This naturally caught Uncle An by surprise.

Seeing that Zhang Feiyang had never been able to come out of it, he thought that the hardness of the Liangyi Pagoda was definitely stronger than the magic weapon that Zhang Feiyang saved his life.

Who would have thought that after dozens of violent collisions, the Liangyi Pagoda, the only magic weapon he relied on, would collapse?

The more Uncle An wanted to regret it, the more he thought about it, the more jealous he became.

It seems that Zhang Feiyang is still underestimated.

At least in terms of the power of the magic weapon, Zhang Feiyang's magic weapon is superior.

Thinking of this, his heart was cold, his face changed greatly, how dare he continue to be stunned, he stretched out his hand to touch it in his arms, and took Zhou Xian's magic weapon golden cicada box to save his life.

Because, after getting the golden cicada box, he has studied and understood the magic of this magic weapon in detail.

He will have murderous intentions towards Zhang Feiyang, but in fact, he also has this magic weapon to rely on.

If you can't kill someone, you will kill Zhang Feiyang instead.

That would be a shame.

Uncle An wouldn't be so stupid.

At this time, witnessing the collapse of his most proud magic weapon, Liangyi, he naturally would not be stupid to think that it was Zhang Feiyang who also crushed the ruins to death.

Because, if it weren't for Zhang Feiyang's stronger magic weapon for registration, the Liangyi Pagoda would not have collapsed at all, and this scene would not have happened.

Now that the two instruments have collapsed, and the four-story attic has collapsed together, it can only prove that Zhang Feiyang's magic weapon was done.

If that's the case, it would be too stupid if you didn't do it quickly.

I'm afraid it won't be long before Zhang Feiyang will immediately rush out of the ruins and attack himself.

Thinking of this, seeing that Zhang Feiyang hadn't come out yet, Uncle Tai couldn't help but be secretly proud of his cleverness and cleverness.

At this moment, there were some gurgling sounds from the ruins, and a young figure of an ordinary figure came out of it, with an ordinary appearance and dark skin, it was Zhang Feiyang.

He slapped the dust off his body in a bit of embarrassment, spit out a few mouthfuls of dirt, covered his whole body with smoke and dust, and coughed twice before he could barely clean up his body.

Uncle An saw that Zhang Feiyang was so unbearable, and the result of imagining that Zhang Feiyang would suddenly rush out of the ruins and raid him by attacking him in a fast and slow way was so much worse, he was shocked and a little distracted, but when he thought about Zhang Feiyang's thoughts, he instantly understood, smiled coldly, and while reaching out to touch the golden cicada box in his arms, he stared at Zhang Feiyang vigilantly and sneered.

"Zhang Feiyang. Stop acting. Do you think I don't know your mind? Aren't you just trying to paralyze me in this way, and then suddenly rush at me and try to catch me off guard? It's useless. I've seen through you. Your magic weapon is so powerful that you can destroy my Liangyi Pagoda, but if you want to kill me, it's too early. In another hundred years. ”

Zhang Feiyang saw that he had already debunked it on the spot, and stared at Uncle Tai An in surprise, showing a flustered and empty look.

But on the left hand side, which Tai Shu'an didn't notice, Zhang Feiyang had been quietly extending the traceless belt to Tai Shu'an's side with his aura.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the traceless belt was already three or four feet away from Tai Shu'an's left arm, he smiled slightly, and suddenly shook his big hand, and quietly wrapped Tai Shu'an's body tightly.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that his hands and feet seemed to be tied, and it was difficult to move, Uncle Tai'an's face changed, and he gasped in fright, although he didn't know what Zhang Feiyang did, but he also knew Zhang Feiyang's thoughts, and he was about to shout when he opened his mouth, and he learned from Zhang Feiyang's previous shouting and called others to rescue him.

Because, he hid the golden cicada box in a small bag, and before his hand could touch the bag, he couldn't move, and now, in addition to begging Zhang Feiyang for mercy, there was only one way to ask for help from other inner disciples in the Iron Castle.

