Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

That's right. Wu Fan never thought of letting Duan Gansu go. He did this because he wanted to monopolize all his wealth.

Don't blame him for being greedy. As he said just now, if Duan Gansu had died in the hands of the two of them before, Batu might not have shared his treasures with him.

He had already offended Aoya because of the distribution of treasures before, so he couldn't use the same method to rob again, otherwise he would leave too many enemies, and he would be cautious everywhere.

But now it's different. Not only can he get all of Duan Gansu's wealth legitimately, but Batu can't say anything wrong.

As for the vanity of leaving a great reputation in Beidou Domain by killing Duan Gansu, and the unrealistic thing of leaving merits in Ganyang, nothing is more important than getting all the wealth of a great monk.

At worst, he will conceal this matter, and no one in the outside world will ever know.

"You...! Okay, Fellow Daoist Wu, how can you let me go?"

Duan Gansu was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at Wu Fan and wanted to curse him, but fortunately he realized the reality in time and asked indifferently.

There was no other way. He had lost the strength to fight, and the other party was not an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, so he could only compromise.

"Let you go, ha...! Don't think about it. I spent so much effort to get you out, how could I let you go easily? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for colluding with Ming Qianzong. Come to the Beidou Domain."

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows, sneered, and stood up and flew forward without saying a word.

"Wu, Fellow Daoist Wu, wait a minute. How about this? I'll give you the storage bag and swear never to appear in the Beidou Domain. Don't worry, I'll keep my word and won't have any revengeful intentions. Is this feasible?"

Duan Gansu was shocked when he saw this. He quickly stretched out his arm and waved his hand to signal him to stop. At the same time, his legs couldn't help but retreat backwards.

But Wu Fan turned a deaf ear to this. He rushed to him in a few flashes and smashed his head with his stick.

Since the other party was wearing an inner armor robe, he was too lazy to waste time and attacked his head directly.

"Wu Fan, you will definitely die a miserable death. I will remember this grudge!"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, Duan Gansu was like crazy, shouting with a face full of resentment, and at the same time, he threw his arm, and the iron ring that appeared before instantly turned into a green light and shot out.

At the same time, a layer of silver light suddenly emerged from his body. After a few flashes, it quickly covered his entire body, but the silver light at this time was much dimmer than before.

It can be seen that the little mana left in his body is not enough to support this indestructible silver light, but fortunately his head is wrapped inside.

"Humph! It's a waste of effort!"

Seeing this, Wu Fan curled his lips, and his mind moved. The Soul-Slaying Sword in the sky trembled slightly and disappeared in an instant, but the next moment, it shot out between the two of them, hitting the iron ring squarely, knocking the ring out.

And the stick in Wu Fan's hand smashed down without stopping.

A muffled "bang" sound came out.

Even though Duan Gansu had been retreating, how could he be faster than Wu Fan? The Sky-Smashing Stick hit his head firmly.

The force of this blow was not light. Although Duan Gansu blocked this blow, the silver light on his head became dim again in the flashing, and it looked like it was about to be extinguished.

Wu Fan smiled coldly and raised the stick again without saying a word.

The muffled sound of "bang bang bang" came out one after another. After a few continuous smashes, the silver light finally dissipated.

"No, Wu, Fellow Daoist Wu, please show mercy...!"

Duan Gansu looked at the iron root that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and his eyes showed extreme fear. But before he finished speaking, his eyes went black and he completely lost consciousness.

"Hehe, I'm sorry!"

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Wu Fan smiled coldly, stretched out his hand to untie the other party's storage bag, and put it into the small space without checking it.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the Soul-Slaying Sword and the green iron ring in the sky flew over in a flash, and were also collected by him.

"I want to see what kind of robes have such strong defense, which is even more powerful than the Heavenly Demon Hegemon Body Art that I have practiced for many years."

Wu Fan looked expectant, slowly raised his palm, and with a "puff", a ball of fire emerged from the center of his palm, emitting a terrifying high temperature, and then he threw it out.

As soon as the fireball touched the corpse, a "sizzling" sound was heard, and in a blink of an eye, the corpse turned into ashes in the flames.

But on the ground, there was a dusty inner armor left.

Wu Fan's eyes lit up, picked it up and looked at it. It was soft and warm to the touch, and it felt very comfortable, as if it was a work of art, extremely exquisite!

So he blew it with a big mouth, and the dust on the inner armor was blown away in an instant.

Instantly, a silver inner armor appeared in front of him.

"Huh...! This breath!!!"

Wu Fan carefully sensed it, then stared with his eyes, showing disbelief, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

At the same time, a white light suddenly flew out from the spirit beast bag on his waist, circled around, and landed in front of him, revealing a beautiful girl.

"What's wrong, Master? What is this?"

Ling'er hurriedly came forward, staring at the inner armor and asked.

"I don't know what it is. According to the name above, I have never heard of such a treasure in ancient times, and it has never been recorded in the classics, but I can be sure that this must be a top-grade ancient spiritual weapon, because the aura it exudes is no worse than that of the wind wheel!"

"No wonder, it turns out that the defensive aura on Duan Gansu's body is actually caused by this treasure. It seems that this person has made countless enemies in his life. In addition to his powerful invisibility skills, most of the credit for being able to live to this day should be attributed to this treasure."

Wu Fan shook his head first, and then said solemnly.

On the front chest of the inner armor, he clearly saw the four words "Tiansi Soft Armor", which was obviously the name of this treasure.

"Top-grade ancient spiritual weapon, my God, we are so lucky."

Ling'er was shocked, staring at the inner armor and muttering, her eyes filled with light.

"Yes, such precious things are rare, especially defensive treasures like this, which are rare in the world. We are really lucky!"

Wu Fan also nodded with emotion, and then looked at Ling'er who was drooling beside him, with a smile in his eyes.

"Of course, with this thing, you have an extra life, master, congratulations!"

Ling'er knew that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly wiped her saliva with her sleeve, then nodded her little head.

"Haha, it should be congratulations, this Tiansi soft armor is for you!"

Wu Fan finally laughed out loud and threw the soft armor over without hesitation.