The young man with the scar only felt a flower in front of him, but a small palm appeared on his neck in an instant.

When he saw the owner of this palm, his eyes showed disbelief, and his face still maintained a cruel smile, but at this time it was a little stiff, and his lips were dry and squeezed out a few words.

The breeze blew with the sound of branches and leaves falling, and beyond that, there was silence all around, except for the thumping of the Scarred Youth's heart.

Qiao Yuan's right hand grabbed the neck of the scarred young man, and he didn't look at him at all, his eyes were always fixed on Yang Yan Zhenren's body, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, with a hint of a smile.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Yang Yan Zhenren slowly stood up from the boulder, his expression was extremely solemn, his eyes stared straight at Qiao Yuan, he didn't pay attention to the scarred young man who was caught by Qiao Yuan, and his right hand slowly moved towards his waist.

"Haha...... Your bull's nose is also interesting, don't I just me, ask knowingly. ”

Qiao Yuan grinned, and the strength of his right hand to grasp the scar youth was a little stronger, but the scar youth seemed to be choked by his life, and he didn't have the strength to struggle at all.

Yang Yan Zhenren didn't have a trace of anger at all when he heard Qiao Yuan's words, but the solemnity in his eyes became a little more. However, this state only lasted for ten breaths, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's face changed, revealing a gentle smile and slowly speaking.

"Huh...... Xiaoyou must not be angry, this poor man is impetuous, but he has no malice, just for the sake of Xiaoyou's future, and I hope Xiaoyou's subordinates will be merciful. ”

Qiao Yuan saw Yang Yanzhen's smile and showed the same smile, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Oh...... I see, then I don't care. ”

After Qiao Yuan finished speaking, he raised his right hand and lifted the scar youth up, and threw it towards Yang Yan Zhenren, with his hands behind his back, and his face showed a smile that seemed to be not a smile.

Yang Yan Zhenren flew directly to the scar youth with one step, put the scar youth on the ground with one hand, and then stood outside Qiao Yuan's three zhang, with a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly with a fist hugging at him.

"Thank you, little friend, if it's ......"

Yang Yan Zhenren was just saying that, but a blue short sword suddenly flew out of his sleeve and stabbed towards Qiao Yuan's eyebrows.

The sword was so fast that he could almost see a blue light flying out of his cuff. And the distance between the two is only three zhang, and the first breath of the short sword flew out of the cuffs of Yang Yan Zhenren, and the next breath reached Qiao Yuan's eyebrows, which was unexpected and unguardable.

Yang Yan Zhenren immediately slapped the storage bag at the moment when the short sword flew out, and a paper talisman flew out of it, and then Yang Yan Zhenren bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood on the tip of his tongue on the paper talisman, pointing at the paper talisman a little, and the paper talisman immediately burned and flew towards Qiao Yuan.

Yang Yan Zhenren did all this and did not stop, the fierce color in his eyes flashed, and he took out a small bell, a small sword, and a short Ge from the storage bag, he first wiped it on the small sword and the short Ge, and immediately the small sword and the short Ge turned into a zhang size and went towards Qiao Yuan.

But just when Yang Yan Zhenren was manipulating Xiao Zhong, his face changed drastically, the movements in his hands suddenly stopped, and his eyes showed monstrous horror and shock, he saw a scene that he could never forget in his life.

Qiao Yuan stood in place with his hands behind his back, the smile on his face did not change at all, and the sarcasm in his eyes was very clear.

The blue short sword stabbed at Qiao Yuan's eyebrows in an instant, but when it was an inch away from Qiao Yuan's eyebrows, it shattered and turned into powder and rolled out.

The paper charm followed, but it was immediately reduced to ashes when it was rolled in powder, as if an ordinary piece of paper had burned out, and had no effect at all.

Then there are the flying swords and short ges that have become larger, and they have almost just become larger, and they are rolled in powder. Under the gaze of Yang Yan Zhenren, it also shattered, turned into powder and continued to roll towards him.

This scene made him tremble, his soul was frightened, beads of sweat on his forehead secreted out, and his back was already wet with cold sweat in an instant.

Yang Yan Zhenren patted the storage bag, shield, mirror, copper coin, and more than ten magic weapons of all kinds, and there was no time to cast spells to manipulate them, so he just threw them away, hoping to block one or two.

"Hey, you have a lot of magic weapons, and you must have done a lot of murder and treasure hunting. ”

Qiao Yuan saw that Yang Yan Zhenren took out more than ten magic weapons from the storage bag at once, and there was no trace of heartache at all, and he threw them directly towards the powder storm.

With a smile on his face, he raised his hand and beckoned to the powder storm, and in an instant, the powder storm disappeared in place, without damaging the magic weapon thrown by Yang Yan Zhenren.

"Senior, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, the villain should die. The villain is willing to dedicate his life's magic weapon to his predecessors, and only asks his predecessors to leave a cheap life for the villain to collect magic weapons for his predecessors. ”

When Yang Yan Zhenren saw this scene, he immediately knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy while kowtowing to Qiao Yuan, with a sad expression on his face, almost tears, and took out his storage bag as he spoke, and poured out all the items inside.

At a cursory glance, Qiao Yuan had about dozens of magic weapons, as well as various cultivation resources such as pills, spirit stones, talismans, exercises, etc., almost covering the ground in a radius of three feet.

