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Yijian Wujun thought for a moment, then dispelled the worries in his heart, and showed a successful sneer.

"Hmph, you kid know you well enough to know that you have no choice but to submit and submit!

However, I still want to warn you, don't try to play any tricks!

If you dare to have a different heart, I will let your wife and guards die on the spot!"

With that, Yijian Wujun waved his hand towards the cave behind him.

Thousands of feet behind him, in a wide cave covered with heavenly fire, several strong men immediately came out.

The leader is a burly old man in a golden robe, with a pair of eye-catching white eyebrows.

He was dressed like Yijian Wujun, holding a whisk in his hand and carrying a simple sword behind him.

However, his left hand shone with golden light, condensing into a golden net.

In the golden net is imprisoned a woman in a white dress who is as beautiful as a fairy, it is Yun Yao.

At this time, Yun Yao's face was pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of her mouth, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

Moreover, her hands were cut backwards, and her mana was sealed, making it difficult to struggle and move.

Even her Reverse Water Divine Sword disappeared without a trace, and she didn't know where she went.

Seeing Yun Yao in such a situation, Ji Tianxing was quite sorry and worried, and the murderous aura in his heart became even more violent.

Behind the golden-robed old man and Yun Yao were three dignified young men, all of whom had the strength to cross the tribulation realm three or four times.

The three of them escorted Zhibai and Shouhei and also walked out of the cave.

Zhibai and Shouhei's injuries were extremely miserable, and their bodies were blurred with blood, and they were completely stained with blood.

The two were also sealed with mana, bound by mysterious black ropes, unable to move and struggle.

Ji Tianxing knew at a glance that before the two of them were arrested, they must have resisted and struggled desperately.

The injuries of the two were so bad, most likely to protect Yun Yao.

Such a scene made his eyes more and more gloomy, and there was a cold death aura in his eyes.

The golden-robed old man and the three young men, escorting Yun Yao and Zhibai Shouhei, came to Yijian Wujun and stood still.

Yijian Wujun looked at Ji Tianxing and said with a sneer: "Boy, your wife and guards are here, and you have seen them too."

Now, give that glazed fire dragon and your sword to Benjun obediently!"

Ji Tianxing stared at him sharply, and said, "One hand to deliver the goods, and the other hand to release the talent is fair!"

Yijian Wujun suddenly sneered disdainfully: "Hehe, do you think we are trading on an equal footing?

You have no choice but to hand over the glazed fire dragon and the sword.

Otherwise, I'll kill them right now!"

While speaking, Yijian Wujun pulled out the sword behind his back and pointed at Yun Yao and Zhibai Shouhei.

Ji Tianxing knew that the other party's interests were conspiring, and it had reached the point of being extremely vicious.

He didn't dare to gamble with Yun Yao's safety, so he could only temporarily suppress his murderous intent and anger.

After all, Yun Yao is his biggest weakness and fatal weakness.

After a moment of silence, he waved his hand to unleash a golden glare that enveloped the glazed fire dragon.

Under his 'suppression', the body of the glazed fire dragon quickly shrank, becoming more than three zhang long.

In the process of being 'suppressed', the glazed fire dragon did not forget to struggle and resist.

Subsequently, Ji Tianxing took out the Burial Sky Sword again.

He carried the glazed fire dragon in his left hand and the Burial Heaven Sword in his right hand, and walked towards Yijian Wujun.

Although he had been forced to compromise, Yijian Wujun was very wary and wary of him, and would never let him approach.

"Stop, don't come here, just send the glass fire dragon and the sword!"

Ji Tianxing could only stop thousands of feet away from him, waved his hand and shot out two golden rays of light, sending the glazed fire dragon and the burial sword out.

"Huh!"

When the two golden rays of light flew in front of him, Yijian Wujun reached out and grabbed the glazed fire dragon and the Burial Sky Sword.

The Burial Sky Sword did not move, like a dead thing, but the glazed fire dragon struggled hard, and kept roaring with grief and indignation.

Yijian Wujun's old face bloomed with an extremely proud and excited smile.

"Hahahaha...... The legendary dragon has finally arrived!!"

In an excited mood, he casually threw the Burial Sky Sword to Shen Yu.

He carried the sealed glass fire dragon and observed it with burning eyes.

The old man in the golden robe, Shen Yu and others are also trendy, very excited and excited.

"Great! With the glazed fire dragon, the rise of this gate is hopeful!"

"With the glazed fire dragon as the Guardian Divine Beast, our Qingcang Sect will definitely be able to carry forward and increase its strength skyrocketing, who will dare to compete with this sect in the future?"

"It's still Uncle Yijian's clever strategy! So many adventurers came here to fight for the glazed fire dragon, and even lost their lives.

In the end, we got the glazed fire dragon without much effort!"

"After all, we had the last laugh!hahahaha......"

The golden-robed old man and the two young powerhouses were both happy and looking forward to the future of the Qingcang Sect.

Shen Yu's mood was even more excited and excited, and even full of the thrill of successful revenge.

He held the Burial Heaven Sword in his hand, stared at Ji Tianxing with resentful eyes, and sneered presumptuously: "Little beast, weren't you crazy before?

Aren't you arrogant? Don't you take us seriously?

What is happening now? Your flowery wife has fallen into our hands!

The glass dragon you worked so hard to get, as well as your sword, must be given to us!

You must be angry, right? But how angry are you?

I just like to see you so angry that you vomit blood, but you are helpless, hahahaha......"

At this moment, all the humiliation and anger that Shen Yu had suffered before were released, and his mood was extremely happy!

Ji Tianxing didn't pay attention to him, and he didn't even bother to look at him.

He just stared at Yijian Wujun with eyes as cold as a knife, and said in a deep voice: "The glazed fire dragon and the sword have been handed over to you, now you should release them!"

Yijian Wujun continued to observe the glazed fire dragon, and said without raising his head: "Don't worry, when we leave this abyss and return to the Flame Mountain, this monarch will let them go." ”

Ji Tianxing had long expected him to answer like this, and shouted in a solemn tone: "You don't keep your promise!"

Yijian Wujun raised his head, glanced at him with contempt on his face, and sneered: "Boy, do you expect our wicked people to keep their promises?"

"Very good!" Ji Tianxing's mouth hooked up with a sneer, and he didn't say anything more.

Yijian Wujun has repeatedly provoked him, and he has already accumulated the murderous intent in his heart to the extreme.

He secretly accumulates mana, and when the time comes, he will unleash the power to destroy the world.

Yijian Wujun no longer wasted time with him, waved his hand and said to everyone: "Okay, it's done, it's time for us to go!"

With that, he carried the glazed fire dragon, took the golden-robed old man and three young men, and flew towards the desert at a gallop.

Ji Tianxing also hurriedly followed, staring at the movements of the golden-robed old man, paying attention to Yun Yao's situation.

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