Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1258: Shocked, attack with all strength
  The huge sword was suddenly released from his hand, and the man's fear simply rose to the extreme.

"What kind of monster are you?" This man was originally an extremely powerful being under Xi Laoguai, but not one thousand, but seven or eight hundred people died in his hands.

He never thought that he would be directly knocked away by such a young guy today.

What's even more terrifying is that even if he wants to hold the sword, he has no strength at all!

One move knocked him off his feet, enough to make his hair stand on end.

Even the old monster Xi can resist one or two moves!

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I know that there are hordes of bandits in your Western Wilderness border area, but I'm tired of them sending some trash here every time."

While speaking, Zhang Yan dodged and appeared in front of this man.

A huge shadow, like a mass of air, shrouded it.

"What do you want to do?" This man's fear had reached its limit.

Zhang Yan casually grasped the handle of the knife with two fingers, and with a slight lift, he easily pulled out the knife.

"Strange strength! Absolutely strange strength! This knife weighs more than a thousand kilograms, how could you pick it up with just two fingers?" The leader said with a chilling voice.

Zhang Yan raised his lips slightly, "I'll give you a chance to survive. If you want to take advantage of us, please call your family master over. These tricks can't hurt me at all, do you understand?"

The man stood up tremblingly, not daring to look into Zhang Yan's eyes. Then he backed away, shouting, "You bastard, just wait until my master comes." You’re not even scum left!”

At this time, the old monster Xi was having a drink in the cave.

Several guests were drinking with him. "People who explain the teachings? I heard that they have many magical weapons. If you just collect some, you can make a fortune!"

"Who says it's not the case? Ancestor Xi, now, I'm afraid you won't have to do anything for several years!"

"How cool! I heard that many craftsmen in Pingtian World are acquiring various magic weapons, and those who explain the teachings are especially popular!"

Hearing these guests say this, Old Monster Xi was naturally happy.

Living in a snail's nest in the Western Wilderness, what can he do if he is the local tyrant?
  There are only a limited number of people passing through here every year, so you can't make much money in a year.

He also has to support a group of people under his command, and this expenditure is definitely not something that can be calculated in a few sentences.

If we can successfully take the magic weapon from the Chanjiao gang and sell it, this urgent need will not only be solved, but it will definitely allow them to have enough food and clothing for many years.

The big world of Pingtian is originally a place where the weak and the strong prey on each other. Only those with money and power can enjoy themselves in this big world!

He was already satisfied when he thought that he would no longer have to work hard for many years and would not have to run around to make some small money.

"I don't know how many treasures I brought with me this time." Someone wondered.

"Since you are here to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, the baby is definitely indispensable."

"That's right, don't worry about this. Besides, the guys who explain the teaching are good at refining elixirs and weapons. If they can't do it, we arrested them! Let them refine the weapons for you!"

This thought made Old Monster Xi feel very happy.

If, as they said, those bastards who explained the religion were captured and turned into slaves for refining weapons, wouldn't that be a long-term solution?
  (End of this chapter)