"I said you can get out!" Lan Qian was no longer polite. Since the other party is the first to salute, he threatens himself with this attitude, and he needs to be polite.

"Haha!" Brother Gongzi looked like a slave laughed twice, and then his expression suddenly cooled, "Do it!"

More than a dozen high-level martial kings rushed out from all directions, some attacking Lan Qian, and some staring at Bu Lanyan beside Lan Qian.

Bu Lanyan didn't move, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her expression was a little mocking. On the seat, Lan Qian's figure became a little blurred, he didn't seem to move, but he had actually made a move. It's just that the movement is so fast that it looks like it's not moving.

More than a dozen high-level martial kings, where did they come out and where they went back, and the difference from when they came was that when they went, they had an extra fiery red palm print on their chests!

The sound of windows being smashed was followed by moaning.

Lan Qian sat on the chair and looked at Brother Gongzi with a cold expression.

"Very good! You are very good!" Brother Gongzi looked like a slave who was angry on the surface, but he was extremely shocked inside. More than a dozen high-level martial kings were so vulnerable in his hands, what kind of strength did the other party have?

As a minion, he knows how to judge the situation best, although his own strength is also very strong, but this is obviously not the time for him to be strong, so he chose to retreat.

"Want to go?" Lan Qian moved again, and with a flick of his body, he came to the minion of Brother Gongzi.

"Ahh He took Lan Qian's five palms, but in the end, he was imprinted on his chest by Lan Qian's palm.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Brother Gongzi looked like a slave who didn't care about the life and death of others, and staggered away.

"Hmph!" Lan Qian snorted coldly, if it weren't for the medicine slave who told him not to kill people when he consulted the medicine slave just now, the slave in front of him would definitely be used by him to establish his authority.

Outside the courtyard, the windows of the two-story building were quietly closed, and the people in the restaurant continued to bury their heads in eating, the old man selling sweets walked slowly, and the woman carried the freshly washed clothes to dry...... Everything seems to be normal, as if nothing is happening.

Lan Qian stood in front of the door, quietly watching those high-ranking martial kings leave with each other.

The fire dragon spirit fire was exposed much faster than he had imagined!

All sorts of people are coming!

What forces do they come from?

Don't you dare to do it now?

No!

They're waiting for the second fool to come and test again!

Without letting everyone wait long, two fortune tellers knocked on Lan Qian's courtyard door.

The courtyard door was originally open, and knocking on the door before coming in showed that the two fortune tellers were a little polite. Both men were long coats and slender in stature, one of them holding a banner with the inscription "Lotte Knows His Destiny" and the other holding a compass with gossip motifs painted on it.

The two simple fortune-telling tools made Lan Qian's pupils shrink suddenly.

Those two fortune-telling tools are royal weapons!

Moreover, the strength of the two fortune tellers has reached the half-emperor level, and with the two imperial weapons, their power can be imagined.

At this time, the fortune teller holding the banner took the lead and said: "This gentleman, I see that your Yin Tang is black, and there is a black gas in the center of your eyebrows, which is really a bad omen. If my prediction is correct, you will have a great murderer today!"

"Big murderer?" Lan Qian smiled when he heard this, "I've always been able to turn evil into good fortune, and my luck has always been good!"

"Luck will run out!" replied the fortune teller with a compass.

"Yes, that's true, but who knows if it's used up today?" Lan Qian behaved calmly, which made the two fortune tellers a little vigilant.

"Then try it!" the fortune teller with the banner in his hand moved.

The banners danced, and the wind blew in the yard instantly, and the leaves flew, but they were crushed before they could fall to the ground. A huge black shadow appeared in Lan Qian's field of vision, it was the pole of the banner, with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The half-emperor urged the imperial weapon, and the power had already reached the quasi-emperor level, and this was only one person.

When the banner attacked Lan Qian, the compass also moved. The gossip patterns on it lit up in turn, conjuring up a prison and trapping Lan Qian in it.

One attack and one trap, the two cooperate seamlessly!

The roof tiles were shattered one after another because they couldn't withstand such a strong destructive force, and cracks were cut out of the courtyard wall, which looked shocking. In the middle of the courtyard, Lan Qian was like duckweed in the wind, which could wither at any time.

Seeing that the banner was about to smash on Lan Qian's head, Lan Qian still didn't make any move. The fortune teller glanced at Bu Lanyan out of the corner of his eye, and found that the latter also had no movements, and his expression was very leisurely.

The fortune teller suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Just as the banner was about to land on Lan Qian's head, a light mask appeared, it was very thin, but it easily blocked the banner's attack.

"Break!" the fortune teller shouted, and all his power exploded, and the light shield of the Holy Law of Sora shattered!

The fortune teller holding the banner was overjoyed, but the next moment, his joy was all transformed into shock!

The banner passed through Lan Qian's body, and it was a phantom!

