Zhang Yang is angry!
As the chief guard, he has never suffered such humiliation.
"Today I am going to kill the chickens and the monkeys. You gangsters are all optimistic about Laozi. What will happen if I anger Laozi?"
Zhang Yang stepped out, shrank into an inch, and came directly to Qin Feng.
Snapped!
At the same time, the poisonous dragon whip in his hand drew towards Qin Feng like lightning, and the void was torn apart by this whip.
The strength of this whip is obviously much stronger.
Qin Feng didn't dare to neglect, the thunder blast armor appeared, covering his whole body.
With the thunderstorm armor body, the possibility that this poisonous dragon whip wants to hurt him is extremely low.
In addition, Qin Feng grabbed his five fingers and displayed the "Dragon Catch Hand", once again grabbing the poisonous dragon whip in his hand.
Crackling...
With a burst of intensive thunder, the vigor on the poisonous dragon whip all blasted away.
Not only that, the electric current between Qin Feng's palms, like a spirit snake, followed the poisonous dragon whip and quickly stabled at the opponent.
"what?"
Zhang Yang's face changed drastically.
The current came by surprise, making him feel a sense of crisis.
But if he let go, this poisonous dragon whip would definitely be taken away by Qin Feng, and Zhang Yang was caught in a dilemma in an instant.
The current is extremely fast, and there is no room for any hesitation in publicity.
boom!
But at the moment he hesitated, the current had hit his palm, and a burst of thunder fire suddenly exploded.
"what… "
Zhang Yang let out a scream, his palms were burnt and burst into black smoke.
If it hadn't been for him to have a qi protection body, and the electric current hit the flesh and blood, he would definitely blow his palms off.
After Zhang Yang had the pain, the poisonous dragon whip was naturally unable to hold it, and was easily snatched by Qin Feng.
Seeing such a scene, the casual practitioners who were watching were all stunned, each with their mouths wide open, their eyes widened, and their minds went blank.
Qin Feng actually took away the blatant poisonous dragon whip with his bare hands
If it weren't for seeing and seeing, I'm afraid no one would believe such a thing.
Zhang Yang also had a green face, his mouth twitched again and again, and his forehead was full of blue veins.
"Aren't you trying to kill chickens and monkeys? Now that you have lost your magic weapon, you dare to speak up here?"
Qin Feng smiled coldly, with a touch of playful abuse on his face.
"Who on earth are you?"
Zhang Yang's face was calm, although he was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to rush it anymore.
Since the opponent can snatch the Poison Dragon Whip with his bare hands, it is enough to prove that the cultivation base is powerful. The most important thing is that the opponent only has the fourth-order True Qi cultivation base.
This can only explain two problems:
First, the opponent's talent is superb, and the background is so powerful that even if it only has the fourth-order True Qi, it can also contend against the fate of stealing.
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Second, the opponent has hidden strength.
In either case, Zhang Yang will be worried.
In this area of the sea, the casual cultivators with such strength are basically people with a head and a face.
If he has never shown up, he might be a disciple of the three major sword sects.
"Is this guy from the three major swordsmen?"
Zhang Yang thought to himself.
If the opponent is a disciple of the three major swordsmen, no matter how bold he is, he would not dare to offend him easily.
"Go and find your Master Aoki, and you will naturally know who I am."
With his hands on his back, Qin Feng glanced at the other side faintly.
"Do you know Master Aoki?"
Zhang Yang's expression changed and he frowned.
"Stop talking nonsense, go, I'm in a hurry."
Qin Feng looked a little impatient.
"you… "
Zhang Yang's mouth was crooked with anger, and he stared at Qin Feng with gritted teeth.
Qin Feng's attitude made him angry and hateful, but he couldn't understand the other party's details.
"What are you doing in a daze? Go, it's delayed my big business, can you a little guard can afford it?"
Qin Feng snorted coldly.
"Okay! Wait, if you let me know that you are playing me, then you are dead."
Zhang Yang entered the hall in an agitated manner, and disappeared from people's field of vision.
The casual cultivators outside are just waking up from a dream.
"Who is this guy? He doesn't even pay attention to Guard Zhang."
"I'm afraid it's a disciple of the three major sword sects?"
"No matter who he is, I will support him anyway if he can deflate that watchdog."
"Haha, that's true, it's a fucking relief."
…
These casual cultivators were forced by the prestige of publicity, and they suffocated the fire and did not dare to vent. Unexpectedly, now someone stepped up to teach publicity, which made them feel very happy.
"Brother, you are really fat, but we all support you."
"If the Alchemist Guild dares to mess around, let's go together, everyone can't fight it."
Among the crowd, some people started booing.
Qin Feng didn't say much, just nodded and smiled at everyone, and didn't take these people's words seriously.
He knew very well that these casual cultivators couldn't be twisted into a single rope, otherwise, just now he wouldn't let the publicity insult him at will.
The reason why San Xiu is called San Xiu is because they have no cohesion.
There are no organizations, no gangs, no sects, all over the world, living alone, this kind of talent is casual cultivator.
Casual cultivators only look at immediate benefits, and rarely join forces or form alliances with others.
Therefore, even if these people are suppressed by publicity, they will not join hands to contend. This is the sadness of casual cultivators.
Qin Feng would not count on this group of people.
Of course, he also has enough confidence to make Zhang Yang bow his head in front of him.
After a while, Zhang Yang returned to the door of the guild, and there was an old man in a green robe who appeared with him.
This old man has gray beard, eyes like torches, and a pair of dry palms. Because of alchemy all the year round, he has become different from ordinary people.
This person is Master Qingmu, and he is also one of the only two seven-star alchemists in the entire guild.
Alchemists are divided into ninth ranks, reaching the seven-star level, and can already be called alchemy masters, and they are also very rare in the entire continent.
Therefore, the pill refined by Master Aoki is often hard to find and extremely sought-after.
"Master Aoki, this guy, he said he knows you."
Zhang Yang pointed to Qin Feng with a cold expression on his face.
"We know each other?"
Master Qingmu also looked at Qin Feng, but he looked surprised.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang immediately became angry, and immediately roared, "Little beast, as expected, I'm playing a trick to me, and saying nothing today will not let you out of the alchemy guild alive."
Qin Feng shrugged, but did not pay attention to the other party. Instead, he turned his gaze to Master Aoki, "Master Aoki, are you sure you don't know me?"
"you are… "
Master Aoki looked and looked, thought and thought, but couldn't remember.
"How about let's take a step to talk?"
Qin Feng said again.
"What kind of thing are you qualified to be alone with Master Aoki?"
Zhang Yang stopped in front of Qin Feng.
Master Aoki also shook his head with a helpless look, "My time is as precious as oil, so how can I have time to chat with you?"
"Master Aoki, are you sure you won't talk to me?"
Qin Feng flipped his palm, and a dark red pill appeared in his palm.
After Master Qingmu saw this pill, his complexion immediately changed, and a bright brilliance broke out in his eyes.
"This is... a blood pill?"