Zhao Qianqiu's divine sense felt that he had entered three more Jindan realms.

"Although the old guy is in the late stage of the Jindan realm, but the breath is vain, if the combat power is the same as the early stage of the Jindan, the other one has just stepped into the middle of the Jindan, the breath is calm, the Jindan color seems to be good, when it is some combat power, although the last person seems to be the early stage of the Jindan, but in fact, he should have stepped into the middle of the Jindan for a long time, and it should be the strongest of the three!"

After Zhao Qianqiu saw it, he also told Tian Binyan about everyone's judgment.

Tian Binyan showed a hint of surprise on his face, he had always thought that the combat power of these three people should be ranked, Anton came first, and Song Tianwen was at the bottom, but now he didn't expect it to be the opposite!

Yang Tianlong took the lead in the front, walking in a tiger step, full of momentum.

Song Tianwen followed Yang Tianlong's side, and seemed to be Yang Tianlong's first look.

Anton is here, the old god is there, unhurried, and looks very leisurely.

Tian Binyan was thinking about the timing of his move at this time, once he made a move, it would be no less than any coup d'état in Chinese history, and it would be a coup d'état that would not be written in the history books.

"When will you do it?" It was very simple when he heard Tian Bin's words, but now he hadn't received a signal to do it, Zhao Qianqiu couldn't help asking.

Tian Binyan said with some uncertainty: "With their combat strength, are the two of us really sure to win?"

When it came to the end, Tian Binyan was indeed a little relentless, he was a little resourceful and indecisive in his original character, and it was always easy to want to retreat when things came to him.

"The three of them, I deal with it alone, it's enough!" Zhao Qianqiu said lightly.

When Tian Bin heard this, he suddenly felt happy in his heart, thinking, yes, he can let Zhao Qianqiu do it, no matter what happens, they are all happy, his family gave him money, gave him the address of the fire crow's nest, and then cleared the two.

In case of failure, I shirk my responsibility and prevaricate and say that I don't know, can Anton Lai, Yang Tianlong, and Song Tianwen still do something to me.

As soon as he figured out the matter, Tian Binyan immediately said to Zhao Qianqiu: "Then bother Brother Zhao to make a move!"

Zhao Qianqiu didn't hesitate when he heard this, and now for him, he had nothing to fear in the three Jindan later stages in front of him.

The Sunshine Sword strikes.

"Tiangang sword qi, kill!"

Zhao Qianqiu drank softly directly, but he wanted to kill someone first as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, a fierce sword aura slashed out from the side.

Song Tian didn't say a word, and a light shield appeared in front of him.

Although Yang Tianlong's reaction was a little slower, he took a step back and stood with Song Tianwen.

With a fierce sword aura, the Sun Yao Sword slashed directly at Anton.

Anton never expected that he would encounter such a fierce assassination in the Tian family manor, and as soon as his hand was on the storage bracelet, his body was separated and fell to the ground.

Pity this calculating life, the so-called head of the first family in China, was directly killed on the spot without even reacting.

Tian Binyan pretended to be surprised and retreated again and again.

Zhao Qianqiu also jumped at this moment and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Who is the thief?" Yang Tianlong looked at Zhao Qianqiu and shouted, but his hand clenched the spear.

How could Zhao Qianqiu talk, the Sun Yao Sword returned to his hand, and seeing that the light shield was not much of a high-grade spiritual weapon, the Sun Yao Sword immediately shone brightly.

Zhao Qianqiu held the sword in both hands and slashed directly at the light shield, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Sun Yao Strike!"

Song Tianwen suddenly withdrew the light shield at this time, his figure flashed, and he left Yang Tianlong's side directly.

Yang Tianlong was surprised, but he didn't have time to make extra movements, the spear in his hand shone brightly, and he went straight to the front of him.

Zhao Qianqiu slashed his sword on the spear, leaving a white mark, and praised lightly: "It's actually a top-grade spiritual weapon." ”

Stepping on the Drunken Immortal Moon Step, in an instant, several sword moves slashed towards Yang Tianlong.

Yang Tianlong parried hard, and there was no room for resistance at all.

To say that the Yang family's ancestral marksmanship is actually a first-class combat skill, but Yang Tianlong is pampered on weekdays, and he has no actual combat experience at all, and his combat power at this moment is only four points.

"Thief dare!" Yang Tianlong suddenly saw Zhao Qianqiu's figure wrong, and then a sword light slashed towards his neck, and he couldn't help but roar.

However, it was too late, Yang Tianlong felt a chill on his neck, and a headless body with a gun appeared in his eyes and was still standing on the grass, while his face hit the ground hard.

Zhao Qianqiu held the Sun Yao Sword and looked at the rest of Song Tian coldly.

Song Tianwen retreated again and again.

Tian Binyan said excitedly: "Brother Zhao, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, just a few seconds, you actually killed two people in a row!"

Song Tianwen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said with great joy: "Brother Tian, this brother is his own person?"

"Your own people?" Tian Binyan showed a strange look on his face, and looked at Song Tian playfully and asked.

Song Tianwen saw Tian Binyan's expression, but he panicked in his heart, and said coldly: "Brother Tian, haven't you forgotten the agreement between our two families?"

Tian Binyan looked at Song Tian like a fool and asked, and sneered: "Since I now have the opportunity to swallow this big cake alone, why do I want to share half of it?"

"Tian Binyan, you brute!" Song Tianwen was suddenly furious and shouted directly.

Tian Binyan said with a smile: "It's useless for you to yell at me, your subordinates should be lying down now." ”

Hearing this, Song Tianwen's face was full of panic, and he looked at Zhao Qianqiu, who was coming step by step, and said with a nervous expression: "This brother, I will give you twice as much as the benefits that Tian Binyan has given you! Please let me go!"

Zhao Qianqiu's face did not fluctuate at all, and he walked in front of Song Tianwen with the Sun Yao Sword, and he was about to cut it down with a sword.

Song Tianwen closed his eyes and shouted in despair: "Tian Binyan, you untrustworthy dog, you can't die well!"

"......" Zhao Qianqiu heard this, and the movements in his hands stopped slightly.

Before Tian Binyan could smile, he suddenly stopped on his face.

Zhao Qianqiu looked at Tian Binyan and asked, "Seeing that there seems to be some problems with your reputation, please tell me the whereabouts of the Fire Crow's Nest now!"

Tian Binyan saw that he was being suspected, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of bitterness, and said, "Okay!"

Then just as Tian Binyan wanted to speak, Song Tianwen immediately ran wildly and wanted to escape.

Tian Binyan exclaimed: "That old boy wants to escape!"

Zhao Qianqiu's mind moved slightly, and the Sun Yao Sword was horizontal in front of Song Tianwen's eyes.

Song Tianwen looked at the Riyao Sword, a drop of sweat the size of a bean ran down his face, and then he was forced back to the same place step by step.

"Say it!" Zhao Qianqiu looked at Tian Binyan, with a touch of coldness in his eyes.

Tian Binyan had no other ideas, and directly took out a simple jade slip from the storage ring and threw it directly to Zhao Qianqiu.

Zhao Qianqiu's consciousness swept away, and found that the words recorded in this ancient scroll were very true, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Count you as acquaintance!"

When Zhao Qianqiu's voice fell, Song Tianwen's head also happened to fall to the ground.

Tian Binyan saw that Song Tianwen was killed without any resistance, and his face turned even pale.

Zhao Qianqiu had already raised his sword and chuckled: "Promise me the spirit stone, and I'll take it when I return!" (To be continued.) )