"Foodie, it's all up to you in the back!" Xin Yan ignored the arrogant Mao Qi and Zhang Lang, and instead turned around and explained to Qingniu.

As if he hadn't heard it, the green ox lay on the ground, looking lazy, as if the battle that was about to take place in front of him had nothing to do with it.

Xin Yan shook his head, Qingniu, a foodie, has great skills, a big temper, and an arrogant heart, and opponents of the level of Mao Qi and Zhang Lang can't provoke it to fight at all. However, with this foodie on the sidelines, there is no need to worry about someone sneaking up.

Xin Yan explained to Qingniu, then he turned around and said to Zhang Lang: "Zhang Lang, that day, you were afraid of the tiger and mutilated your fellow disciples, and your sin was so disgusting that you didn't want to repent. Now he is committing another crime, do you know that according to the rules of the door, this is a capital crime!" Zhang Lang relied on the power of the Mao family on weekdays, bullied his fellow disciples, did evil, and did all kinds of evil, and all the miscellaneous disciples hated to get rid of him quickly. Xin Yan hated Zhang Lang even more, he couldn't forget that it was this person who pinched off his whole body and bones, and threw him into the bottomless cliff, causing him to almost die in Eagle Gorge. Seeing each other again this time, Zhang Lang actually dared to do something to him and wanted to put him to death.

Xin Yan secretly made up his mind, this time he had to settle the old accounts with the new ones, and he had to be ruthless.

When Zhang Lang heard this, he seemed to have heard the funniest thing, he smiled fiercely, and said in a weird way: "Hahaha, a capital crime? What a big crime! However, since you said that I am a capital crime, you came here to ask for my life." ”

Xin Yan sneered: "Since you want to find death, I have no choice but to fulfill you." What no one noticed was that his hands caged in his sleeves were already glowing with a faint golden light, and his fists were already full of terrifying power, ready to be launched at any time.

However, Xin Yan didn't plan to use [Demon King Break], [Demon King Break] was good in everything, but it was too much spiritual power. He decided to use Fu Xiu's means to deal with Zhang Lang.

"Kill!"

Xin Yan suddenly screamed, and rushed towards Zhang Lang like lightning.

Mao Qi and Zhang Lang thought that when they saw the two of them, Xin Yan could only kneel and beg for mercy, but they didn't expect the other party to dare to be so arrogant, but they were taken aback.

However, Moltke still didn't care, he stood in place with his hands in his hands, and sneered: "Zhang Lang, if you can't even settle this matter, don't mess with me in the future." ”

"Young master, I'm optimistic, this time I have to blast him into scum!" Zhang Lang didn't put Xin Yan, who looked weak, in his eyes at all.

He was born with infinite strength, and he chose a second-grade beginner-level [Mountain Breaking Sword], the sword is seven feet long, the sword body is broad, and it is extremely heavy, with a second-grade [Mountain Breaking Sword Technique], it is very strong, and ordinary foundation building cultivators are really not opponents when they meet him.

Zhang Lang held the [Mountain Breaking Sword] high in both hands, his eyes were fixed on Xin Yan, and when Xin Yan rushed to him, he slashed down with a sword and blasted him into scum.

Last time, Xin Yan suddenly appeared at the scene of the Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Competition, so that Mao Qigong failed and lost the crown of almost the Fu Gong disciple. Afterwards, Mao Liu's thunder was furious and cleaned them up fiercely, if he missed again this time, he would have no place in the Mao family.

Seeing that Xin Yan was about to enter the range of the sword attack, Zhang Lang was anxious, and immediately slammed down the flying sword.

[Breaking the Mountain]!

This sword is extremely powerful, and if it is cut solidly, Xin Yan will be cut in half.

Who knew that at this time, Xin Yan's body suddenly folded, and he flashed to the side with great dexterity.

"Fooled!"

Zhang Lang secretly screamed in his heart! He knew in his heart that Xin Yan was clearly luring him to make a move just now.

His sword momentum is extremely heavy, this slash is equivalent to the opening of the middle door, if Xin Yan takes the opportunity to attack, his sword momentum is bound to be difficult to defend.

Sure enough, Xin Yan seized this opportunity and made a decisive move. I saw that with a flick of his fingers, ten [Ice Talismans] with the aura of forest cold, directly attacked Zhang Lang.

"[Ice Talisman]!"

Zhang Lang couldn't help but be shocked, if these ten [Ice Talismans] hit him, he would have to be frozen into an ice sculpture. Without thinking too much, he had no choice but to retract his sword momentum and return to the sword sideways.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Every time Zhang Lang broke through a [Cold Ice Talisman], the bone-chilling chill emitted by the [Ice Talisman] would be transmitted to his body along his flying sword, his body became more and more stiff, and his movements became more and more sluggish, and finally he was so frozen that even his blood was almost congealing.

Zhang Lang was attacked by the cold ice qi, and his whole body was stiffened like a stone, and he had no power to resist at all.

