalei formation.

    Under the ground, wisps of evil spirit were guided up and poured into the formation continuously.

    "Start the formation!"

    After everything was ready, Fan Jingxing shouted loudly, completely mobilizing the formation.

    There were gusts of wind, thunder and lightning, and dark clouds shrouded the courtyard, and a force so powerful that it was suffocating completely covered the entire courtyard.

    "The baleful aura of the White Emperor's Tomb is indeed powerful, and the power of the Yinfeng Thunderbolt is even more terrifying than expected. Then, let's see how I destroy Ji Mo."

    Fan Jingxing made seals with both hands, urging the formation to run.

    The Yin wind howled, and the billowing evil air turned into a giant python, sweeping towards Ji Mo in the yard.

    The howling wind passed by, like a torrent, smashing everything in front of it into powder.

    A deep furrow was plowed in the vegetable garden, and large swaths of soil turned to dust.

    Looking at Ji Mo who was unaware of the danger coming, Fan Jingxing's face was full of complacency.

    It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you are hit by this trick, your flesh and blood will melt away in an instant, turning into a pile of white bones.

    Fan Jingxing was terrified by the palpitating power contained in the dark wind. Even he himself felt that it was impossible to survive this move for half a second.

    However, the next second.

    The smile on his face froze, and his eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

    How can it be?

    How could this be so?

    This dark wind that could wipe out all vitality passed over Jimo's body, except for blowing half of his clothes, it didn't affect Jimo at all.

    Impossible, this is impossible.

    Fan Jingxing couldn't accept it, and activated it several times in a row, but it was still the same.

    Oh, there seemed to be a reaction, Ji Mo tightened his clothes and turned over.

    "He should have some kind of treasure such as the Fixed Wind Bead on him, it must be like this."

    Fan Jingxing found a reason for himself. If it weren't for the protection of the wind-type treasure, even a Spirit Emperor-level powerhouse would not be able to resist the invasion of the evil wind with his body.

    "Since that's the case, then use Sha Lei to kill you."

    Fan Jingxing grinned ferociously, his whole body surged with spiritual power, his hands kept changing, forming incomparably mysterious dharma seals one by one.

    In the air, an extremely violent force that could almost destroy the world gathered together.

    Fan Jingxing held five fingers together, and a black lightning the size of an egg gradually formed, and under its control, it fell on Jimo's head.

    "Now, let's see if you die or not."

    Fan Jingxing seemed to have seen the scene of Jimo being chopped into coke, and his mouth burst into laughter with excitement.

    Boom.

    Lightning struck Jimo.

    Then there is no more.

    Fan Jingxing stared wide-eyed, stillHowever, he didn't believe it, and once again urged the thunder to strike down, this time it was a fist-sized thunder and lightning.

    Jimo scratched his hair, but there was no injury.

    Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

    Fan Jingxing let out a low growl, bit the tip of the blood immediately, spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and desperately activated the formation with overload.

    Immediately, thunders the size of buckets appeared non-stop, and electric snakes danced wildly, bombarding Jimo one after another.

    With this level of thunderous power, even a mountain might be cut into flat ground.

    It's a pity that Jimo is still fine except for his long hair spreading out and electric arcs running all over his body.

    He has been bombarded by the system's Nine Heavens Thunder before, and he has long taken it for granted, so how can he be afraid of this mere thunder.

    Fan Jingxing was panting, his breath was weak, and his whole face was like gold paper.

    Jimo is fine.

    He consumed a lot of blood, and almost ran out of fuel.

    "How could this be?"

    Fan Jingxing stared at Ji Mo with disbelief.

    It's too evil. It doesn't make sense that Ji Mo can't be hurt by all means.

    At this moment, the deep fear in Fan Jingxing's heart, Hong Qiantu was right, this person was unfathomable and simply invincible.

    Without saying a word, he turned around and rushed into the air.

    "This is where you can come and go whenever you want. The master didn't say anything, so you stay here."

    An unfathomable voice sounded, and Fan Jingxing felt like a fly that had been swatted by a fly swatter and slammed into the yard.

    In a trance, Fan Jingxing saw a colorful bug, and his face was full of astonishment.

    The holy beast of chaos, the nine-changing silkworm!

    However, the Nine Changes Celestial Silkworm actually claimed to be a subordinate, and called Ji Mo his master.

    Oh my god, the congenital chaotic holy beast recognizes its master, what is the origin of this Ji Mo.

    I am so daring to attack a power of this level.

    "Well, what's going on?"

    Jimo slowly opened his eyes, and saw a figure lying in the vegetable garden.

    And the surroundings are in a mess.

    "The rogue who received a thousand knives dares to make trouble and destroy my vegetable garden."

    Filled with anger, Ji Mo strode over and kicked Fan Jingxing a few times.

    Is it easy to grow some vegetables, but it has been destroyed so much.

    Fan Jingxing twitched all over, foamed at the mouth, and smoke was rising from his body. He was shocked by the Thunderbolt left by Jimo.

    Only then did Jimo realize that there was still an electric arc on his body, and his head was full of question marks. Did he do something wrong recently? The system hacked him again. Why didn't he feel anything?

    At this moment, Fan Jingxing was extremely remorseful, he would never have come here if he had known he would have died.

    "Are you with Hong Qiantu?"

    Jimo asked.

    I am friendly and have never offended anyone. This person came to sabotage for no reason, and it was the ghost of that old bastard Hong Qiantu.

    Fan Jingxing was dumbfounded. As expected of an expert, he has insight into everything and is unfathomable.

    "If you destroy my vegetable field, you have to pay, or you won't be able to leave."

    Ji Mo said coldly, this matter cannot be settled so easily.

    "I will compensate, I am willing to compensate."

    Hearing that he still had a way to survive, Fan Jingxing dared to talk too much, and quickly took out all the things he had kept at the bottom of the box.

    Epic-level weapons, various priceless array materials, etc.

    "That's it? A bunch of junk."

    Jimo looked at the broken copper and iron that Fan Jingxing took out, and was very disgusted. In his eyes, these things were worthless.

    I thought it would be fine to let the other party pay a few taels of silver, but I didn't expect that the other party was well-dressed, but he was poor, and he didn't even have anything of value.

    He looked up and down Fan Jingxing's muscular body, stroked his chin, and smiled maliciously.

    "In that case, let's pay for it!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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