Zhang Xin!

At the moment when everyone looked up, the latter shook the folding fan slightly in his hand and walked down the stairs step by step, with an indescribable smile in his eyes, looking at it, it seemed that he was an old acquaintance with Qin Yan.

"I really didn't expect you to survive!"

When he walked to Qin Yan's approach, he suddenly retracted the folding fan in his hand and inserted it into his waist. With his hands behind his back, he spoke softly.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar among many people present. Everyone immediately connected some major events that had happened not long ago, and vaguely seemed to guess some answers.

In the past, the appearance of the Immortal Mansion attracted several great forces to pour into it, wanting to find out. However, all the warriors who entered, except for the two of them, none of the rest survived at all!

And these two people are Zhang Xin and Yin Ming!

Afterwards, Yin Ming was seriously injured and returned to the hinterland of the Tianyin Sect to recuperate, but there was no more news.

Now, the party who is still active in front of the world is only Zhang Xin.

"Hmph, even you can survive, so why shouldn't I?"

In the face of Zhang Xin's questioning, Qin Yan didn't have the slightest sense of fear, and even the momentum exuded from his body slightly overwhelmed the other party.

He can't forget, he can't forget the other party's oppression of him, and he can't forget the last blow of the other party in the cave.

To this day, he still deeply remembers the feeling of hovering between life and death after being subjected to that huge force.

He will never forget that fear of the unknown!

"Hmph, it seems that you should have gained a lot of benefits in it, otherwise with your talent, it will be absolutely impossible to break through to the current realm!"

In the face of Qin Yan's ridicule, Zhang Xin didn't take it to heart at all, he still looked like he was there, and even the tone of his speech seemed so gentle and elegant, as if he had never fallen into a secular battle.

"I remember, you should have killed Yin Ying!"

But the other party's subsequent words had to make the faces of many people present change, and looking at Qin Yan's gaze, it gradually became hot.

The fiery heat was like a hungry mountain wolf suddenly seeing a group of fat Mianyang.

The greedy color in his eyes burst out directly without any concealment.

Listening to the other party's words, Qin Yan also clenched the fist hidden in his sleeve suddenly, and shouted that it was not good.

Zhang Xin's few short words pushed him into a place of no return.

What kind of strength Yin Ming has, none of these martial artists present does not know, and what kind of strength he has, as long as his eyes are not blind, he can easily distinguish it, and he is only a third-order martial artist!

The martial apprentice is only a third-order, he can kill the existence of the martial spirit realm, if he doesn't have a heavy treasure, no one will believe it!

And the warriors of a family can think of what treasures they can have with their toes?

"Hmph, a kid in the realm of martial arts dares to carry a heavy treasure and not call it out quickly?"

I don't know who was the first to stand the surname, when even in the crowd shouted out. With the outbreak of this voice, the greed that had been suppressed for a long time was completely stimulated, and many warriors even rolled up their sleeves and prepared to do a big job.

"That is, the strength is so low, he dares to come out and break in, it seems that the heavy treasure must be on him. ”

"Well, yes, instead of being killed by some cult disciples at that time, it is better to give it to us decent warriors, and it can be regarded as a contribution to the imperial court, haha~"

"Brothers, kill him, and then let's discuss the ownership of this treasure, how about it?"

From time to time, the words of some so-called decent martial artists came from his ears, which suddenly made Qin Yan's complexion change, his two sword eyebrows were upside down, and his eyes gradually became cold.

In front of this group of wolves, if you don't show your strong strength, then you will really become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Hiss!"

Qin Yan's surrounding martial energy immediately released bursts of sonic booms, and an extremely cold aura quickly enveloped it, and the muscles of his body grew bigger under the effect of this evil qi, and the green tendons burst out, and his originally delicate face suddenly became hideous.

"As I said, what awaits you if you don't know each other is death!"

He spoke word by word.

The cold eyes swept over the surrounding warriors who were filled with greed, and nodded slightly, revealing a fierce look.

"Fart, there are so many of our martial artists, and we can't beat him alone, this is obviously scaring us!"

The cold words made those martial artists who were reluctant to retreat immediately infinitely magnify the greed in their hearts, and stepped out again, approaching Qin Yan directly.

Faced with these reactions of the martial artists, Qin Yan shook his head slightly helplessly. The hearts of these people have long been occupied by greed, and they ignore a real fact!

Yin Ying was killed, and a martial arts level martial artist was killed, and that was when he only had the realm of martial arts!

