Lin Shuangwu looked pale and then turned her head and vomited.

Qin Yang raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder, transmitting some true energy to her.

Chen Longxiang looked as usual, as if he was not killing three seventh-level heavens and one eighth-level heaven, but four pheasants.

"There is another one, keep a breath. Ask the envoy behind the scenes and let's go and kill." Chen Longxiang looked at Qin Yang calmly.

Qin Yang nodded solemnly. If it weren't for Chen Longxiang's brain, he would have doubted whether he was a dead soldier.

This is so powerful and has such a dull personality, but he is ruthless and decisive in his actions!

Such power is beyond his imagination.

Qin Yang fell into the sinkhole, and after seeing him, Old Yan, who was punched in the face, hummed in pain.

"I've given you a chance."

Qin Yang sighed, "You must not listen, and you can't blame me."

"I, I beg for mercy...please don't kill me..."

Qin Yang's face was calm and said, "You want to kill me, but do you hope I will repay my grudges with kindness? There is no such reason in the world."

After saying that, Qin Yang bounced out a true energy and turned into a sharp sword and pierced through Yan Lao's throat.

This Martial King of the Eighth Heaven died directly at his hands.

Qin Yang said coldly: "Let's go, it seems that he has to go back to the town."

Zhuo Dingfeng was already rude enough to not bother him because of the Zhuo family.

As a result, this little bastard refused to let him go!

If he didn't kill him, would he really think Qin Yang was easy to bully?

...

In the city.

Zhuo Dingfeng rented a luxurious mansion and settled in it.

He was happily waiting for Mr. Yan and others to come back to report.

But Zhong Feixiong was uneasy: "Young Master, I don't think Qin Yang died so easily."

"Old Yan and the others may not succeed. I suggest we hide first..."

Zhuo Dingfeng's face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "Old Shan, you don't have the ability. Do you still think others don't have the ability?"

"Old Yan and the others are all Martial Kings above the seventh level! They are even more powerful than after you take the pill!"

"They're no way they can't kill Qin Yang!"

Shan Feixiong said solemnly: "Young Master, this is not necessarily the case. Didn't Qin Yang be helped by the restaurant owner Ming Xiaofeng?"

"If Ming Xiaofeng also escorts him back to the Medicine Temple, it will be a big deal..."

Zhuo Dingfeng said contemptuously: "It's impossible, how could Emperor Wu give it to others? Who do you think Qin Yang is!"

"If he is an alchemist of the eighth grade and ninth grade, he may still have the qualifications, but he is at most a seventh grade, isn't he?"

"Okay, Mr. Dan, don't keep talking about it. It's useless old thing! After I go back, I will ask my grandpa to replace you!"

During this trip to the Medicine Temple, he was quite dissatisfied with Solo Feixiong's performance.

When Mr. Dan heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately became a little angry.

"It should be almost the same as counting the time, right?"

Zhuo Dingfeng said, and prepared to contact Mr. Yan and others.

He took out a contact stone and quickly responded to it by inputting internal strength.

"Old Yan! Are you back? Did you twist Qin Yang's dog head off by you!?"

However, although the contact stone was connected, there was no reply.

"Hmm? Old Yan?"

Zhuo Dingfeng looked at the contact stone in his hand with a puzzled look.

Suddenly, Solo Feixiong's expression changed drastically, and he directly blocked Zhuo Dingfeng's body!

Bang!

A stone broke through the wall, like the most powerful bullet, shot straight to death.

Shan Feixiong shouted loudly, his inner strength roared wildly, and then punched out with all his strength, trying to break the stone.

But this small stone is entangled with unimaginable internal strength.

His fist failed to break it!
Chapter completed!