Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

For this,

Lin Fan didn't say anything, he just raised his colorful feather fan and then fanned at the crowd at his feet.

Amidst the popping sounds and the screams of the Muwang clan members, the broken limbs and broken bodies exploded, and the souls were wiped out in the eyes of countless people. The dead could no longer die.

Even Muchen, the ancestor of the Mu Royal Clan, who was trampled under his feet, screamed in agony. He felt that his soul was stirring under the terrible destructive power, as if it was about to explode.

This scene ignited the passion of the whole audience.

Unexpectedly, when faced with the powerful Muwang Clan coming with their strength, Ling Tian did not show any signs of intimidation. He moved swiftly and directly blasted the souls of the Muwang Clan members to shock him.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Is this a tiger, or does he have absolute confidence and not take the Mu Royal Family seriously?

The strong men of the Muwang clan who came with force did not expect that they would put up such a posture, which was enough to make the clan dare not act rashly. As a result, the other party actually didn't take it seriously, and the attack was a decisive blow.

Although they knew that this was a warning and deterrent to them, they felt annoyed, but they did not dare to act rashly.

The two sides were engaged in a silent confrontation.

In the end, it was the Muwang clan that was defeated first.

After all, Muchen, who is also the ancestor of the Muwang clan, has now become a part of the crowd...

They can only show the realm of forming pills in this area, and they are not necessarily stronger than Muchen.

Muchen had already lost, and if they went up, nine out of ten of them would end up dead in vain.

"What do you want?" The leading ancestor said in a deep voice, trying hard to show off as the ancestor of the Mu Royal Clan.

Lin Fan smiled coldly: "I have already made it very clear. The Muwang Clan's treasures, treasures, weapons, and local specialties, what about Meng Po Soup, Bian Hua costs ten thousand kilograms."

"impossible!"

The leading old man flatly rejected it.

What a joke.

Whatever this boy said was too heavy for the Muwang Clan to bear.

Lin Fan didn't say anything, he just raised the colorful feather fan in his hand.

This made the old man in charge, who had categorically rejected it just a moment ago, frown into a frown.

Threat, this is the threat of Chi Guoguo.

There is no reason for this. It simply does not make sense.

His majestic Mu Royal Clan, a large family in the starry sky, was actually threatened by a little Danjie kid.

But seeing that the opponent's colorful feather fan was about to fall down, he finally gritted his teeth and said: "Wait!"

Lin Fan did not wait.

Still fanning down as casually as before.

In an instant, more than a dozen souls in the crowd exploded into pieces and dissipated into soul light. Mu Chen's soul body, which was stepped on, stirred up, and soul light escaped to the heaven and earth. The soul body was a little transparent...

This made Muchen's face reveal a trace of uncontrollable panic.

"Damn it, damn it." The leading old man was so angry that he wanted to cut the damn guy in front of him into pieces. "You dare to bully our Muwang clan like this, but you must consider the consequences!"

"Consequences?" Lin Fan grinned harmlessly, "Why didn't you think about the consequences when your ancestor of the Mu Royal Clan disregarded his status and killed the little Jiji Pain in the Land of God's Fall?"

Speaking of this, Lin Fan's face became cold and stern: "Today, I want nothing less, otherwise...the ancestor and the young master will be waiting to die."

"Boy, you are going too far." A quasi-ancestor behind the leading old man said coldly, "We are suppressed by the rules of Lingtian Realm here, and we can't do anything to you, but are you planning to huddle here for the rest of your life? When...you step out of the Dan Formation Realm and enter the Cave Void, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Hearing the other party's threats, Lin Fan grinned and took action the next moment.

When the leading old man didn't react, runes filled the sky, and the Divine Chain of Order penetrated the air, rolling up the quasi-ancestor.

Amid the opponent's furious roars, the soul body smashed into the crowd in embarrassment and became part of the crowd.

This scene made the surroundings once again burst into unbelievable noises.

As for the Mu Wang clan members in the sky, their faces were even more ashen.

In front of them, people were dragged into the crowd.

What a shame.

But after the anger passed, everyone became rational for the first time and began to face up to this extortion and no longer take chances.

"It is impossible to suppress the clan's treasures and treasures. We can discuss the Bianhua flower and Mengpo soup." The leading old man had a gloomy face and said with heartache, "The Bianhua... we can give you three flowers, and Mengpo soup can be given to you. A jar!”

"Are you bargaining with me?" Lin Fan was amused, and then continued to raise his hand. The colorful feather fan in his hand bloomed again, and took away several people in an instant.

This made several members of the Muwang clan go crazy.

They didn't expect this damn guy to be so incompetent.

Lin Fan looked at the people in front of him with a sneer, and slapped Muchen on the head again: "Aren't you the ancestor of the clan? It seems worthless? How about I send you to death?"

"Wait a minute." The leading old man said quickly in mid-air.

He was really afraid of this damn boy.

Playing cards out of the ordinary.

And he won't eat anything soft or hard, and he won't drink even a drop of water...

He pondered for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth: "We can promise to give you a treasure to suppress the clan, and we can also give you Meng Po Tang and Bianhua, but ten thousand pounds is unrealistic!"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and then finally relaxed: "Okay."

Hearing this, the Muwang clan on Tongtian Peak breathed a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that this stupid young man was really not good enough. They didn't expect that this guy also had the hair of a silver gun. He was just trying to hold on, but he could actually bargain.

They were thinking this, and even started to consider severely 'lowering the price', but they heard the other party's lazy voice: "For the sake of everyone being old acquaintances... I'll give you the market price. Let’s get three thousand catties of each.”

The members of the Muwang clan, who were still secretly rejoicing, fell into a trough at that time.

Three thousand catties.

Do you think this is cabbage on the street?

What an old acquaintance?

At the market price?

Is it possible to get the market price through extortion?

"What? Aren't you happy?" Lin Fan's face turned cold, "Young master, I am a small businessman, and I am an innocent person."

"Go to the Jiang Clan and find out. The Jiang Clan originally gave out three thousand kilograms of soul liquid to redeem people, and there was no ancestor who was suppressed. They were just an insignificant young master, and there were one hundred and eighty clan members."

The expressions of all the Mu Royal Family were stunned at that time.

The Jiang clan was also blackmailed by them?

And there are three thousand kilograms of soul liquid.

Yuanhun Liquid is a treasure that is no worse than Meng Po Tang and Bianhua Flower.

It wasn’t just the members of the Mu Royal Family who showed incredible expressions.

There was an uproar among the onlookers at Tongtian Peak.

After all, this is the first time many people have heard that the Jiang clan was blackmailed by this person and paid such a huge price of three thousand kilograms of soul liquid.

But look at the colorful feather fan in the hands of the evil star in front of you.

Isn’t that the Jiang clan’s most precious treasure?

With all the treasures falling into the hands of the other party, it seems that... the Jiang clan's payment of three thousand kilograms of soul liquid was not an unwarranted move by this kid.

It's just...that's three thousand kilograms of soul liquid.

If converted into wealth,

I'm afraid that all the collections in the treasure houses of some wealthy families combined cannot compare.

Then I thought about it, they were extorting [-] kilograms of Yuan Soul Liquid from the Jiang Clan, and the price quoted to the Mu Wang Clan at this moment, not to mention, this is really... the market price!