Song Yan fell in the air and stepped on Zhu Minghui Xiong Tan.
"court death!"
The other party was furious, roared and slapped Song Yan, but...
With a flash of sword light, Zhu Minghui's right arm was broken at shoulder level.
"be honest!"
Song Yan held a sword and played cruelly.
"asshole!"
Zhu Minghui screamed wildly, and his whole body energy rioted, trying to fly Song Yan away, but a powerful force surged out from Song Yan's feet and suppressed him mercilessly.
Although Song Yan's cultivation level is only in the early stage of Yuan Dan, after taking various elixirs, his background is terrifyingly deep. Moreover, he is still practicing the top-level skills among the imperial skills. Therefore, his strength is already comparable to that of Yuan Dan. Talisman gathering warriors are comparable.
Now, it is really not difficult to suppress Zhu Minghui, who was exhausted and injured!
With a wave of his hand, Song Yan isolated the others, and then pointed at the center of Zhu Minghui's eyebrows, connecting three puppet magical powers from the mainland.
After a brief struggle, the other party was successfully enslaved by him.
"How many king-level exercises do the Zhu family have?" Song Yan asked.
Zhu Minghui said truthfully: "Return to the master, two! The technique practiced by my subordinates is called "Blood Flame Technique" and it is one of the two king-level techniques. As for the other "Xuanbing Jue", only the head of the family can practice it!"
"In that case, recite "Blood Flame Jue" again!" Song Yan said.
"yes!"
Zhu Minghui began to recite it, which took a full quarter of an hour.
"In a quarter of an hour, kill yourself!"
Song Yan removed the formation and then floated away.
"Ahem! Uncle Minghui, are you okay?"
A Yuandan warrior stood up tremblingly and walked towards Zhu Minghui.
"Let's go back!"
Zhu Minghui sighed heavily and took the crippled people back and forth to Hongtian City. On the way, Zhu Minghui suddenly pulled out a dagger and cut off his own head.
An hour later.
Everyone in the Zhu family returned to the Zhu family with Zhu Minghui's body, which shocked the entire Zhu family.
When Zhu Zhenyue learned what had happened from a few abolished Yuan Dan warriors, he almost bit his teeth into pieces. It was that evil breed again. You know, because of that little beast, this was already the first time that the Zhu family had suffered a loss. Two talisman-gathering warriors.
Talisman-gathering warriors are no big deal, and I don't know how much energy and resources it takes to cultivate one.
"Pass on my order to hunt down Chu Fan at all costs!"
Song Yan didn't care about Zhu Zhenyue's reaction. He appeared in Lin Yuancheng again and came to the Jiang family, one of the several martial arts families in Lin Yuancheng.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Jiang Ying from the Jiang family said with a vigilant expression.
"I have a favor for you!"
Song Yan smiled and then threw a book of exercises to the other party.
Jiang Ying subconsciously grabbed the skill in her hand and stared at Song Yan with confusion on her face: "What do you mean by this?"
"Just look at it and you'll find out."
Song Yan smiled, and with doubts, Jiang Ying opened the book. After just reading a short article, he couldn't help but show an expression of extreme horror and surprise on his face: "This is a king-level skill!"
"Not bad!" Song Yan nodded.
"What do you want?" Jiang Ying asked, holding back the excitement in her heart.
"Half of the Jiang family's property!" Song Yan said.
"good!"
An hour later, Song Yan left the Jiang family, and then visited several other martial arts families in Lin Yuancheng that day, and exchanged half of their property for the Zhu family's "Blood Flame Art".
Later, Song Yan successively visited martial arts families in several cities within the reach of the Zhu family, and presented them with "Blood Flame Art" one after another. Most people were willing to exchange half of their property, and there were also those who were interested and wanted to swallow up the art. , and then were severely punished by Song Yan, and all the property in their house was taken away.
In just one day, the Zhu family's "Blood Flame Art" fell into the hands of twenty-five martial arts families, and he collected property worth almost fifty million taels of gold.
Over the next ten days.
Song Yan kept traveling around various cities to find martial arts families and sell them the "Blood Flame Art".
However, on the eighth day, the news spread that he came to sell "Blood Flame Technique" door-to-door. The Zhu family also knew the news, and they were immediately furious and sent people to take back the technique.
But how could it be possible to spit out the meat that was swallowed in the stomach, let alone a king-level skill. Therefore, even if people from the Zhu family came to the door, the heads of the family would not admit it.
Because during this period, Song Yan sold his skills to hundreds of martial arts families. Although these martial arts families are not as powerful as the Zhu family, together they are a huge force, so the Zhu family does not dare to do it. Too much.
What's more, even if they wanted to get their skills back, those family heads had memorized them long ago, so it would be of no use at all, unless they all were killed, but the Zhu family did not dare and could not do this.
On this day, on a bustling street in Dongtai City, Song Yan held a book in his hand and shouted loudly: "Take a look, take a look, the king's skill only sells for one tael of gold!"
Hearing Song Yan's shouting, everyone looked at him strangely.
Many people even called him a liar. What a joke that Wangpin Kung Fu only sells for one tael of gold. Only a fool would believe it!
Song Yan didn't care about this. What he had in his hands was indeed a king-level skill. If someone believed that buying it would make a lot of money, then forget it. He didn't force it. Anyway, he wanted to end the Zhu family's fortune. Gen, don’t you, the Zhu family, want to recover your skills? I will spread your skills to everyone on the road.
"Senior Sister, head, look, isn't this the guy who competed with us for the skills at the auction?"
Just when Song Yan shouted for a long time but no one paid attention, a girl suddenly pointed at Song Yan and said to the older woman next to her.
The woman in red, who was called the head senior sister, turned around and frowned: "What is he doing?"
"Senior Sister, isn't this guy claiming to be selling king-grade Kung Fu? Let's just buy it and have a look. If it's fake, we'll take the opportunity to beat him up. Who told him to snatch Kung Fu from us at the auction!" Another person said The girl whispered, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.
"This big beauty, and these two little beauties, do you want to buy the king-grade skills? They only cost one or two gold!" Song Yan suddenly shouted towards the three girls.
"Show me first!"
The girl who planned to cause trouble for Song Yan strode up, then reached out and snatched the technique from Song Yan's hand, looking through it disapprovingly, but soon, her eyes shrank, revealing an incredulous look, and then looked at Woman in red: "Sister in charge... this... this seems to be really a king-level skill!"
"Show me!"
The woman in red waved her hand, and the skill fell into her hands. Then she lowered her head and looked through it for a while, and she suddenly showed a look of extreme shock, because she was sure that this was indeed a king-level skill.
But what puzzled her was that since this technique was real, why did the other party only sell it for one tael of gold
"I've looked at it, should I buy it or not?"
Song Yan urged.
"Why?" The woman in red stared at Song Yan and asked.
"If you want to buy it, buy it or not. Don't delay my business!" Song Yan took back the skill and started shouting again.
The girl was immediately dissatisfied when she saw it. She waved her fist at Song Yan and said, "Hey, how do you talk? Do you believe it or not...!"
"Junior sister must not be rude!"
The woman in red stopped her in a deep voice, then took out a tael of gold and handed it to Song Yan: "I bought this technique of yours!"
Song Yan took the gold and handed the skill to the woman in red. Then he took out a skill book from nowhere and continued to curse, which made the woman in red look dark.
Author's digression: The third update has been completed (to be continued)