Qiao Yuan looked at these things with a smile on his face, but he didn't speak.

"The predecessors cultivated as a high god, the mana is boundless, and the villain has eyes and no beads, and he only hates himself for waking up too late. Now that he has offended his predecessors, the villain should have died without redemption, but there are still many magic weapons hidden in the villain's cave, if he dies, wouldn't he be able to offer treasures to his predecessors. The villain is willing to make a blood oath, willing to saddle the horse for his predecessors, make cattle and horses, and collect more magic weapons. ”

Yang Yan Zhenren saw the smile on Qiao Yuan's face, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly continued while the iron was hot, and without looking at Qiao Yuan's reaction after speaking, he directly bit the tip of his tongue and spit it in his palm.

"The villain Yang Yan made a blood oath here today, and he is willing to recognize his predecessors as the master. If there is betrayal, the form and spirit will be destroyed. ”

After Yang Yan Zhenren finished speaking, the blood in his palm wriggled and turned into a word "blood", which looked shocking, but in a moment, it merged into his palm and disappeared.

Qiao Yuan heard Yang Yanzhen's words, and saw that his actions were smooth, without the slightest delay, and there was not even a hint of hesitation when he swore a blood oath, his words and actions were as if he had rehearsed countless times in advance, and his tears seemed as if Qiao Yuan was bullying him.

Qiao Yuan touched his nose a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said with an embarrassed smile.

"You're a clever bull. That's the end of the sneak attack, this ......"

Before Qiao Yuan finished speaking, Yang Yan Zhenren grabbed his right hand backwards. The scholar youth and the scar youth, who were at a loss in place, were immediately pulled by a strong force, came towards Qiao Yuan, and knelt directly at Qiao Yuan's feet.

Yang Yan Zhenren showed a flattering look on his face and said loudly.

"Thank you seniors, these two criminals can be disposed of by their predecessors, whether they live or die, they only need a word from their seniors. ”

The scholar youth and the scar youth knelt on the ground and trembled, the clothes on their bodies were already wet with sweat, and they didn't dare to say a word, just kept kowtowing to Qiao Yuan. They were afraid of Qiao Yuan, and even more afraid of his master, thinking that if there was no accident, they would definitely be in a catastrophe this time.

"What's your two names?"

Qiao Yuan felt extremely funny when he saw this scene, but he tried his best to suppress it and asked lightly.

"Little white and warm book. ”

"Small...... Xu Scar. ”

The scholar youth hurriedly spoke, followed by the trembling voice of the scar youth.

Qiao Yuan nodded, his face expressionless, his eyes showing thought.

This process lasted for more than ten breaths, which made Bai Wenshu and Xu Dao Scar feel like they were tortured, and the time for more than ten breaths was like more than ten years.

"Yang Yan, these two people will stay for the time being. ”

After more than ten breaths, Qiao Yuan looked at Xiang Yangyan and slowly spoke, his expression was flat, and there was no trace of waves in his eyes, making it impossible to see his slightest intention.

"The master's orders, the villain must obey. You two are not quick to thank you. ”

The flattery on Yang Yan's face was even worse, and after saying it to Qiao Yuan, he scolded the two of them harshly.

"Thank you seniors for sparing your life......"

When the two of them heard Qiao Yuan's words like an amnesty, their faces showed ecstasy, and they accelerated the speed of kowtowing while opening their mouths to thank them.

"Alright, leave the storage bag behind, and you can go. If anything, I will personally go to Tongyuan Sect to find you. And also...... Tell you people from Tongyuan Sect that if you dare to come here again, you won't have such good luck. ”

Qiao Yuan stretched out his right hand and waved it, and said with a faint expression, but when he said that there was a cold light in his eyes, a killing intent spread around, making the three of them shiver in unison.

"The villain obeyed. ”

After listening to Qiao Yuan's words, Yang Yan immediately kowtowed three heads respectfully to Qiao Yuan, and after saying the words, he directly took Bai Wenshu and Xu Scar and galloped towards the distance.

When the three of them disappeared from Qiao Yuan's field of vision, his body suddenly trembled, and his eyes flashed with confusion, but in a moment, he became agile and energetic.

After Qiao Yuan recovered, what he saw was magic weapons, pills, spirit stones, etc., all over the ground, his face showed excitement and excitement, and he was almost unable to close his mouth with a smile. He was awake from what had just happened, and he knew exactly what these things were.

"Xiaoyuan, how do you feel?"

Just when Qiao Yuan was lying on the ground, touching one magic weapon after another, and his saliva was about to drip up, there was a voice behind him.

When Qiao Yuan heard the words, the smile on his face immediately retracted, and he stood up and looked back.

I saw a bald middle-aged man with a height of seven feet standing behind him, this bald middle-aged man was wearing coarse linen clothes, a pair of arms were exposed, and his feet were as thick as Qiao Yuan's thighs, and he looked full of explosive power.

The corners of Qiao Yuan's mouth rose, and there was a look of unfinished meaning, and he said excitedly to the bald middle-aged man.

"It feels so cool, Uncle Tie, can you pass on my cultivation method, I think I can do it with my own strength. ”

"Haha...... There is no urgency in this matter, when you are sixteen years old, you will naturally be able to cultivate. ”

The bald middle-aged man laughed and said with a wave of his hand.