Chapter 1722 But that

When he saw that all the disciples of the disciples chose to surrender, Tang Fengqi cursed: "A group of backboneless things can be dead at worst. Why do you have to be a traitor with him!"

Those disciples were scolded by him, all lowered their heads and said nothing.

Only Ye Yifan glared at him fiercely and said, "Sect Master, you want to die, do you still want to pull us?"

Tang Fengqi's beard trembled and could not speak.

Because someone took the lead, the other disciples surrendered one after another. Occasionally, only a few disciples who refused to obey were all killed by Ye Yifan.

Later, Ye Yifan stared at Tang Feng and said viciously: "Sect Master, I am already from Wanjian Sect now. If you know the image, please hand over the Jiulong Map as soon as possible, otherwise it will look good as you!"

Tang Feng was not afraid and sneered: "At worst, I'll die. I want me to hand over the Jiulong Map, for the next life!"

The tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation.

Ye Yifan was angry and hated, and seemed to be unable to make up for a moment, so he turned to Yin Jiuli and said, "Mr. Yin, this old guy is stubborn, what should he do with him?"

Yin Jiuli chuckled and said, "President Ye, this is your internal matter. Just deal with it. Just decide on it yourself. In short, you can get the Jiulong Map."

After a pause, he deliberately reminded: "Mr. Tang, I think you are seriously injured now. Even an ordinary person can take your life, right?"

Tang Feng snorted coldly, without answering.

Ye Yifan was overjoyed when he heard this, walked over, hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Tang Feng's clothes on his chest, and threatened fiercely: "I'm not dead, where did you hide the Jiulong Map?"

Tang Feng spat and spit out.

Because the two were too close to each other, Ye Yifan had no time to dodge, and this spit fell on his face without any bias.

He was like an angry beast, gritting his teeth and said, "Okay, since you don't want to say it, I'll cut off the flesh from you piece by piece, and I see when you can hold on."

A cold light flashed in his hand, and the sharp long sword slashed straight towards Tang Feng's arm.

Although Tang Feng's cultivation is very strong, he was helpless and seriously injured at this moment. Not to mention avoiding this sword, he would almost lose his strength to stand.

When I thought of my lifelong reputation, I was about to be humiliated by this traitor, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

But at this moment, a white light flashed, and the flying sword in Ye Yifan's hand seemed to be hit by something, flew out, and his tiger's mouth was numb, and his entire arm almost lost consciousness.

"Who?" Yin Jiuli glanced at him and looked alert.

Soon, three figures of human beings walked slowly in the bamboo forest on the other side. The man in the middle was long, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and Qin Chuan, and standing on both sides were Murong Xueer and Changsun Ruyu.

When they suddenly saw these three people, Yin Jiuli and others were also stunned. They did not expect that these three people were standing nearby. They were careless just now and did not notice it.

"Who are you?" Ye Yifan asked in anger after being swept down from the flying sword: "Dare you tired of living in the great affairs of our heavenly court?"

Qin Chuan glanced at him and said lightly: "It's a bit boring, so I'm looking for you to play with you."

Ye Yifan was determined to make contributions in front of Yin Jiuli, so he immediately let go of Tang Feng and stared at Qin Chuan and said, "Okay, then I'll give you some colors."

After saying that, his right hand opened, and the flying sword that fell on the ground instantly returned to his hand. Then the flying sword drew a graceful arc in the air, like a long rainbow across the sky, and directly slashed towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan stood there, facing this sharp sword, unmoved at all.

When the sword energy came, he didn't see any movement. The flying sword in Ye Yifan's hand could no longer be slashed, as if it had encountered obstacles and stopped in mid-air.

"With your ability, it's not worth my action." Xingyu swept his eyes, and Ye Yifan felt that his chest was punched hard. The flying sword in his hand could no longer be controlled, and he was broken several times. He himself was even more bounced by a force, flying out like a broken kite and falling heavily to the ground.

"Look at how you are, your ability is just that." Qin Chuan didn't even look at him.

Yin Jiuli saw Qin Chuan's skills, stared at him for a moment, and said, "Who is your lord?"

Qin Chuan did not answer, but asked, "Are you from the Little Heavenly Court?"

The tone was full of provocation.

Yin Jiuli nodded and said, "Yes, the Lord of the Yuhun Mountain is the pioneer of the Heavenly Court. Can you ask who you are?"

Qin Chuan smiled slightly and said, "No matter what kind of mountains and rivers you are from, you can just be from Xiaotianting."

While speaking, Qin Chuan walked towards him with great strides.

At the same time, Yin Jiuli felt a strong aura like a huge wave, surging from the front.

Although Qin Chuan did not make any offensive measures and just walked step by step, his momentum was even more suffocating than the charge of thousands of troops.

"Since you are disrespectful to my heaven, don't blame me for being rude." Yin Jiuli snorted, and there were two short swords on both hands.

The two short swords, one black and one white, each of which is about two feet long, which is slightly shorter than the normal flying sword.

When Qin Chuan was less than three meters away from him, the black and white swords in Yin Jiuli's hand suddenly collided, and then the white sword in his right hand turned into a pouring rain, almost forming a white rain curtain, covering Qin Chuan.

At the same time, the black short sword in his left hand was not idle, and he roared a sword roar, turning into a black sword rain, floating and scattering.

For a moment, black and white intersected, like ink splashing ink in the mountains and rivers, looking beautiful and murderous at the same time.

But Qin Chuan looked careless. Facing the attack of the black and white short sword, his body was like a dragon, flashing left and right. In just a quarter of an hour, he had already rushed out of Jianyu's interception and stood straight in front of Yin Jiuli.

When Yin Jiuli suddenly saw this scene, he was shocked.

Although he was just a practitioner in the middle stage of the tribulation, he had received rewards from the Emperor of Heaven and took a lot of magic medicines, and his true strength was enough to be comparable to that of a practitioner in the late stage of the tribulation.

But Qin Chuan had broken his strongest Black and White Sword Rain without taking action. How could he not be surprised?

"So what about the Heavenly Court? I don't think so." While speaking, Qin Chuan fired his bow left and right.
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