Xuanwu knocked his head.

Fifty-one percent of the shares of Huangle Media came from his empty gloves, and it is indeed not distressing to give 45 percent to others, and he himself also controls 55 percent of the absolute control of the person, that is to say, once the words he said today and the shares he controls are neutralized, then it is equivalent to not saying anything. What those celebrities got was the money that Qin Yang extorted from Ying Zhi effortlessly, it wasn't his own anyway, and with these shares, Master could earn back the amount he had invested in almost no one in a year, and even far exceeded. A sure-fire deal.

"Have you seen your senior sister?" Qin Yang asked.

"I've seen it." Xuanwu nodded honestly and said.

"In the future, you must remember that she is your senior sister, the person we master and apprentice will protect for the rest of our lives." Qinyang Road.

Xuanwu nodded solemnly and said, "I will, Master!" ”

"Let's go back." Qin Yang said: "I still have a lot of things to deal with. ”

"Oh."

Xuanwu left honestly.

Late at night, the silence was terrible.

Yanjing's slightly cold cold wind blew in the air, making people feel the swishing coolness, under the light of the street lamp, there was an occasional person who was also fleeting, Qin Yang strolled through the vast street like a ghost, walking, a murderous sword appeared in his hand, his right hand danced lightly, the sword buzzed, and the originally handsome face was filled with a layer of dark aura, if someone walked in front of him, he would be horrified to find that he was standing here so clearly but it was ethereal and untouchable.

Whoosh.

Several rumors of wind kept coming around, Qin Yang's brows furrowed slightly, his pace became slower and slower, and men in silver-white robes appeared around him one after another, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Come out." Qin Yang said coldly.

With a few swoops, six Silver Moon Warriors suddenly appeared ten meters in front of Qin Yang, each holding a katana in their hands, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of Qin Yang's mouth: "Also, all come out." ”

As if to correct his statement, several ninjas wearing dark purple ninja suits also appeared quietly in front of them, this group of people was the inhumane Yamaguchi Group Shadow Killer who had been rectified at the beginning, and the three ninjas in the lead were gloomy, Qin Yang sneered: "Name? ”

"Kiyohide Takagi."

"Mototada Torii."

"Tadahiro Torii."

"Okay, the sixteen gods of Tokugawa, it's a pity that one was slaughtered, and the other was killed by my sixth uncle, what? The three of you are here to die too? Qin Yang asked with a sneer.

"Hmph, Qin Yang, you will die today!" Kiyohide Takagi said coldly.

"Say in my land that I will die? Are you too arrogant? Qin Yang sneered, and after finishing speaking, he looked at the Silver Moon Warrior again, and said, "What? You're here to kill me, too? ”

"Hand over the keys to the Qin Imperial Palace." The Silvermoon Samurai's intentions were simple: "We can sit back and watch. ”

Qin Yang said: "Give it to you?" Just because you dare to try to get involved in the Qin Imperial Palace? I really don't know whether to live or die, and I want to get the key, it's very simple, kill me and I'm talking. ”

"Then don't blame us for being rude!"

After that, the six Silver Moon Warriors were about to step forward, but Qin Yang clapped his hands, and suddenly two people rushed out of the black shadow, Hongjun and Guangcheng, their faces were very ugly, not because of anything else, but because their lives were controlled by Qin Yang, the powerful energy left by Qin Shi Huang on them was an existence that they could not resist, if Qin Yang was willing, they would die immediately.

Just imagine, I always thought that the object of being played with became the master who manipulated them, no one would be in a good mood, and at this time, they had to stand up and sell their lives, Qin Yang died, they would not die easily, but they would be very, very cruel and worse than dead.

The Silver Moon Warrior never imagined that Guangcheng, who had had a holiday with Qin Yang before, would help at this time, and the most unimaginable thing for them was the appearance of Hongjun, a guy who was compared to Kunlun's old bull's nose, his strength was unfathomable, and he would work for Qin Yang at this time.

"Guangcheng, the Silver Moon Warrior will be handed over to you." Qin Yang said with a sneer.

Guangcheng's face changed.

If it is three, he is indeed not afraid of these Silver Moon Warriors, but unfortunately this is six, the strength of the six Silver Moon Warriors is completely above him, he is now equivalent to a pure body out of Kunlun, this Qin Yang let himself deal with the six Silver Moon Warriors instead of the stronger Hongjun, obviously he doesn't want to make himself feel better, a typical borrowed knife to kill.

"As for these Shadow Slayers, Hongjun, I'll leave it to you." Qin Yang said with a sneer.

Hongjun snorted coldly.

The Silver Moon Warrior and the Shadow Slayer suddenly felt like they were facing a great enemy, while Qin Yang suddenly disappeared in place after taking a step forward, disappearing silently. Even Shadow Ninja Dou, who is proficient in stealth, doesn't know how he managed to disappear.

"Get out of here, you old guys!" Hongjun snorted.

But seeing that there were three old guys with faces who came out of the shadows, in dark purple ninja suits, also holding katanas, and their strength was unfathomable, at this time Guangcheng knew why Qin Yang wanted Hongjun to deal with the Shadow Killer, damn, this is obviously more and stronger Shadow Killer. If you go up on your own, you'll probably be attacked by those three old guys.

