Picking up attributes at the beginning of the game is invincible

"Ma De, Senior Brother Bai, let's fight them!"

Tu Feixin standing beside Bai Ye was not as thick-skinned as Bai Ye.

All the signs in front of them proved that their identities had been seen through.

He couldn't calm down.

Because he is very clear.

Pretending to be a disciple of Jinglei Holy Land, bluffing and deceiving outside, once discovered by the Lord, how miserable the end will be.

He couldn't take it anymore.

"Fight Nima! We are disciples of Jinglei Holy Land, why should we fight with them? If we lose, we can't afford to lose face, if we win, people say we are bullying!"

But even so, this white page was able to calm down, still calm and composed. After scolding Tu Feixin angrily, he squinted his eyes with a cold light, and looked at Ning Feng and Luo Fan:
"Treasurer Ning, and this...kid. You really think carefully about going against our Shocking Thunder Holy Land? If you really wait for Elder Wu to come over, it won't be as simple as it is now!!"

"I've seen thick-skinned people before, but this is the first time I've seen such thick-skinned people!"

Luo Fan was also a little speechless.

I didn't bother to talk nonsense, so I sneered straight to the point:
"I'm curious, how brave are you Jinglei Sect, not only pretending to be a cultivator of Jinglei Holy Land, but even posing as Jinglei Saint Seal of Jinglei Holy Land with a fake Thunderbolt?"

"Do you really think that people in the world are idiots like you and can't discover the truth?"

"Puff~"

Hearing Luo Fan so bluntly dismantling their cover up, they completely exposed it.

Tu Feixin, who couldn't hold on at all, instantly collapsed on the ground, his face was pale, and his eyes were lifeless, muttering:

"It's over, it's really over now!"

"Who is he, and why does he know so clearly?"

"I even know the skill of Thunder Seal. Isn't this an ancient skill that we found in ancient books? Even the real disciples of the Holy Land of Thunder can't tell the difference between them!!!"

White Pages, which originally wanted to continue.

After hearing Tu Feixin's self-destructive self-talk, he also let out a "plop", and limply on the ground.

But there was no regret on his face.

Only puzzled.

"How on earth did you know?"

Bai Ye raised his head resentfully, and asked in a cold tone.

"Hey?"

Seeing the reaction of Bai Ye and Tu Feixin, Ning Feng finally realized at this time that what Luo Fan said was true, and these people in front of him were all fake disciples of Thunder Shrine.

"You guys are so brave, you dare to pretend to be disciples of Jinglei Holy Land! Come here, arrest them all for me, and send them to Elder Wu in Haimo City, let him decide for himself!!"

Ning Feng said excitedly.

"Treasurer Ning, do you really want to be so vicious? Although we are indeed pretending to be disciples of Jinglei Holy Land, but the strength of our brothers is also the peak of Wu Zong. Just relying on you people, want to stop us? I advise you, it is best As if what happened today didn’t happen, let the rest of us go!! Otherwise…”

Bai Ye suddenly laughed sinisterly, he didn't finish his sentence, but with that expression of resentment, everyone could understand what he meant by what he didn't say.

The smile on Ning Feng's face froze instantly.

The expression became very ugly for a while.

She also realized that Bai Page's words did make sense.

Although this is the pier of the Western Regions.

There are many practitioners coming and going around.

But most of them are practitioners in the early and mid-term of Wu Zong.

Even on the Tianlong.

The remaining crew members were only from the mid-term of Wu Zong.

It might not be enough to deal with these disciples of the Jinglei Sect who are at the peak of Wuzong.

"Bang~"

But at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly exploded in Ning Feng's ear, waking her up from her contemplation.

She found out in astonishment.

Luo Fan, who was standing beside him, suddenly appeared in front of Bai Ye, pointed his foot at his chest, and stepped on it.

The huge force directly embedded the white page on the deck of the Tianbei forcibly.

Embarrassed!

"Little red man, how dare you really do it?"

Bai Ye only felt a tearing pain in his chest, but compared to the shame that the leg trampled on his chest, it brought him much less shame.

He really couldn't figure it out.

How dare a cultivator with 9 stars of martial arts dare to do anything to a strong man at the pinnacle of the martial arts sect.

"Crack!"

Luo Fan didn't answer Bai Ye's scolding, but just exerted force on his feet again and crushed him hard.

A crisp sound of bone cracking came from Bai Ye's chest again.

"Ah~"

"Pfft~"

The broken ribs pierced directly into Bai Ye's chest, causing him to scream in pain and spurt blood wildly.

In the gushing blood, there was also a trace of finely minced meat.

It was clearly fragments of injured internal organs.

"Why don't I dare?"

Only then did Luo Fan speak, and looked down at Bai Ye with a sneer on his face.

"Come on, kill him for me!!"

White Page was furious.

Even if Luo Fan was replaced by Ning Feng, a cultivator in the late Wuzong period, he would not be so angry if he treated him like this.

Because he is very clear.

Disciples who pretend to be Jinglei Holy Land disciples will indeed end up miserable after being exposed.

But this person is Luo Fan.

A cultivator with a 9-star martial artist!
In the eyes of Bai Ye before, let alone a 9-star martial artist, even a peak martial artist is a piece of rubbish.

In the past, in my eyes, the existence of rubbish made me so unbearable. Doesn't that mean that I am even worse than rubbish!
A strong sense of shame erupted in Bai Ye's heart.

He is struggling desperately!

However, he was horrified to find that Luo Fan's feet, like an ancient sacred mountain, were firmly pressed against his chest, making him unable to move at all.

Not only that.

After each struggle, I can still clearly feel that the power transmitted by stepping on the foot on the chest will become greater.

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
How could a trash with a 9-star martial artist have such powerful power?

anger!
Unwilling!

And unbelievable emotions kept pounding in Bai Ye's heart.

"stop!!"

Suddenly, a violent roar came from the void in the distance.

"Whoosh~"

Immediately afterwards, when Luo Fan heard a rushing sound, a faint sense of crisis exploded in his heart.

Luo Fan frowned.

Turn around and look.

He stomped his foot suddenly.

The white pages inlaid on the deck instantly flew up.

"Bang~"

Confirming that the visitor was coming towards him, without any hesitation, Luo Fan took Bai Ye's flying body like a football and kicked the visitor fiercely.

"Whoosh~"

"Bang Bang!!"

Bai Ye's body exploded suddenly, producing a berserk sound wave, attacking the person who came at the speed of lightning.