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"And me!" With a clear cry, Lin Xuan, like a vigorous flying swallow, landed steadily on Zhang Yiyan's left side with a perfect somersault.

She held the spear in one hand in her right hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light. She raised her chin proudly, confidently and arrogantly, "My gun doesn't kill people, it will only send you to hell!"

Lin Xuan's voice was sonorous and powerful. Zhang Yiyan felt his head full of black lines, and two words flashed in his mind, 'Second! ! "

Just then, “And me!”

"And I!"

"And I!!"

There were enthusiastic responses one after another, and other people behind him took a step forward. Their steps were uniform and majestic, and everyone's eyes were full of perseverance and determination, without any fear.

Finally, a slightly weak but firm voice sounded: "And me!" The injured Shen Zhuo walked out of the crowd with difficulty with the support of Shen Zhi. His face was as pale as paper, but the faith in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Zhang Yiyan, everyone is here, no one is missing. I have done what I promised." Shen Zhuo said looking at the man in front of him.

However, at this time, someone questioned: "Didn't Zhang Yanjie and Lu Enji not be found?"

"Yes, how can you say that there is no shortage of them all?" Another person echoed.

Hearing this, Shen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he almost fainted again. Shen Zhi on the side roared angrily: "Can you please don't make trouble at such a critical moment! Those two people disappeared on the first day, we are talking about now, now!!!"

"Okay, okay, now." An obviously perfunctory voice came from the crowd, making Shen Zhi stomp his feet in anger. Fortunately, Shen Zhuo caught him in time and stopped his attack.

Faced with everyone's doubts, Zhang Yiyan acted very calmly. He just smiled and nodded to Shen Zhuo, and then said: "Don't worry, we will leave here safely." Then, he waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down. Don't be impatient. Seeing this, Shen Zhuo nodded in response.

Then, Zhang Yiyan turned his gaze to Zhang Tianyue, raised his chin slightly, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Since you have established your own business, you can't afford to be my uncle. I won't do anything to you later." Show mercy."

"You dare to talk nonsense, just as annoying as your master." Zhang Tianyue snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain. He waved his right hand, and a magic sword flashing with cold light appeared in his hand instantly. The sword body is extremely sharp, and the hilt is inlaid with dazzling gems, emitting a dazzling light that complements the cold light of the sword body.

Just as the atmosphere between the two parties was tense, Yan Junge suddenly stepped forward and forced Lin Xuan aside. He hugged Zhang Yiyan half-body, bent his head, and kissed him gently on the lips without hesitation.

"!!!" Everyone present was stunned, with a look of confusion on their faces, completely confused as to what was happening. Some people even gasped in shock, secretly wondering: "When did this happen? What on earth is this person doing!!!"

Lin Xuan, who was pushed away, stamped his feet angrily and shouted angrily: "Yan, are you out of your mind? At this juncture, you still have the heart to be intimate with me!" After that, he stretched out his hand to pull the two of them away. Pull apart.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yiyan raised his hand to block Lin Xuan's movement. Immediately afterwards, a jaw-dropping scene happened - he raised his chin slightly, as if to allow Yan Junge to kiss him more smoothly. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the two hugged each other and kissed each other, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them.

After a long time, Yan Junge finally let go of Zhang Yiyan. At this time, Zhang Yiyan took a deep breath with satisfaction, apparently having absorbed enough Yang Qi. Afterwards, the two slowly separated.

Yan Junge gently kissed him on the cheek, lowered his voice and said, "Yanyan, beat him until his teeth are all over the floor, and then come back quickly."

"Okay, I'll beat him until he has teeth all over the floor." Zhang Yiyan smiled softly, pinched his fingers comfortingly, and warned, "Hold the rope tightly, but don't let yourself get hurt again."

After saying that, he turned around resolutely and walked straight towards Zhang Tianyue with firm steps, his eyes blazing.

I saw him clasping his hands together, and the spiritual power in his body surged rapidly. In an instant, dazzling golden light flickered, and as his palms slowly spread apart, a long sword radiating cold light suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Everyone present was shocked. Zhang Yiyan raised his chin slightly, made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Tianyue, and said loudly: "Please!"

"Evil Slaying Sword!!!" When Zhang Tianyue saw the sword clearly, he was even more shocked. You know, he once tried his best to plead with his master, but his master never relented and gave him the sword. In the end, his master passed it on to Zhang Tianyuan.

However, at this moment, the legendary "evil-killing sword" was actually in the hands of this young boy. Originally, he just wanted to steal the magic rope and give this ignorant young man some color. But now, he not only wants to seize the magic rope, but also wants to take the sword as his own.

"Where did you get this sword from?" Zhang Tianyue asked with a sinking face, secretly speculating in his heart, but still holding on to a glimmer of hope and refusing to give up, he continued to ask.

Zhang Yiyan was seen holding a long sword and dancing it casually a few times. After holding up a few sword flowers in the air, he casually replied: "Of course it was passed down to me by the master."

"!!!Zhang Tianyuan is actually willing to give this sword to you!!!" Zhang Tianyue's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and his voice unconsciously raised an octave.

Zhang Yiyan's expression was indifferent: "What's wrong with master passing it down to his apprentice? Why make such a fuss."

After hearing this, Zhang Tianyue was startled for a moment, then a complicated expression appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself: "Master passes it on to his apprentice...nothing to make a fuss about...hahaha...nothing to make a fuss about..."

However, the laughter gradually became crazy, as if he had lost his mind.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianyue suddenly raised the magic sword in his hand and muttered something. Following his spell, the magic sword emitted a dazzling light, and the sword body trembled violently. Then, he swung it hard, and the sword blade cut through the void like a flash of lightning, carving a deep sword mark on the ground at an astonishing speed.

"Zhang Tianyuan took everything that originally belonged to me and gave you the sword! It's not easy for me, and I can't make it easy for him." Zhang Tianyue's eyes were scarlet, his face was twisted and he was roaring, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. "If he cherishes you as his disciple so much, then I will kill you and let him taste the suffering I suffered back then. Yes, I will kill you, hahaha."

Zhang Yiyan couldn't help but frown when he heard his crazy ravings. He couldn't understand why his uncle, a master he hadn't seen for many years, was so crazy, lost his Taoist heart, and even tried to kill me. He narrowed his eyes alertly, "Since you have become a demon, I will not show mercy."

The two faced each other, each holding a long sword tightly in their hands, their eyes revealing incomparable perseverance and concentration. The atmosphere in the entire scene was so solemn and suffocating that it seemed that even the surrounding air had solidified, and everyone could even clearly hear their own nervous heartbeats.

Zhang Tianyue moved slowly, and suddenly he flashed and attacked quickly like a ghost. I saw the long sword in his hand flashing across the sky like lightning, piercing straight ahead with a sharp sword energy. In an instant, the wooden roadblock exploded as if it had been detonated by explosives, sending sawdust flying everywhere. And the sharp sword tip was right at Zhang Yiyan's vital point!