"Senior Saint, this old dog makes me feel very bad. I have changed my mind. Ten Dharma King Golden Pills are far from enough. This Dharma King Bear Scar is also a Dharma King level master, and his cultivation level is barely adequate. I want his Golden elixir, and bones!" Chen Xuan said casually, looking at Xiong Scar as if he had entered a vegetable market and selected a piece of pork.
"Are you threatening me now?" Yan Qingpeng's voice was still very calm.
"Am I blackmailing you now? No, I have been blackmailing you for a long time. Senior, do you think your granddaughter's life is more important, or is this irrelevant Dharma King more important?" Chen Xuan's words were not surprising and he kept dying.
Everyone present was almost given a heart attack by him.
I've always heard that this kid has no skills and is crazy as hell. When I saw him today, it turned out that it was better to meet him than to be famous!
How dare you speak like this in front of a saint.
"I heard that many Dharma kings have disappeared inexplicably recently. Everyone knows that this is the hand of your old man. Killing ten is still killing, killing eleven is still killing. One more is not more, one less is not more. Anyway, I don't want you to come out. Money, no killing for nothing!" Chen Xuan's voice sounded like thunder in the silent square, as if he was not talking about killing a Dharma king, but a fat pig in a slaughterhouse.
There was already cold sweat on Bear Scar's forehead.
"Boy, you are very brave!" Yan Qingpeng's voice began to turn cold, "You think of me, Yan Qingpeng, as your thug?"
"Your granddaughter is in my hands. You only need to kill someone to save your granddaughter. As a saint, this is easy for you." Chen Xuan still said the same thing. He is still such a rogue. Anyway, your granddaughter In my hand, drop it however you want.
Yan Qingpeng frowned, thought for a while, and then said, "Okay, very good, I, Xixuan Dongtian, and I, Yan Qingpeng, will remember this account."
Although his tone was as calm as ever, a trace of violent murderous intent emerged from it.
This murderous intention was directed at Dharma King Xiongscar, but other people were just affected and felt like they were on pins and needles!
It seemed as if a catastrophe was about to befall him.
Some of the weak-willed ones even sat down on the ground, their brows dull, because they were frightened.
I saw that the bear-scarred Dharma King had lost all color on his face and cried out in extreme horror, "Senior Tongtian! Don't kill me! I am the son of the Mad Bear Saint, and you were also old acquaintances back then!"
Hearing this, Yan Qingpeng smiled, "But that Kuangxiong guy has been dead for many years, hasn't he? Besides, I forgot to tell you that I disliked that guy who smelled like a bear. You are Come here and do it yourself, or do you want me to do it myself?"
Xiong Scar's face was ashen, but he showed a ferocious look, "Even if I am going to die, I will kill Chen Xuan, you thief!"
He yelled and charged towards Chen Xuan crazily. Judging from his formation, he was going to self-destruct in front of Chen Xuan and blow up Chen Xuan directly.
In order for his granddaughter to come back safely, Yan Qingpeng would naturally not let anything happen to Chen Xuan. He saw him grabbing the flying Xiong Scar from the air!
An invisible big hand suddenly seemed to appear around Bear Scar, and his whole body was caught by the big hand, struggling in vain in mid-air.
Poof! It was as if a rotten fruit had exploded. Xiong Scar was crushed to pieces by Yan Qingpeng. There was blood everywhere. The smell of blood was strong. The scene was disgusting! Another crystal-black object fell down, exuding the violent aura of law.
A closer look revealed that it was the golden elixir of the bear scar. Chen Xuan stretched out his hand and collected the elixir and the guy's remains.
After coldly scanning everyone present, Chen Xuan turned over his hand and took out a mini array platform and said this.
"In three days, your daughter will appear under the thousand-year-old willow tree by Eryun Lake. Go find her yourself. I am leaving now." Chen Xuan said this, already preparing to activate the array in his hand. , to cross the void and stay away from this place.
"Wait a minute! Chen Xuan is a dog thief! I want to challenge you!" A young man's voice rang out. Chen Xuan turned around and saw a man dressed in green. He was actually a slave of a monk or a member of the clan. , the cultivation level in the early stage of Danshui realm.
"You challenge me?"
"Why, you are such a trash, how dare you? Are you afraid?" Although this slave in green is a slave, the look on his face is extremely arrogant. He looks at Chen Xuan as if he is looking at a cat or a dog.
"Why should I fight you, just because of your words? A slave is not qualified to fight with me!"
"I am the servant of Holy Son Ziyun. Although I am a servant, my status is equally noble. Don't you know that the emperor's servant is still countless times nobler than a beggar! I beat you, that's enough!" The young man in green said between words. Containing arrogance, it seems that being a slave is something worth showing off. Of course, his tone also contains extreme contempt for Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan smiled, "The emperor's servant, that is the eunuch. It turns out that you are a castrated dog. Dogs are dogs. Although you are a castrated dog, you are still a dog. I will never bully a dog."
"Why are you talking nonsense? Aren't you just afraid of me? Afraid that I will crush you to death!" The man in green was extremely arrogant, but no one in the room laughed at him, because this man was indeed a genius, and he was once a crystal An inner disciple of the Sword Sect, he later became acquainted with the Holy Son Ziyun and became his entourage.
Faced with his provocation, Chen Xuan was too lazy to agree. Instead, he turned to the Holy Son Ziyun behind the man in green.
"Take care of your dog, or you might get stewed and drunk one day."
However, after hearing what Chen Xuan said, the Holy Son Ziyun ignored him at all and just waved his fan to himself, as if Chen Xuan was not worthy of talking to him and was only worthy of communicating with his servants.
"Are you a cowardless person? Don't use your words, just say you don't dare to fight!" The man in green was still shouting arrogantly, but Chen Xuan sneered from the bottom of his heart when he saw this.
This Holy Son Ziyun is really crazy. He clearly wants to cause trouble for me, and he actually looks arrogant. I won't fight him. What can you do to me?
Thinking like this, Chen Xuan moved his hand, and the translucent array engraved with runes lit up, and a wave of space began to ripple.
When the Holy Son Ziyun saw that Chen Xuan actually left without saying a word, he felt extremely unhappy. With one move, he called the Tsing Yi disciple in front of him.
"Bet him two Dharma King Golden Pills!"
After hearing this, the slave in green clothes shouted loudly.
This time Chen Xuan was a little excited, "I want to see the goods first."
The slave in green snorted coldly, "So what if I show you? Anyway, I can suppress you with just a flip of my hand!" As he said that, he had already lifted up what Holy Son Ziyun had just given him. It was indeed two The golden elixir of Dharma King is pretty good.
Although the quality seems to be slightly inferior, it is still better than nothing.
