"Brother Zhang, listen to me first, it's just a strange illness of mine! Usually nothing happens, it's very safe, you don't have to worry. Wang Zonghui fell to the ground and said in his last dying struggle,

After hearing this, Zhang Yan shook the golden rope in his hand and said directly, "Brother Wang, we don't have to test each other together, just get straight to the point! ”

"I don't know this, and even if I do, I can't tell you!" Wang Zonghui tried to struggle again.

"You don't say this, you don't say that, then you have to tell me a little information, otherwise what do I want you to do, and what do you see this blood-red bead in my hand?" Zhang Yan said with a relaxed face, throwing the blood-red bead up and down with one hand.

Wang Zonghui saw that the pupils in his eyes shrank, and the expression on his face was a little stiff, but he still spit out words clearly, "Okay, I can tell you some things, but only for the matter of this bead, please forgive me for the rest, this bead is called the Blood Demon Bead, and after it is opened, it can greatly increase a person's strength, but such power comes at a price, every time the Blood Demon Bead is opened, it needs to sacrifice flesh and blood for the Blood Demon Bead, if the flesh and blood sacrificed is not enough, then it will eat itself." ”

"Oh, it's so magical, so how did Brother Wang get this magical treasure, you might as well let the younger brother know it, and if you meet such a treasure in the future, you won't miss it, you say yes, Brother Wang!" Zhang Yan looked at Wang Zonghui and said with interest,

"No, it's really not good, the person who gave me the Blood Demon Bead has a ban in my mind, if I say it, I'm afraid I'll die without a place to bury!" Wang Zonghui shook his head violently and said,

"Why don't I believe it, Brother Wang, I see that it's okay for you to say so much? In my opinion, you are a little dishonest!" Zhang Yan got up from the ground, held the rope in his hand, and began to circle around Wang Zonghui, knocking on the other party's head while spinning in a circle.

"Really, it's true, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, Uncle Zhang, what I said is true!" As soon as Wang Zonghui saw that Zhang Yan was about to start moving, a panicked expression began to appear on his face, and his mouth kept begging for mercy.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Zhang Yan bent down and leaned close to Wang Zonghui's face, and said, "Actually, Brother Wang, I still have a little trust in you, why don't you do this, I'll play a game with you, the name of this game is called I ask, you answer, it depends on when this bomb will explode, how about it, Brother Wang!"

"Then I'll start!" Zhang Yan ignored Wang Zonghui, who kept refusing at his feet, and directly started his first question,

"Did this Blood Demon Bead be given to you by a masked man in black with a fan?"

"I can't say it, I really can't say it!" Wang Zonghui rubbed frantically on the ground, while refusing to answer such a question.

"Brother Wang, you got the wrong answer!" Zhang Yan said as he pulled out the Juntian Sword from behind his back, swung it directly from top to bottom, and landed heavily on Wang Zonghui's body.

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After a while, Zhang Yan let go of the Juntian Sword in his hand, stretched out his hands to help the hair between his temples that had not grown, and gently exhaled a breath in his mouth.

"How is it, Brother Wang, do you remember something now?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile as he leaned in again,

"I ...... Know...... I remember!" Wang Zonghui, who was beaten into a pig's head, hurriedly said,

Unexpectedly, with a "bang", Zhang Yan picked up the Juntian Sword and struck another hard blow, "I'm sorry, Brother Wang, I made a mistake for a while, are you okay!"

Wang Zonghui must have greeted Zhang Yan's ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart now, but he still squeezed out a reluctant smile with his bruised eyes, and said,

"It's okay, I just have some itches on my body, and I need such a blow. And this blood orb was not given to me by the black-clothed masked man with the fan, as you said, but by the messenger above me, as a reward for me to enter the inner door. ”

When Zhang Yan heard that the other party didn't know the black-clothed man with a fan, he kept thinking in his heart, and the second question came out of his mouth, "Then what is the situation of the messenger you are talking about?"

"I really don't know what the situation of the messenger is, I am just an insignificant pawn under their hands, only when the task is given, I have the opportunity to hear the voice of the messenger, but I can't see the other party's figure. Wang Zonghui continued to reply,

"Then where did you get the task?" Zhang Yan asked the third question,

"Well, Brother Zhang, I've said a lot, I really can't say this question, otherwise I may really die!" Wang Zonghui shook his head again and again, refusing to answer this question,

Zhang Yan directly rubbed the Jun Tianjian against the side of the other party's face and inserted it into the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Then Brother Wang wants to die now, or does he want to face the possible death after answering this question!"

Wang Zonghui's whole person fell into silence at this moment, and his body was no longer struggling, so he thought in silence for a while, and then said, "Okay, I said, I usually receive tasks in ......."

Suddenly, a change occurred, and after Wang Zonghui said the word "in", his head began to swell, and his body began to shrink.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan on the side hurriedly retreated, and appeared directly dozens of meters away from Wang Zonghui, waiting for the next development of things.

