Chen Nan sneered: "Since you know, don't leave!"

"Good boy, it's you!"

Song Shuliang is a cousin of the Wei family and was admitted to the Wei family to learn ancient martial arts, and Wei Xiangming still has some blood relationship, knowing that this person in front of him is the murderer of Wei Xiangming, he was already furious, and a long whip appeared in his hand with a shake of his hand, turning into several whip shadows and shrouding Chennan.

Seeing the whip shadow sweeping towards him with a murderous aura, Chen Nan not only did not retreat, but stepped forward and grabbed the whip shadow with his hand.

"Look for death!"

Song Qiliang urged the internal force, and the tip of the whip suddenly became extremely hard, like a sharp sword, in a vain attempt to smash Chen Nan in one fell swoop. As long as Chen Nan can't stop the whip shadow, not only will it be difficult to protect his hands, but even his body will be seriously injured.

"Smack!"

The tip of the whip fell, like an iron rod striking a stone, making a crisp sound. Song Cho was overjoyed in his conscience, thinking that Chen Nan had been tricked, but at this moment, a strong force passed along the tip of the whip, which shocked him and made his mouth numb, and the long whip could hardly be grasped.

"Let go!"

Chen Nan shook his hand, and the long whip came out of his hand, Song Qiliang was shocked, this kind of empty-handed whip kung fu is probably only possible for the two elders of the Song family to do, but he didn't expect this seemingly ordinary young man to be so incredible, he immediately realized the danger and retreated.

But it was too late, as soon as his body took off, he was swept up by the whip shadow, Chen Nan shook the momentum, Song Qiliang's body flew out like a cannonball, and smashed on the wall with a bang, and the huge impact made him stick to the wall for a moment before falling to the ground.

"Poof!"

Song Shuliang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Chen Nan with a resentful face.

Ma Zheng didn't expect that his senior brother would be seriously injured before he came down, so he hurriedly went over to help Song Qiliang up.

Chen Nan slowly approached them, and the two of them were inexplicably frightened. Ma Zheng reached out and pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and rolled towards Chennan. Song Shuliang knew that he alone was not Chen Nan's opponent at all, so he gritted his teeth and rose into the air, and his chain legs swept out, and a leg shadow swept towards Chen Nan. The two of them went up and down one by one, in a vain attempt to redeem the defeat.

Chen Nan was really not used to the long whip, so he threw it out of his hand, and with a shake of his hand, the remnant gun appeared in his hand out of thin air, rolled up a gun curtain and roared out, blasting straight towards Ma Zheng, directly ignoring his soft sword.

Indeed, the soft sword is easy to carry, and if it really fights, it is not very easy to use when it meets a master.

"Click!"

The sound of grinding teeth sounded, and the soft sword was wrapped around the broken gun, and it was twisted into several pieces by the gun curtain. And the remnant gun castrated non-stop, popping through the chest, and a cloud of blood mist was raised.

Poor Ma Zheng's body was still hanging on the remnant gun, and Chen Nan was like a killing god, holding the remnant spear in one hand, and blasting out of the leg shadow in the air in the shape of a fist with the other.

In the face of absolute strength, there is nothing to hide from any fancy kung fu. The seemingly fierce leg shadow was pierced by the fist wind, Song Qiliang let out a terrible howl, his body flew back upside down, and smashed into the corner of the wall with a bang, his legs were discounted, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was pale, because his facial features were deformed because of pain.

Looking at Ma Zheng, who was still hanging on the gun, Song Shuliang let out a painful snort, looked at Chen Nan with a distorted face and said, "You...... You wretched stick, ah...... Broken guns, where did they come from?"

"You don't have to know this, if you don't break the stick, you will die!" Chen Nan shook his hand and threw the dead body out, and the remnant gun approached Song Shuliang, and the murderous killing intent directly brought blood marks on his body.

Feeling the killing intent of the remnant gun, Song Shuliang's body trembled violently, and roared: "I have something for you, can you not kill me?"

Chen Nan stopped the remnant gun and said, "What is it?"

"Treasure Jade Jane, if you let me go, I can take you to get it!" Song Qiliang said sadly.

"Treasure?"

"It's a monument, presumably you are also a cultivator of ancient martial arts, maybe there are martial arts cheats in it, divine weapons or something!"

Song Chuliang added fuel and vinegar to the description, which was to make Chen Nan believe that there were good things in the treasure, so that he would have the opportunity to delay time and escape.

Chen Nan stared at him without blinking, and looked at him hairy: "What, you don't believe it, I can swear to God, as long as you can let me go, I will take you to get it!"

"Take me to get it, it's on you, right? Don't be verbose, take it out!"

What kind of person is Chennan, who has been on the verge of death all the year round, the other party wants to delay time, and he has already seen it, and a tragic gun is on the other party's chest.

The strong murderous aura of the remnant gun seemed to imprison his soul, and that kind of sinister aura made Song Qiliang couldn't help but tremble, but he also knew that once he handed over the jade jian, he would die, so he endured the pain and said: "It's really not on me, you won't get anything if you kill me!"

"Huh, huh?"

Chen Nan suddenly reached out and put his palm on the top of his head: "Say, what's the matter with the jade slip, where is the treasure?"

Song Shuliang's eyes were straight, as if he was demented, and he muttered to himself: "This is a remnant map of ancient monuments, the treasure is in the Taklamakan Desert, the Wei family has been looking for it for many years, and every year it will send people to look for it, this year it is me and Ma Zheng." ”

Chen Nan said: "Where is the jade slip?"

"It's in the storage bag on me!" Song Qiliang's eyes were empty and dazed, as if he was struggling.

Chen Nan sneered: "Since it is a fragmentary map, it means that the map in your hand is not complete, how did you get this map?"

"If it was complete, we would have found it a long time ago, when I followed the master to experience together, I met one of his hidden friends Mao Jin, after getting drunk, Mao Jin inadvertently told the secret of the jade Jane, the master secretly calculated that he got the jade Jane, the next day the master said that the friend had something to leave early, but I knew that the master killed him, and I personally saw the master send him back to the room. ”

"Who is your master, and what is the current background of the Wei family?"

"My master is now an elder of the Wei family, and his name is ......"

Suddenly, Song Chuliang's eyes were clear, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You...... Such a despicable means, our Wei family will not let you go, you must not ......"

"I'm most annoyed by people threatening me!"

"Poof!" the gun went through his chest, and Song Qiliang died.

Chen Nan knew that he couldn't ask anything anymore, he used soul searching, as long as the other party didn't have divine sense, he could let the other party tell the secret unconsciously through soul searching, he didn't expect Song Qiliang to be so tenacious, he actually woke up halfway, and continuing to search for souls could only make him a vegetative person, he couldn't say anything, it was better to give him a good time.

Chen Nan groped around him for a while, and soon found a jade slip in the close-fitting storage bag, this jade slip was hexagonal, the palm was big, and it was indeed a remnant picture.