"Is General Zhengdong satisfied with the news from the old man?" Yao Qingyang repeated again.

"Satisfied, satisfied." The corners of Yuan Shang's mouth twitched with a sneer: "It seems that your sect has also contributed, otherwise it wouldn't be so clear." ”

"As you can guess, you have also heard the news, please fulfill your promise and deliver Gongsun Chan to the old man." Yao Qingyang did not admit it, nor did he refute it, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice.

"I, Yuan Shang, speak for granted," Yuan Shang waved his hand, and the guards behind him put Gongsun Zhan, who had passed out: "Give Jihou to him." ”

The two guards holding Gongsun Chan nodded when they heard this, Yao Qingyang saw this, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, at least Yuan Shang was the talker.

Just when Yao Qingyang was about to order his subordinates to take over Gongsun Chan from the guards, he heard Yuan Shang's tone change on the other side, and he turned his face instantly.

"It's okay to hand over Gongsun Zhan, he will be the talker, but before that, break his hands first, and then hand them over." Yuan Shang's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

When Yao Qingyang heard this, his face changed greatly: "Yuan Shang....you"

Before the words were spoken, he saw that the palms of the two guards suddenly clamped Gongsun Zhan's arms and lifted them hard, and there were several muffled sounds of broken bones, and Gongsun Zhan, who was already unconscious, was instantly awakened by severe pain, his forehead was bruised, his lips were white, obviously, the pain was unbearable, and he let out a low groan.

Yao Qingyang is successful in martial arts, even if he is hundreds of meters away, his hearing is extremely sensitive, and he is instantly angry, Yuan Shang's move, compared to before, is a great insult to him, with his identity, once upon a time he was afraid of juniors, just like Yao Qingyang said before, even the old guys of the Yuan clan did not dare to be rude when they saw him, and now Gongsun Chan was unloaded in front of him, Yao Qingyang could no longer tolerate it, his body jumped up like a falcon, his palm was like electricity, and he fell angrily towards Yuan Shang.

"Yuan family child, the old man wants you to die today without a place to bury." With an angry shout like thunder, Yao Qingyang's whole body was as hot as a fire, which was a manifestation of anger to the extreme.

kicked Gongsun Chan over, and Yuan Shang let out a cold shout: "Ben Jiang has no regrets, and he still left Gongsun Chan a dog's life, if you still want to, just follow suit." ”

Seeing this, Yao Qingyang's expression was gloomy, and he hurriedly burst out, and was about to catch Gongsun Zhan, when at this moment, a sword shadow followed, as if it had been calculated, if Yao Qingyang rushed to catch it, the green mang sword qi would definitely hurt him.

Ziqing's abacus played loudly, but behind him, Yuan Shang's face changed slightly, although Yao Qingyang looked a little old, the power he exuded was very awe-inspiring, not an ordinary small role, Ziqing's move may not be able to hurt the other party, I am afraid that he will be shocked by Yao Qingyang.

Worried that Ziqing would be frustrated, Yuan Shang suddenly burst out, the spear was no longer in his hand, but his fists were the most violent killing weapons.

As Yuan Shang expected, Yao Qingyang's martial arts are very strong, Ziqing's move, the timing and angle selection are unusually tricky, if this sword succeeds, Yao Qingyang will definitely vomit three liters of blood.

"When the old man was in charge of the Han Dynasty, you didn't know where the road was, and you dared to show ugliness with small insect carving skills." Yao Qingyang's body did not retreat, his speed was unusually fast, and the cyan sword qi came in an instant like a tarsal insect, but he saw Yao Qingyang catch the thrown Gongsun Chan with one hand, and made one hand turn into a palm, and he was forced to bombard the cyan sword light head-on.

With the crisp sound of an iron strike, Ziqing's body shook suddenly, but the wide-bladed long sword in his hand couldn't move forward a bit, his face was unusually ugly, Yao Qingyang actually held his sword blade with his right hand alone, and a wisp of blood flowed out of his palm, Yao Qingyang didn't care, and looked at Gongsun Zhan, his face was very gloomy, as if the whole family had died.

"Sword Palace junior, get out of the way." Yao Qingyang's hand holding the blade of the sword suddenly lifted, and a dark energy surged along the sword in Ziqing's hand.

