Chapter 3827: Make money at the expense of life

"I...I didn't."

Ye Bufan still acted very weak, trembling with fear.

A flash of disdain flashed in Han Lingwei's eyes. Although he did not play in the game, the entire Hundred Doors Competition was not lost. Everyone is watching below.

He had a clear view of the other party's coolness and ease before, but now he was so frightened that he looked like a bear when he arrived at the Primordial Secret Realm. He was indeed a freeloader.

"Nonsense, how could you not have a storage ring? Hand it over quickly, or I will kill you now!"

"I...I originally had it, but now it's at his place!"

Ye Bufan raised his hand and pointed.

Cao Xuan's face was full of tangles. At that moment, he hesitated whether he should seize the time to escape, but in the end he still didn't have the courage.

After all, Han Lingwei is at the peak of the Immortal King, one level higher than him, and this is the Primordial Secret Realm, so he can't escape even if he wants to.

"Um, Mr. Han, do you think we can each take half?"

Cao Xuan held the storage ring and thought of the mountain-like fairy crystal inside, feeling filled with reluctance.

But there is no other way. Strength means everything here. He does not have that strength and can only negotiate with the other party.

But when he saw the cold light in Han Lingwei's eyes, he quickly changed his mind, "No, no, no, three or seven...two or eight will do..."

"Only you, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with this young master?"

A murderous look flashed in Han Lingwei's eyes, "Hurry up and hand it over to me."

"yes!"

Although she was full of reluctance, Cao Xuan had no choice but to reluctantly give the ring away.

Han Lingwei took it in his hand, glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness, and his face was filled with ecstasy.

The Han family had suffered heavy losses in the gambling house during this period. If he brought so many fairy crystals back to the great elder, his status in the family would definitely rise, and he might become one of the candidates for the heir in the future.

Cao Xuan was heartbroken and bleeding, but she had no choice but to say, "Mr. Han, I'll leave first!"

"Let's go, let's go." Han Lingwei waved his hand, "Remember to keep it secret, no one is allowed to talk about things here!"

"Don't worry, I don't know anything."

Cao Xuan nodded repeatedly and prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around, a sharp sword light appeared behind his head.

As a disciple of a big family, Han Lingwei has always been ruthless, so how could he let him leave like this?

Once the news spread that he had taken Ye Bufan's storage ring, how could he take it out?

So the best way is to kill people and silence them. Dead people have the strictest mouths.

Cao Xuan realized that the other party was going to kill someone and silence him. It was too late to escape. The sharp sword light directly cut off his head.

Then another sword light flew out, smashing his soul into pieces.

He was full of reluctance until his death. He originally had a chance to make a fortune, but failed to get a piece of fairy crystal. In the end, he even lost his life here.

After a successful move, Han Lingwei had a sneer on his lips. The other party was really stupid. He really thought he could let him go.

But before his smile faded, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then a bloody sword tip pierced his heart from his left chest.

"who is it!"

Han Lingwei was shocked and angry. After all, he was a member of the Han family. Who dared to attack so quietly?

He struggled to turn around and saw Jian Jubi with a sneer on his face.

"you……"

What else does Han Lingwei want to say? But his heart has been pierced by the sword, and even his internal organs have been smashed to pieces by the sharp sword energy. How can he survive?

Until his death, he kept his eyes wide open and full of unwillingness.

Jian Juebi snorted coldly, and the fairy sword in his hand flashed with sword light again, crushing the overflowing soul.

Then he reached out and grabbed the storage ring in the opponent's hand.

Scanning with his spiritual consciousness, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, it finally belonged to me.

Then he looked at Ye Bufan next to him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

As a disciple of the Sifang Sword Sect, he already hated the young man in front of him.

In addition, two disciples from the Top 100 Competition were killed one after another. This kind of thing must not be publicized, so the other party must die.

At this time, he discovered that Ye Bufan, who was originally trembling with fear, was now looking at him teasingly with a smile on his face.

Jian Juebi frowned: "Why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you people." Ye Bufan looked at him cheerfully, "Have you ever heard of a saying? A mouse works as an escort for a cat, and it costs her life to make money!

You people are really stupid. Is it worth risking your life for such a small amount of immortal crystal? "

Jian Juebi was a little confused. He didn't understand what escorting meant, and he didn't know why the other party's attitude had changed so much.

But no matter what, now that so many fairy crystals have been obtained, the next step is to kill the opponent.

Whether it's murder and silencing, or revenge and bloodshed, the other party will never leave the Primordial Secret Realm alive.

"Stop talking nonsense and go to hell!"

The fairy sword in Jian Juebi's hand turned into a stream of light, piercing the opponent's chest, and the murderous aura enveloped the world.

What he wanted was a quick victory to prevent the news from leaking out, so he used all his strength in this move without holding anything back.

According to his idea, with his Immortal Lord stage strength, it would be easy to kill the opponent without even using a second move.

But seeing the tip of the sword getting closer and closer to Ye Bufan, the sharp sword light was about to poke at the center.

But the other party raised his right hand and flicked it with two fingers. Yes, he just flicked it with two fingers.

Just hearing a ding, the fairy sword began to crack inch by inch from the tip, and then turned into a pile of iron filings and fell to the ground.

At the same time, blood dripped from his tiger's mouth, staining the only hilt of the sword in his hand red.

"this……"

Jian Jubi took seven or eight steps back, filled with horror.

What's happening here? Why is the other party so strong?

To be able to crush one's own immortal sword with one move, what kind of cultivation level is required to do this? In the early stage of Immortal Lord, in the middle stage or in the late stage?

Could it be that the other party has been hiding his strength? His strength is not weaker than Jin Meier and others, and is even much stronger.

In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

But no matter what, one thing is certain, that is, the opponent's strength is definitely higher than his own, and the difference is not even a little bit different.

After thinking about this, he didn't dare to stay here and immediately turned around and ran away.

In order to save his life, Jian Juebi used his speed to the extreme.

But just as he rushed a hundred meters away, a figure flashed in front of him, and Ye Bufan's smiling face appeared in front of him.

He immediately changed direction, but the result was the same. Before he could reach a hundred meters away, someone blocked his way again.

At this moment, Jian Jubi's heart sank to the bottom completely. The finger that shattered the fairy sword just now was moving at such a terrifying speed.

What kind of cultivation level does the other party have? Immortal Lord in the early stage, middle stage, or late stage?

But he is obviously a little-known boy who comes from a low-level sect in Diletian. How can he be so powerful?

Full of doubts, he waved his hand and three storage box rings flew out.

They come from the previous ones of Cao Xuan, Han Lingwei and Ye Bufan. "Give you all the rings and let me go!"