Yang An and Hua Ziyan appeared at this time, it was definitely not a coincidence, but a premeditated plan!

Three days ago, the old monk, Maitreya, and Xinglian had just arrived in Zhenwu City, and Ye Wentian was mentioned in the chat, which happened to be heard by a disciple of the Wind Tiger Sect, and immediately reported to Hua Ziyan, after Hua Ziyan learned about it, according to Hua Xiong's memories at the beginning, he confirmed the identities of the three, and then contacted Yang An as quickly as possible, and after the two discussed, they decided to take revenge on Ye Wentian from the three of them.

From cutting off the registration channel to coercing them into slavery, it was Yang An and Hua Ziyan who made a hindrance from it, and at first the two did not do it, because only by taking the initiative to give in, sign the slave contract, and bring it to Ye Wentian, will it cause a greater blow to Ye Wentian, but at this time it is close to the deadline, and if the other party continues to resist, the two are ready to do it.

Admiring the old monk Tieqing's face, admiring Maitreya's red eyes, and admiring Xinglian's silent and cold eyes, Yang An only felt too happy, he decided that as long as he signed the slave contract, he would immediately chain the three of them to Ye Wentian and lead them to Ye Wentian like dogs, and then let them learn to bark, crawl, and wag their tails and beg for mercy!

As long as he thought of Ip Mantian's possible expression, Yang An had a high/high tide pleasure, revenge, he wanted to avenge the humiliation he had suffered, and he did not hesitate to do so.

Moreover, what is even more vicious is that once the slave contract is signed, the slave must not resist any orders of the master, even if the master asks for suicide, he can only obediently carry it out, and once the master dies, the slave will also die.

That's why Yang An is looking forward to it so much, as long as the contract is established, Ye Wentian will not dare to kill him, and he can only be obedient due to the threat of hostages.

"Today, if you don't obey, you have to obey, who let you have something to do with Ye Wentian?" Yang An laughed, the madness and pleasure of the laughter attracted the attention of many people.

"Do you know Xiaotian?" As soon as he heard this, the old monk's heart beat faster, since the destruction of the Ziwu Academy, he took Maitreya and Xinglian to travel outside, and suffered a lot, in this huge martial arts world, people who are stronger than him abound.

"Do you know my eldest brother?" Maitreya's eyes widened.

Xinglian still didn't speak, but his body suddenly tensed, and a light of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

Yang An stopped laughing, his handsome face suddenly became hideous and terrifying, and he lowered his voice and said in a cruel voice: "It's not just acquaintance, we have hatred, we have hatred, we have hatred!" In the end, it almost turned into a roar, and the Spirit King's coercion rolled out, smashing Maitreya to the ground.

Hua Ziyan walked over and said hatefully: "That's right, we have a grudge, and it's a sea of blood! If you want to blame it, you will blame yourself for your own bad luck, but you have to have something to do with Ye Wentian." Now give you one last chance, and go down to Hades at once without signing a slave contract. ”

"You mean, Xiao Tian is also in the imperial capital?" the old monk said urgently.

Hua Ziyan said fiercely: "What's more, he is now the man of the year in the imperial capital, the top of the rookie list, one person dominates the top three, the top of the peach blossom list, and one person dominates the top ten, it's really a good scenery! But do you know how this came about? This is what we got by stepping on our heads! These should belong to us, ours!"

Yang An took a deep breath, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the ink sword martial spirit came out, gritted his teeth and hissed: "The time has come, now, you can go to death!" After speaking, the spiritual flames all over his body rolled wildly, wielding the ink sword and stabbing directly at the old monk.

Hua Ziyan saw that Yang An had already made a move, and also sacrificed the beast martial spirit one-horned wind tiger, and instantly completed the possession of the martial spirit, with a deafening roar, the two giant claws slapped down on the heads of Maitreya and Xinglian.

Many students around exclaimed, daring to kill people unscrupulously in the academy, and only the disciples of the sect in the imperial capital can do it, not to mention, the three old monks do not belong to the True Martial Academy, even if they are killed, they will be killed in vain, as long as they make up an excuse to fool people.

The old monk's face changed abruptly, and he shouted: "Hurry up!" The Nine Rings Tin Staff of the Martial Spirit was sacrificed, and he took a step in front of Maitreya and Xinglian, and he actually wanted to resist the two spirit kings with his own strength.

"We don't go, we ......" Maitreya's eyes were red.

Wisps of black gas began to emerge from behind Xing Lian, and he leaned forward as if he was about to make a move, but he heard the old monk shouting: "Don't do it, go quickly!"

Maitreya had red eyes, gritted his teeth, grabbed Xinglian's arm and was about to turn around, but suddenly heard a rush of horses' hooves, looked up, and saw a red fire cloud galloping over, take a closer look, where is this fire cloud, it is clearly a red flame BMW!

Before the red shadow arrived, a figure had already risen from the horse's back, like a streamer falling down this way, and the deafening shout rumbled and echoed: "Beast, look for death!"

The old monk was puzzled for a moment, and then shouted in surprise: "Xiaotian, is it you?"

Maitreya was stunned for a moment, and shouted in surprise: "Big brother, is it really you?" It has only been more than a year for them, but for Ye Wentian, more than four years have passed, and his voice is slightly different from before, becoming more mature and magnetic.

Xing Lian didn't hesitate, she turned around with a brush, for her, no matter how Ye Wentian's voice changed, she could recognize it at the first time.

Yang An and Hua Ziyan's faces changed drastically, and the two of them couldn't understand why Ip Man Tian appeared here by coincidence, even if Ip Man Tian had nothing to do, there was no reason to run to the True Martial Arts Academy.

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the ruthless and decisive look in each other's eyes, Ye Wentian's methods have not been experienced by the two, once they are close, there is basically no possibility of resistance, for today's plan, there is only a broken cauldron.

"Wind Tiger Xuanguang flashed!" Hua Ziyan stepped out, the fourth spirit ring suddenly flickered, and infinite Xuanguang radiated from his palms, and all the students in the vicinity were shrouded in dazzling white light, and the nearby students all covered their eyes and snorted in pain.

"The ink sword becomes a rainbow!" Yang An's fifth spirit ring shone brightly, and the inky light condensed into a huge sword rainbow, which crashed into the old monk's nine-ring tin staff, knocking him away hard.

Ye Wentian landed steadily and held the old monk up, but the figures of Maitreya and Xinglian were gone, and when the light dissipated, Yang An and Hua Ziyan had already withdrawn dozens of meters, and Maitreya and Xinglian were being pressed against their necks by the ink sword and tiger claws.

"Don't hurt them!" The old monk's face changed drastically, at this moment, he deeply regretted that if he hadn't come to the True Martial Arts Academy, these things would not have happened, if Maitreya and Xinglian were damaged, he would be guilty for the rest of his life.

"You guys, don't you die early enough?" Ye Wentian's face was frosty, and the violent murderous aura blew his robes to hunt and dance, Kacha and Qian Duoduo jumped off their horses and stood beside Ye Wentian with a calm face.

(Today's six watches, the first shift, zero point for assists)