Looking at Shen Shaoyang with a look of dismay, Song Yan smiled: "I mean, I am more than enough to deal with you trash, so I can't help you."

Hearing this, Shen Shaoyang's cheeks turned black and he said with a grim smile: "Boy, you dare to brag when you die. Do you really think that I dare not kill you!"

"You can't kill!" Song Yan shook his head leisurely.

Seeing this, Shen Shaoyang couldn't help but be amused: "It seems that you are really crazy about gaining and losing your heart. Do you know what kind of cultivation you have and what kind of cultivation we have?"

Without waiting for Song Yan to answer, Shen Shaoyang continued with a sneer and said, "We are all in the Golden Pill stage, and you are just a little ant with ten levels of Qi refining. Without anyone helping you, this young master can kill you with just one finger!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing his son's words, the four subordinates surrounding Song Yan couldn't help laughing.

One of them couldn't help but laugh and said, "Boy, do you know what a master of Jindan is?"

The other person nodded in a joke: "Even if you are a small Qi Refining Realm, you dare to go against our young master. I just don't know how the word "death" is written?"

"Okay, for the sake of the long night dreams, let's kill this kid first!" Shen Shaoyang waved his hand.

The four of them met and looked at each other, and one of them said, "I'll do it!"

While speaking, he took a step forward and instantly crossed several meters away to Song Yan. He slapped him with a grim smile, intending to blow his head.

But at this moment, Song Yan slowly spit out three words: "First!"

"What does this kid mean?"

Hearing these three words, Shen Shaoyang felt a little confused, but at the next moment, he understood, because at the next moment, the palm of his hand was about to fall on Song Yan's head, Song Yan suddenly took action.

With a "click", the man's head tilted and his arms drooped. As Song Yan took his hand away from his neck, the other party's body fell to the ground with a thump.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Shen Shaoyang and his other three subordinates were all round. How could Wang Xiu, who had the early stage of the Golden Pill, be killed by a small Qi Refining Realm!

Just when they were still shocked, Song Yan shook his body and came to another person and reached out.

"Second!"

"Click!"

Another crisp sound came out, and then another person's body fell to the ground.

Seeing the second subordinate being killed without resistance, Shen Shaoyang knew that he had met a master who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger. He shouted to the other two subordinates with a panic: "Hurry up, kill him quickly!"

While shouting, he turned around and rushed towards the direction he came.

The other two Jindans were dissatisfied with the reaction. When Song Yan killed his second companion, they sacrificed magic weapons, one of which was a flying sword and a fourth-grade treasure weapon.

The other is a pair of flying hammers, which are also fourth-grade treasures.

"Swish!"

Two magic weapons shot towards Song Yan from the left and right.

"Third!"

He turned a blind eye to the flying magic weapon Song Yan, stepped out and came to the third person.

"Ah, get out of here!"

When he saw Song Yan coming to his face, the subordinate of the Golden Pill was so scared that he was so heartbroken that he punched Song Yan with all his strength.

Unfortunately, his punch was too slow, and he swung his fist for only one-third, and he heard a crack, and then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The fourth Jindan subordinate saw that all three of his companions were dead, so he had no courage to continue fighting with Song Yan. He didn't even have time to take back his magic weapon, so he turned around and ran away.

“The fourth one!”

Song Yan gently spit out three words and then disappeared from the spot.

"Plop!"

The next moment, the fourth Jindan subordinate who was speeding suddenly fell to the ground and no longer had any noise.

Shen Shaoyang, who had escaped hundreds of meters, turned around and saw this scene. He couldn't help but scream, and his true energy was aroused, and he ran away at a faster speed.

But the next moment, Shen Shaoyang's eyes suddenly became round and almost glared out of his eyes, because he saw that dozens of meters ahead, someone was looking at him with a smile.

Suddenly, he became desperate.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, he knelt down on the ground and begged, "Sir, please spare me, I can give you spiritual crystals and magic weapons!"

Song Yan walked to Shen Shaoyang with leisurely steps, while the other party crawled on the ground tremblingly, kowtowing and begging for mercy, not daring to make any changes at all.

"Raise your head!" Song Yan shouted in a deep voice.

"Sir, I was wrong. Please spare my life. As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything!"

Shen Shaoyang continued to beg for mercy in tears.

"Shut up!"

Song Yan's face turned cold, and Shen Shaoyang immediately closed his mouth.

Song Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and pointed his finger at him and penetrated a puppet magical power into his sea of ​​consciousness. The other party was a child of the Shen family of the great cultivating clan of Youzhou. Keeping him is more useful than killing him. Of course, this is the premise that Song Yan has puppet magical power, otherwise he would never let him go.

"See Master!"

The next moment, Shen Shaoyang kowtowed respectfully.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Master!"

After asking Shen Shaoyang a few questions, Song Yan signaled that he could leave and then step into a forest.

By the time he walked out of the woods, he had transformed into a young man with an ordinary appearance.

On the other side.

Tang Wushang, whose breath was declining, was holding Li Tianluo and galloping wildly.

Suddenly, he staggered and almost fell.

He couldn't help but smile miserably, because he knew that his deadline had reached, and at most thirty breaths, his soul would completely dissipate, and he would completely disappear in this world.

"Senior brother, let me down!"

Li Tianluo's weak words.

Tang Wushang did not persist anymore and put Li Tianluo down.

Seeing Tang Wushang, whose breath was so decayed that it was like the flames in the wind would be extinguished at any time, Li Tianluo couldn't help but feel sad from his heart. He took out a bottle of elixir and said one to his mouth and said, "Senior brother, take the elixir quickly."

Tang Wushang pushed her hand away and shook her head and said, "Junior sister, it's useless. Senior brother's soul is about to collapse. Even if he eats the elixir, it cannot be saved. It's a pity that I haven't become a Taoist partner with you yet!"

Speaking of this, Tang Wushang had a deep regret on his face.

Hearing this, Li Tianluo had two lines of tears in the corner of her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "No, senior brother, from now on, I will be your Taoist partner!"

"Junior sister!"

Hearing Li Tianluo's words, Tang Wushang couldn't help but feel a little rosy on his pale face. He reached out to touch her face and said, "Junior sister, with you, senior brother will not die!"

It’s a pity that before Tang Wushang finished speaking the last word “save”, his hand suddenly slid off her face and his body fell backwards.

"Senior Brother!"

Li Tianluo shouted shrillly, but when he held Tang Wushang's body, he realized that the other party was already out of vitality.
Chapter completed!