In the sky above the imperial city, the violent energy was vented, and twelve figures flew out upside down, and they looked at the young man holding the dragon spear not far away, and there was a thick fear in their eyes.

And the crowd on the ground, looking up at this shocking scene, also broke out into an overwhelming uproar.

"This Hell Rock Dragon Lance is too powerful! To say that it is a high-level spiritual martial is a bit demeaning to it! ”

"This kid is ruthless enough, with one enemy against twelve, he actually beat twelve people."

"Hey, this kid is not weak, with this gun, he is invincible!"

Wei Yuan naturally couldn't hear the uproar below, and now in his eyes, there was only killing.

He pointed his spear at each step, and the twelve men hurried to their feet, and stepped back with fear on their faces.

Although they were only slightly injured and still had the strength to resist, Wei Yuan's blow had completely broken their courage.

"Don't be afraid, he must be weak after using this trick, let's continue, we will definitely be able to kill him!" The black-robed young man continued to speak and instigate.

However, this time, no one paid attention to his incitement, everyone retreated step by step, and even some of the bold ones had already flown out of the imperial city.

For those guys who escaped, Wei Yuan didn't stop them, he knew that if the twelve people fled, he couldn't chase them down one by one.

Actually, it's good to keep just one.

Wei Yuan's eyes were focused on the black-robed youth, this guy not only killed Master Zheng, but also incited others to deal with him, damn it!

"Everyone else can go, but you have to stay!"

Wei Yuan's words at this moment were like an amnesty decree, and those guys who didn't dare to act rashly under Wei Yuan's nose immediately fled after hearing this.

While leaving, he didn't forget to cast a sympathetic look at the black-robed young man.

Seeing a person next to him leaving him, the black-robed young man suddenly panicked, twelve people couldn't beat each other, what could he do alone?

"It's pitiful, your helpers are gone." Wei Yuan looked at him with a smile.

"You've got the weapon, what else do you want to do?!" The voice of the black-robed young man trembled.

"This was originally mine, you couldn't rob it and killed Master Zheng, what do you say I'm going to do?"

Wei Yuan showed a wicked smile, took the Hell Rock Dragon Lance, and slowly approached.

The black-robed young man retreated in some panic, "You can't kill me!" ”

"Give me a reason not to kill you." Wei Yuandao.

"I am the marquis of Bai'an Mansion of the Qianling Dynasty, you dare to touch me?"

When he said this, the black-robed young man puffed up his chest, obviously thinking that his identity could scare the other party, after all, if he died in the Fire Cloud Imperial City, the Spirit King would definitely ask for an explanation for him.

Hearing that this person was the identity of Hou Ye, the crowd below suddenly exploded.

"The little marquis of the Qianling Dynasty, no wonder you are so arrogant......"

"It's troublesome now, it's not good that Master Zheng died in vain, the life of a Hou Ye is still worth more than the life of a forging master."

"This is in the Huoyun Imperial City, it must not be killed, it is not possible for the two dynasties to start a war because of this."

……

"Hahaha!"

While everyone was talking, Wei Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at? If you kill me, aren't you afraid of being retaliated against by my Qianling Dynasty? The black-robed young man said.

"Maybe you don't know yet, your noble Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been beaten into a waste by me, and you may not be able to get out of bed for the rest of your life." Wei Yuan said with a smile.

"What!" The black-robed young man's eyes widened in disbelief.

Seeing that Wei Yuan couldn't be deterred by his identity, he swooped down without hesitation.

"Can you run away?"

Wei Yuan snorted coldly, and the wind and thunder wings fanned, and he also chased down.

As a result, when he fell to the ground, he saw the black-robed young man appear beside Fan Yan.

The black-robed young man said to Fan Yan: "Your Highness, you know what the consequences will be if I die here, find someone to stop that madman!" ”

Fan Yan was unmoved, the princes of the Qianling Dynasty were all crippled by Wei Yuan, and now that a marquis died here, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"It's only to blame you for killing Master Zheng."

Through the short time spent in the past few days, Fan Yan knew that although Wei Yuan looked cold, he was actually very affectionate and righteous, and his cold appearance was just a layer of weapons he used to protect himself.

Master Zheng helped him forge the Prison Rock Dragon Spear, although it was an exchange of interests, but there was always some trust in it, otherwise Wei Yuan would not have given the Prison Rock to the other party with confidence.

"I worship the life of the Marquis of Anfu, and it is not as cheap as the life of that forging master?"

The black-robed young man pointed to Master Zheng's corpse and scolded.

Hearing this, Fan Yan looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man, "You are looking for death yourself, and you can't complain about others." ”

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the cold head of the spear pierced his heart from behind, and the sticky blood dripped from the tip of the spear, and the corners of the black-robed young man's mouth also shed a touch of blood.

"The guy who looks down on people in the eyes of dogs, in my eyes, you are the real cheap life!"

Wei Yuan said coldly, the words of the black-robed young man just now undoubtedly touched his scales.

Some of the onlookers suddenly showed expressions of disbelief, they couldn't believe that Wei Yuan had really killed the Marquis of the Qianling Dynasty.

"Everyone here, but there are still people who are worried about the dragon spear in my hand?!"

Wei Yuan raised the Prison Rock Dragon Spear, his murderous eyes looked around, and with a domineering word coming out, the surrounding martial artists couldn't help but shrink their necks, although their cultivation was not bad, but Wei Yuan's performance just now had completely shocked them.

They won't want to snatch a baby from a guy who kills people without blinking, and the baby is important, but life is even more important!

Seeing that no one moved, Wei Yuan walked in front of Master Zheng step by step, looking at that kind face, Wei Yuan couldn't help but clench the Prison Rock Dragon Spear in his hand.

"Master, don't worry, I will not let the Prison Rock Dragon Spear be dusted in my hands, and I will let its name resound throughout the Great Wilderness!" Wei Yuandao.

"Hearing your words, Master Zheng will be relieved in the Heavenly Spirit." Murong Qing said with red eyes.

"Miss Murong, does Master Zheng have any relatives?" Wei Yuan suddenly asked.

Murong Qing shook his head, "He has always been alone. ”

Wei Yuan sighed, Master Zheng gave him 10 million baht as a guarantee to take away the prison rock, he originally wanted to give this money to his family, but now it seems that he can't do it.

However, with such a huge amount of yuanbaht, he was ashamed to hold it, so he could only find a way to compensate from other aspects.

"Then what is Master Zheng's last wish?" Wei Yuan asked.

"Last wish?"

At the mention of this, Murong Qing's dark eyes flickered, and then his red lips opened slightly: "I remember that Master Zheng said that he hoped to leave his name and masterpiece on the Divine Craftsman Monument. ”

"Divine Craftsman Monument? What is that? Wei Yuan asked.

"The Divine Craftsman Tablet is a stone tablet standing on the Divine Craftsman Peak, which is regarded as a holy relic by the forging masters of the Southern Wilderness Realm, it is said that only the forging masters who have forged the divine weapons are qualified to leave their names on it, these things are under the full management of the Forging Master Guild, but unfortunately none of the weapons forged by Master Zheng before have been recognized by the Forging Master Guild......" Murong Qing said with some regret, and suddenly her beautiful eyes lit up, "But the Prison Rock Dragon Spear in your hand should be able to do it." ”

"Absolutely!"

Wei Yuan clenched the Prison Rock Dragon Spear, it seemed that the Divine Craftsman Peak, he had to make a trip.