Old Yangle walked up the steps, and couldn't help but look strange and asked softly: "Nephew, this map is related to Ying Zheng's Taoist tradition. Why did you kill Tieshan?"

When Wang Le and Lao Yang passed by, they stopped and replied calmly: "I will announce the matter of this map in public. Even if the boy gets it, the only way to escape will be to the end of the world."

After a pause, Wang Le further said: "If I kill Tieshan at one o'clock in the evening, he would not tell me the secret of this map. At that time, no matter whether it is true or not, the kid will be flirting with it."

Lao Yang did not show a sudden look, he was just confirming what he was thinking.

At this time, Wang Le turned his head and stared at Sun Lequan with a resentment, and sneered: "Don't think that you are just smart. Everyone else is fool. I want to fool you, hey, it's really a delusion!"

"No matter how exquisite and unparalleled Ying Zheng's martial arts inheritance is, if the price you pay is my life, it would be better if you don't want this map!"

At the same time, Wang Le thought to himself: "The martial arts path I have taken is unique. If you get Ying Zheng's martial arts inheritance, you can only use it as a reference at most. It's a pity that you don't have the chance to learn how he refined the natal magic weapon of the twelve bronze men and formed a killing formation. You can tell how terrifying the power is."

Although Wang Le felt very regretful in his heart, he would never say it anyway. After all, Tieshan was killed, so it was too late to say anything. He could only say that he and Ying Zheng’s underground tomb treasure house were no longer destined to be separated.

Well, let’s leave it to those who are destined to be in the future!

By the way, isn’t there still half a map in Sun Lequan?

When Wang Le thought about this, Le Quan's eyes were full of deep meaning and sarcasm. After snorting coldly without laughing, he turned around and returned to the mansion, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Lao Yang was too lazy to talk more. Everyone, including Sun Lequan, with a cold look on his face, said slowly: "It's so lively, you'll better disperse. There are no idle people in front of Yang's door."

After a pause, Lao Yang's eyes flashed in his eyes, and he said meaningfully: "If anyone dares to monitor Yang's mansion again, there will be more than a dozen corpses floating on the Baichuan River, but hundreds of them, and this Bai Yujing will be in chaos."

Everyone was not foolish, their faces changed drastically, and their hearts couldn't help but bulge. Yang's eyes were more or less afraid.

Although the old man surnamed Yang has no name in Baiyujing, and has never heard of it, it is definitely not a simple person who can own a mansion near Zhenlong Avenue.

The small one is hidden in the wild, the big one is hidden in the city. This white jade man with dragons and tigers is like a crucian carp crossing the river. There are countless people who walk on the streets of the city and accidentally hit an old man. If he doesn't do it, the other party is a hidden master.

There are countless examples of this. A woman who once had a famous disciple who sang in a restaurant was unreasonable and wanted to take it for herself. Unexpectedly, the blind father who played the huqin for the woman was actually a martial arts master!

As for the result, we can imagine that no one dares to collect the body for him even after he dies.

Back to the point, when Lao Yang issued a warning to everyone without revealing his feelings, he turned around and walked into the mansion, and the door slowly closed.

At this time, Sun Lequan, whose natal magic weapon was destroyed, was like a thorn on his back, because everyone's eyes were on him.

Since ancient times, wealth has moved people's hearts. For warriors, the massive cultivation resources and powerful martial arts inheritance techniques are all temptations that they cannot refuse.

The treasure house of Ying Zheng’s tomb has always been passed down by word of mouth in the martial arts world, and it is not a fiction, because someone has been in there and caused a lot of noise at that time, but it just didn’t come out in the end.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were full of unconcealed murderous intent and greed, Sun Lequan couldn't help but feel bitter and despair as if he wanted to transform into a substantial sharp arrow.

“The map cannot be kept.”

Sun Lequan couldn't help but sigh, thinking deeply sadly, and then he could only report to the sect leader to present the map. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay in Bai Yujing anymore, and sooner or later he would lose his life after returning to the underworld.

Thinking of this, Sun Lequan completely hated Wang Le. He looked up at the door of the mansion not far away in front of him. His eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, even if he had lost all the rivers and lakes, he could not wash it clearly!

"Emperor, I, Sun Lequan, and you are incompatible, you are not with me!"

Sun Lequan's pale face, with no one-faced face, was full of murderous intent, and he sweared in a low voice!

At this time, when Wang Le returned to the mansion, in order to be steady, although he walked freely, his eyes on the Breaking Demon Dharma have not been closed, and he has been closely watching the actions of Sun Lequan and others outside.

When he saw Sun Lequan's appearance of murderous intent and whispering to himself through the perspective of the Breaking Defiance Eye, and distinguished what he said through the other party's lips, he couldn't help but show a strange and inexplicable smile.

"Hey, I still want to be incompatible with you, you are worthy of it? Is there any more to say whether I can live tonight?"

"If you can, I don't mind getting half of the map of Ying Zheng's underground tomb treasure house. It's better than not."

Just when Wang Le's heart was full of murderous intent and made a secret decision. Lequan was no different from a dead person through the Destruction Dharma. After closing the door, Lao Yang walked over without hesitation.

"Nephew, this first group of people has been sent. If there is another challenge, it will definitely be a real master hidden in the darkness of Baiyujing. It is not inferior to those guys on the Xuanlist. You must be careful at that time and never be careless."

Lao Yang directly ignored the strong murderous intent deep in Wang Le's eyes and reminded him solemnly.

Wang Le put away Sun Lequan, who had never met the false Dharma eyes again, and then smiled and said to Lao Yang: "You should always put your heart in your stomach to protect the Dharma for Senior Qingyangzi! The challenges outside are enough to deal with by yourself."

Old Yang nodded. Wang Le strongly suppressed Tieshan and Sun Lequan just now, and in a blink of an eye, the outstanding performance of defeating the two was really impressive.

After thinking about it, the solemn expression on Lao Yang's face instantly calmed down, and he smiled faintly and praised: "I am really this time. I didn't expect that my nephew is a person who has been through life and death. Every move has been tempered for thousands of times. No wonder he was able to get the master like this and give him the famous magic weapon Quan Zhenshanhe when he debuted young."

Wang Le smiled and waved his hand and didn't want to say anything humble. Instead, he took the initiative to change the topic and asked for advice with respect and humility: "Is there any explanation for the swearing that the dead ghost said in Tieshankou just now? Please give me some advice."
Chapter completed!