Wuhuang is above

Chapter 44 Are you sure you want to rob me?

After saying this, he suddenly stopped talking, and then the thief's eyes began to keep looking at Feng Qingyu!

"We can solve your problem, but you have to pay for it!" The fat monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building said.

Although she was disgusted by the eyes of several people, Feng Qingyu still asked, "What do you want? Spirit stone or treasure?"

"We accept all the spiritual stone treasures. But look at you like this"

Having said that, the cultivator's gaze in the late stage of Foundation Establishment scrutinized Feng Qingyu twice.

"I don't have any spiritual stone treasures now, but if you can help me find my family, I will double compensation for you."

As soon as Feng Qingyu finished saying these words, he was greeted with ridicule.

"This fellow Daoist, don't blame our brothers for not being affectionate.

There are too many things to run away when you owe money these days. If you don't come up with something real, I'm afraid we won't be able to help you! "

"Brother, why did you tell her that? Do you look at her outfit, like a spirit stone?"

"It's okay, it's okay! Our eldest brother has the softest heart, and we don't have any spiritual stone property, so we can use something else to make up for it!"

The laughter sounded again.

At this moment, Feng Qingyu finally understood, these people are purely here to find fault!
Too lazy to waste time, Feng Qingyu turned around and left.

At this moment, those male cultivators stopped her again.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be in a hurry! I have explained so much to you, you have to pay for some tea to moisten the throats of the brothers!"

"That's right! How could our brothers come back empty-handed!"

I didn't want to cause trouble, but bad things always stick to you.

Feng Qingyu was also drunk.

"What, are you planning to use force?"

"Don't say it so badly! Since you are reasonable with fellow Daoists, of course you want to live in peace, but if fellow Daoists don't know how to flatter you."

The cultivator with the highest cultivation level smiled gloomily: "No way, our brothers will have to be that villain again!"

Feng Qingyu sneered: "The robbery is so grandiose, the character of this North County cultivator is really worrying!"

Seeing that this woman was so ignorant, the fat cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building immediately turned it over and pointed the ax at Feng Qingyu's nose!

"I'm just robbery, what do you bring?"

Before he could finish speaking, Fatty had already flown out backwards!

Seeing that this woman dared to act first, the expressions of the other monks immediately sank!

A pair of malicious eyes stared at Feng Qingyu without blinking.

"Stinky bitches, how dare you play sneak attacks, you won't be named Zhu if I don't kill you!"

With a scarlet shoe print in the center of his fat face, the cultivator Zhu surnamed Zhu opened his teeth and danced his claws and rushed towards Feng Qingyu!

But before his axe fell, the whole person flew out like a broken sandbag!

This kick is heavier than the kick just now!
Fat Xiu lost his nose with this kick, leaving only two bloody holes on his bloody face!
At this time, everyone could no longer calm down, and they took out their weapons and planned to fight in groups, but at this time, the monks in the later stage of foundation establishment stopped a few people.

"Slow down!"

Being reprimanded by the big brother like this, everyone had to suppress their anger, but those ruthless eyes were still indignant.

The cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment was stunned.

These people don't know, it doesn't mean he doesn't know.

To be able to stay in this North County where dragons and snakes are mixed for so long, he relies on Liu Xin, not his son's cultivation base!
"Fellow Daoist forgive me, our brother was reckless just now. I don't know which sect disciple you are? Which senior do you worship again?"

Looking at the monk who held his arms and saluted, Feng Qingyu sneered in his heart.

Seeing that the opponent is not easy to provoke, I want to play soft, in this world of self-cultivation, it really depends on the fist!

"Don't worry, I'm not a sect disciple, and I don't have a backer to support you. If you want to rob, just come and try!" Feng Qingyu raised his chin and replied.

When she said this, the late foundation-building cultivator hesitated.

This woman has such a tyrannical attitude, shouldn't she be a child of a noble family?

Afraid of kicking the iron plate, his spiritual sense scrutinized Feng Qingyu several times.

There is no elixir on his body, and the cultivation realm displayed is only the foundation-building stage.

Although he has a good temperament, no matter how you look at it, he does not have the domineering look of the children of aristocratic families!

Especially the coarse cloth clothes, it is simply unbearable!
Really if it is the children of the aristocratic family, who wears that!

Even the servants of the big family would not wear such vulgar things!

And her waist is empty, not even the lowest storage bag!
If such a person is a child of an aristocratic family, he will cut off his head and eat it!
Thinking of this, the male cultivator had a grim expression on his face, raised his palms and headed straight for Feng Qingyu to attack!

This hand, caught off guard!

If you change to another monk with the same cultivation level, it will be difficult to avoid his sneak attack!
Who is Feng Qingyu?

Even a strong person who stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm with half a foot would have to drink hatred in her hands, how could a mere foundation-building minor repair hurt her!
The figure is only slightly on one side, and the vicious palm has fallen into the air!
Seeing that the sneak attack was not successful, the cultivator made a big move, and the rest of them picked up their weapons and attacked!
But when they attacked, they realized that there was no shadow of the woman in front of them!

A few people secretly thought badly and retreated at the same time!

But at this time, I wanted to leave, and it was obviously too late.

boom! boom! boom!
Without using any vitality, Feng Qingyu's punch directly overturned a group of people!

After knocking these people down, Feng Qingyu still couldn't understand his hatred.

When she raised her foot, she stomped on the faces of several people and stomped the heads of people into pigs' heads. The breath in her heart completely disappeared.

"Robbery! Hand over everything on you!"

Zhongxiu: "."

Seeing how many people stayed there for a while, Feng Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "Why, do you think I kicked too lightly??"

"No no no no!!"

The late Foundation Establishment cultivator with a human head and a pig face said, and pulled the storage bags of the two people beside him.

The two of them just wanted to refute, but they were glared back by his eyes.

After throwing the storage bag to Feng Qingyu, the male cultivator helped his companions and turned to leave, but Feng Qingyu stopped in front of them again.

"Did I say let you go?"

Everyone: "."

"Things are just punishments for your actions just now. Whether or not you should be spared depends on this girl's mood!"

As she said that, Feng Qingyu grabbed from the palm of her hand, and all the storage bags on those people fell into her hands.

All the women in the family were snatched away, their faces were ashen, and they wanted to fight to the death, but they were stopped by the words of the monk in the later stage of foundation building.

"She hasn't used her vitality yet!"

As if being poured down by ice water, the hearts of these people were agitated, and they instantly understood the meaning of the big brother's head.

Ignoring the small movements of these people, Feng Qingyu directly separated a ray of spirituality to check the storage bag.

However, her spiritual sense was blocked by the isolation circle inside!
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Feng Qingyu took a deep glance at those people.

Then, a more tyrannical divine sense rushed out quickly and slammed straight to the isolation circle!
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