The opening game deduces the six ku immortal thieves, harvesting the data of the sky

Ten days passed in a flash.

There are more and more people from the rivers and lakes gathered in the Great Qian Imperial Capital.

Or a well-known and decent righteous path Tianjiao, or a rookie of the evil path of the evil path, or a dispersed cultivator with a great reputation…

The entire Great Qian Emperor instantly became lively.

The hustle and bustle in the imperial capital teahouse was endless for a long time.

“Hmph, what kind of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods dare to come to make fun.”

The cold and proud male voice was mixed with a trace of disdain and sneer.

The people who had just stepped into the tea house were about to draw their knives and get angry, when they suddenly avoided it like they saw a flood beast.

“Wind Thunder Pavilion! Flame Knife Zhang Yan! ”

Zhang Yan raised his head proudly, and the edge of the gorgeous brocade sleeve robe was embroidered with the unique wind and thunder pattern of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

Wind Thunder Pavilion, a first-class force in the rivers and lakes.

It is rumored that in the depths of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, there is a congenital peak Wind Thunder Old Ancestor sitting in the town, and he is only half a step away from stepping into the absolute realm.

The Wind Thunder Pavilion is located in Daqianqingzhou, and the standards for recruiting sect disciples are strict.

It has a pivotal position within the boundaries of Qingzhou.

It is no exaggeration to say that the arrival of the Holy Order of the Great Qian Dynasty in Qingzhou may not be more appealing than the order of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

Flame Dao Zhang Yan was the best among the disciples of the same generation of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, and the martial arts realm of the first-class early stage could be described as the peerless of the same generation.

Second only to the contemporary master brother Wang Zun of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

“Zhang Yan, why are you here?”

“Where is your Wind Thunder Pavilion’s master brother Wang Zun?”

“Didn’t he meet with that guy from the Listening Rain Tower to hold a decisive battle that attracted worldwide attention at the top of the Great Qian Imperial City?”

The black-robed young man sitting in the corner of the imperial capital teahouse showed a wicked smile, as if he was mocking Wang Zun’s indiscretion.

Hearing these words, Zhang Yan’s breathing couldn’t help but stagnate.

“This doesn’t bother you, my Wind Thunder Gate has an ancestor with a congenital peak sitting in the town, even if it is a new emperor of Daqian, he will sell three points of thin noodles.”

Zhang Yan narrowed his face with sneer and disdain, and coldly snorted the rebuttal knife.

The black-robed young man did not continue to speak, as if acquiescing to Zhang Yan’s words.

Yang Qi, who was hiding in the corner, held the teacup lightly, narrowed his eyes lightly, and tasted the rich tea fragrance blooming on the tip of his tongue.

He has endured for nearly two years, and finally wants to reap the fruits of success today.

“Bloody killing… Blood kills the ancestor… The Great Qian New Emperor… Hehe…… Ridiculous…”

The corners of Yang Qi’s mouth slowly outlined a faint arc.

Since there is the joy of great revenge, and the joy of teasing everyone.

He knew that his means were not smart.

But so what?

The Blood Killing Old Ancestor went crazy, and all the members of the Blood Killing Gate headquarters were destroyed.

Blood kills Lao Zu in order to avenge his most beloved grandson.

Even if it is suspected of being a trap, he still does not measure up to challenge the new emperor.

The old eunuch in the Great Qian Palace finally broke through the innate realm, but he was about to be desperate to kill the ancestor in blood.

At this time, the blood-killing ancestor had already lost his mind by the murderous aura contaminated by the blood-killing skill, and his combat power would probably be raised to another level.

“When the big dry is stirred into a pot of porridge, I should go somewhere else.”

Yang Qi secretly calculated the follow-up plan, as if out of the hustle and bustle of the world.

Just when the people of the tea house were hanging over the river.

The dust suddenly fell strangely quiet.

A bloody aura of slaughter swept across the earth like a violent wind.

Everyone couldn’t help but touch their skin, and all their sweaty hairs stood upside down.

“Is this the blood killing ancestor who claims to be the first person under the innate?”

“The sixteenth ranked jianghu master on the Great Dry Wind and Cloud List.”

“Since he started as a watershed, the top fifteen of the Great Qian Wind and Cloud List are all martial arts masters of the innate realm.”

The blood-killing ancestor was holding his old body, his withered arms dragging a thick rope, and at the end of the rope was a blood coffin.

The whole body of the blood coffin was bright blood red, and the pungent blood water constantly oozed from the bottom of the blood coffin to pull out a trajectory.

The eyes of the Blood Killing Old Ancestor were red, as if he was already delirious and confused.

There has always been no shortage of daring people in the rivers and lakes.

“Just because you stepped on the horse to kill the ancestor in blood?”

The bearded man held a chopping knife and twisted his thick arms, and his whole body was crackling.

He looked at the little arms and legs of the blood-killing ancestor with disdain, and swept the terrified looks of the people in the rivers and lakes with disdain.

“Which disciple is this, so brave?”

“Even the blood killing ancestor dares to stop it!”

“Is he crazy?”

“And what does his disdainful expression mean?”

Even Zhang Yan stood up from his seat and looked at the strong man who seemed to be stabbing immediately.

After a long time.

“He is not a disciple of the sect at all, but a butcher who kills pigs in our village, who said to bring him to meet the world before.”

“Well, I said that, but I didn’t let him die!”

“He is not even a warrior, isn’t he afraid of the momentum of killing the ancestor in blood?”

“Maybe it’s killing more pigs, and it’s commonplace.”

“What now?”

“Cold mix.”

When Zhang Yan heard the words of the people in the rivers and lakes, he immediately lost interest and returned to his seat.

It’s not even a warrior.

This fool.

“Roll, the old man doesn’t kill the nameless!”

The blood-killing ancestor’s red eyes showed a touch of contempt, as if killing the other party was dirty his own hands.

He probably also heard the conversation of everyone in the tea house and learned the identity of the butcher.

Who knew that the butcher wiped the pig-killing knife and looked sideways: “Domineering side leakage, looking for death!”

Say it.

He rushed forward with a pig-killing knife.

During this period.

He was even in the mood to glance at a certain decent little junior sister on the tea floor with a shocked face.

The muscles at the corners of Blood Killing Old Ancestor’s mouth were twitching unconsciously.

“Get out!”

A terrifying explosion of blessing for internal strength.

The running butcher bled and died suddenly with his eyes on the ground.

The blood-killing ancestor smashed the butcher’s head like a dead ant, and roared angrily towards the imperial city: “Emperor Qian, get out for the ancestor!”

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