Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

As soon as the burly man finished speaking, the two groups of people looked over at the same time.

At this time, a breeze blew slowly on the street, and the originally restless atmosphere seemed to be slightly calmed by the breeze.

Zhao Tianming's face flushed, he quickly came over and greeted excitedly.

"Li Fan, you're here too. I was just wondering when you'd arrive."

That’s right, one of the acquaintances was Zhao Tianming and several other wealthy young men.

Then, the kind little girl also poked her smiling face out from behind Zhao Tianming, blinking her big eyes full of joy.

"Brother Li Fan, you're here too! Yeah, that's great."

Several other teenagers also gathered around and greeted each of them enthusiastically.

Only then did Li Fan know that the little girl's name was Qian Zhirou, and she was the youngest granddaughter of the Qian family, one of the four major families in Wushuang City.

The other three are Li Xingrui, Luo Xiaolin, and Sheng Xiaoqiang.

They are all children of the big families in Wushuang City, and that is why they can get together to play.

After a few pleasantries, Zhao Tianming suggested that everyone go to the nearby Yipinju for dinner.

He danced and talked incessantly, talking about the signature features of the store.

"The charcoal-grilled monster meat there is incredibly good. We tried it once and couldn't forget it. You have to make a reservation, though."

Li Fan was tired from the journey and was hungry, so he agreed immediately.

At this time, he also figured out the reason for the dispute between the two parties.

It turned out that it was for a magic sword on the street stall.

The magic sword looked plain and ordinary, with nothing special about it.

However, the stall owner was very eloquent and claimed that it was found in a mysterious secret place.

The poor appearance is only temporary. It is because the pearl has been covered with dust and has not met a good owner. Once it is consecrated, it will surely become a sharp blade that can cut through iron like mud.

Because the stall owner was eloquent, Zhao Tianming and his friends stopped and decided to take a look.

However, before they could pick up the spiritual sword, it was snatched away by the people on the opposite side.

This led to a heated argument.

The main issue was not about an ordinary spiritual sword, but the core of the dispute was actually a matter of face.

If Li Fan hadn't suddenly appeared, they would probably still be arguing.

After meeting old friends again, Zhao Tianming and his friends no longer had the heart to continue arguing.

Just use the excuse of having a meal to leave.

But they wanted to settle the matter peacefully, but the people on the other side were not happy about it.

The young man leading the opposite group walked out swaggeringly.

With a wicked smile on his face, he crossed his arms, held his head high, and said sarcastically, "Want to leave? Not so easy! You've wasted my time, so don't even think about leaving without compensation!"

The young man was dressed in luxurious clothes, but it could not hide his ugly appearance with pointed chin, crooked eyes and slanted mouth. It was obvious that he was not a good person.

Looking at his arrogant and domineering attitude, it is obvious that he wants to act like a bully.

Li Fan thought to himself, "This guy is so arrogant! He actually dares to treat Zhao Tianming and the others so arrogantly in Wushuang City. Is there something he relies on? But what kind of support can allow him to be so arrogant?"

Thinking of this, he decided to wait and see how Zhao Tianming and others would deal with it.

Who knew that when Zhao Tianming heard what the other party said, he suddenly became furious.

Without saying a word, he drew out his sword and rushed out like an arrow.

He wielded his sword with a fierce momentum, carrying an indomitable spirit as he roared, "Today I'll let you know how powerful I am!"

When the teenagers saw that their boss had rushed out, they were not willing to be outdone and rushed out like tigers.

The young man in fancy clothes saw Zhao Tianming and others fighting over a disagreement, but he remained calm and didn't show any panic at all.

He just glanced behind him nonchalantly and said coldly, "Go ahead."

Before he finished speaking, a person suddenly rushed out from the team behind him.

The man was tall and strong, like a small mountain.

His arms are strong and powerful, and he has infinite strength.

With every step he took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

Seeing the strong man rushing up like a tiger.

Li Xingrui danced a pair of short sticks in his hands, swinging them left and right, with the wind from the sticks whistling.

He had intended to make a detour from the side, but the burly man suddenly turned around and swung his arm, almost knocking his short stick out of his hand.

Li Xingrui's face flushed red, and the stubbornness in his heart was instantly aroused. He gritted his teeth and attacked again, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Luo Xiaolin quickly formed seals with his hands, and a series of ice spike talismans shot out as fast as the wind.

However, the ice spikes hit the strong man like raindrops falling on stone, with no effect.

Instead, the strong man suddenly rushed forward with an overwhelming momentum, which was extremely terrifying.

Luo Xiaolin was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly and almost fell to the ground.

If Sheng Xiaoqiang had not raised his huge axe to save him in time, his head would have been crushed by the strong man.