Qin Yan didn't want to kill, but the current situation made him have to kill!

"Arrogant boy, suffer death!"

As this burst of shouts sounded, the surrounding group of martial artists immediately took out the weapons in their hands, and with a greedy smile, they rushed directly towards Qin Yan. At this moment, the latter's figure flickered, sighed silently in the air, and then made a decisive move.

"Click!"

Counting the voices, one by one the warriors with a slightly lower realm flew out directly, but the strange depression in the chest did not stop the footsteps of these crazy people at all, and more and more people joined this strangulation war.

For a moment, the originally magnificent treasure suddenly turned into a killing battlefield, and the blood slowly slid down the stone slab, and suddenly dyed the smooth white marble slab into a bright red color.

"It's not good, we have to report it to the top quickly!"

Mo Lao's team leader and master of ceremonies stared at the weapon fight in the distance, and his face suddenly changed, and there was a panic in his eyes. At the moment, he didn't care about the words of the former, so he was ready to take out the transmission token and use his divine sense to communicate with the foreman.

Suddenly, at this moment, Mo Lao's old right hand pressed down violently, holding the token tightly. The other party struggled a few times, but he couldn't pull it out, and suddenly said with an anxious face: "Old Mo, what are you doing, if you delay the return, I will be executed!"

But who knew that the other party didn't take this anxiety in his eyes at all, he still had that kind smile on his face, and said slowly in a voice with a magnetic surname: "Don't worry, I think that old guy should have come!"

Old guys?

Hearing these words coming out of Mo Lao's mouth, the master of ceremonies almost jumped up in surprise as if he had been stepped on by something. can be called an old guy by Mo Lao, it is estimated that there is only one person in Yuntan City, and that is his top boss, the master of the Treasure Que Pavilion!

Seeing the other party's serious eyes, he was not in a hurry for a while, and the top boss saw such a situation and did not make a move, he must have his own plans, if he reported it just now, it should not be meaningful.

In the kung fu of the two of them, the corpses of several martial artists had already fallen in the field, and even Qin Yan's body was also injured a lot, and the speed of the attack gradually slowed down.

On the other hand, Zhang Xin on the side was holding a folding fan at the moment, looking at the changes in the field with an elegant face, while most of the martial artists behind him looked slightly weak and seemed to be a little exhausted.

The others didn't notice anything, but Mo Lao showed a solemn expression, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything.

This sound was not loud, but it vaguely reached Zhang Xin's ears at that time. The latter suddenly looked at the sick warriors behind him with a panicked face, and anger swelled between his eyebrows, and he opened his mouth and gently spit out a few words.

"Rubbish!"

Then he took a deep look at Qin Yan, who was trapped in the middle of the battlefield, and with the group of warriors behind him, he rushed towards the door with a little embarrassment. It seems that he is afraid that if he is a little slower, he will be seen by some beings.

At the moment when Zhang Xin started to leave, Qin Yan also separated a bit of divine sense, stuck behind a martial artist, and followed.

From the changes in those martial artists just now, as well as the black pill that appeared in the other party's hand, Qin Yan faintly felt a little uneasy.

"It seems that this game should not be as easy as imagined!"

Staring at the other party's departing figure, Qin Yan suddenly burst out with the martial energy in his body, shaking away the martial artists around him who were buzzing like flies, and then wanted to chase them down immediately.

But the warriors who had just shaken the periphery open, the warriors behind them surged up like a river, stepped directly on the body of the person in front of them, and approached again.

"Crazy, these people are crazy!"

Looking at the warriors who poured in like a tide, Noleia on the side was also stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted, brandished a thin sword in her hand, and rushed in, about to rescue the trapped warriors.

"Boom!"

At this time, the top of Zhenbaoque suddenly let out a violent roar, and a powerful coercion was directly pressed, and with just one breath, the warrior who was still standing was like being slapped with a watermelon, and he was directly pressed down and fell to the ground.

"What is this?"

Qin Yan in the field immediately felt numb in his knees, relying on the strength of his divine sense, he was able to barely stand, quietly waiting for the man's next words.

"Treasure Quezhong, it is forbidden to kill! Violators, beheaded!"

The hollow voice seemed to come from the primeval period, without the slightest emotion, as if it was just stating an ancient fact, and the tone was flat and authentic.

When it was such a bland sentence, it made the warriors present look like ashes, trembling and kneeling on the ground, unable to speak for a long time.

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