Martial arts become gods

1987 Ransomware
"boom!"

With a loud noise, the person who was kicked out was smashed to the ground, whether it was Fang Tai or someone else.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xian stepped on Fang Tai's back, making a teeth-stinging sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Big... big brother, save... save me!" Fang Tai screamed, almost choking out a few words between his teeth.

"Shut up, as I said, call me Senior Brother outside." Fang Zhong shouted angrily.

"Senior Brother Fang Zhong..." The other members of the Qiushan Sect became anxious. Those who were trampled by Mo Xian were members of the Qiushan Sect. If word spread, it might make people laugh out loud.

Fang Zhong waved his hand and said, "Mo Xian, our Qiushan Sect has nothing to do with your Beihuang Palace, so it's a little unreasonable for you to do so."

"Is there any point in saying this now?" Mo Xian shrugged and continued.

"Okay, then I won't play tricks. If you let him go, let's treat him as if we didn't know each other." Fang Zhong's complexion changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Senior brother, this kid speaks outrageous words, you actually want to let him go like this." Fang Tai said in disbelief, he didn't want his beating to be for nothing.

"It seems that you haven't figured out the situation. Now it's not about whether you let me go, but whether I let you go." Mo Xian moved his feet slightly, and Fang Tai immediately let out a burst of killing pigs screams.

A cold light flashed deep in Fang Zhong's eyes, but after all, Mo Xian was number one in the Ten Thousand Domains War. If he did it now, he wouldn't be sure.

"Senior brother, you have also seen that this kid doesn't cry when he sees the coffin." Fang Tai screamed hoarsely.

"Shut up, you trash!" Fang Zhong snorted, and then said with a smile: "Brother Mo Xian, one more friend is better than one more enemy. The forces here are complicated, maybe we can cooperate."

"Cooperation?" Mo Xian was startled, and said immediately, "I don't think so far, I just want to get the points first."

"So, there is nothing to discuss?" Fang Zhong asked with a cold expression.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense with this kid, the people from Beihuang Palace are not here, we don't need to be afraid of him." A group of Qiushan Sect disciples couldn't bear it immediately, and shouted one after another.

"I have my own measure!" Fang Zhong waved his hand and continued: "Okay, it is indeed worthy of being the number one in the Ten Thousand Domains War. It is courageous. I can give you points. I hope you can eat it."

After he finished speaking, he waved his palm, and a stream of light flew towards Mo Xian.

"Just like that?"

Mo Xian reached out to take it, and found that his points immediately increased by more than 3000 points. Although it is not a lot, it is not a small amount to recharge.

"Short? Don't push yourself too hard, this is all our points!" Fang Zhong said in a deep voice, he did give all the points to Mo Xian.

In his opinion, Liang Zi has already taken over, so it doesn't matter how much you give, it's better to be more generous.

But Mo Xian's reaction made him extremely angry. It's not easy for them to earn more than 3000 divine refining points.

But if he knew that Mo Xian already had [-] gods refining points, he would definitely not think so.

"Forget it!" Mo Xian nodded, then took his foot off Fang Tai's hand, and walked towards the huge open space in front of him.

The faces of the Qiushan sect changed, and they immediately stopped in front of Mo Xian.

The points here are not unlimited, if there is one more person, maybe they will have less points.

"Let him go!" Fang Zhong shouted.

"Thank you!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, and then walked to the edge of the platform under the watchful eyes of many Qiushan Sect disciples.

"It's six o'clock again!" Mo Xian glanced at the stele, and immediately felt that he was not at fault for having so many spirit stones.

"Mo Xian, I have to remind you, this place is not that simple, don't steal chickens and lose money." Fang Zhong sneered.

"That's right, even if it's six o'clock, you can't even throw it." A kind of Qiushan sect disciples shouted one after another.

"Then don't worry about it, I have a magic weapon." Mo Xian shrugged, and then grandiosely took out the six-spirited dice that was given by the top-up.

After seeing the dice with six sides on each side, the surroundings were quiet for a while, and then burst into laughter.

"This kid, isn't he stupid, he actually came up with this thing."

"In my opinion, this kid's brain must have been broken during the Ten Thousand Domains War."

Mo Xian didn't bother to pay attention to those slightly harsh voices, he tossed the dice casually, and then walked towards the open space, of course he went straight in.

"He can do anything!"

Fang Zhong and the others were dumbfounded immediately, and couldn't believe what they saw. This was simply blatant cheating.

"Go and get a dice like this." Fang Zhong immediately ordered, the result is of course doomed to failure, after all, Quan Liushen dice is the treatment of rich players.

After Mo Xian entered, he appeared directly in a square, and the position seemed to be random.

The rules here are very unclear, and for a while he looked at the various patterns in the squares on the ground and fell into confusion.

"Senior brother, what should we do now, that kid seems to have some skills!" A Qiushan sect disciple said unwillingly, they discovered this place, and now they actually gave it up to Mo Xian.

"Don't worry, that kid just went in, but it's not that easy inside, how many people have we lost the more than 3000 God refining points, why should he be alone." Fang Zhong said coldly, he didn't believe it, Mo Xian's luck is really good.

"Brother, why did you let him go like this?" Fang Tai said with a face full of unwillingness.

"It's all your trash. Do you think he can win the first place in the Ten Thousand Domains War, because he really has no skills at all? At the beginning, I should have thrown you to another place to practice for a few years, so as not to embarrass myself." Fang Zhong said lowly He shouted, his mind is much more careful than his brother.

"But..." Fang Tai wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Zhong: "Needless to say, this kid will naturally be taken care of by people from Lingtian Pavilion. The relationship is good, and we can join forces to deal with Beihuang Temple."

"Brother is wise!"

After listening, everyone said suddenly.

They originally thought that the Ten Thousand Territories War was only attended by ordinary warriors who wanted to find a way out, but now after seeing Mo Xian, they realized that what they thought was too simple.

"Stop flattering, um...what's the smell." Fang Zhong said, frowning suddenly, and looked at Fang Tai.

"No...it's nothing!" Fang Tai stammered, subconsciously covering his crotch. Of course he would not tell his brother that he peed in fear.

Of course, even if he didn't say it, everyone might have noticed it.

(End of this chapter)