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Chapter 3827: Making Money Can Be Dangerous

    

ong family, now the number one family in the capital. No one dares to provoke them, whoever provokes them dies…""See those bodyguards They look so impressive, no comparison to those hooligans we just..."I... I didn't."

Ye Bufan was still very weak and trembling with fear.

A hint of disdain flashed in Han Lingwei's eyes. Although he hadn't played, the entire Hundred Schools Tournament was a spectacle he didn't miss, watching every match from below.

He had a clear view of the other person's former ease and grace, but now that he was in the Primordial Secret Realm, he was scared into this bear-like state. Sure enough, he was just a man who relied on others for support.

"Nonsense, how could you possibly not have a storage ring Hand it over at once, or I'll kill you right here!"

"I… I had it before, but now it's his!"

Ye Bufan said, raising his hand and pointing.

Cao Xuan's face was full of struggle. Just then, he hesitated whether to seize the time to escape, but in the end, he still lacked the courage.

After all, Han Lingwei is at the peak of the Immortal King, a level higher than him. This is also the Yuangu Ancient Secret Realm, so it's impossible to run away.

"Well, Young Master Han, what about we split it in half"

Cao Xuan held the storage ring, thinking of the mountain-like immortal crystals inside, her heart filled with reluctance.

But there's no way around it, here strength speaks volumes, he didn't have that kind of power, so he could only negotiate with the other party.

Upon seeing the cold glint in Han Lingwei's eyes, he quickly changed his tune, "No no no, three seven... two eight will do..."

"With you You have the audacity to negotiate with me"

A flash of killing intent passed through Han Lingwei's eyes, "Hand it over quickly."

"Yes!"

Although she was reluctant, Cao Xuan couldn't help it and could only reluctantly give the ring away.

Han Lingwei took it into his hands, and with a sweep of his divine consciousness, he was instantly filled with ecstasy.

The Han family has been losing heavily at the gambling dens recently. If he brought back so many Xianjing crystals, and handed them over to the Grand Elder, his position within the family would surely rise. Perhaps in the future, he could even become a candidate for inheritor.

Cao Xuan's heart ached, but she had no choice. She said, "Young Master Han, I'll be going now!"

"Let's go, let's go," Han Lingwei waved his hand. "Remember to keep it a secret, you're not allowed to tell anyone about what happened here!"

"Don't worry, I know nothing."

Cao Xuan nodded repeatedly, preparing to leave.

No sooner had he turned than a fierce sword glow appeared behind his head.

As a disciple of a powerful family, Han Lingwei has always been ruthless. How could he possibly let him just leave

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

The best way is to kill them and silence them. A dead person's mouth is the most airtight.

Cao Xuan realized the other party was going to kill him to silence him. It was too late to escape, a fierce sword beam directly beheaded him.

Then another sword light flew out, shredding his primordial spirit to pieces.

Until his death, he was filled with regret. He had a chance to get rich, but in the end, he didn't get the fairy crystal and lost his life here.

With a successful move, a cold smile curled up at the corner of Han Lingwei's mouth. The opponent was indeed stupid to think they could let him go.

Before his smile could even fade, a sudden sharp pain pierced his chest. Immediately after, a bloody sword point protruded from his left side.

Han Lingwei was both shocked and angry. As a member of the Han family, he couldn't believe someone dared to attack him so silently and stealthily.

Turning back with a struggle, he saw Jian Juebi grinning coldly.

"You..."

Han Lingwei wanted to say something more But his heart had already been pierced by the sword, and even his viscera had been shattered by the fierce sword qi. How could he possibly survive

He remained wide-eyed until his death, filled with resentment.

Jian Juebi let out a cold snort, the immortal sword in his hand flashed again, and the overflowing soul was shredded.

He then reached out and with a flick of his wrist, snatched the storage ring from the other person's hand.

A divine sweep of his gaze, a flash of delight in his eyes, it was ultimately still his.

Then, he turned his gaze to Ye Bufan beside him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

As a disciple of the Four Swords Sect, he has come to hate the young man before him.

Moreover, killing two disciples from the top 100 rankings in back-to-back tournaments is something that absolutely cannot be publicized. Therefore, the other party must die.

But at this moment, he discovered that Ye Bufan, who had been trembling with fear just now, was now smiling wickedly at him.

Jian Juebi frowned: "What are you laughing at"

"I'm laughing at all of you." Ye Bufan looked at him happily, "Have you heard this saying A mouse acts as a third wheel for a cat, earning money without valuing their life!"

"You fools, risking your lives for such a paltry amount of spirit crystals Is it worth it"

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

But no matter what, now that so many Xianjing are in hand, the next step is to kill the opponent.

Whether it's to silence the victim or avenge a blood feud, the other party must not leave the Primordial Secret Realm alive.

"Cut the crap, die!"

The sword in Jian Juebi's hand transformed into a streak of light, piercing straight towards the opponent's chest, killing intent shrouding the heaven and earth.

He wanted a quick and decisive victory, to prevent the news from leaking out, so this move utilized his full strength with no reservations.

In his estimation, with his Immortal Monarch-level strength, killing the opponent would be as easy as flipping his hand, and he wouldn't even need to use a second move.

The blade was getting closer and closer to Ye Bufan, the sharp sword glow about to pierce his heart.

But the other party simply raised his right hand, flicked it with two fingers—yes, just a light flick with two fingers.

Only a clinking sound was heard, the fairy sword cracked inch by inch from its tip and then turned into a pile of iron shavings that fell to the ground.

At the same time, blood flowed from his tiger's mouth, staining the hilt of his remaining sword red.

"This..."

Jian Juebi retreated seven or eight steps in succession, his heart filled with astonishment.

What is going on How could the other side be so strong

To be able to shatter one's own fairy sword with a single move, what level of cultivation would that require Early, mid, or late Immortal Venerable stage

Could it be that the other party has been hiding their strength all along Their abilities are no less than Jin Meir and the others, maybe even much stronger.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

One thing is certain, no matter what: the other party's strength is absolutely above their own, and it's not a little bit stronger.

After figuring that out, he didn't dare to stay there any longer and immediately turned around and ran.

To save his life, Jian Juebi exerted himself to the utmost.

Just as he rushed past a hundred meters, a flash of movement appeared before his eyes. Ye Bufan's grinning face was right in front of him.

He immediately changed direction, but the result was still the same. Before he even reached a hundred meters away, they blocked his path again.

Jian Juebi's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley at this moment. That finger, which shattered the Immortal Sword just now, now possessed such terrifying speed.

What level of cultivation does the other party possess Is it the early, middle, or late stage of Xianzunad of Lingxiaoshan! If you dare to kill him, Yunxiashan and Lingxiaoshan will definitely destroy your entire family!"He only has one son, to say he doesn't care is false, but compared to his own life,...