Fantasy: I Can Summon Villains As Thugs

"Master, can I overdraw a little more!" After a fierce struggle, Xia Ren from Jixia Academy, with hope and longing, even if he was immersed in it for a moment, he could hear the fairy scriptures all day long. Death, willing to pay a greater price.

"Um?"

Chu Xun frowned slightly.

Everyone's luck is limited, such as cutting down fifty years of luck, this is still within the acceptable range, although you may encounter disasters, be robbed, or encounter major accidents when you walk out of the auction house, but you will not die immediately .

If it exceeds this number, it is almost unnecessary to wait for the disaster to be overwhelmed by itself. The luck that has been damaged for more than 50 years is still so young, so suddenly, it almost breaks the road ahead.

Although the auction house cuts their qi and uses it to give back, it also has basic morals and will not drive people to a dead end, and said quietly: "The price is too high, you can't bear it, even if it is sold out, you can still practice

Xia Ren's eyes suddenly shone brightly, it was because he heard a turning point in the words, and he said: "Have you ever heard this sentence before, the owner of the venue has heard this before, and he will die at night; even if he only immerses in it for a day, an hour, or even A quarter of an hour is worth it!"

"Even if I sacrifice myself, it is worthwhile to bring this fairy scripture to Jixia Academy!" His eyes were particularly bright.

Touching.

Venerable Zhuqing.

The Supreme Being of Nantianfu.

The Supremes of the Dali Dynasty all looked over at the same time, with complicated expressions on their faces. Those who could be brought out by them this time were all the best of their own families, and almost all of them had the potential to become Supremes.

The future looks bright.

But he compromised himself for a fairy scripture.

Is it worth it?

Chu Xun saw the answer in Xia Ren, it is worth it, it is the pursuit of the supreme fruit, even if immersed in it for an hour, or even a quarter of an hour, it is worth it, if this kind of person does not give him this opportunity, it is almost like killing him He also felt uncomfortable, so he said leisurely: "I'll give you a chance, but the rules are the rules, if you want it, you have to pay!"

"Buzz!"

An invisible avenue side knife is condensed.

Chu Xun said in a cold voice: "God-given life, you have to catch it yourself! Every cut by the side knife on the road will lose ten years of luck. Correspondingly, you will also get thirty years of luck in auctions. Do you bet?"

Six crowns.

Venerable Zhuqing.

Venerable Taixuan's heart trembled, he lost ten years of luck by cutting one, but gained thirty years of auction luck, it's not worth it no matter how you look at it, if you cut down several times and still get nothing, wouldn't it be a loss to grandma's house? ?

This account will be settled, and so will Xia Ren, and the people who came over from Jixia Academy changed their colors when they heard the words: "Senior brother Xia, he is clearly refusing to cheat others, and cut a knife for ten years of luck, who can bear it?" live"#?"

However.

What is surprising is that Xia Ren actually took a step and stood under the knife on the side of the road.

"Senior Brother Xia!"

"Junior Brother Xia!"

"Xia Ren!"

Exclaimed that there are many.

But Xia Ren showed the freedom and firmness of a Confucian scholar, and said: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. It is rare to have a supreme opportunity in front of you. If you miss it, rather than blame yourself for the rest of your life, it is better to fight for it when it is time to win." fight!"

"boom!"

The side knife of the avenue was cut down.

Cut off ten years of luck.

"puff!"

Countless people saw at a speed visible to the naked eye that Zhenren's spirit suddenly plummeted, and he was cut off a piece of luck. For a full ten years, people with weak cultivation bases would not be able to bear it at all.

hiss!

Southern Tianzong Chu Yaoyao.

Li Jiusheng of the Great Li Dynasty.

The people who came together were all horrified. They never expected that there would be such a lunatic in Jixia Academy. With this knife, he would lose his luck for ten years without gaining anything... Blood loss!

"Why bother!" Someone from Jixia Academy also said in a complicated way, and in their opinion, there is no difference between Xia Ren's acquisition and Senior Brother Shen Yi's acquisition. After all, the immortal scriptures belong to Jixia Academy.

