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Chapter 150 Qiu Yan kneels!

This is the same as the Tianjiao List.

But this does not include the competition between peers, otherwise Zhan Wuque would have been caught up with a genius on the list of genius.

"What, you still want to attack me"?

Zhan Wuque walked to Qiu Yan, pointed at his nose, his face full of disdain, "I'm standing here. If you dare to touch a hair of my hair, when my master comes, you can poke you to death with one finger"!

The people around were so scared that they didn't dare to say a word, and many people even started running away.

The last time Qiu Yan showed his magic power and almost broke up a street, they still remembered it vividly.

They also face Wuque's courage and admire him for his admiration.

I am afraid that few people in the entire imperial capital dare to point at Qiu Caizi and threaten him.

The unexpected situation did not happen.

Although Qiu Yan looked very angry, he did not take action.

He is not stupid. Since this kid is so bold, it shows that he is indeed confident.

Qiu Yan was very sure that there was really an invincible strong man behind this kid.

The lowest cultivation level is the peak of the Martial Emperor, or even the strongest martial spirit.

Such people are highly valued even in Guiyi Pavilion.

As a last resort, Qiu Yan was cowardly for the first time in his life.

He forced a smile and said politely, "Haha, my friend is joking, I just made a joke."

This scene surprised everyone around.

This is still the arrogant, arrogant, arrogant, and likes to bully the weak, Qiu Yan, the leader of the Qi Pavilion?

Are we dazzled by the harmless appearance of humans and animals?

Zhan Wuque had a sneer on his face, and he stretched out a hand to pat Qiu Yan's face, "I know you're wrong now? What have you done long ago?"

Damn!

Zhan Wuque's slap on his face almost scared their hearts.

As the saying goes, hitting someone will not hit the face.

This kid is simply playing with fire and burning himself!

The Great Elder was also frightened and was afraid that Qiu Yan would become angry as soon as he became a demon.

Qiu Yan's expression was stiff. Even if he could tolerate it, he would almost be unable to bear it now.

It's really too much to deceive others!

"I don't think you look like a dead mother, it's really ugly"!

Zhan Wuque smiled and tried crazy on the verge of committing suicide.

The whole street was silent, and the needles could be heard.

The elder's cold sweat broke out in a flash and all came down.

He pulled Zhan Wuque's sleeves and cried with a sad face, "Brother, stop playing. If you continue playing, we will all be played to death by you."

An invisible wind circled around Qiu Yan and took off. It was obvious that he couldn't help but take action!

"Brother Qiu, don't be impulsive"!

The elder quickly spoke out to stop him, and all the customers and bosses of the surrounding shops began to run away.

"Damn it, who has provoked this madman again? It's really a disaster for eight lifetimes?"

"Run quickly, run slowly and you will lose your life"!

Qiu Yan's entire body gradually began to turn black, which was a sign of becoming a demon.

"The Tianxuan acupoint hurts, the tailbone is extremely cold, and you don't know until you die."

Zhan Wuque opened his eyes and shouted.

Qiu Yan trembled all over and said in a lost voice, "How is that possible, how could you know?"

"Do you think there is no price to be possessed of a demon? Have you ever thought about where this power comes from?"

Faced with Zhan Wuque's repeated questions, a chill spread in Qiu Yan's heart.

Yes, power cannot appear out of thin air. There will be gains when there are any mistakes, and the law of nature is circulating.

"Now your Qihai point is also stinging."

Zhan Wuque smiled coldly, and didn't even look at Qiu Yan, looking like a paranormal.

"How is it possible? How can you know everything? Who are you?"

Qiu Yan was in chaos with energy, and he retreated "twistful" and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"What's the difficulty?"

Zhan Wuque looked down on him, "Because, I am a miracle doctor, and the ruler of the Great Qin State has to rely on me to treat him."

"What, isn't the king already terminally ill?"

"Impossible, is he still a miracle doctor?"

The elder felt that his mind was really not enough.

King Wu, a fifth-grade alchemist and a master of weapon refining, now he is said to be a miracle doctor, and he used to claim to be a gambling god.

Damn, what the hell is this?

What's wrong with this world? Why is it so crazy? Is this elder behind the scenes?

Qiu Yan knelt on one knee with a "thump", covering his chest, and frowned tightly.

"Doesn't you feel your heartbeat getting slower and slower, your whole body is weak, your energy is like a slumber that is difficult to operate, and your soul is stinging with unbearable pain"?

Zhan Wuque condescendingly and said lightly.

Qiu Yanhu's body was shocked and he was completely pleased with surrender, "Please help me with the miracle doctor"!

He lowered his head deeply.

This is the first time that Qiu Yan asked for help.

Although the other party was just a young man, it made him feel so unfathomable.

"Save you, why do I save you?"

"Save your life, and then let you threaten me, or let you kill me"!

Zhan Wuque snorted coldly and left directly.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, Miracle Doctor, I was wrong, I, Qiu Yan, really knew I was wrong"!

Qiu Yan had no choice but to speak loudly and admit his mistake.

At the same time, a group of people rushed out on the streets and alleys. Seeing this scene, they opened their mouths incredibly and could stuff a duck egg into it.

"This, this is this crazy man Qiu Yanqiu"?

"I must be dazzled, yes, I must be dazzled"!

They rubbed their eyes hard.

But when he opened his eyes, Qiu Yan still knelt there straight and kept saying his mistakes.

"stop"!

A middle-aged man rushed up and shouted angrily at Zhan Wuque.

The group of people looked closely and slapped their thighs and it was broken!

Zhan Wuque stopped, looked around, and finally pointed at himself, wonderingly, "You call me"?

"You are a traitor, right? If you are not, who else can you do?"

The man cursed without hesitation, noticing that the people behind him were all green.

Zhan Wuque's face suddenly became ugly. He looked back at Qiu Yan, pointed at the man and said lightly, "Kill him, I'll give you a chance to talk to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Yan rushed out like lightning.

The middle-aged man wanted to speak, but he felt a flash in front of him, and then he saw a familiar back.

The eyes gradually became dark. At the last moment of his life, he suddenly remembered that it was his own back.

The middle-aged man was cut off from his head by Qiu Yan.

The group of people who arrived just now were distracted, and they were all from the Qing family.

"Qiu Yan, are you going to go to war with my Qing family?"

Qinggang was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

That middle-aged man was the powerful Wu King who was trained by the Qing family with great effort.

In this way, Qiu Yan was killed by cutting melons and vegetables!

"Qinggang, I think you are really capable of riding on horseback. You dare to talk to me like this"!
Chapter completed!
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