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Chapter 1609 snatch

"Senior Brother Qian, I have obtained this level 5 authority token. You have to hand it over now, but you don't give me any compensation at all. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?" A disciple of the Divine Sword Sect wearing a gray robe said with an indignant face.

"Haha, Junior Brother Wushan, this is a building of the Holy Land of Heavenly Palace. Even if there is a level 5 authority token, there are many dangers inside. Senior Brother, I asked you to hand over the token, and it is also for your life. Senior Brother is stronger than you. Even if you enter, you will not be afraid of some dangers. At that time, you will naturally have a share of the treasure you get!" Qian Fei shook the feather fan lightly and said with a smile on his face.

"That's right, Wu Shan, you're lucky and got a level 5 permission token. Are you no more powerful than you? We are also protecting you!"

"Yes, yes, Wu Shan, don't let down the hard work of your senior brothers. Just wait patiently and you can get something. Why are you not satisfied with such a comfortable life?"

There were two disciples of the Divine Sword Sect beside Qian Fei. Three people surrounded Wu Shan with a smile, as if they were "persuading" him to hand over something.

Song Jian was hiding beside and listening quietly. After a long time, he finally realized that the palace in front of him seemed to require permission tokens to enter, and there might be danger inside. However, seeing the appearance of these three people even forcing their junior brothers to enter the palace, it is obvious that there is a great possibility of obtaining treasures in the palace.

"I can't hand over this token to you. This is the permission token I got after my life. How could it be for you to be for nothing?" Wu Shan said angrily: "If you have the ability, you can kill me and take this token from my body. Otherwise, I would rather destroy it than give it to you for nothing!"

Song Jian looked into Wu Shan's hand. Sure enough, in his hand, he was holding a bronze token tightly, which looked exactly the same as the level 4 permission token that Song Jian obtained on the battlefield.

Looking at the token in Wu Shan's hand, the three disciples of the Divine Sword Sect showed covetous expressions in their eyes.

"Junior Brother Wu, it's not that the senior brothers want to snatch your token. It's just a level five authority token. Only three people can enter the palace. Among the four of us, you are the weakest. If you encounter danger, you may not only lose your life by yourself, but also may implicate the other two senior brothers!" Qian Fei patiently persuaded: "I, Qian Fei, promised you that as long as you hand over the token and let the three of us enter, no matter how much you get in it, you will be divided into four parts. I guarantee you one, how about it?"

"Junior Brother Wushan, Senior Brother Qian has made such a big concession. What else do you want? If you have the ability, you can enter the palace with the token alone. If you get any opportunity, your senior brothers will not be jealous. Do you dare?" A disciple of the Divine Sword Sect next to him mocked.

"You..." Wu Shan's face turned red. Dangers were everywhere in the secret realm. Although he had a level 5 authority token and could enter the palace in front of him, with his strength, he really couldn't face the dangers he might encounter alone. You know, any ordinary monster in this secret realm may have the strength of the legendary realm, which is not something he can deal with alone.

"No, I have to enter. I only need two more senior brothers to accompany me, and the three of us can enter. Although I am slightly lower in strength, I am not without a trump card. At that time, I will definitely not drag my senior brothers down!" Wu Shan said firmly, holding the token.

He said he had divided into four parts, and he could get one if he didn't go in, but who knows how the three of them divided? As long as they handed over the token, the opportunity in this palace would have little to do with Wu Shan. Once the three of them entered, they would not have enough share, so how could they give him another share? Even if there was, it would definitely be the "stolen soup" that the three of them looked down upon.

Qian Fei and the two companions beside him looked at each other and saw a hint of ruthlessness in each other's eyes.

The secret realm here is not safe. Even if one or two disciples die, the sect will not know. As long as the three of them have a unified attitude, there will be no problem.

"Junior brother, you are so embarrassed by this!" Qian Fei smiled and walked forward two steps, and the other two surrounded him.

Wu Shan suddenly felt a hint of threat, raised the bronze token in his hand and shouted loudly: "You take another step forward and I will destroy this token immediately."

At this moment, a dazzling sword light suddenly shone behind Wu Shan. The disciple of the Divine Sword Sect behind him actually drew his sword and slashed towards Wu Shan's arm.

Wu Shan couldn't believe it at all. Several fellow disciples really dared to attack him. They were careless for a moment and felt a sudden chill of their right shoulder. Then a sharp pain came. The right arm holding the token actually flew up and landed in the distance.

"You, you really dare..." Wu Shan was furious, holding the wound on his right arm, staring at Qian Fei with a look of horror on his face.

"Junior brother, we don't think about it either. We went to the underworld, don't blame the senior brothers!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Qian Fei's eyes, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Wu Shan.

"You must die a good death!" Wu Shan roared, and a dazzling white light burst out from his body. In an instant, Wu Shan's figure became transparent and began to twist and deform.

"Closing the area, don't let him escape!" Qian Fei was startled and shouted loudly.

Once Wu Shan escapes, the deeds of their murderous deeds among the sects will be exposed. At that time, the punishment of the master's sect will not be able to bear to the three inner disciples.

The other two were also shocked. One of them quickly took out a scroll. Before it was opened, Wu Shan turned into a white light, soared into the sky, and disappeared from the spot.

"Damn it, one step slower!" The disciple holding the scroll looked depressed. If he hadn't used his sword to cut off Wu Shan's right arm and causing him to take the seal scroll to be one step slower, Wu Shan wouldn't have escaped in front of the three of them.

Qian Fei's face turned pale and he stared at the direction where Wu Shan disappeared, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Senior brother, even if he escapes, he will never be able to leave the secret realm for a while. This secret realm is in crisis step by step, and he has lost an arm. In this secret realm, he will be in a life of death. Maybe he will be killed by monsters in the secret realm in the next moment. We don't need to worry too much..." A disciple whispered.

"I hope so!" Qian Fei remained silent for a while, sighed and whispered.
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