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Chapter 416 The old fox and the little fox! (Second more)

Qin Yang's name instantly spread throughout Sanye Town.

When people were talking about this new legendary figure with great enthusiasm, Wanhua Sect advocated that Tianhao had brought a group of masters to rescue his son, and at the same time made preparations to kill Qin Yang.

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

In a mountain forest, Zhang Fengyu sat slumped on the ground, his handsome face was extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with deep fear.

In front of him, Qin Yang crossed his arms and looked at him leisurely.

"Master Zhang, the auction just now was awesome. You auctioned off my ten pills with 200 million spirit stones. I'm wondering, can your Wanhua Sect get 200 million spirit stones?"

"This... this..."

Beads of sweat rolled down from Zhang Fengyu's forehead.

"laugh--"

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

"Don't... don't kill me... We Wanhua Sect can take out 200 million spirit stones. There are many treasures in our treasure house. Even if we can't get all the spirit stones, we can exchange some magic treasures."

Zhang Fengyu shrank his body and said with a mournful face.

At this moment, he is extremely regretful. He knew that this guy was a evil star, and he would never provoke him.

"That is to say, your father will not redeem you with so many spirit stones, will he?"

Qin Yang said with a half-smile.

While speaking, he waved his arm lightly, and the fire snake got into Zhang Fengyu's arm instantly.

"what--"

The shrill screams echoed in the mountains and forests.

Zhang Fengyu rolled all over the floor in pain, feeling that his arm was occupied by a red-hot iron rod, and the pain was beyond his wish.

"Come on, I'll give you a try of Ice and Fire."

The corners of Qin Yang's lips lifted, and a cloud of cold air emerged from his fingertips. With a light flick, he flew towards the opponent's arm, turning into ice cubes and freezing his arm completely.

This time Zhang Fengyu was in pain even more.

The flesh and bones were scorching with fire, while the skin on the arm was extremely cold and piercingly cold, but the strange thing was that there was no scar at all.

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

Enduring tremendous pain, he knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Yang to admit his mistake: "Mr. Qian... no... Mr. Qin, I was wrong, I will definitely take... bring you back 200 million spirit stones... I'm sorry..."

At this moment, the young master of Wanhua Sect is like a bereaved dog, extremely embarrassed.

If those who are familiar with him see him, they will be dumbfounded, the second generation ancestor who is usually extremely arrogant would shake his head and beg for mercy like this.

Just when Qin Yang was about to say something, his mind moved, and he looked at the figures looming in the air.

"It's pretty fast!"

Qin Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and he made a formula.

All of a sudden, tiny vines sprang out from the ground, tightly bound Zhang Fengyu, and hung him in mid-air. Qin Yang stood on top of Zhang Fengyu's head with his toes, and watched the flying arrows silhouette.

There were six people in total.

The one at the front is a middle-aged man in a purple robe. His appearance is thin, but there is a hint of arrogance. The surrounding air seems to be slightly distorted, which shows that this person has a high level of cultivation.

He is Tianhao, the leader of Wanhuamen.

There were five Jindan cultivators following him, among them was the cultivator who was teased by Qin Yang in the square before. At this moment, his face was gloomy and he looked at Qin Yang with murderous intent.

"Are you the Qin Yang who beheaded ten immortal cultivators with the body of a warrior and possessed ten heavenly spiritual roots?"

Zhang Tianhao looked at Qin Yang and spoke lightly.

His indifferent gaze seemed to be as substantial as it could penetrate the other person's heart.Even his voice seemed to contain sharp thorns, disturbing the mind of the other party.

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, you said you taught a son who was bullying the weak, who acted recklessly in the name of being the second generation ancestor, and didn't take others seriously. I will teach this turtle son a good lesson for you."

"Qin Yang, I don't care what kind of background you have, and I don't care what kind of spiritual root you have, if you dare to hurt my son today, I will let you survive Sanye Town!"

"If you are sensible, let my son go, and I may spare your death!"

Zhang Tianhao clenched his fist slightly and said coldly.

"It's fine to let your son go. Bring the spirit stone, and we'll pay for it and deliver it."

Qin Yang sneered.

Zhang Tianhao was silent for a moment, and with a wave of his sleeve, a storage ring landed in front of Qin Yang, and said calmly: "There are 200 million spirit stones in it, you can let my son go."

"Master Zhang, you are too cheerful."

Looking at the storage ring floating in front of his eyes, Qin Yang's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips curved strangely.

"What? Don't you want Lingshi? It's all inside."

Zhang Tianhao said lightly.

With a smile on the corner of Qin Yang's lips, he didn't speak. A ball of lightning slowly condensed from his palm, and he threw it towards the storage ring in front of him.

"hiss--"

At the same time as the lightning struck, the storage ring let out a shriek and turned into a huge crab. It wanted to rush towards Qin Yang, but it was entangled by vines and torn to pieces.

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

This kid is amazing, he actually saw through his scheme.

"Master Zhang, I'm not a fool. There's no need to play tricks like this in front of me. I'll give you ten seconds. If you really don't want to exchange Lingshi for your son, then I can only tear up the ticket." gone."

Qin Yang's eyes gradually cooled.

While he was speaking, a sharp vine touched Zhang Fengyu's throat, spurting traces of blood.

"Okay, then you tear up the ticket."

Unexpectedly, there was no panic on Zhang Tianhao's face, but a slightly weird smile on the contrary.

"kill!!"

With a cold shout, a Jindan cultivator behind him suddenly rushed towards Qin Yang, holding a black spear in his hand, and purple mist emerged from the tip of the spear, exuding a terrifying breath of destruction.

As soon as Qin Yang's face changed, he wanted to kill Zhang Fengyu at his feet.

However, when he looked down, his pupils shrank, only to find that Zhang Fengyu, who was entangled in rattan, had turned into a stone.

"Boy, this is teleportation, you are still too young."

At this moment, Zhang Haotian in mid-air let out a laugh, and beside him was Zhang Fengyu with a pale face, gasping for breath.

It can be seen that Zhang Haotian deliberately delayed the time just now, and rescued Zhang Fengyu with a special technique.

"Father, you must peel off this kid's skin to vent my hatred!!"

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

"Old man, quite cunning, but...all of this is within my expectation, do you think I really attracted you to ask for Lingshi?"

Qin Yang looked at Zhang Haotian in the air, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

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