The fortune teller holding the banner was extremely shocked, and he found that he couldn't grasp Lan Qian's movements. When he saw Lan Qian again, Lan Qian had already appeared on the edge of the gossip prison.

"You can't escape!" The fortune teller holding the compass was very confident in his imperial weapon, and it was difficult for a martial artist of the same rank to break free, not to mention Lan Qian, whose strength was only a fourth-order martial king.

However, what stunned the two fortune tellers was that Lan Qian's figure on the edge of the gossip prison faded again!

"Where?" the two fortune tellers panicked.

Hundred Combat Skills - Red Golden Ape!

Lan Qian appeared in front of the fortune teller holding the compass, but his appearance changed slightly.

Flames flowed on the surface of Lan Qian's body, and the heat was pervasive. But the flame was not red, but rather a little dim, as if it was wrapped in an incomparably thick layer of dense soil. The outside of the soil layer has a metallic sheen and exudes an indestructible atmosphere. The most eye-catching thing is the lightning that jumps on the outermost layer, like an elf, but it is extremely terrifying.

This is the Red Golden Ape Armor, which is a four-attribute fusion martial art!

When Lan Qian's right fist slammed into the fortune teller, all the lightning bolts gathered on his right fist, turning it into a ball of light, which made people feel tingling at a glance.

The fortune teller's hairs stood on end, and he hurriedly put the compass in front of him.

Almost at the same moment, Lan Qian's right fist slammed into the compass.

Rumble!

The compass is worthy of being a royal weapon, it blocks Lan Qian's attack. However, although the compass blocked the attack, the fortune teller could not withstand such a terrifying impact. His arm shattered inch by inch, and the compass was imprinted on his chest, blasting him out, smashing a humanoid hole directly into the wall.

From the first fortune teller to the other fortune teller being smashed out, less than two breaths have passed. The process changed so quickly, the picture was so shocking that the people in the small two-story building outside the courtyard almost fell from the windows, the people in the restaurant choked on the food because they ate too much, the old man who sold the candy accidentally scattered the candy on the ground, and the woman who was drying the clothes put her hands in the clothes......

Bang long long bang!

The compass fell to the ground, and the crisp sound woke everyone up. The people on the small floor closed the windows, the diners hurriedly drank water, the old man selling sweets was picking up candy, and the woman drying clothes gently blew her fingers......

Lan Qian walked over and picked up the compass, and said happily: "There are just a few imperial weapons missing recently, not bad!"

"You...... How did you do that?" the fortune teller with the banner in his hand had a terrifying voice, he was asking Lan Qian how to break through the gossip prison, and he was also asking how Lan Qian could have such a terrible attack.

Will Lan Qian tell him that he can perform spatial folding? Will he tell him that he is close to becoming an emperor in the flesh, and he has mastered the four-attribute fusion martial art, and the power of that blow just now has exceeded the quasi-emperor level?

Of course not.

Lan Qian's answer was: "The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable!"

The fortune teller was stunned.

Lan Qian put the compass into the space of the Divine Monument.

Only then did the fortune teller react, he pointed at Lan Qian and said, "You can't eat this compass!"

"No, I don't even want that banner!" Lan Qian stretched out his hand.

"You won't be afraid to offend us!" the fortune teller threatened.

"No, you've offended me!" Lan Qian replied.

In the end, the fortune teller handed over the banner in his hand. When he left, his eyes were filled with fear and resentment.

People are like this, obviously they provoke others first, but they still resent when they suffer losses in the end. Ignorance, stupidity, or stupidity? In short, it is incomprehensible.

Lan Qian should have been happy when he harvested two imperial weapons, but in fact he didn't. His mind was so occupied by those human thoughts that he didn't even react to a woman who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lan Qian slapped it, his body retreated, and he even used an ultra-short distance space folding, which was dazzlingly fast.

However, to his surprise, the woman's speed was faster than him!

Scald!

A very hot kiss suddenly burned on Lan Qian's lips!

Five Elements Seal!

The Emperor's Left Hand!

In a hurry, Lan Qian attacked with his left and right hands at the same time, hitting an incomparably powerful attack. The woman obviously didn't expect Lan Qian's attacks to be so strong, and she couldn't dodge these two attacks.

Rumble!

Like a heavy artillery attack, the woman was blasted out like a fortune teller just now, smashing several houses.

It was only when the woman flew out that Lan Qian could roughly see the other party's appearance. It was a Miaoman woman in a black power suit, and when she was hit hard, she didn't forget to throw a seductive glance at Lan Qian.

His lips were hot, as if there was a fire burning, but Lan Qian didn't have time to care about this, he stared at the front, vigilant for the reappearance of the Miaoman woman.

Although he hit the other party hard, Lan Qian always felt very strange, was it because of the other party's expression of not caring and even having the energy to flatter him? Or was it because the other party didn't drip a drop of blood in the process of flying upside down?

Lan Qian doesn't know!