Chapter 978

"Can I still trust you?"

Qin Yi said coldly.

Before that, I almost died at the hands of this woman.

"You must trust me. Yes, Yanshao wants you to die, but now it's time to suppress foreign enemies."

Yan Zhuxin said eagerly.

Qin Yi said nothing more, suddenly raised his gun and stabbed Yan Zhuxin.

"You..."

Yan Zhuxin was stunned. Her graceful and moving body quickly burst away.

"Ah!"

At the same time, she heard a scream and suddenly sounded. Yan Zhuxin turned her face and saw that Qin Yi's long gun had been mercilessly stabbed on a masked man, directly pierced the other party and picked it up.

Yan Zhuxin realized that Qin Yi's shot was not stabbing her, but saving her.

Looking at Qin Yi, Yan Zhuxin's look became a little complicated.

"Damn it!"

Not far away, Yan Shao, who was killing, looked at this scene, his face sank and drank coldly: "now this scene is messy enough. It is a good time to kill Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang."

He turned to Mahai, who had been inseparable from him, and said coldly, "Uncle Mahai, you deal with Yan Meiniang, I deal with Qin Yi, and I'd better kill them with one blow. Don't be sloppy!"

While he was talking, he turned his hand and took out a silver sword. Under the sudden urge of his mysterious Qi, the silver light was full and the endless sword Qi ravaged the whole audience.

He is the first person in the list of gods. His strength is obvious.

"Good!"

Ma Hai looked at the burning Meiniang in red robe and trapped in the fight, licked her lips, and a cruel smile appeared on her face.

His strength ranks third in the list of gods, second only to the current patriarch Yan Yongde.

The next moment, a blue sphere suddenly appeared in front of his chest. The blue sphere was only about the size of his fist and was burning blue flames.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the blue sphere into his stomach. In an instant, his whole body was full of blue light, just like a blue flame burning in his body. It looked very strange.

And the breath that came out of his body was more than doubled at once.

"The strongest blow, good!"

Yan Shao looked at Ma Hai and nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly his eyes were cold: "start!"

He waved his silver sword and turned it into a silver awn. Qin Yi, who was in the scuffle between the court and the middle of the court, burst and stabbed away.

At the same time, as soon as Ma Hai attacked, he punched Yan Meiniang from hundreds of feet away. The fist suddenly soared to ten times. The blue flame was burning wildly. The huge boxing squeezed the air around.

But right now

"Yan Shao, you bastard, did you make this big battle to capture my granddaughter? Give me your dreams! "

A roar came.

The next moment, I saw a huge white shadow coming from a distance. Suddenly, I came to the mixed battlefield.

When they fixed their eyes, they saw that the visitor was Yanyao, yanlianmeng's grandfather.

Yan Shao and Ma Hai, who were rushing to half, could only stop their body shape. A touch of annoyance appeared on their faces.

Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, who were in the process of killing, understood everything in an instant when they heard Yan Yao's words. For a moment, they were stunned there, shocked and angry.

"Yan Zhuxin, are you still lying to me? These grey cloaked men, as well as these masked experts, are not the so-called killers and top experts of a tribe, but the people with less inflammation! "

Qin Yi stared at Yan Zhuxin and smiled coldly: "in order to kill us and win the treasures of 'ten Hell', Dharma array, yin-yang array and so on, you are really willing to pay your blood. You actually created such a big chaos regardless of the lives and deaths of so many of your men and want to kill us!"

"I..."

Yan Zhuxin's delicate body trembled. For a moment, she was speechless. In her heart, a touch of bitterness grew leisurely.

"Ha ha, sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy. You can see through it, Mr. Yanyao."

Seeing that the plot was exposed, Yan Shao became magnanimous. He said with a long smile: "old Mr. Yan Yao, you don't have to be nervous. I just want the yin-yang array. As long as your granddaughter can hand over the yin-yang array, I promise I won't touch her."

"Yan Shao, don't forget that you are the person who will succeed the patriarch. Your means are so cruel. Why should you convince the public in the future?"

Yan Yao roared and split Yan Shao with a palm in the air. The palm strength instantly condensed into a huge virtual palm print and hit Yan Shao hard.

"Mr. Yanyao, do you always forget that my Yanshao strength ranks first in the list of gods? Don't lose face with such a small skill! "

Looking at the empty palm print that came quickly, Yan Shao disdained to sneer. He punched it at will and directly smashed it. Then he said proudly: "old Mr. Yan Yao, you are wrong. I did this entirely to make myself stronger. Only I become stronger. After I succeed as clan leader, I can lead our Yan tribe to fight in all directions and bring those tribes around me, All conquered. At that time, our Yanshi tribe can also form a super Empire to compete with the Daliang empire in the East, and finally unify the northern wasteland! "

"With your face, you also want to be a generation overlord, boy, dream!"

