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Chapter 1140

Even Shicheng suddenly screamed, then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, the kind that could not be stopped.

The sequelae of the explosion of Jindan is here.

Lian Shicheng's breath was rapidly weakening. In less than ten seconds, he became older than before taking the Burning Pill. His muscles were atrophy, his skin was shriveled, and his qi and blood were exhausted!

When Qin Yang saw this scene, he could almost conclude that even Shicheng's true age should not be too old.

However, his qi and blood have been consumed a lot, which means that Lian Shicheng has taken the Burning Pill many times.

And the side effects will be greater every time!

The Explosive Pill can only be used as a life-saving pill for the crisis of death. Some people even would rather die than use the Explosive Pill.

Han Junli looked particularly ugly. Seeing that Lian Shicheng had lost, he took a cold look, then turned around and walked towards the business car outside.

Seeing this, Qin Yang could only sigh that these young masters from big families were really cold and ruthless.

"Did I let you go?" Qin Yang said with a low voice, but it revealed a sense of coldness.

Han Junli looked back and said, "Do you still want to touch me?"

Qin Yang said speechlessly: "You seem to have a brain problem. I planned to attack you from the beginning, but I just stopped Shicheng."

Beside Han Junli, the great master immediately stepped forward and stared at him with a serious expression.

"You'd better get out of the way, otherwise I might sack all your abilities."

Qin Yang looked at them with an expressionless face.

When these two Han family masters heard Qin Yang's words, they also showed fear.

For warriors, death may not be terrible, but if they are sterile, they will sometimes be even more uncomfortable than death.

But Han Junli is the son of the Han family, so they dare not lose their protection. If they don’t stand up at this time, they will be punished by the Han family if they look back.

Since they have defected to the Han family, they must work hard for the Han family's legitimate lineage!

“Speechless.”

Qin Yang sighed, then flashed and approached his body. The two great masters had no time to react, and they flew out from left to side, vomiting blood and fainting.

Han Junli's face turned cold and stared at Qin Yang with a fierce look.

Bang!

Qin Yang slapped the Han family's young master, causing bleeding from the corner of his mouth and dizziness.

"Where is Zhao Zhongyang? Let your subordinates bring him to me. If something happens to Zhao Zhongyang, you can die here."

"You won't have a good ending, so will Zhao Lingxi!" At this time, the Han family's son still maintained his arrogance as the Han family.

Qin Yang's expression was calm: "Is that so? I hope it's like you said."

Han Junli took out his cell phone and said to the person on the other end: "Bring Zhao Zhongyang here!"

Qin Yang then let go of Han Junli, kicked him, causing him to stagger into the car door, and then covered his stomach with pain and slid down to the car door.

He ignored the remaining martial arts masters and returned to Wanyaotang, looking at Zhao Lingxi with red eyes: "Don't worry, if something happens to Grandpa Zhao, I will let him be buried with him."

Zhao Lingxi sobbed and nodded, saying fragilely: "Qin Yang, thank you."

"I don't have to be so polite to me." Qin Yang waved his hand, then looked at Lian Shicheng lying on the ground, with cramps in his limbs.

"Why do you have to!" Qin Yang muttered, and then kicked Lian Shicheng a few times.

Soon, Lian Shicheng's limbs twitched slowly stopped, and the qi and blood did not recover, but his breathing gradually stabilized.

Although this person is doing things for the Han family, he is not so unforgivable, so he naturally has no need to kill him.

Qin Yang has always respected me one foot, and I will give you one foot!
Chapter completed!
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