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Chapter 1570 Prophecy

"This……"

"I know the person who was killed. He is a very proud disciple of Pang Hongan. His surname is Chen. If I remember correctly, he is in the Nascent Soul realm."

"A cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm was split by a wind blade, and his body and soul were completely wiped out. What realm does this person have?"

"That must be a transformation."

"Good guy, no wonder you dare to come out."

"Pang Hongan is also divided into post-junior high school. Pang Hongan has already stepped into the void with one foot in the late stage of Huashen. He is not Pang Hongan's opponent anyway. Moreover, if he kills a disciple surnamed Chen, he will only be completely destroyed. It angered Pang Hongan."

"Look quickly, Pang Hong'an's face is so gloomy that water can drip out."

Pang Hongan was indeed angry.

In order to get the Broken Heart Branch, he united several sects, more than a dozen people besieged the gray-clothed youth to no avail, and his own sect suffered heavy casualties.

Unexpectedly, even though he came over in person, some disciples still died.

"Do you think your life is too long?" Pang Hongan roared.

Tian Ermiao still ignored him, but looked at the young man in gray, "Don't you want it?"

The young man in gray was in extremely bad condition. He stood there trembling, but the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a smile, "I said, you kill him, and I'll break your heart for you."

"In that case, face it yourself."

Tian Ermiao stood aside.

"I'm afraid you can't stay out of it." The gray-clothed youth said.

Tian Ermiao finally looked at Pang Hongan, and he said, "You'd better recognize the reality."

"I recognize Nima!"

Pang Hongan stretched out his arms, and a strange air mass appeared in front of him. The air mass was black, the black air was billowing, and the demon was dancing.

"It's horrible, I feel like my body is going to be torn apart."

"This is the power of the late stage of transformation..."

"Sect Master Pang is really powerful."

"Everyone has forgotten that Zhong'anzong is a middle-grade sect. Although it belongs to the low-level sect, it is still a middle-grade sect!"

"Look at how arrogant that kid is."

Pang Hongan held the billowing black air in his hands, and he was as fearsome as an underground demon.

And Tian Ermiao glanced lightly, "It seems that you can't recognize reality clearly."

"I recognize you..."

The word "Mom" didn't come out, Pang Hong'an's eyes showed fear, he was shocked, because the black air in his hand was blown away by a wind blade, and it was empty.

All of a sudden, the entire mountaintop was quiet.

Just now everyone was talking about Pang Hongan's terror.

Pang Hongan's attack was defeated before it could be sent out.

What kind of blade is that?
What wind blade has such a powerful ability?

All eyes were on Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao said indifferently: "I didn't get the broken heart branch, I really don't want to kill you."

Pang Hong'an kept jumping cheekily.

Tian Ermiao continued: "However, if you want to seek death yourself, I have to satisfy you."

With that said, Tian Ermiao walked towards Pang Hongan step by step.

The fear on Pang Hongan's face became more and more serious, and he backed away.

No one present could feel the power of the wind blade, and Pang Hongan felt that it affected his soul.

Therefore, he had to be cautious and cautious.

When the kung fu started to work, Pang Hongan was surrounded by black energy.

These black qi can be used for defense or attack.

At this time, a hoe appeared in Tian Ermiao's hand, and the hoe was so sharp that it was jaw-dropping.

"I am Pang Hong'an, the suzerain of Zhong'an Sect." Pang Hong'an said.

"You are going to die, I don't care who you are?"

Tian Ermiao raised the hoe.

Under the sharp breath of the hoe, the black air on Pang Hongan's body made a crackling sound, it was exploding.

In an instant, Pang Hongan didn't have a trace of blackness on his body.

Facing the hoe, Pang Hong'an couldn't even perform his exercises.

The fear of death came over me.

Pang Hongan said tremblingly: "I withdraw, I withdraw from the fight for Broken Heart Branch..."

Being able to force Pang Hongan to say such a thing, the onlookers didn't know how they felt.

The eyes of the young man in gray became complicated.

He felt that Tian Ermiao's age was not much different, and he had always been proud of his own strength.

However, he didn't have the confidence to let Pang Hongan show such fear in front of him, even when he was at his peak.

"Who is he?"

The young man in gray thought to himself.

"It doesn't matter to me whether you withdraw or not, so it won't save your life."

Tian Ermiao said.

"Sovereign resources, I will give you all the resources of the suzerain."

Pang Hongan racked his brains to survive.

"Oh……"

Tian Ermiao paused, "How many resources do you have?"

"Zhong'an Sect is a middle-grade sect. Although it is not as good as the White God Sect, there are still a lot of them." Pang Hong'an said.

"Hey."

Tian Ermiao sighed, "What you said is too general, and it can't save your life."

"Then you say..." Pang Hongan said.

"Do you have the best spirit stone?" Tian Ermiao asked.

"Extreme grade spirit stone..."

Pang Hongan was taken aback for a moment, because monks who have reached the stage of transforming gods don't have a great demand for top-quality spirit stones, unless they are arranging some special formations that require top-quality spirit stones to provide energy.

However, he still hurriedly said: "Yes."

"How many?" Tian Ermiao asked again.

Pang Hongan thought for a while, and said, "It's nearly 400 yuan."

"Give me 400 yuan, and I will spare your life."

Hearing what Tian Ermiao said, Pang Hongan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go back to the sect to get it for you."

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Tian Ermiao's face turned cold, "Now take out 400 yuan of top-quality spirit stones, otherwise, die!"

Pang Hongan took it out from the space ring, but Tian Ermiao only had 100 yuan when he received it.

"You're kidding me." Tian Ermiao raised his hoe.

"No, I only have so much with me, and there is still 300 yuan in the sect. I will go back to the sect with me, and I will take it to you." Pang Hongan said.

"I said, I have to take it out now, but you failed to take it out, so go to hell."

Tian Ermiao was expressionless.

Pang Hongan was terrified to the extreme.

At the very moment, a soft shout came, "You want a spirit stone, and they will give you a spirit stone, but just go to the sect for a while, why are you so embarrassing?"

Everyone went to find the source of the sound.

They saw a girl in purple approaching slowly.

"Luo Shuang from Prophecy Mountain..."

"There are people coming from the Prophecy Mountain, so Sect Master Pang shouldn't die, right?"

"Miss Luo." Pang Hongan's eyes showed surprise.

"Don't worry, the Prophecy Mountain still needs you to do something, so you are not allowed to die in the Prophecy Mountain." Luo Shuang said proudly.

"Thank you, Miss Luo, and Mountain of Prophecy." Pang Hongan said hastily.

"Put away your hoe."

Luo Shuang said in a normal order.

"It's really unpleasant."

As he said that, Tian Ermiao swung his hoe down.

(End of this chapter)