Yan Yao was furious: "whatever big spring and Autumn Dreams you have, you don't care about me, but if you dare to move a hair of your dream, I won't finish with you!"

"Ha ha, old Mr. Yanyao, I have just said that as long as your granddaughter obediently hands in the yin-yang array, I guarantee that she is safe and sound!"

Don't laugh.

"You dream that my works will never fall into the hands of such a despicable person as you!"

Yan Yao drank angrily.

Yan Shao's eyes were cold, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly: "old Mr. Yan Yao, since you are so pedantic and stubborn, don't blame Ben Shao for being ruthless. All the overlords in the past dynasties are decisive. I'll put it here. If your granddaughter refuses to hand over the yin-yang array, she will end up like them."

With a sudden big hand, he grabbed an old man in gray robe directly, waved the silver sword in his hand, and the face of the man in gray robe was exposed.

When they fixed their eyes, they were stunned. They saw that the face of the man in the gray cloak was as white as paper, there was no blood color, and the pupils in his eyes were degenerated, only white eyes.

This Huoran is a dead man!

Obviously, after the conspiracy was uncovered, Yanshao was completely open-minded and no longer worried that the world knew that his men had dead men.

"You are a cruel and inhuman man. You only deserve to go to hell!"

Listen to Yan Shao, if Yan Lianmeng doesn't hand over the yin-yang array, he will be trained into a dead man. Yan Yao's lungs burst with anger and roared, so he will rush forward and fight with Yan Shao.

Shua!

A blue slender sword suddenly crossed in front of him and blocked his way.

The man with the sword is Yan Meiniang!

"Mr. Yanyao, you are just a master of tattoos. You are not their opponent at all. These people have lost their conscience for a long time. If you rush over by force, they will kill you impolitely."

Yan Meiniang said to Yan Yao.

Since Yan Shao dares to capture Yan Lianmeng, he has already prepared to tear his face with Yan Yao!

In fact, when Yanshao went to Yanyao's residence and was touched by the ash of his nose, Yanshao already had a grudge against Yanyao's master and sun. At that time, he even came up with the idea of cultivating yanlianmeng into a dead man.

"Qin Yi, you protect old Mr. Yao and leave here. Let me deal with these people."

Yan Meiniang turned and said to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi still has a certain confidence in Yan Meiniang's strength. Without thinking much, he nodded: "be careful yourself."

Even if Yan Meiniang can't deal with so many masters alone, it doesn't matter, because she still has one baby!

He didn't say anything more. As soon as he grabbed Yanyao, the whole person directly turned into a residual shadow. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

"Tut Tut, Yan Meiniang, in this case, you dare to separate from Qin Yi. Doesn't it just give us a chance to kill one by one?"

Seeing Qin Yi leaving with Yan Yao, Yan Shao not only didn't get stopped, but happily smacked his mouth, paused, and said: "however, you seem to have been deliberately hiding your strength before, but obviously, even if your real strength is strong, it's the stupidest decision to separate you from Qin Yi. You'll die here soon, and then we'll find Qin Yi, Kill him again, oh no, maybe we will turn you into dead men! "

"Really?"

Yan Meiniang smiled faintly and no longer suppressed her strength. On her graceful and moving body, she suddenly sent out a majestic force like the sea.

"Hiss!"

The next moment, holding a blue slender sword, she suddenly pierced the chest of a masked man more than ten feet away.

She's blinking directly!

The masked man didn't even have any room to resist, so he was killed by Yan Meiniang with a sword.

"Now, do you think you have the ability to turn Qin Yi and me into dead men?"

Yan Meiniang suddenly pulled out the sword. A shallow charming smile was already on her beautiful face, but it was cold in the depths of her eyes.

Seeing a face photo, he killed a strong man whose accomplishments had broken through the peak of the nine realms of the patriarchal Road, including Yan Shao, Yan Zhuxin and Ma Hai. All the people present turned pale.

"In the past, you deliberately hid your strength in the fighting field. With your sharp degree now, you are afraid that you can defeat Wang Junming with two swords at most. Why do you deliberately hide your strength?"

Yan Shao stares at Yan Meiniang. Her face has become quite ugly.

"What kind of bird are you? Why should I tell you?"

Yan Meiniang smiled and shook her head: "don't you want to take back the 'ten Hell' and the animal soul map? Then come and get it if you can. "

She turned her slender jade palm, "ten hell" and the beast soul picture appeared in the palm of her hand at the same time.

Look at these two treasures, the look on the faces of Yan Shao, Yan Zhuxin, Ma Hai and others, including fanaticism, anger and frustration.