Qin Yang's name instantly spread throughout Sanye Town.

When people talked about this new legend with great interest, Wanhuamen advocated that Tianhao had already taken a group of masters to rescue his son, and at the same time was ready to kill Qin Yang.

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"Don't ...... Don't kill me......"

In a mountain forest, Zhang Fengyu sat on the ground, his handsome face was extremely white, and his eyes were full of deep fear.

And in front of him, Qin Yang clasped his hands to his chest and looked at him for a long time.

"Young Master Zhang, the auction just now was very awesome, my ten pills were auctioned by you with two million spirit stones, I wonder, can you Wanhuamen get two million spirit stones?"

"This ...... This ......"

Dense beads of sweat rolled down from Zhang Fengyu's forehead.

"Whew-"

A fiery snake sprang out from Qin Yang's fingertips and pounced on Zhang Fengyu, slowly swimming around his body.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... We can take out two million spirit stones from Wanhuamen, and there are a lot of treasures in our treasure house, even if we can't get together the spirit stones, we can also exchange some magic weapons for them. ”

Zhang Fengyu shrank back and said with a sad face.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful, he knew that this guy was a bad star, and he wouldn't provoke anything he said.

"In other words, your dad won't ransom you with so many spirit stones, right? ”

Qin Yang said with a smile.

As he spoke, his arm waved slightly, and the fire snake instantly burrowed into Zhang Fengyu's arm.

"Ahh

The terrible screams echoed through the mountains and forests.

Zhang Fengyu rolled on the ground in pain, feeling that the inside of his arm was occupied by a red-hot iron rod, and he was in pain.

"Come, I'll try the Ice and Fire for you. ”

The corners of Qin Yang's lips lifted, and a cold air appeared from his fingertips, and with a flick of it, he flew towards the other party's arm, turning into ice cubes and freezing all his arms.

This time, Zhang Fengyu was even more painful to die.

The flesh and bones were scorching with fire, and the skin of the arms was extremely cold and piercing, but strangely there was no scar at all.

This double test of ice and fire was like the torture of purgatory, completely destroying Zhang Fengyu's psychology.

He endured the huge pain, knelt on Qin Yang and kowtowed to admit his mistake: "Mr. Qian...... No...... Mr. Qin, I was wrong, I must put ...... I'll get you back two million spirit stones...... Sorry ......"

At this moment, the young master of Wanhuamen is like a lost dog, extremely embarrassed.

If he was seen by those who were familiar with him, he would be dumbfounded, and the second ancestor, who was usually extremely arrogant, would shake his head and beg for mercy like this.

Just as Qin Yang was about to say something, his heart moved, and he looked at a few figures in the air.

"It's coming pretty fast!"

Qin Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and he pinched a mantra.

I saw that tiny rattans suddenly sprang out of the ground, tied Zhang Fengyu tightly, and hung him in the air, while Qin Yang stood on top of Zhang Fengyu's head on tiptoe, staring at the few figures flying by.

There were six people in total.

At the front is a middle-aged man in a purple robe, with a thin appearance, but there is a hint of arrogance, and the air around him seems to be slightly distorted, which shows that this person's cultivation is very high.

He is the door advocate of Wanhuamen.

There were a total of five Jindan cultivators behind him, among them was the cultivator who had been teased by Qin Yang in the square before, and at this moment his face was gloomy, looking at Qin Yang's eyes full of murderous intent.

"You are the Qin Yang who killed ten immortal cultivators with the body of a martial artist, and also possessed ten heavenly spirit roots?"

Zhang Tianhao looked at Qin Yang and spoke lightly.

His indifferent gaze seemed to be like substance, which could penetrate the other person's heart. Even his voice seemed to imply a sharp thorn, disturbing the other party's mind.

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Master Zhangmen, what kind of son did you say you taught, bullying the weak, relying on the name of being the second ancestor, and not taking others in your eyes, today I will teach you a good lesson for this turtle son." ”

"Qin Yang, I don't care what backstage you have, and I don't care what heavenly spiritual root you have, if you dare to hurt my son today, I will definitely let you live out of Sanye Town!"

"If you know each other, let my son go, and I may be able to spare you death!"

Zhang Tianhao clenched his fists slightly and said coldly.

"It's okay to let your son go, bring the spirit stone, and we'll pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Qin Yang sneered.

Zhang Tianhao was silent for a moment, with a wave of his sleeves, a storage ring fell in front of Qin Yang, and said lightly: "There are two million spirit stones in it, you can put my son." ”

"Master Zhangmen, you're too refreshing. ”

Looking at the storage ring floating in front of him, Qin Yang's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips set off a strange arc.

"What? Don't you want spirit stones? ”

Zhang Tianhao said lightly.

Qin Yang smiled at the corner of his lips, and did not speak, a ball of thunder and lightning slowly condensed from his palm, and threw it towards the storage ring in front of him.

"Shhhh

At the same time as the lightning struck, the storage ring let out a terrible scream, transforming into a huge crab, and wanted to pounce towards Qin Yang, but it was entangled in vines and torn apart.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tianhao's eyelids jumped, and he looked at Qin Yang deeply, his expression a little more dignified.

This kid is so powerful, he actually saw through his plan.

"Master Zhang, I'm not a fool, there's no need to play in front of me with this kind of pediatric means, give you ten seconds, if you really don't want to exchange spirit stones for your son, then I can only tear up the ticket." ”

Qin Yang's gaze gradually cooled.

As he spoke, a sharp vine pressed against Zhang Fengyu's throat, stabbing out traces of blood.

"Okay, then you can tear up the ticket. ”

Who knows, Zhang Tianhao did not have any panic on his face, but a little more weird smile.

"Kill!!"

With a cold snort, a Jindan cultivator behind him instantly rushed towards Qin Yang, with an extra black spear in his hand, and purple mist appeared on the tip of the spear, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

As soon as Qin Yang's complexion changed, he was about to kill Zhang Fengyu under his feet.

However, when he looked down, his pupils shrank, and he found that Zhang Fengyu, who was entangled in rattan, turned into a stone.

"Boy, this is a transfer technique, you are still too young. ”

At this moment, Zhang Haotian in mid-air let out a sneer, and beside him, it was Zhang Fengyu with a miserable face, panting for breath.

It can be seen that Zhang Haotian deliberately delayed time just now and used a special technique to rescue Zhang Fengyu.

"Dad, you must peel off this kid's skin to vent the hatred in my heart!!"

Zhang Fengyu's veins on his forehead were dilated, his eyes were round, and he pointed at Qin Yang and shouted angrily.

"Old thing, it's pretty cunning, but ...... All this is expected by me, do you think I really brought you here to ask for spirit stones?"

Qin Yang looked at Zhang Haotian in mid-air, and the corners of his lips outlined a mysterious smile.

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