But at the same time, Sheng Xiaoqiang was also shocked and felt severe pain in his palm.

Zhao Tianming seized the opportunity and thrust out his sword like a poisonous snake emerging from a hole, aiming straight at the strong man's vital point.

Unexpectedly, the strong man was extremely agile and dodged it easily, kicking out.

Zhao Tianming was unable to dodge and rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

At this moment, he was shocked and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

The strong man was very powerful, and Zhao Tianming and his companions were soon at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, the little girl Qian Zhirou greeted Li Fan and said, "Brother Li Fan, please help us hold the line."

After saying that, he took out a pair of mandarin duck axes and rushed forward.

Qian Zhirou was petite and agile, and the mandarin duck axe flew up and down in her hand, flashing with cold light, targeting the strong man's weaknesses.

For a moment, the strong man was a little flustered and overwhelmed.

With Qian Zhirou's joining, the situation reversed instantly.

This group of rich young men actually fought the strong man to a draw.

The young man in fancy clothes looked at the situation on the field, snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"A rabble."

He pointed behind him again and said viciously, "Go and teach these bastards a lesson."

At this moment, a strong man at the eighth level of Qi training suddenly walked out from the team behind him.

This man had a stern face and eyes as sharp as an eagle. People dared not look him in the eye. It seemed that if one looked at him, the soul would be frozen.

He held a spear in his hand, the spear body was as black as ink, emitting bursts of coldness, as if it could freeze people's souls.

His steps were steady and powerful. Every step he took was like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, carrying an invisible pressure that made people shudder.

Everyone around gasped and started whispering to each other.

"These kids are probably in trouble. The other side actually has a strong man at the eighth level of Qi training."

"Alas, we can only say that they were unlucky to have run into such a tough guy."

"I hope a miracle happens, otherwise these children will be in great trouble."

Li Fan sighed and thought that it seemed that he would have to do it himself.

However, at this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the second floor next to him: "Stop!"

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to this angry shout.

I saw an old man standing in the second-floor window. He had a sharp gaze and a dignified look.

"The Cliff Sea is about to open, and you dare to be so presumptuous!"

The old man's voice was like a loud bell, carrying an irresistible aura.

The young man in fancy clothes raised his head and glanced at the old man, his lips slightly raised, revealing a hint of disdain.

He said contemptuously, "Old man, stop meddling in other people's business! It's not your turn to point fingers at me when I'm doing something."

After saying that, he actually asked the cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training next to him to continue the attack. He did not take the old man seriously at all, and his provocation was evident in his words.

The old man snorted coldly, his eyes widened, and he shouted angrily.

"You ignorant child, I am the law enforcement elder of Wushuang City. Please stop being unreasonable about what happened today!"

When the young man in gorgeous clothes heard the words "law enforcement elder", he felt no fear in his heart, but laughed even more wildly.

"What law enforcement elder? He's nothing but a piece of shit in front of this young master. If you have the guts, come and take charge!"

The law enforcement elder's face instantly turned gloomy. He flashed and jumped from the second floor, landing steadily in front of everyone.

He just waved his hands, and a wave of spiritual power from the ninth level of Qi training quickly spread out.

But although his cultivation seemed to be okay, his aura was a little weak.

The cultivator on the opposite side who was at the eighth level of Qi training had a gloomy face, holding a long iron spear with a cold gleam on the tip, and stabbed straight at the law enforcement elder like a gust of wind.

Its speed was as fast as lightning, causing a sharp whistling sound in the wind.

The law enforcement elder dodged to the side, waved his robe sleeves lightly, and tried to use his spiritual power to repel his opponent.

However, his move was rather arrogant, and defeat seemed inevitable.

Sure enough, the spearmanship of the cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training was as sharp as a snake emerging from a cave, with one shot following another, and his attacks were fierce and tricky.

In a short while, the law enforcement elder was gradually losing the upper hand.

Seeing the long spear sweeping towards him, he jumped up in a hurry, but his clothes were still torn by the tip of the spear.

At this moment, his face became extremely ugly, and he obviously felt a little ashamed.

He immediately wanted to use the talisman to attack, but it was too late.

How could the cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training give him this opportunity?

I saw a long spear following like a shadow, pressing forward step by step.

Under the cover of heavy gun shadows, the law enforcement elder was caught off guard and could only dodge around in a panic.

Everyone was shocked.

It is unbelievable that the law enforcement elder with higher cultivation was beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back!

Li Fan shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, thinking to himself: "I thought he was a King, but I didn't expect him to be just a Bronze. This is really troublesome."

At this time, Zhao Tianming and his companions were in a rather bad situation, and were about to be defeated by the burly man.

Li Fan sighed lightly, and condensed a "flying shuttle" in his sea of ​​consciousness, ready to help.