But Qin Yan didn't do that!

Everything has a degree.

Sun Ningqiu was not aware of his life and death and wanted to kill him. Qin Yan naturally had no need to show mercy to him.

Even if he died, Qin Yan would be sure to distinguish himself from the ancestor of Baiqiaogu.

But if these guys in front of you are killed together, it will seem a bit inappropriate.

After all, Jindan monks are very important and precious to any sect. Just dying one is nothing.

But if the seven or eight people in front of him all fell in his hands, facing the Nascent Soul Ancestor of Baiqiao Valley, he would not be able to explain it anyway.

Even if the other party really appreciates him, it is impossible to have a calm mind at this time.

Qin Yan came here not to make enemies with Bai Qiaogu, and to gain attention, he certainly could not be too weak. When facing provocation, he could take appropriate action and even kill the malicious Sun Ningqiu.

But don't do anything too much, otherwise it will go against the purpose of coming here.

Qin Yan knew this in his mind. He has always been a very smart immortal cultivator, so he is very responsible for taking action at this moment.

But then that's it, Qin Yan's face soon showed an impatient look.

The reason is that I am merciful, but the Jindan stage cultivators who fought with him seemed to be a little ungrateful.

Don't get me wrong. They didn't show such a strong hostility or even murderous aura towards themselves like Sun Ningqiu. Qin Yan saw this clearly, but he seemed to be dissatisfied with him against seven, so the few people not only refused to admit defeat, but the offensive became more and more fierce.

This goes on endlessly.

If a tiger doesn’t show its power, do you really think I’m a sick cat?

It seems that I have to teach these guys a profound lesson.

Thinking of this in his heart, Qin Yan changed the calmness on his face, and his whole body was full of green light and rushed forward.

"careful."

"Don't be careless."

...

His actions immediately caused a burst of exclamation. Several Jindan monks were shocked, and their originally fierce attack could not help but stop.

The few people seemed to be shocked by Qin Yan's powerful power and changed to a defensive stance.

If you face an ordinary opponent, this is not a mistake, but now facing Qin Yan, who is far stronger than them, is timid, but it is equivalent to giving the other party a chance.

In this way, the defense line of several people was easily broken through, and Qin Yan rushed to the monk wearing a blue shirt without much effort.

He was a cultivator who looked only twenty-seven or eight years old. Of course, his real age was probably much older. When he saw a strong enemy coming to him, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he soon forced himself to calm down again.

At this time, panic is useless and can form a golden elixir. Naturally, I still know the simple truth.

He knew that his brothers would definitely rescue him, so he brushed his sleeves and sacrificed a defensive treasure while venting it, and quickly retreated.

Their movements are fast.

There can be said that there is no problem with dealing with it.

Unfortunately, Qin Yan's strength is simply impossible to use common sense to guess, so although his response was not a problem, the final result was still useless.

Qin Yan's speed was much faster than him, so before he stepped back, he had easily bypassed the treasure he sacrificed and came to the blue-shirt monk without knowing it.

"not good!"

The monk was shocked and didn't know how to deal with it for a while. The reason was nothing else. The cultivators rely on treasures and spells. Melee combat was originally weak, and most of them had never experienced it.

The person in front of him was naturally unavoidable. He didn't even know what Qin Yan was planning to do when he rushed to him.

I could only throw out a few spells in a panic.

Wind blades and fireballs are all the foundations of the five elements. A cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Pill used such tricks to attack the enemy. Obviously, he was at the point of chaos at this moment.

So the result is conceivable. Not to mention blocking the powerful enemy in front of him, it is just a joke in Qin Yan's eyes. He is too lazy to hide. Such a simple spell, even his body-protecting spiritual energy can do nothing.

In a word, futile effort.

Seeing that Qin Yan was only more than meter away from him, the blue-clothed monk's face was full of horror. At this time, he had no time to react.

Although he didn't want to die with his eyes closed, he really didn't know what he should be at this moment. Then he saw a huge fist, which seemed to be fast, but he didn't have time to hide.

"Bang!"

He felt the middle of the nose bridge, and then he felt the stars in front of him, and he was dizzy for a moment, and then his eyes turned black and he fell into fainting.

In this way, it is naturally impossible to maintain the posture of flying with the sword.

A "swoosh" sound came into my ears and I fell from mid-air.

"Junior Brother Liu."

The other Jindan monks could see clearly and couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

He was worried about his junior brother's safety, but also involuntarily felt a tragedy of the death of the rabbit and the fox.

And this premonition is obviously not wrong.

Next, Qin Yan's actions became more and more elusive.

There is no enemy in one unit.

But when I heard a crackling sound coming into my ears, there was a scream in the middle. The immortal cultivators who were watching the battle in the distance couldn't bear to close their eyes.

I saw the fate of the Jindan stage uncle in this sect, one by one, was terrible.

But don't get me wrong. In fact, none of the seven people fell, and Qin Yan was very cautious in his actions.

But...how to say, although no one has any worries about life, people of the Golden Pill level were beaten and beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. It was really pitiful.

It's embarrassing to the house.

Especially in front of the group of nephews, one of them was a very proud Jindan stage cultivator. After being punched twice by Qin Yan, he was not injured much after being hurt. However, he felt anger rushed to his forehead and was dizzy.

In this way, in just a few breaths, six of the seven Golden Pill monks were knocked over to the ground, and the old man in the soap robe in his head was also panicked at this moment.

He is a very qualified Jindan monk. He has lived for more than 400 years and has experienced countless storms in his life. However, such a scene was something he never expected in his dreams.

what to do?

Seeing that Qin Yan had rushed to him, the old man in soap robe sighed: "Stop, I admit defeat."
Chapter completed!