Chapter 119: The Golden Seal of the Guardian (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

"Really let me kill?" Wang Yin sneered.

He picked Xiang Qian up, clicked and directly twisted his two hands into twisted flowers, and threw them on the ground.

"And now?"

The commander of the guard was stunned, and he was still a kowtow. "Let the Holy Son punish you!"

The melon-eating crowd next to them were all stupid, seeing their son being treated like this and still kneeling in front of Wang Yin, what is the situation?

What is the origin of this young man?

"Click!" Wang Yin stepped on Xiang Qian's leg again, "What now?"

The head of the guard had his back heaving, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let the Holy Son punish you!"

"Bang Bang!" Wang Yin slapped Xiang Qian's back a few times, Xiang Qian's combat power has been abolished and he has become a complete waste.

Even if he didn't die, it would be absolutely impossible to do any more cultivation, and he couldn't do the Battle Dao Method.

"What now?" Wang Yin's voice was still cold, and a senior once said that he should treat the enemy as ruthlessly as a cold winter, and Wang Yin felt that it was very reasonable.

The commander of the guards trembled, but he still did not dare to get up, but only kowtowed deeply and pressed his head to the ground.

"You think that's all you need to do, you dare to hurt the Son's friend! I think you can try to have another one!" a cold voice came.

A white-clothed sword three appeared.

"It's Kensan!"

"It's that Kensan!"

"It's the third disciple of the Terran Guardian Sword God!"

......

Someone in the crowd recognized Jian San, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Holy Son!" Jian San waved respectfully at Wang Yin.

Wang Yin accepted it calmly.

"I see, I see!"

"I got it, too!"

"No wonder even Xiang Yong didn't dare to do anything to the Holy Son, it turned out that behind the Holy Son was the Sword God!"

"Lord Sword God is the guardian of the Terrans, and has been guarding it for hundreds of years. Even if the emperor is changed, the Sword God is still as stable as Mount Tai. If the Sword God Lord is not happy, he can wipe out a small guard officer by the way!"

"This Holy Son actually has such a powerful background!"

"No wonder that fat ...... just now That beautiful Taoist priest said that whoever dares to touch her will definitely die a miserable death!"

The crowd began to talk excitedly again.

"Where's the diamond?" Jian San asked coldly.

"It's here!" Xiang Yong understood when he heard it, and hurriedly took out all the diamonds from his son and returned them to Wang Yin respectfully.

"You go back and ask for your resignation automatically!" Jian San commanded again.

"Yes, yes, yes! Trouble the three major swords to tell the emperor, I have no face to see the emperor again, don't say goodbye!"

"Jian San's words made the commander give up the real power of the palace guard commander!"

"Is it possible that he can still resist, the three major swords are the ones who can speak in front of the emperor!"

"That's it, there are many commanders or something, but there is only one of the three major swords!"

"Here are some apologies, as well as some healing elixirs and 10,000-year-old snow frost. Hope it will be helpful to the friends of the Holy Son!"

The commander took out a storage bag from his body and respectfully handed it to Wang Yin.

Wang Yin accepted it unceremoniously, and he was going to make him compensate.

"You take this waste son back, and let him stop practicing martial arts in the future!"

"Also, don't think about revenge on my friend, or I'll let you know what life is better than death!!" Wang Yin showed the detection necklace and teleportation ring in front of Xiang Yong.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Xiang Yong pouted and knelt down again, "The Holy Son is serious!"

"Alright, you can get out!"

"Let's go!" Wang Yin was about to leave with his two younger brothers and Zhou Qianqian.

"Holy Son, please stay!" Jian San suddenly said in a loud voice.

"Are you okay?"

"This is the guardian golden seal that the teacher wants to bring to the Holy Son! There is the guardian power of the teacher in it! The Holy Son is here with this golden seal as if the teacher is in person, and those who dare to disrespect the Holy Son are contemptuous of the teacher, and we will punish them severely!" Jian San explained in detail, and this was also for all the people present to hear, and asked them to spread it to the rivers and lakes.

"Guardian Golden Seal, this is a token of the Sword God, and seeing it is like seeing the Sword God. This Son is like a sword god!"

"This is Lord Sword God telling the whole world that the Holy Son is guarded by Lord Sword God!"

"Could it be that the next generation of guardians has been chosen?"

"Do you need to ask?"

......

Wang Yin ignored these discussions, accepted the Guardian Golden Seal and left.

Zhou Qianqian's injury was not very serious, just take a little healing pill, and Chuan Jianguo's hand was also picked up by Wang Yin.

"It's really Ten Thousand Years Snow Frost, this thing is good, you take some to protect yourself!" Wang Yin opened the bag that Xiang Yong compensated him and divided the Ten Thousand Years Snow Frost among the three people.

The three of them wanted to excuse themselves, but Wang Yin couldn't help but say and stuffed it into their hands, "Don't talk nonsense, tell you to take it." One more thing is a life!"

The 10,000-year-old snow frost can instantly restore a lot of health and magic/inner/dao power points, which is also a good prop.

"It's a pity that this thing is dry, if only it could be planted!" Wang Yin secretly thought to himself, he still had a lot left in his hand, "Or try if you can do alchemy!"

"For you!" Wang Yin divided the skill books he had obtained among the three of them.

"A full set of skill books! Boss, you're awesome!"

"Sure enough, the boss is the lucky one in the world, and the magic weapon magic stone, mining, and even the explosion skill book are all superior!"

"So many books, boss, how many corpse kings did you kill before you broke out?" they had been mining before, and they didn't know everything that happened in the corpse king's hall.

Wang Yin: "Seventy-seven forty-nine heads!"

Chuan Jianguo: "There are so many books in forty-nine?"

Ao Guanhai: "Is it the explosion of 9×9?"

Wang Yin: "Not really!"

Chuan Jianguo: "I...... Indescribable, indescribable!"

Ao Guanhai: "Worship is just one word, I have to say it countless times!"

Wang Yin: "Don't be a sycophant, hurry up and raise your own realm, otherwise I won't be by your side in the future, I will always be bullied, and I will lose my face!"

"Ah, boss, are you leaving?" all three of them looked at Wang Yin nervously.

After getting along for a period of time and experiencing battles together, the relationship between several people quickly warmed up, and at this time, when they heard that Wang Yin was leaving, the three of them were very uncomfortable, as if they had lost something important.

"I'm going a long way away, but I'll get back to you in due course. Before I go, I want you to build up our own gang!"

"Your own gang!" the three of them had a twinkle in their eyes.

"The gang also needs a Walmart horn!" Zhou Qianqian reminded.

"The horn is simple, it's a matter of minutes!, but I hope you can support the gang on your own in the future, and of course I will ask Ren Mad and the three of them to take care of you!"

"You have also seen that if I hadn't arrived in time this time, you would not be the opponent of the Blood Sword Gang. After a pause, Wang Yin said again, "After I go back, I will find a way to improve your realm." ”

"Why do you want to improve our realm after we go back?" all three of them were puzzled, but they didn't ask.

"Boss, what's the name of our gang?" asked Chuan Jianguo.

"Deception, be domineering!" Ao Guanhai said.

"Too earthy!" Zhou Qianqian pouted.

"How about the arrival of the Holy Son?" Chuan Jianguo said.

"This can be considered!" Zhou Qianqian looked at Wang Yin.

"Let's call the First Crossing Company!" Wang Yin put forward his opinion.

Unconsciously forced, unanimously passed.