Not to mention that this group of people has to fight together.

Looking at the rooftop of a skyscraper.

The icy cold wind blew, Qin Yang appeared on the rooftop like a ghost, the god-killing sword in his hand became more and more powerful, his eyes showed a strange dark black, and he smiled at the empty rooftop: "What? As the owner of the Paradise Hall, do you like to watch good shows? ”

"Hmph."

A cold snort came.

But seeing in the void, a ghost soldier wearing a black robe loomed, and a slightly majestic voice came out of the ghost soldier's mouth: "I thought that the person who killed the Spirit King would be Kunlun, but I didn't expect that it would be the same spokesperson." ”

"Now I know." Qin Yang sneered.

"It's not too late."

"No, it's late." Qin Yang sneered: "If the Spirit King can pass on the news of my existence to you in time, maybe I will be very unlucky, but unfortunately, he wants to swallow me by himself and misses the best opportunity." ”

"Hmph, it's not too late to kill you." The owner of the Hall of Paradise sneered.

"Haha, just rely on an eighth-level ghost soldier to find death."

Qin Yang rushed forward with his sword, the weapon of the ghost soldier was a black scimitar, and it was not ordinary at first glance, it collided with the heroic sword, but it was unscathed. Shaking his wrist, Qin Yang's speed of attack suddenly accelerated, the hero sword was like a spirit snake out of the hole, stabbing out ten thousand sword flowers, the body was even more like the speed of the wind, even if it jumped one foot high, rushed straight down, full of murderous energy, and like a long rainbow through the sun, the ghost soldiers who killed were defeated and retreated, and there were three or four more wounds on the body in an instant, and the body was even more illusory.

"How daring!" The master of the Paradise Hall shouted, and the ghost soldier disappeared in an instant, appearing behind Qin Yang at the same time, with a dance of the scimitar, but Qin Yang's body was also empty, it had disappeared in the blink of an eye, and instantly pierced into the abdomen of the ghost soldier, after the long sword pierced, he saw layers of black gas rushing out of the wound, and the master of the Paradise Hall was angry in his heart, if the deity was there, how could it be so arrogant and unscrupulous?

After all, the strength of the eighth-level ghost soldier is still much worse, especially in front of the spokesperson, there is hardly any advantage at all.

"On March 3rd, I will definitely return to Huaxia!"

The master of the Hall of Paradise shouted angrily.

Qin Yang sneered and said, "Kunlun is waiting for you at any time!" ”

After that, his body was raised, like a whirlwind rushing to kill, and in an instant, the eighth-level ghost soldier turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared without a trace, and a scimitar fell to the ground, Qin Yang picked up the scimitar and looked at it carefully. After hearing a wolf roar suddenly from far and near, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his body disappeared in an instant, but when he appeared, he had already come to the street below, and a golden wolf rushed from a distance like a wind, and a golden light was constantly rotating around the wolf, and the speed was not as slow as the wolf.

In the blink of an eye, the divine wolf pounced under Qin Yang's feet, constantly rubbing Qin Yang's legs, and the golden butterfly kept rotating back and forth around Qin Yang, Qin Yang touched the divine wolf's head with a smile, and said, "It's finally back, I thought you fell outside." ”

The divine wolf whined twice, and seemed to be a little aggrieved.

"Stinky fart."

Qin Yang scolded with a smile.

The golden butterfly, on the other hand, is constantly flying, and seems to be extremely excited.

And at this time, there was a sudden slight cry in the distance, Qin Yang knew that it was Hongjun Guangcheng and the battle with them was over for the time being, and walked over to take a look, but saw that Guangcheng had four or five wounds on his body, his face was pale, and there were two corpses of Silver Moon warriors lying under his feet, and on the other side, Torii Mototada, who was playing soy sauce, and four shadow killers left their lives, Hongjun's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"On March 3rd, the Silvermoon Warrior's Bliss Hall will participate in the search for the Xuanyuan Sword." Qin Yang threw the scimitar in his hand, and Guangcheng took it easily.

"Although I don't think Kunlun and Xuanyuan are really pleasing to the eye, but the fall of the sword of the country into the hands of foreign clans is not what I want to see, if you have the heart, let Kunlun and Xuanyuan prepare." Qin Yang said, "I don't have much interest in that thing, you can have two days off to find the Xuanyuan Sword." How to arrange it does not need to be reported to me.

Guangcheng was a little weak, and didn't want to waste time here with his life, so he left with a cold snort, while Hongjun stared at Qin Yang deeply and said, "I didn't expect that in ten years, I would fall into your hands." ”

"You think you are in control of the fate of others, but in the end you are just an ant of fate." Qin Yang said disdainfully: "People like you are the most ridiculous, regard yourself as a so-called high-ranking master, and see others as chess pieces to be played, and now let you taste the taste of becoming a chess piece, and it is also a report and a report." In the first few decades, you were arrogant, and in the next few decades, you will honestly be a slave for life. ”