However, some disciples said silently: "If senior brother Shenyi wins, even if it belongs to Jixia Academy, can we comprehend it?" They looked at each other and were silent. The top batch.

If Senior Brother Shenyi gets it, this thing belongs only to Shenyi, maybe he is generous and kind enough to let people have the opportunity to visit, but can it be their turn?

"Not enough, come again!" Although Xia Ren was weak, his eyes were bright.

boom!

The second knife fell.

"puff!"

With this knife, Xia Ren was completely hunched over, as if he had lost not only his luck, but also an insurmountable mountain on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Come again!"

"hiss!"

"crazy!"

"He's crazy!"

"Three cuts?"

Too many people show a shocking look, but they are willing to cut three swords one after another just to obtain the qualifications and great opportunities to compete.

"call!"

not far away.

There was admiration in the eyes of the Son of the Taihang Mountain. He never thought that in such a situation, there would be someone who could find a way out. He abruptly exchanged himself for a chance to win the auction and said with emotion: "You are worthy of being an imperial soldier!"

If he could do the same in the last auction, is he also qualified to participate in the place where the immortal scriptures are stored and become a part of it?

"Master, give me a side knife too!" Taihang Mountain Shengzi said.

People in the academy.

Taoist people.

The Saintess of the Glass Palace.

The prince of Loulan Kingdom.

These people who belonged to the Taixuan Supreme Dojo all showed surprise and shock, they never thought that the Holy Son of Taihang Mountain would be so masculine and bloody, and they wanted to imitate and fight for it.

"boom!"

Slashing down the side of the avenue, the Holy Son of Taihang Mountain, who had already endured it once, did not feel the great oppression. His eyes met Xia Ren, the other Jixia Academy who was suffering, and smiled at each other.

Nan Tianzong.

Great departure from the dynasty.

Jixia Academy.

These people who came here, whether they are the younger generation or the supreme ones, looked at the Holy Son of Taihang Mountain with some respect. Such a person who is also dedicated to the Tao deserves to be respected. Even if he is still weak, this determination is enough It is admirable.

".||Boom——!"

Slashing the side of the road with a knife, the holy son of Taihang Mountain wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleamed, with unyielding and stubbornness, he said: "Not enough, bang.....it's not enough..... continue!

Twenty years of luck, thirty years of luck, forty years of luck......

But everyone who saw this scene trembled. What a terrifying lunatic this Holy Son of Taihang Mountain is. Why has he never found out before? Jiang Mingzhe, the owner of Taihang Mountain, was silent. He understood the mind and meaning of the Holy Son of Taihang Mountain. .

The people of the Imperial Sacred Fire Cult forcefully and domineeringly swept away the cliff of enlightenment and hurt the stubborn young man's heart. If he does not become a strong man, he can only face this kind of grief and despair again in the future

The treasure in his hand was plundered and taken away by someone (Zhao De's).

He wanted to seek a turning point for the Taihang Mountain. If a book of immortality fell on the Taihang Mountain, within a few decades there would be a Supreme Being, and even climb to the top. At that time, who would be able to bully the Taihang Mountain again?

Sacrifice the ego.

Perfect me.

Stupid but admirable.

The young descendants of the Nantianzong and the Dali Dynasty saw that there was such an outstanding person in the Little Taixuan Supreme Dojo, they couldn't help being proud, and laughed loudly: "They can do it, and we can do it too!"

boom!

Some disciples came out, and they would also get a side knife of the Great Dao in exchange.

"Nan Yu, return it to me...!"

"Jin Liuyun, you dare to take another step forward and try...!"

Even the Supreme Master of Nantianzong couldn't hold his face anymore. What kind of coaxing are you doing at this time? Others have pursuits and lofty aspirations. It doesn't matter even if you die or become disabled. , and that little blind man is a vegetarian.

If there is a competition, whoever resists the most can get the Immortal Scripture, then you can go ahead, the question is, are those two just watching?