Chapter 290: The Might of the Martial Saint

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When Qin Fan and the others left Tianshui City, the resolute middle-aged man suddenly paused, turned his head and looked in the direction of the woods.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Heavenly Poison Emperor, why are you doing this? β€œ

"What? That old poison has already arrived?! "Away from the embers was shocked. Immediately looked in the direction of the two messengers.

However, because the realm was too weak, he couldn't sense the breath of the Heavenly Poison Emperor at all.

Qing Ziwan's eyebrows frowned slightly, while Ming Qinyun grabbed Qin Fan's arm, showing a little nervousness.

Among the four young men, only Qin Fan had the highest cultivation. Naturally, I felt the faint threatening aura coming from the woods.

It's just that he didn't expect the speed of this old poison to be so fast.

In the blink of an eye, he overtook several people, and waited for an opportunity to hide in the least likely place to be discovered.

But the middle-aged people have already said so. Naturally, the Heavenly Poison Emperor would not hide any longer.

Leaving the woods, he smiled faintly: "Originally, the old man just wanted those little ghosts, but you have to keep them safe." β€œ

You must know that the Heavenly Poison Emperor himself is the Nine Rank Martial Emperor. So there is no fear of many things.

In addition, he has a wide range of experience, and he has inquired into the messengers sent by the prophet from many aspects. It is not allowed to do things with people in the outside world at will.

But just because you don't do it doesn't mean you won't get angry.

The resolute middle-aged man had a cold face, and said in a deep voice to the Heavenly Poison Emperor: "What does the Prophet Hall want to do, do you still need to report to you?" β€œ

"Of course not. But I don't want to oppose the Temple of the Prophet. I just want to catch those little ghosts and interrogate them. β€œ

said that it was an interrogation, if he was caught by the Heavenly Poison Emperor, it would definitely be a dead end.

Even if Liyan and Qing Ziwan's father knew? In the face of the Jiupin Martial Emperor, he could only choose to swallow his anger afterwards.

After all, the forces behind the two of them have never heard of a strong man who can confront the Nine Rank Martial Emperor.

"Look for death!" The resolute middle-aged man suddenly stood in front of Qin Fan and the others, and shouted expressionlessly: "If you want to catch them, just pass me first!" β€œ

The Heavenly Poison Emperor did not move. Instead, he sneered and said: "The Prophet Hall has always had a rule that prohibiting you from making a move in the outside world, could it be that the two of you want to break it for a few little ghosts?" β€œ

Originally, the two wanted to use their identities to deter the Heavenly Poison Emperor. I didn't think that the other party already knew this rule.

The resolute middle-aged face looked too ugly, but he had no intention of giving in.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "The Heavenly Poison Emperor was originally a highly respected and strong man, but now he has to get along with a few juniors?" β€œ

"That's right. Today, no matter what, the old man has to arrest these little ghosts back! β€œ

The Heavenly Poison Emperor had already made up his mind, even in the face of the two Prophet Emissaries.

He knows better than anyone else. If you don't get your hands on it today. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to escape back by these little ghosts.

You must know Qin Fan's identity as the city lord, and he can't be a city lord if he wants to.

So I'm not sure what the relationship is with the royal family.

If in the future, the emperor will send strong men to guard around the Dragon City. Even he couldn't break it at will.

Qin Fan looked at the Heavenly Poison Emperor who was determined to arrest him, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "The two seniors should leave." Don't get into trouble because of me. β€œ

He was ready to send the three of them into the storage space at any time while he could do everything he could to escape.

Although he is not an opponent of the Heavenly Poison Emperor. But he is also a monk of the God Realm.

Even if you can't beat it, you can't run it?

Heard about Qin Fan's decision. The faces of Li Ember and Qing Ziwan gradually became solemn.

They were ready to advance and retreat together, and it was impossible for them to escape halfway.

As for Ming Qinyun, while grabbing Qin Fan's sleeve, he showed an unyielding expression.

This is completely different from the attitude of the two when they first met.

The resolute middle-aged man and the middle-aged face first exchanged glances with each other, and then they met the middle-aged man who suddenly smiled: "Little guy." How can you go back on what you promised? β€œ0

"But??"

Without waiting for Qin Fan to finish speaking, he saw the resolute middle-aged man step forward and said in a deep voice: "Heavenly Poison Emperor, do you really want to continue?" β€œ

To say that I am not afraid is false.

After all, the Heavenly Poison Emperor had heard that there were many strong people in the Prophet Palace, and there was no absolute certainty that he could defeat the two.

He just relied on the fact that he knew more of the inside story. Bet that the two of them don't dare to do it.

Facing the questioning of the resolute middle-aged, he hesitated for a moment and sneered: "It's a big deal." I will personally go to the temple of the prophet to apologize! β€œ

"Apologize? You can't afford to be guilty of it. β€œ

The resolute middle-aged man shook his head, and then exploded the coercion in his body to the extreme in an instant!

If you don't see it with your own eyes. Ember and the others couldn't believe the fractured space around them.

Nothing had been done, but the air seemed to be torn apart, and there was a shrill scream like metal grinding.

After lasting for about a few seconds, the terrifying gravity instantly pressed the Heavenly Poison Emperor not far away to the ground!

Jiupin Martial Emperor. can't resist the coercion of any martial artist above the martial arts level.

This was so incredible that Lishen subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

"Wu?? Saint???! β€œ

The Heavenly Poison Emperor wanted to get up, but found that he didn't have the strength to resist at all.

Faced with the coercion that was so terrifying that it seemed that the end of the world was coming, the word martial saint finally jumped out of his mouth.

When Qin Fan heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Sure enough, as he guessed, the cultivation of the two prophet envoys had already broken through to the realm of martial saints!

Over time. Seeing that the Heavenly Poison Emperor's body was almost distorted.

Suddenly, a huge ghost-faced tarantula quickly appeared from the woods, and forcibly resisted the pressure of the Martial Saint in an attempt to rescue the Heavenly Poison Emperor.

The ghost-faced spider is so large that it is frighteningly large, and it is more than three meters long on just one leg.

Plus the demon-like face on the abdomen. It sends chills down the spine of everyone who sees it.

"It's actually the best ghost-faced tarantula. It looks like you still have quite a few hole cards. β€œ

The resolute middle-aged man had the strength to continue to strengthen the coercion, but he did not do so.

His original intention was just to scare the Heavenly Poison Emperor away.

The ghost-faced tarantula was supposed to be the spirit pet of the Heavenly Poison Emperor, and he hurried back to the woods with his master in his mouth under terrifying pressure.

"Although I didn't do it, the coercion just now was enough to make that old thing recuperate for three or five days."

Don't look at the resolute middle-aged personality, which is a little indifferent, but he is very careful in doing things.

Three or five days was the longest time Qin Fan was about to stay in the Prophet's Palace.

By the time the Heavenly Poison Emperor returned again, he had already left.

"Wu?? Wu Wu Wu?? Martial Saint?! "It's a little hard to even speak at this time.

staring straight at the resolute middle-aged, as if he had seen a living immortal.

Qing Ziwan, who still has a relatively calm personality, immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the two seniors!" β€œ

"Thank you, just thank this little guy. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't care if you lived or died. The good-faced old man did not shy away from telling the truth.

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