Qin Nan's eyes were cold, and he started tit-for-tat, too lazy to waste time on such a little guy.
"Don't you dare to accept? It's a joke. You still want our young master to come. I don't know how high the world is. What kind of existence is our young master? He is the unparalleled genius who wants to win the title of Youth Supreme. You just want to meet him?" The man sneered, with disdain in his eyes.
They have long been accustomed to being aloof.
Feng Changming was a peerless genius in their eyes, unparalleled. Therefore, they even scorned Qin Nan's words.
"Then I'll send it to you."
Qin Nan moved his hand casually and threw the two heads out, landing just in the arms of the two of them.
The next moment, two screams rang through the mountain gate.
"ah!"
"Brain, you...are you here to cause trouble?"
Both of them were frightened.
They can rely on the name of the Sword Burial Sect to act tyrannically, but after all, they are just disciples of Shoushan and have never seen much of the world.
At this moment, he panicked, took a step back, and even instinctively threw the head out of his hand.
Gululu.
The two heads fell to the ground, but the blood had long since dried up, and only a pair of eyes were still open, with the final reluctance.
"It's Elder Shen Qiu and Elder Zhanjian!"
At this moment, the two men finally saw clearly the owner of the head, and their voices trembled.
Like facing a formidable enemy!
At this moment, they were in a state of confusion, and a deep fear enveloped them.
"who are you?"
One of them spoke.
For Qin Nan, everything went from disdain to shock to horror in just a moment. Although they were not strong in cultivation, they also knew that the person who came was not good.
What they did was to bury the heads of the two sword kings of the Sword Sect and deliver them to their door as gifts. This was already a provocation.
"Let the masters of the Sword Burial Sect come out and settle a grudge today." Qin Nan said coldly.
With his current attitude and mentality, he has no interest in taking action against the two of them.
"What's going on?" At this time, a disciple of the Sword Burial Sect passed by.
"Senior Brother Qiao, help me. This boy came to my Sword Burial Sect to cause trouble. He..." One of the Shoushan disciples seemed to have seen the savior and spoke quickly.
But before he finished speaking, the other party was too lazy to listen and looked directly at Qin Nan.
"You are still the first to cause trouble in the Sword Burial Sect in so many years. Remember, the person who killed you is Qiao Feitian."
This man is arrogant and will kill Qin Nan when he opens his mouth.
"Are all the people of the Burial Sword Sect so arrogant?"
Qin Nan sneered.
He finally saw it.
From the disciples guarding the mountain to the person in front of me, everyone is extremely arrogant.
But it's a pity that Qin Nan won't tolerate them.
"You are so arrogant, are you worthy of being looked down upon? Die!" Qiao Feitian took action decisively.
"No, senior brother!"
"Senior brother, wait a minute."
The two disciples guarding the mountain quickly stopped him.
But it's too late.
While they were speaking, Qin Nan put his fingers together with his sword and pointed directly.
Poof!
The sword energy came out vertically and horizontally, like a divine sword passing by.
Qiao Feitian's figure suddenly froze in place. He didn't even make a move with his sword, and there was no follow-up.
"As long as you take one more look, you won't die in confusion." Qin Nan said coldly, his eyes were indifferent, without any mercy.
There are no good people in the Buried Sword Sect.
There are no innocent people under the avalanche. In order to stabilize their dominance, the Burial Sword Sect colluded with the demon clan and trafficked the human race. He didn't know if everyone was involved, but these people enjoyed the glory of the Burial Sword Sect's power, so now they must Pay the price.
boom!
Qiao Feitian's body fell down, and there was a huge bloody hole between his eyebrows. Red and white things flowed out of it. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
"Crazy, you madman, you dare to commit murder in front of my Burial Sword Sect."
"Wait to die. Once Senior Brother Qiao dies and the genius disciple of our sect arrives, you will definitely die."
The two of them were in shock, looking at Qiao Feitian's body and roaring, trying to be brave.
