Chapter 355

The Snake Ash Grass is worthy of being a sacred object highly respected by the Great Yan Dynasty.

Four masters at the martial artist level came and went, and the two-person team worked almost non-stop, and it took a full three days to cut off this section of snake-flame gray grass.

Of course, Beihan was just soy sauce during this process, and he didn't dare to explode too much strength, but he was barely on par with Yixue.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the four people, this section of Sheyan Gray Grass was cut off, and a warm breath could be seen continuously escaping from the port, mixed with a faint breath of vitality.

"Quickly seal the spirit jade box to prevent the spirituality inside from passing away."

Following Meng Fan's words, Meng Yi took out a one-foot-long box from his bosom, the whole body was crystal clear, exuding a green color, and then carefully put the broken spirit grass in it.

In fact, during the two-day cutting process, a large part of the spirituality of Sheyan Gray Grass has already passed away, even if it is slower at this moment, it will not cause too much impact.

"Our strength is still too weak. This level of Sheyan Gray Grass is at most a third-tier middle-grade, but no matter what, we have already completed the task, and now we can finally go back."

Meng Fan let out a breath, and was about to put the Jade Spirit Box into his arms.

But suddenly a huge spiritual power flowed through, and a big hand condensed with spiritual power directly snatched the Snake Flame Gray Grass that they had so hard to get from Meng Fan's arms.

"who is it?!"

Meng Fan shouted loudly, the rich flame spiritual power erupted from his body, and the noble golden color filled the air. From the fluctuation of the spiritual power, Bei Han could feel that Meng Fan was a metallic warrior.

"Your speed is too slow, I have been waiting for three days, you just got such a small amount of spiritual grass, it is useless waste."

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, a man dressed in black suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

And in the corner of his gorgeous clothes was a pattern of white flames, showing that this person's true identity was a silver flame spirit guard, whose strength was roughly around the fourth or fifth level of martial arts.

"Bastard! It took us three days to pick it."

Looking at the black figure, Meng Yi shouted angrily, while Meng Fan on the other side quickly grabbed the corner of Meng Yi's clothes and pulled the impulsive Meng Yi behind him.

"You robber, why are you robbing our elixir!"

Yixue yelled at the man in black with her angry little face, and threatened the latter with her fists.

Seeing that Yixue also came out to cause trouble, Meng Fan became anxious, and quickly pulled Yixue back, covering his small mouth that was still talking, cold sweat was already slowly breaking out from his forehead.

"Lord Lingwei, my sister is still young and did not recognize your identity, please forgive me."

Meng Fan clasped his fists and begged, his expression clearly showed that he was extremely afraid of this person.

"Hehe... It seems that they are all immature guys..."

The man in black sneered, and looked at Yixue at the side with his cloudy eyes, anyone could see the intense lust flickering in his eyes.

"However, the person who provoked my Yanshen Palace, is that the only thing left?"

"What! Yanshen Palace!"

Hearing the other party's words, Meng Fan was shocked and clasped his fists hastily.

"My lord, my sister doesn't know your identity, and I hope you will show kindness and spare our lives. I have a fourth-grade peak elixir and a piece of Yan Lingguo. I have the right to honor you..."

Seeing Meng Fan's reaction, not only Beihan, but also Meng Yi and Yixue on the other side were a little dazed.

From the observations of the past few days, this Meng Fan is the most mature and stable person among the three. He is honest and honest, and handles affairs just right.

But now that such a martial artist of the third level of martial arts can be so humble, flattering, and let go of his proud dignity as a martial artist, that can only explain one reason.

That is the person in front of them, very unusual, not something they can provoke at all.

"Oh... just such a fourth-grade flame spirit fruit is like buying me?"

Seeing the anxious and sweaty Meng Fan begging himself like this, Bai Yinyan Lingwei smiled playfully.

"Are you sending beggars away, or fooling children!"

"Lord Lingwei, I didn't bring enough treasures with me because I was in a hurry to go out. I am from the Jiang family in the Central Tianyu. Although our family is not a big family, we have always had a good relationship with the Ninth Princess of the Imperial Capital. I hope you will look at... ..."

boom--

Meng Fan hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a sharp black light burst out from the opponent's hand and directly hit Meng Fan's chest.

This was a casual blow from a strong fourth-level martial artist. Although it was nothing to Bei Han, Meng Fan, a third-level martial god, couldn't resist it at all.

"Brother Meng Fan!"

"Big brother!"

Seeing Meng Fan being blown away, Jiang Yixue and Meng Yi immediately surrounded Meng Fan and straightened his weak body.

At this moment, Meng Fan's aura was completely out of order, with blood continuously overflowing from his mouth and nose, and some spiritual energy barely gushed out to protect his whole body so that he would not be ignited by this powerful flaming aura.

"How can you do this! You big villain!"

Yixue was startled and furious, looking at the seriously injured Meng Fan, tears streaming down her face.

"Haha... to say that the people of Yanshen Palace are big villains, this is a crime that will destroy the whole family..."

The Baiyin Yan Lingwei walked forward slowly and came in front of the crowd. The tall figure covered the sunlight on the opposite side and cast a dark shadow, completely enveloping the three of them.

"Lingwei...Master...Little sister...You are still young..."

"boom!"

Meng Fan still didn't finish speaking, his partner stepped on his chest, and with the crackling sound of bones breaking, Meng Fan passed out completely.

"Hmph! People from a small family in the district, how can they have such a face? They are no different from ants!"

Bai Yinyan Lingwei's face was ferocious, and he turned his head slowly, his sharp eyes met Jiang Yixue's uneven body, and there was a strong obscenity in his eyes.

"Little sister... It seems that you are still a virgin. My brother likes such a girl the most. Please serve him well. If my brother is in a good mood, maybe he can spare your life."

After severely injuring Meng Fan, who had the strongest cultivation base among this group of people, Baiyin Fenglingwei was completely relieved, and his ferocious claws were finally revealed, blatantly threatening this little girl who was just getting involved in human affairs.

"Bastard! Even if I die, I won't follow you!"

Jiang Yixue burst into tears, bared her little tiger teeth viciously, and raised a dagger, which was about to stab her in the chest the next moment.

clang--

Suddenly a stone flashed and hit Yixue's dagger directly.

The dagger fell to the ground with a clatter, and the eyes of the three people present were all focused on the inconspicuous young man behind him.

(End of this chapter)

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