"Old thief, how dare you?" Yuan Shang let out an angry shout, with his eyes, wouldn't he see that Yao Qingyang's move was very vicious, this person's martial arts cultivation was exquisite, and the dark energy that burst out could not be underestimated.

Ziqing's face changed slightly, at this moment, for her, the safest thing is to abandon the sword quickly, but as a disciple of the Sword Palace, the sword in her hand is like their flesh and blood, even if she faces death, she can't easily abandon the sword in her hand, if she gives up the sword in her hand, not only their will, but even the heart of cultivation will be affected by it, with Ziqing's pride, how can they abandon the sword and protect themselves.

The same internal energy poured out, Ziqing frowned slightly, and almost couldn't hold the long sword with both hands, Yao Qingyang had been practicing martial arts for a longer time after all, and his internal strength was very strong, Ziqing was young, and she didn't have Yuan Shang's cultivation, her internal strength and Yao Qingyang's dark energy met, and they were instantly blown away, Yao Qingyang's dark arrow burst towards Ziqing like a bamboo, and the fluctuation visible to the naked eye made Ziqing's face change slightly.

"I'm such a bully." Zi Qing can be positioned as the next generation heir of the Sword Palace, she will definitely not be so weak, her talent is not only in the comprehension of swordsmanship, but also in her line-pressing skills will definitely not be much weaker than Yuan Shang.

But seeing Ziqing gritting her teeth, her slender white fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and a stronger internal strength surged over, and the long sword was once again attached to a stream of green rays, and the wisps of stars sprinkled towards Yao Qingyang.

"Jumang Sword Qi," Yao Qingyang's face changed slightly: "It seems that your little girl has a high status in the Sword Palace, and even the Sword Palace's inheritance of internal strength has been fortunate to learn." ”

When Ziqing heard this, she didn't explain, her internal strength was pushed to the extreme, and Qingmang was even worse, and the murderous intent hidden in the seemingly vibrant interior could only be experienced by Yao Qingyang.

Yao Qingyang's body shook slightly, and the wisps of stars attached to him were scattered, and he said coldly: "If those old guys in the Sword Palace take action in person, the old man will still be afraid of three points, but you are still too tender, it's okay, let the old man capture your girl first, and then there will be a way to force out the cultivation method of the sentence sword technique from your mouth." ”

Ziqing's face sank, Jumang's sword qi is a very advanced part of the Sword Palace's inheritance method, only the rookies who the Sword Palace focuses on cultivating can be cultivated, although the martial arts and the Sword Palace do not have much grudge, but there is also competition from time to time, not only in the battle of the older generation, but also in the comparison of the next generation, as long as the other party's unique skills are mastered, there is the capital to restrain the opponent, in other words, if the sword qi of the sentence is revealed in Ziqing's hands, then she will be the sinner of the Sword Palace, even if Ziqing's master is very prominent in the interior of the Sword Palace, but it can't protect her.

"Are you thinking too much about yourself?" Just as Yao Qingyang was about to take down Ziqing, a cold snort came from behind him, and Yuan Shang's fists came angrily.

The broad-bladed long sword in Ziqing's hand was full of green light, and the shadow of the sword appeared, tilting down again, and Yuan Shang one after the other, and shot away with the killing machine.

Yao Qingyang can underestimate Ziqing, but he doesn't dare to underestimate Yuan Shang, Yuan Shang's prestige has been famous in the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty in recent years, no one dares to have a little peep, his prestige, without any moisture and self-style, is all the accumulation and outline of blood, along with his prestige, his martial arts are strong, and the world has also attracted attention.

The fist bombarded, there was a muffled sound, the air flow surged, Yao Qingyang and Yuan Shang each took two steps back, Yao Qingyang's cloudy eyes froze, staring at Yuan Shang deadly, like an angry lion, ready to burst out at any time.

Yuan Shang's expression is also solemn, for his own strength, Yuan Shang believes in himself, and hits angrily, even if it is a tiger, he will die, Yao Qingyang on the opposite side has gray hair, looks old, but his strength is extremely strong, and his simple palm is patted, but it is like a heavy hammer falling, unusually heavy, without any tricks, fists and palms, both sides take two steps back, and they are evenly matched.