After trapping Zhang Feiyang with the Liangyi Pagoda just now, Uncle Tai knew that begging for mercy was meaningless, so he naturally could only put his life on asking for help.

It's just that what he met was not an ordinary 17-year-old boy, who didn't know anything when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and he had never been involved in figuring out people's hearts.

The person he met was Zhang Feiyang, who had been wandering for more than ten years.

After more than ten years of wandering in the mortal world, Zhang Feiyang has never seen anyone, and he can't figure out what he thinks?

Otherwise, in the desperate situation of being trapped in the Liangyi Pagoda just now, how could he have come up with the idea of using psychological tactics to successfully escape?

At this time, what Uncle An could think of, Zhang Feiyang was already in the Liangyi Pagoda, so he figured it out clearly and clearly.

It's hard to win against an opponent who can already see through it completely.

Zhang Feiyang naturally couldn't give Uncle Tai An any chance to regenerate.

What's more, the last time he was in the Butterfly Valley, he suffered such a loss, and this time he almost lost his life, if he goes to the source, it is also based on the last time Qu Wan happened to pass by, so that Uncle Tai An survived.

If Uncle An escapes again, maybe he will bring him a more dangerous and terrible poisonous plan next time.

Zhang Feiyang didn't want to leave any more trouble for himself.

He pulled his big hand, and when Uncle An, who had wrapped the traceless belt into a dumpling below his neck, he spun in the air at high speed, and Uncle An, who was around, was dizzy and swollen, and the sky was spinning, and he instantly felt sick to his stomach and vomited.

At this moment, Zhang Feiyang's big hand pulled back again, and the traceless belt flew backwards, bringing up a momentum, and retreated in front of Zhang Feiyang with Uncle Tai.

Zhang Feiyang's eyes were quick, and he took out a spirit stone stick in his left hand and smashed it against Uncle Tai'an's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

With a crisp snap, the aura shield on Uncle Tai's head shattered like a broken egg, leaving patches of dense cracks.

Zhang Feiyang had just finished smashing a stick, and with a bang, the spirit stone stick had fallen vigorously for the second time, smashing a big hole on Uncle Tai's head, and blood splattered, ** splashed everywhere.

Uncle An died like this.

Don't look at this series of operations as complicated, in fact, when Zhang Feiyang unfolded it, all the movements were coherent and natural, and everything was synthesized, as smooth as flowing water, and all of this only happened between the last few breaths, so fast that Tai Shu'an didn't have time to react at all.

He had just felt dizzy from the traceless belt, and before he could regain consciousness, he felt his body fly out involuntarily, and then, with a sharp pain like a tide, passed into his limbs and hundreds of remains, and then he didn't know anything, and turned into a corpse.

Zhang Feiyang still didn't dare to take it lightly, and kicked twice carefully, making sure that Uncle Tai'an couldn't die anymore, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down, reached out and touched his arms, trying to find out if Uncle Tai'an still had any treasures.

Whether there are other treasures or not, Zhang Feiyang can't be sure, but at least Zhou Zhou Xian's golden cicada box, he believes that Taishu An must have it with him.

Because, such a good life-saving magic weapon, if it is placed elsewhere, it is meaningless, and it is only valuable if you carry it on your body anytime and anywhere.

Really.

He reached out and touched it in his arms and found a gray cloth bag, which contained the golden cicada box of Zhou Zhou Xian's magic weapon.

Zhang Feiyang opened the cloth bag, and as soon as he saw the golden cicada box, he thought of Zhou Xian's smiling face, and his heart ached.

At this time, he didn't notice that behind a big tree more than a dozen feet away, a man turned silently, his face was sinking like water, and his aura was gloomy.

This person was carrying a six-foot-long sword on his back, and it was Qu Wan, whose whereabouts were mysterious and unknown.

