Chapter 1107 Tang Wushang Died

Looking at Shen Shaoyang with a confused expression, Song Yan smiled: "What I mean is, I am more than enough to deal with you bastards. If there is no need, please help."

Hearing this, Shen Shaoyang's cheeks darkened, and he said with a sinister smile: "Boy, you dare to brag when your death is imminent. Do you really think that I dare not kill you!"

"You can't kill!" Song Yan shook his head calmly.

Seeing this, Shen Shaoyang couldn't help being amused: "It seems that you have really lost your mind and went crazy. Do you know what your cultivation is, and what are our cultivations?"

Without waiting for Song Yan to answer, Shen Shaoyang continued with a sneer: "We are all at the Golden Core Stage, and you are just a small ant with a tenth level of Qi Refining. Without anyone to help you, I can crush you with one finger. kill you!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing his young master's words, the four subordinates surrounding Song Yan couldn't help laughing.

One of them couldn't help but sneered and said: "Boy, do you know what a Jindan master is?"

The other person nodded jokingly: "That's right, even a small Qi-refining realm dares to oppose our young master. I simply don't know how the word death is written?"

"Okay, for Ye Changmeng, let's kill this kid first!" Shen Shaoyang waved his hand.

The four met each other, and one of them said, "I'll come!"

While speaking, he took a step forward, and instantly came to Song Yan's side across a distance of several meters, and slapped him with a grinning smile, intending to blow his head off.

But at this moment, Song Yan slowly spit out three words: "The first one!"

"What does this kid mean?"

Hearing these three words, Shen Shaoyang felt a little puzzled, but at the next moment, he understood, because at the next moment, when the palm of his hand was about to fall on Song Yan's head, Song Yan shot suddenly.

Hearing a "click", the subordinate's head tilted and his arms drooped. Before Song Yan took his hand away from his neck, the opponent's body fell to the ground with a bang.

"What... what's going on here?"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Shen Shaoyang and the other three of his subordinates were all wide open. How could Wang Xiu, who had the initial stage of Jindan, be killed by a small Qi-refining realm!

Just when they were still in shock, Song Yan came to another person in a flash, and stretched out his hand.

"the second!"

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound, and then another person's body was seen falling to the ground.

Seeing that the second subordinate was killed without any resistance, Shen Shaoyang knew that he had encountered a master pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger even if he was stupid, so he shouted to the other two subordinates in panic: "Quick, kill me quickly!" he!"

While shouting, he turned around and galloped in the direction he came from.

The other two Jindan were dissatisfied. When Song Yan killed the second companion, they sacrificed their magic weapon. One sacrificed a flying sword, a fourth-grade treasure.

The other is a pair of flying hammers, which are also fourth-grade treasures.

"Shhhhh!"

Two magic weapons shot toward Song Yan from left to right.

"The third!"

Turning a blind eye to the flying magic weapon Song Yan, he stepped forward and came to the third person.

"Ah, get out of here!"

As soon as he saw Song Yan coming in front of him, the subordinate of Jindan was so frightened that his ghosts froze, and he punched Song Yan with all his strength.

It's a pity that his punching speed was too slow, he only swung his fist a third of the way, and he heard a click, then his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Seeing that all three of his companions were dead, the fourth Jindan subordinate didn't have the courage to continue fighting Song Yan. He didn't even have time to take back the magic weapon, so he turned around and fled.

"the fourth!"

Song Yan spit out three words lightly, and then disappeared in place.

"Plop!"

The next moment, the fourth Jindan subordinate who was speeding suddenly fell to the ground without making a sound.

Shen Shaoyang, who had already escaped hundreds of meters, turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but let out a scream, his whole body was agitated, and he fled at an even faster speed.

But at the next moment, Shen Shaoyang's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, because he saw a person looking at him with a smile on his face tens of meters ahead.

Immediately, he despaired.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, he fell to his knees and begged: "My lord, please forgive me, I can give you the spirit crystal and magic weapon!"

Song Yan walked in front of Shen Shaoyang with leisurely steps, while the other party was trembling and kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy, not daring to move at all.

"Raise your head!" Song Yan shouted in a deep voice.

"My lord, I was wrong, please spare my life, as long as you don't kill me, I will do anything!"

Shen Shaoyang cried bitterly and continued to beg for mercy.

"Shut up!"

Song Yan's face turned cold, and Shen Shaoyang immediately closed his mouth.

Song Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he pointed at the center of his brow, and sent a puppet supernatural power into his sea of ​​consciousness. The other party was a child of the Shen family, a wealthy immortal cultivator in Youzhou. It would be more useful to keep him than to kill him. Of course, this is On the premise that Song Yan possesses the magical power of a puppet, otherwise, he would never let him go.

"See Master!"

The next moment, Shen Shaoyang kowtowed respectfully.

"Get up."

"Thank you, master!"

After briefly asking Shen Shaoyang a few questions, Song Yan motioned for him to leave, and then walked into a forest.

When he walked out of the woods, he had changed into an ordinary-looking young man.

the other side.

Tang Wushang, whose aura was fading, was running crazily with Li Tianluo in his arms.

Suddenly, he staggered and almost fell.

He couldn't help but smile miserably, because he knew that his time limit had come, and with at most thirty breaths left, his primordial spirit would be completely disintegrated, and he would also completely disappear in this world.

"Brother, let me down!"

Li Tianluo said weakly.

Tang Wushang didn't insist anymore, and let Li Tianluo go.

Seeing Tang Wushang whose aura was fading as if the flames in the wind would go out at any time, Li Tianluo couldn't help feeling sad, took out a bottle of elixir, put one pill to his mouth and said: "Senior brother, quickly put the elixir Take it."

But Tang Wushang pushed her hand away, shook his head and said: "Junior Sister, it's useless, Senior Brother's primordial spirit is about to collapse, even if you take the elixir, it can't be saved, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to form a Taoist couple with you yet! "

Having said this, Tang Wushang had a look of deep regret on his face.

Hearing this, two lines of tears appeared in the corners of Li Tianluo's eyes, she gritted her silver teeth and said, "No, brother, from now on, I will be your Taoist companion!"

"Junior Sister!"

Hearing Li Tianluo's words, Tang Wushang's pale face couldn't help but a little more rosy, he stretched out his hand to caress her face and said, "Junior Sister, with your words, Senior Brother won't be enough to die...!"

It's a pity that Tang Wushang hadn't finished saying the last word "pity", when his hand suddenly slipped from her face, and his body also fell backwards.

"Brother!"

Li Tianluo yelled sadly, but only after supporting Tang Wushang's body did she realize that the other party had lost all life.