A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 723: Lingshi piles to death you!

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Chapter 723 Lingshi piles you to death!

There are several flying boats parked not far away. The flying boats are very fast and can go to the opposite shore thousands of miles away in an hour.

But the cost of flying boats is much higher, 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones at a time, and the cost of boats is much lower, only 1,000 middle-grade spirit stones, but correspondingly, the speed is much slower, at least It will take a day.

Chen Feng really didn't have this time delay, so he chose to take a flying boat.

He walked to the several flying boats parked on one side.

Beside the flying boat, there are a few people in the costumes of handyman disciples guarding there.

They are responsible for picking up and waiting for the passengers, and they can't even drive the flying boat.

Because it takes a very strong cultivation base to drive the flying boat, their qi energy is not that strong at all.

Seeing Chen Feng dressed in a simple white coat, the handyman disciple standing next to Feizhou's face suddenly showed contempt.

He walked directly in front of Chen Feng with his nostrils in the sky, and said arrogantly: "Where is the poor ghost? Look at you like this, it doesn't seem like you can take off a boat!"

"Hurry up, roll as far as you can, roll aside, don't block the way of other guests!"

Chen Feng wrinkled his brows, looked at him, and said coldly: "How many middle-grade spirit stones are needed to ride a flying boat."

The disciple was lazy, pointing to the sign next to him very disdainfully, and said: "Did you not see it? It is clearly written on it, ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones at a time!"

"Looking at your dress, you know that you are a poor ghost. Can you sit on it? I guess you can't even sit on the boat next to it?"

"Get out, get out!"

He waved his hand very impatiently, very contemptuously.

Chen Feng looked at him with a sneer: "You said I am a poor ghost? Have the courage to say it again!"

The handyman stared at him: "What's wrong with me saying you are a poor ghost? Poor ghost! Poor ghost! Poor ghost!"

He said it three times in succession, Chen Feng laughed, took out a mustard bag, and threw it directly into the air.

Under his control, the mustard bag was opened directly in the air.

Then a huge amount of spirit stones, like a waterfall, poured directly down* from the midair.

This handyman disciple had no time to resist, and was hit by countless spirit stones. These countless spirit stones were piled into a hill several meters high, and he was directly buried in it.

People around them were in an uproar when they saw this scene.

The mustard bag that Chen Feng threw out contains the middle-grade spirit stones, let alone 10,000, I'm afraid there are 100,000!

Many people looked at Chen Fengfeng with very envious and shocked eyes.

"Oh my God, how many middle-grade spirit stones are this? Just like the hill, I think it is at least 100,000 yuan!"

"This boy is really amazing. He looks inconspicuous, but he didn't expect his wealth to be so rich!"

"And you see, he threw so many middle-grade spirit stones, he didn't feel any distress at all, indicating that his wealth is more than that!"

"Haha, that dog sees low-level things and deserves to be taught, he is rich in wealth! It's just deliberately simple."

The handyman disciple finally crawled out of the pile of spirit stones.

Everyone laughed at the embarrassed appearance of the handyman disciple.

At this moment, in the flying boat, a person in charge of things walked down quickly.

He came to Chen Feng and smiled respectfully: "This young man, calm down and calm down."

Then he dragged the handyman disciple out, and went up there with punches and kicks, and sternly shouted: "Things that don't have eyes, you offend the distinguished guests, do you know?"

The handyman was directly smashed by those spirit stones. At this time, he realized that Chen Feng was very rich and he was definitely not something he could afford. He honestly knelt on the ground and was beaten~IndoMTL.com~ Then he was dragged to Chen Feng by the manager and knelt down before Chen Feng.

Chen Feng glanced at him, and said lightly: "Dogs look at things that are low!"

Chen Feng put the middle-grade spirit stones into the mustard bag, and then stepped onto the flying boat.

There are only 6 seats on the flying boat, the other five are already full, and Chen Feng is about to sit down in the last of them.

At this moment, suddenly a brawny bald man in black rushed up, seeing the last position, and seeing Chen Feng just sitting on it.

The steward smiled and said to the brawny man in black: "This distinguished guest, we only have the last seat that has been taken. Please go down, and there will be a flying boat to take off later!" /

The strong man in black glared at him with a murderous face, and shouted sharply: "You old man, I have important things to go down the mountain, and delay the important things, can you bear it?"

"It's not enough to kill you!"

His eyes circled in the flying boat, swept across the faces of the six passengers, and then fixed on Chen Feng.

He walked to Chen Feng, looked down at him, and sternly shouted: "Little bastard, get out, this seat belongs to Lao Tzu!"

Chen Feng looked at him with a sharp flash in his eyes, and said in his heart: "Why? I'm so bullied, right?"

He said lightly: "This seat is already mine, please go down!"

Chen Feng didn't want to cause trouble, he was quite polite, but the strong man in black obviously regarded his concession as cowardice.

He stared at Chen Feng with a grim face, twisted his fists, and made a blast of bones: "Little bunny, I'll count three times. If you can't get up, don't blame me for doing it!"

"If you don't get out by yourself now, I will break your bones and throw it out again."

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