It turned out that when Tan Meng was going to lead all the inner disciples to rush to the outside of the Iron Castle to support the elder who was in danger, Qu Wan was already ready, planning to leave the Iron Castle first, rushing to make great achievements, in exchange for more rewards, to help himself improve his cultivation, or improve his status in the Heavenly Remnant Temple.

Unexpectedly, Tai Shu'an chose to stay in Tianwanguan under the pretext of breaking his hand.

This unusual move immediately attracted Qu Wan's attention.

Because, he knew that for the current Taishu An, if he wanted to rely on his own strength to find Zhang Feiyang for revenge, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself.

Since this is the case, then Tai Shu'an should participate in the team of talking about dreams, use the strength of the team, and make great contributions outside, in exchange for the possibility of recovering the broken arm, or improving the cultivation, or improving the status of the door, etc.

These choices should be the most important thing for Uncle Tai An.

But he obviously didn't have this kind of mind, Qu Wanden was keenly aware that Tai Shu'an definitely had something big to do, and if he missed it, he would probably regret it.

So he pretended to follow Tan Meng to go out to support, but halfway through, he took advantage of the chaos of the crowd and quietly sneaked back to the Iron Castle.

When he found Tai Shu'an again, he happened to see Tai Shu'an's shrewd plan to use the iron pillar to trick Zhang Feiyang into the four-story attic, and witnessed the whole process of the battle of wits between Tai Shu'an and Zhang Feiyang.

If it was out of friendship with Tai Shu'an, he should naturally help Tai Shu'an when Tai Shu'an was in danger and kill Zhang Feiyang together.

It's a pity that Qu Wan weighed the pros and cons and the pros and cons, and vetoed the proposal.

Because, he was very worried that after helping Uncle Tai An kill Zhang Feiyang, he would not get any benefits.

Zhang Feiyang's magic weapon is likely to be destroyed in battle.

Uncle Tai An offended Elder Tan again, and now he has wasted a hand, his tension has been greatly reduced, and he has no hope of getting out of the way in the Heavenly Remnant Temple, does such a person still need to help him wholeheartedly?

The better you have a relationship with him, the more you may end up dragging yourself down.

Thinking of this, Qu Wan smiled coldly, and a trace of undisguised ruthlessness appeared on his face hidden in the shade of the tree.

He had a new idea.

If he didn't help Uncle Tai'an, no matter which side died in battle, he could make up for it at the end, and then, wouldn't he be able to collect all the treasures on the two of them together?

In this way, when others ask, they definitely can't blame themselves.

Anyway, there are very few disciples in the Heavenly Remnant Observatory now, and Qu Wan has the confidence to do this thing cleanly and neatly before the other disciples find out, leaving no traces.

It is precisely because of this consideration that he has always hid behind the tree, quietly watching the changes, and has been waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

As for Zhang Feiyang's victory in the end, he didn't feel any surprises.

Who made Uncle Tai's skills inferior to others?

Thinking of this, and then thinking of his flawless plan, Qu Wanden smiled proudly.

When he saw that Zhang Feiyang had indeed taken out the bag containing the magic weapon from Tai Shu'an, he restrained his smile, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he stood with a sword in his right hand, infused with aura, and suddenly, an ordinary-looking blacksmith immediately turned into turquoise.

At this moment, Qu Wan's right hand slashed at Zhang Feiyang's back, and a green sword burst out, turning into a ring of sword qi, like the wind, with a bang, it broke through the air and slashed towards Zhang Feiyang's back.

This sword is too fast, and the distance of more than ten zhang is in the blink of an eye, and it is extremely dangerous.

Zhang Feiyang had just noticed that the evil wind behind him was not good, and he was vigilant in rolling and avoiding, but he still couldn't avoid it perfectly.

His right hand holding the cloth bag cut the cyan sword qi from the wrist position, the blood splattered wildly, trembling slightly, and the broken position of the arm was even more numb instantly, as if it was not his own arm that was cut, but someone else's.