Thirty-one nine-stars were defeated, and one one-star war emperor died here.

This is the strength of the top ten heroes of Qinghai!

No wonder the one-armed old man repeatedly told him to be careful of these ten people at the beach.

At first he was a little unconcerned.

It's not an old monster, it's a living fossil, how strong can it be?

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized that it was even scarier than what the one-armed old man said.

He also didn't expect to meet the top ten heroes of Qinghai so soon.

And I met two more.

The previous physical changes of the strong young man must have been caused by some kind of forbidden technique.

"What a scary bunch of guys."

Qin Feiyang muttered in a low voice, took a deep breath, and then turned into a stream of light and flew towards Wang Zicheng and the two.

The blood mist on the two men was dissipating.

The young man's 100-foot-long body also shrank rapidly, and finally returned to his normal height.

His demeanor also looked slightly older than before.

Obviously.

His forbidden technique also comes at the cost of blood and lifespan.

Whoosh!

Qin Feiyang landed next to Wang Zicheng, shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you are the famous Ten Heroes of Qinghai."

"you do not know?"

The strong young man was surprised.

Qin Feiyang shook his head.

The young man said: "This is strange. Isn't Wang Zicheng's relationship with you very good? He didn't tell you?"

"I'm afraid of scaring him."

Wang Zicheng snorted coldly.

Qin Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think I'm scared? But then again, are you planning something secretly by hiding me like this?"

"possible."

"Let me tell you, he is very unreliable. Don't trust him easily. Otherwise, you will have to count the money for him when he sells you."

The young strong man sneered without hesitation.

Wang Zicheng immediately glared angrily and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense here and damage my reputation."

"cut."

"Do you still have a reputation? Ridiculous."

The strong young man raised his middle finger with a look of contempt on his face.

Qin Feiyang finally figured out that these two people were enemies, and then turned around and walked to the side of the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man raised his head hard and stared at Qin Feiyang and the others, his eyes full of resentment.

Qin Feiyang said lightly: "Although your current appearance is different from Guo Xiangzhong, I can confirm that you are Guo Xiangzhong, the steward of the Qilin tribe."

"How do you know?"

Guo Xiangzhong said gloomily.

Qin Feiyang smiled lightly and said: "Because you have my eyeliner in your Qilin tribe, and this eyeliner's status in the Qilin tribe is not low."

"who?"

Guo Xiangzhong was surprised and suspicious.

"No comment, but one day in the future, you will meet him in the underworld."

"Answer me a question now. As long as you are willing to answer truthfully, I will give you a pleasure."

"The person who attacked me last night, was it you?"

Qin Feiyang said.

"you guess."

Guo Xiangzhong grinned, looking quite ferocious.

Qin Feiyang looked at him deeply, turned to look at Wang Zicheng and Wang Zicheng, and said with a smile: "He is your prey, you deal with him!"

Wang Zicheng glanced at the old man in white and said: "Just throw it into the sea to feed the fish, but..."

Speaking of which.

He chuckled and flew towards the white-haired old man like lightning, his target being the white-haired old man's Qiankun bag.

"Don't even think about it!"

Almost at the same time, the young strong man shouted violently, and his big hand like a leaf fan quickly reached out and grabbed Wang Zicheng's arm.

"He was crippled by me. The Qiankun Bag should naturally belong to me. What are you trying to grab?"

Wang Zicheng said angrily.

"Without me confronting him head-on, how could you find a chance to destroy him?"

The strong young man snorted and threw Wang Zicheng out like a ball.

Follow closely.

He stepped forward and snatched away the white-haired old man's Qiankun bag.

"Hate it!"

"To think that I, a majestic war emperor, was defeated at the hands of three yellow-haired boys, I am not willing to accept it!"

The white-haired old man roared in grief and anger.

"You will have to die if you don't give in!"

The strong young man's eyes turned cold and he kicked down. The white-haired old man's head exploded like a watermelon on the spot.

Qin Feiyang was secretly speechless.

This guy is more cruel than Wang Zicheng.

What's even more frightening is that although this man has well-developed limbs, his mind is not simple at all.

"You're such a big bull, you've gone too far!"

At this time.

Wang Zicheng, who was thrown out by the young strong man, came roaring with anger.

"how?"

"Still want to fight?"

"With your current condition, even if you show off all your special skills, you still have no chance of winning."

The strong young man lowered his head, looking into the white-haired old man's Qiankun bag, and snorted coldly.

"OK."

"I am unlucky today."

"Let's wait and see who can have the last laugh."

Wang Zicheng glared at him fiercely, then sat aside and closed his eyes to recover from his injuries.

"Afraid of you?"

The young strong man looked at him disdainfully and continued to check the Qiankun bag.

After a while.

He raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You are so young, but you don't even have a decent treasure. It's really disappointing."

After saying that, he took a big hand and crushed the Qiankun bag. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, took a healing pill, and started to heal his injuries.

"kindness?"

Qin Feiyang looked surprised.

He captured that the healing pill taken by the young strong man actually had five pill lines!

He walked up to Wang Zicheng and asked quietly, "Brother Wang, is this friend of yours an alchemist?"

"Does he look like an alchemist to you?"

Wang Zicheng rolled his eyes at him.
To be continued...