"Zhang Yan, save ...... Save...... Help me!" Wang Zonghui seemed to use all his strength to spit out these words, his eyes bulging abnormally, and he looked at Zhang Yan.

With a "bang", Wang Zonghui's head exploded directly, his brain burst out, his flesh and blood flew sideways, and the rest of his torso was only a dry bone.

A drop of the splattered flesh and blood accidentally flew onto the hem of Zhang Yan's clothes, and with a "pop", the hem of the clothes began to turn black, and the blood instantly corroded into a small hole and fell to the ground, and the ground was pitch black.

Zhang Yan was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped back, his fingers condensed into a sharp edge across the hem of his clothes, and then he tiptoed into Wang Zonghui's dead body, bent down to pick up a ring on a miserable white finger bone and a long knife that fell aside.

Wrapping two relics of Wang Zonghui with his hands, Zhang Yan chose to put them aside first, and then he harvested the spars in the corpse of the phantom sand spider.

Soon, Zhang Yan appeared beside a small stream with a big burden, and under the clear and gentle stream, Wang Zonghui's space ring and weapon long knife were lying quietly and being washed.

And Zhang Yanpan was sitting by the water, biting a dog's tail grass in his mouth, swaying slowly, but his mind was thinking rapidly,

"Today I know that there is a unit called the envoy above this Wang Zonghui, that is to say, the other party belongs to the same organization, and this organization can also place such a high-level and vicious prohibition in the human body, which means that there must be someone in this organization who is proficient in this way, and Wang Zonghui is a disciple of the inner gate of the refining city, but he is not even qualified to see the envoy, then the strength of this organization can be imagined, it is extremely terrifying! I just hope that the other party does not care about Wang Zonghui, a disciple of the inner gate of the refining city!"

Thinking of this, an ominous premonition rose in Zhang Yan's heart, causing him to quickly pick up the ring and long knife in the stream, and his body was like electricity, running towards the direction of Refining City.

On the way, Zhang Yan also threw Wang Zonghui's long knife and space ring into an abyss, and with the blood magic bead that had just arrived, he only left some belongings and dream source stones in the space ring, because he was afraid that the so-called messenger would leave some marks on it that he could not detect.

In this way, it only took two days for Zhang Yan to appear in his own small courtyard in the Refining Weapon City.

What he didn't know was that not long after he left, a man in black descended from the sky and appeared next to the Space Ring and Blood Orb.

And Zhang Yan, who returned to Refining Weapon City, first took back a stand-in puppet he had opened in the small courtyard, and then went straight to Elder Lin's cave mansion.

This stand-in puppet is one of the backhands left by Zhang Yan, in case Refining City tracks down the cause of Wang Zonghui's death, and finds himself by following the clues of the mission, also to show his alibi.

And when Zhang Yan went out of the sect to do tasks, he also used the identity of the core disciple of the stone to leave the sect, and did not use his own disciple credentials, which means that there is no record of his own in the records of leaving the sect and entering the sect.

Zhu Tong and Zhang Yan also made arrangements, because the other party needed to get good results in the inner door promotion competition, so the other party would not betray him.

Such an arrangement put an end to Zhang Yan's own suspicion, and only left him to survive the inner disciple promotion competition peacefully.

Therefore, Zhang Yan came to Elder Lin's cave mansion to see if he could break through the limits of his body and go further in the innate realm of physical training before the competition.

"Knock knock" Zhang Yan used all his strength to knock on the door of Elder Lin's cave, but who knew that with a "click", the gate of the cave fell to the ground.

Suddenly the alarm bell rang in his heart, and then everything that happened confirmed the correctness of this alarm bell,

"Boy Yan, look at the good deeds you have done, the gate made by my 10,000-year-old cold crystal iron and eternal golden sand! Why are you so broken! How do you say you want to compensate me!" Elder Lin rushed towards Zhang Yan with his mourning voice, grabbing Zhang Yan's collar tightly with both hands, and kept shaking.

In the face of Elder Lin's questioning, Zhang Yan couldn't make any other moves, so he could only speak, "Okay, Elder Lin, tell me how much these two gates are worth! I'll compensate you, but don't go too far! ”

"That's right, this Venerable is the elder of Refining Weapon City, and he also knows that he respects the old and loves the young, so these two gates that have cost me countless efforts, you can contribute to the three hundred sects!" Elder Lin stretched out his hand in front of Zhang Yan's eyes, rubbing his fingers.

"Three hundred, why don't you grab it, it's impossible, I only have thirty here, and I don't have any more points!" Zhang Yan took out his disciple voucher and waved it violently, and said with an oath,

"Thirty is enough, thirty is enough!" Elder Lin snatched the disciple voucher in Zhang Yan's hand as fast as lightning with one hand, and directly transferred out of the thirty sects to contribute.