Peach Fortune Ring

Seeing this scene, those Yangshen warriors felt unacceptable. At the same time, there was an unspeakable fear in their hearts. Even Yuanhuang was not his opponent, so what would happen to them?

"Xianbao? Why do you have such a powerful fairy treasure in your hand?"

The fire dragon flew up from the ground, staring at the exquisite pagoda suspended above Song Yan's head with taboo, his face was full of shock.

Immortal Treasure is a general term for weapons made by immortal cultivators.

Moreover, warriors generally cannot control immortal treasures, only immortal cultivators can control them.

"none of your business!"

Song Yan didn't give Ning Yuan any face, sneered, and shot again.

"Oh!"

Ning Yuan's Dharma image was photographed falling into the sky again, and a big hole was smashed in the ground.

"It's over!"

Seeing Ning Yuan being shot flying without any resistance, the rest of the Yang God warriors all showed despair.

"Master Chu, I, Dragon Martial Sect, would like to apologize to you, and I would like to come up with a gift that satisfies you. I just ask you to forgive us once!" Bye, pleadingly.

Hearing this, the eyes of the others lit up, and they expressed their willingness to apologize and offer gifts.

"Then what are you going to buy your life with?" Song Yan seemed to be quite interested.

Xuanyuan Po said wildly: "My Dragon Martial Sect can offer a thousand spirit crystals, a hundred magic medicines, and ten magic weapons!"

"Not enough!" Song Yan raised his eyes.

Xuanyuan Poxuan's heart trembled: "Young master, why not tell me the number."

"On top of this, add your Long Wuzong's Wangpin cultivation technique!" Song Yan said slowly.

[Author's digression]: Second update

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"Impossible!" Xuanyuan Powang refused without hesitation when he heard Song Yan's idea of ​​using Longwu Zong Wangpin's exercises.

"It's impossible to die!"

Without any warning, a sword light flashed, and Xuanyuan Powang's body and Yangshen were cut off by the sword.

Withdrawing the sword, Song Yan's eyes fell on the other three elders of Long Wuzong: "You have heard my conditions, it's up to you to hand over the skills or choose to die!"

Hearing Song Yan's threatening words, the three elders of Long Wuzong were shocked and angry, but they couldn't help Song Yan, so they quickly exchanged their opinions in private.

"If you don't make a choice in ten breaths, I will help you choose!" Song Yan urged impatiently.

Hearing this, the faces of the three elders changed again, but in the end they succumbed and agreed to hand over Long Wuzong's king-grade exercises. Longwuzong has four king-grade exercises. Coincidentally, the three of them practiced one each. , only the suzerain is qualified to practice.

Picking up a pen and paper and asking the three elders of Long Wuzong to write silently, Song Yan focused on the others again.

Feeling his eyes, all the Yangshen warriors trembled in their hearts.

One of the patriarchs said bitterly: "Master Chu, we are also willing to hand over the exercises!"

Someone took the lead, and the people behind also gave in, and all took pens and paper to silently write exercises.

After half an hour.

Song Yan received 32 Wang Pin exercises, among them, there are eleven Wang Pin high-level exercises, fifteen Wang Pin intermediate-level exercises, and the rest are Wang Pin elementary-level exercises.

Moreover, they didn't do any tricks in the exercises, so they were probably really shocked by Song Yan's method of killing people if they didn't agree with each other.

"Fuck off!"

With a wave of Song Yan's hand, a gap was opened in the formation, and all the Yangshen warriors rushed out impatiently.

"What about you?"

In the end, Song Yan's eyes fell on Ning Yuan: "You are practicing the imperial skill, right? Hand it over, and I will spare you!"

Having recovered his human form, Ning Yuan's expression suddenly became embarrassing: "Young master Chu, how about the old man willing to exchange ten high-level exercises of king rank for my life?"

"What do you think?" Song Yan sneered.

Ning Yuan took a deep breath, and said in a firm tone: "Master Chu, the Imperial Grade Kung Fu is the foundation of our country's defense. If you really want it, I can only fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death?" Song Yan smiled disdainfully: "Are you qualified to fight to the death with me?"

"……you……!"

Ning Yuan was furious about it.

"You should kill this old thing!" Song Yan said to the six demon cultivators.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Six demon cultivators flew out, came around Ning Yuan, and made a bold move.

Each of them is stronger than Ning Yuan, not to mention the six of them teamed up, so just one round of attack almost knocked him out.

Seeing that the six demon cultivators were going to continue to fight, Ning Yuan quickly shouted: "Stop...stop quickly, I am willing to hand over the imperial skills!"

"cheap!"

Song Yan spit out a word very speechlessly, and then threw the pen and paper to Ning Yuan: "Remember, don't play tricks, or I will kill you directly!"

Ning Yuan's cheeks twitched, and he quickly picked up a pen and paper to write.

It took about a quarter of an hour for Ning Yuan to record this imperial exercise. Song Yan watched it and nodded secretly. This old guy did not cheat on the exercise.

"get out!"

With a wave of his hand, Ning Yuan was directly moved out of the formation by him.

In less than half a day, the news that Song Yan repelled fifty Yangshen warriors and killed more than ten Yangshen warriors spread throughout Longya City.

Countless people doubted the authenticity of this incident, because it was too outrageous.

It is simply a fantasy for a warrior who gathers talismans to repel fifty Yangshen warriors.

However, all the forces involved in that incident collectively revenged Silence.