"Hmph! Brother will also let you taste the taste of broken tendons and broken bones, and the whole body is wasted. Xin Yan let out a sneer, his left hand flicked lightly, and a full thirty [Gengjin Fu] had already come out of his hand, and each [Gengjin Fu] lit up with a terrifying golden light, with a cold and murderous aura, along different routes, towards Zhang Lang's body.

"Young master, save me!"

Zhang Lang looked at the swarming [Gengjin Fu], his face was so frightened that he turned his eyes on Moltke for help.

"Waste! Even this little bastard can't beat it, and he deserves to die. Moltke still shook his folding fan neatly, watching the excitement from the sidelines, and didn't care about his life or death.

"Boom!"

Thirty [Gengjin Fu] hit Zhang Lang at the same time, the muscles and bones of his whole body were shattered, and his flesh and blood were dripping and he died very miserably, only a pair of eyes were still open, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, he never thought that he would die in Xin Yan's hands. The most unexpected thing for him is that since he has been following Moltke and has done countless bad things for him, who knows that Moltke is at this moment of life and death, he can't be saved, all as if he was a dog.

Xin Yan looked at Mao Qi, who was still smiling, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked, "Why didn't you save him?"

Moltke said with a look of disdain: "Such a waste, even a garbage like you can't beat it, what am I keeping him for?"

Xin Yan approached Mao Qi step by step, pointed at him and said, "Zhang Lang is dead, and it will be your turn next!"

"Hahaha! Do you think you can kill me?" Moltke let out a burst of wild laughter, he pointed at Xin Yan and said, "Believe it or not, I'm going to take your life, it's as easy as a finger!"

Xin Yan shook his head and said lightly: "I don't believe you have that ability!"

He had always locked on to Moltke with his senses, not allowing him the slightest chance of escape.

"You'll soon be convinced. Moltke didn't put the approaching Xin Yan in his eyes at all, he sneered: "If you don't look back, who is behind you?"

Xin Yan didn't have to look back to know that there was one more person behind him, and the other party was a sword cultivation master. Although the opponent's sword has not yet been unsheathed, a cold sword intent is like a dagger, against his back, as long as he has the slightest movement, the opponent's sword intent will tear him to pieces. However, he didn't look back and said, "You are talking nonsense, you are the one who followed me along the way." He had noticed early on that he had been targeted as soon as he entered Seven Star City, and he had been on guard. However, because he didn't know where the other party came from, he pretended not to know.

"Hmph, you know it's too late!" Hu Yan's voice was extremely cold, like ice cubes in the cold winter, and he sneered: "Those [Gengjin Fu] and other garbage of yours, it's okay to deal with others, but it's not okay to deal with me!"

Xin Yan sneered: "This is not necessarily! As long as I kill Mao Qi, you will be a death! Mao Liu will never let you go." ”

Hu Yan said coldly: "Do you think you still have a chance to make a move? I can kill you at any time with a light sword." ”

What no one noticed was that the green bull, which was napping on the side, opened its eyes at this time, and its body was tense little by little, like a curved bow full of strings, ready to go.

"Kill!" Xin Yan suddenly shouted, his body burst out, completely ignoring the nonsense behind him, and pounced on Moltke, his clenched fists, golden light erupted.

Hu Yan and Mao Qi were stunned, they couldn't figure it out, why did Xin Yan do this?

"This little bastard is going to fight hard! kill him!" Moltke finally noticed the golden light flashing on Xin Yan's fist, and he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart, and he hurried backwards while shouting nonsense, asking him to use his sword to kill Xin Yan.

"Rest assured, he's dead. Hu Yan smiled and pulled out the flying sword with sword intent, the tip of the sword pointed at Xin Yan's open back, and he only needed to use his sword intent to tear Xin Yan to pieces.

He was about to make a move, but suddenly felt a trace of throbbing and uneasiness in his heart, he looked up suddenly, only to see a dark golden streamer in the sky, smashing down with a thunderous momentum.

"Not good!"

didn't have time to think about it, Hu Yan couldn't care about attacking Xin Yan anymore, he used all his strength to carry "Yin Shen Escape", his figure was blurred for a while, and he disappeared in place, he just disappeared, and the green ox fell from the sky, like a meteor, and plunged into the place where he had just stood.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion caused a large crater to appear in the ground, and the shock wave of the explosion leveled everything within a radius of ten kilometers.

"It's dangerous!"

Hu Yan couldn't help but secretly rejoice, if he hadn't seen the opportunity early, he was afraid that the end would be worse than Zhang Lang.

At this moment, Xin Yan had already approached Mao Qi's side, waved his hand and shot out thirty-six [Gengjin Fu], attacking Mao Qi from different angles and directions.

"Nonsense, help me!"

Moltke is a complete nephew, usually relying on the power of his father and ancestors, showing off his power in the sect, but he has never experienced a life-and-death struggle.

"Idiot! Lao Tzu is not good at taking care of himself, how can he care about your life or death!"

Hu Yan gasped for breath, and the green bull had turned into a streamer again, falling from the sky and attacking him again. Seeing that the green ox was fierce and fierce, he was already a little timid in his heart, and he didn't dare to confront it head-on, so he fled far away.