There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Qin Nan's mouth: "Really? Then I'll wait."
He couldn't ask for it.
He came to the Burial Sword Sect just to overthrow the Burial Sword Sect. He would kill as many as he came, but he was afraid he wouldn't come.
Whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, several figures arrived.
"You are a bold maniac who dares to kill people in front of my Sword Burial Sect. You are so tired of living."
A voice fell coldly.
"Sword Controlling Realm? Is this the genius of the Sword Burial Sect?" Qin Nan was a little disappointed.
Today is different from the past. His mentality has changed. There is no genius in his eyes. If he cannot reach the level of Tyrant Dragon Elephant, he is not worthy of the word genius.
"Arrogant. We are both in the sword-controlling realm, but I want to kill you with my backhand." The person who came was equally domineering, snorted coldly, and slashed out with his sword.
Qin Nan stood still and remained indifferent until the sword fell.
boom!
The sword fell on Qin Nan's arm, but it seemed like it was striking on black iron. He was unable to make an inch forward and was directly shaken away.
Deng Deng.
The figure of the person who drew the sword was blown away, flying backwards more than ten feet.
"I dare say he is a genius with this level of strength. It's embarrassing." Qin Nan sneered, and then he flashed directly in front of this person and stepped on his chest.
"Call someone. With your level, you should have some status in the Sword Burial Sect. I'll give you a chance to call a real strong person, and I'll spare your life." Qin Nan said calmly.
"You dare to insult me! Do you know who I am? My cousin is Baili Yun, a great talent. If you dare to touch me, I will kill you without burial." The man threatened.
"Baili's family?" Qin Nan was stunned, and then he smiled inexplicably.
"Okay, if I give you a chance, call me Bailiyun. If Bailiyun comes here, I won't kill you," Qin Nan said.
Baili Yun is a rich man, and Qin Nan likes to be friends with rich people the most.
That is a real good boy, his life is worth tens of millions.
"Let go of Senior Brother Liu, boy. You have committed a heinous crime. Our Burial Sword Sect is the most powerful sect in the Western Wilderness. You are playing with fire and burning yourself."
"If you don't want to die, let Senior Brother Liu go now and kneel down to beg for mercy. Maybe you can even spare your life."
"Boy, don't seek death. This is the Sword Burial Sect."
…
Several people who came with this person also rushed to speak and threatened him.
"It's too noisy. Lao Niu, kill them." Qin Nan's eyes turned cold, he raised his head and said to Lao Niu.
"Moo!"
"When I smile, life or death is unpredictable. No, when I move, you dogs and ants will die."
Lao Niu yelled, extremely excited. It seemed that he couldn't wait for this kind of coming to seek revenge.
boom!
Lao Niu took action, his figure was like lightning and thunder, trampling the void, shaking the entire Sword Burial Sect, shaking the earth and the mountains.
"How can it be."
"Beast, how dare you!"
"No!"
Immediately, voices appeared one after another, but it was just a sentence, and then fell silent. When everything calmed down, there were several more corpses in front of the entire mountain gate, each with their hearts pierced, and they died miserably.
"Poor, a bunch of poor. It's so thankless for all the hard work." Lao Niu looked aggrieved. He thought it was a good opportunity to make a fortune, but among the few of them, there were only a few top-quality spiritual stones, which made Lao Niu very frustrated.
depressed.
"There are plenty of opportunities. Don't worry, a good boy will come soon." Qin Nan said.
"Rich man?" Lao Niu's eyes flashed.
"Very rich. There are many spiritual stone mines."
"Tsk, tsk. I know that coming with you will definitely bring good things. But we have agreed first, 50-50 split."
"Seven three. I am seven, you are three!"
"No, June Fourth!"
…
The two began to bargain, and finally ended with Lao Niu's compromise.
In the void, Ghost Grandma Chen frowned.
Is this... really the owner of the previous Sword Slayer King? A real money-lover.
