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Chapter 69: Give in and change!

"Zhan Yuming, are you going to rebel?"

Chen Yan's tone was cold and his expression was serious, but his eyes towards the young man in white robe were cold.

Behind the young man, a hundred powerful crossbows were aimed at Zhan Yuming. The sharp crossbow arrows shone with an icy cold light under the refraction of the sun.

Liu Laodao also opened his old eyes, and the cold light shone sharply like an eagle's eye. The aura belonging to the Taoist stage spread out layer by layer, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.

Even behind Zhan Yuming, there are two auras firmly locked on him, and they are Yuantong and Wu Guhan!
  Yuantong held the demon-conquering Zen staff, with a fierce face and a cold light flashing in his eyes; Wu Guhan was shrouded in a black robe, but countless centipedes, poisonous scorpions and Gu worms surrounded Zhan Yuming from all directions like a black tide.

Lin Wan, Cui Cheng and others at the same table did not expect that Yuantong and Wu Guhan would stand on the young man's side, looking at them with expressions of disbelief.

Yuantong just grinned and said nothing more.

At this moment, Zhan Yuming was treated the same as Situ Yun before, or even worse.

After all, Situ Yun didn't have a hundred crossbowmen facing him back then.

All of a sudden.

Zhan Yuming's face immediately turned cold, his eyes opened, his dark eyes flashed with cold light, and a dangerous aura emanated from Zhan Yuming's body.

At this moment, everyone present felt an inexplicable pressure, so oppressive that no one dared to take a breath, held their breath, and stared at the two people in the center.

In the distance, Qin Chong sat on the seat with a pale face, looking at the two people who were already the center of attention, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, which soon turned into a look of dejection.

Cui Cheng from Qixing Pavilion had a gloomy face. He looked at the backs of Zhan Yuming and the young man, with deep jealousy in his eyes, wishing to replace them.

With so much attention, it is clearly Cui Chengcai who should be the one!

In the stands, Liu Xian'er's pretty face turned pale, and her big, alluring eyes were full of bewilderment. Her anxious eyes were like those of a frightened deer, which made people look at her with special pity.

The junior sister who was traveling with Zhan Yuming also had a pale face, her hands were tightly clasped together, her fingers turned white from the exertion, and her eyes were full of worry.

In the center of the field, Zhan Yuming had a cold look on his face. He looked directly at the young man in front of him with cold eyes. There was a dangerous aura in his eyes and he said coldly:
  "Master Chen, what do you mean?"

Chen Yan did not flinch, looking at Zhan Yuming who exuded a dangerous aura, his eyes were also slightly cold:
  "The Supervisor Tiansi handles the case, and all the people of the Wu Dynasty must obey, but there is resistance..."

Speaking of this, the young man's eyes narrowed with a cold light, and his tone became even colder:

"Kill without mercy."

"Click——"

As the words "Young Man Kill Without Forgiveness" were spoken, the uniform sound of loading a gun sounded.

War is imminent.

"Senior brother..."

Not far away, the little junior sister looked worried and couldn't help shouting, but stopped talking.

Zhan Yuming glanced back, and then glanced at the silent crossbowmen one by one. Liu Laodao with sharp eyes, Yuantong with a fierce smile, Wu Guhan in black robes, and finally landed on the calm-looking man in front of him. On the young man.

"it is good!"

"very good!"

Zhan Yuming smiled. His handsome and graceful smile was like the blooming peach blossoms, but his laughter was as cold as the ten thousand-year-old ice, with a biting coldness. He looked at the young man with icy eyes and spoke every word. road:

"Chen Yan, the cold-faced magic sword, I will remember you."

Chen Yan was not threatened at all, his eyes were cold, and he replied in a dull tone:
  "Please come back."

Zhan Yuming looked at the young man coldly, said nothing, and turned back to the wine table.

Zhan Yuming gave in! ! !

Seeing this scene, I don’t know how many people couldn’t believe their eyes. Their eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

This is Zhan Yuming!
  Zhan Yuming, known as the youngest Taoist priest of Lingshan Taoist Sect, is the leading figure of the younger generation of Lingshan Taoist Sect!
  He actually had to retreat in front of the young man.

For a time, many martial arts practitioners in Lingzhou, including Lin Wan and Feng Chan, were filled with shock.

Situ Yun and Zhan Yuming, known as the twin stars of good and evil, were defeated by the cold-faced magic sword one after another... For a time, everyone at the table looked at the young man with deep awe.

Everyone can imagine that from today on, the name of the cold-faced magic sword will become completely famous and resound throughout the entire Wu Dynasty.

The young man's eyes were cold. Without Zhan Yuming and Qin Feilie, the two strongest people present, he glanced away. No one dared to look at him, and they lowered their heads.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Liu Laodao and Deng Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, no one wants a real conflict to break out. No matter what the outcome is, both sides will lose, and the real winner is the real culprit behind the scenes.

"Deng Hong."

The young man's cold tone sounded.

Deng Hong was startled, then suddenly became excited, immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully:
  "The humble position is here!"

The young man nodded slightly: "Go, take a clear inventory of everyone's origins, and make sure that no one is missing or missed."

"I humbly obey my orders!"

Deng Hong respectfully accepted the order, then turned around and ordered to the crossbowmen:
  "You are responsible for the east area."

"You guys are responsible for the west side."

"To the north of you..."

"you……"

Soon, one hundred crossbowmen were divided into four teams, respectively responsible for the four areas of the Flowing Water Feast.

Zhang San's location happened to be in charge of the team led by Deng Hong.

"Don't even move!"

"Throw the weapon to the ground!"

"Put your hands on the table!"

Zhang San did as he was told and even joked that even Zhan Yuming and Qin Feilie flinched. He was just a little martial artist with a second level of Qi and Blood. What qualifications did he have to resist Jian Tiansi?
  He is still the same tough-minded Feiyuwei.

How many years has it been...

It had been so many years since he had encountered such a tough Feiyu Guard, and Zhang San had forgotten or even despised the existence of Feiyu Guard.

To this day, the boy once again aroused everyone's fear of the Feiyu Guards.

Waiting for the inquiry honestly, Zhang San even had time to look around. Anyway, he was not an accomplice and had a clear conscience, so he didn't feel anything at all.

At this time, Zhang San suddenly noticed that a person at the same table had his head lowered and was motionless, looking quite strange.

This man looked to be in his forties, and it seemed that he had never spoken in the first place.

Zhang San suddenly felt alert and subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with this person.

"grown ups……"

Zhang Sangang was about to open his mouth to remind Deng Hong to pay attention to this person.

But the man who lowered his head suddenly raised his head and looked into Zhang San's eyes as if he felt something.

Zhang San was suddenly startled.

What a pair of eyes this is.

The eyes were red and bloodshot, like wild beasts, full of endless madness and rage.

At this time, Deng Hong also heard Zhang San's shouting. Just as he turned his head, he heard the man roar like a wild beast:
  "Roar!!!"

In an instant, the man's body suddenly shriveled up, his skin and face turned purple and black, and his veins grew like iron chains. His whole body seemed to be as much as two feet taller, and he rushed straight towards Zhang San!

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(End of this chapter)