As soon as Zhuque said that, the people from the Suiren tribe and the Wu Sect secretly focused their guards to prevent Yang Xian and Wu Hu from attacking.

Because Zhuque's words were very stiff, most people thought that if they had changed their words, they would have to take action no matter what. But what surprised everyone was that after hearing Zhuque's words, Yang Xian did not start a sudden attack, but instead smiled slightly and said with a high sound, "Of course we are not threatening you. Since you refuse to let go of my friend, we can only give up. It's just that God has the virtue of living. We just hope that you can give him a way out and not kill him."

"What are these two people doing?" Zhuque certainly didn't believe that Yang Xian and Wu Hu would just let it go. Zhuque felt that Yang Xian and Wu Hu would definitely attack everyone when everyone was relaxed. But what surprised Zhuque was that after Yang Xian finished speaking, he seemed to have no intention of taking action. He just shook the red bone-stained golden fan in his hand with a thud, and slapped it up like many literati and poets.

"Why is this person so perverted? He is so fragrant on the fan."

After Yang Xian's fan shook open, Zhuque and others felt a strange fragrance coming to their faces.

Just when Zhuque and others felt that a big man was very perverted with such a fan, Yang Xian looked at Zhuque very elegantly and asked, "I wonder where Master Zhao is?"

"Our boss is resting inside." As the saying goes, he doesn't hit the smiling person. Although Zhuque felt that Yang Xian was very annoying, he still answered Yang Xian's question when he saw that Yang Xian's attitude was so good.

"Resting in the treasure cave? No wonder the legendary immortals regard magic weapons as their lives." Yang Xian and Wu Xi looked at each other and smiled.

"It should be almost time." After smiling at each other, Wu Hu, dressed in a military general, looked at Yang Xian and asked.

"It's time." After hearing Wu Hu's words, Yang Xian looked at Zhuque and others with a weird smile.

"When is it?" Pang Taiju didn't understand what these two people meant, and couldn't help but ask Zhang Changsheng and Lin Yiren beside him in a low voice.

"How do we know that these two people are talking inexplicably. Maybe both of them have brain problems."

Zhang Changsheng and Lin Yiren thought so. Before they could produce it, Yang Xian and Wu Hu seemed to hear Pang Taiju's words and laughed proudly. "It's time to deal with you if you don't want toast. It's time to deal with you."

"Do you do something to solve us?" Zhuque laughed silently. Before he could speak, Qiudao of the Suiren tribe had already laughed out loud, "Did you two eat the wrong thing and have damaged your brain?"

"It's so sad. I don't know when I die."

Yang Xian looked at Qiudao with a cold smile, and pointed his finger, and a serpent-like lightning shot towards Qiu's head.

"Just because of you two, you also want to use martial arts on Jindou Island?" Yang Xian's spell looked inconspicuous, and almost everyone ignored it.

"how so?"

Everyone thought that Qiushou would easily block Yang Xian's spell attack, and then if Yang Xian dared to take action, everyone would be polite. But what surprised everyone was that Qiushou only let out a scream and was hit by the lightning lightning from Yang Xian.

The lightning flashed everywhere, and the head and eyes were wide open. He fell backwards without pursing his eyes.

No one expected that his strength was close to that of the Chaos True Immortal. He was a little more powerful than the Vermillion Bird, but he was killed by Yang Xian's thunder spell.

"You actually committed an offense on Jindou Island!"

The Suiren tribe and the Wumen did not expect that Qiushou did not use the magic to resist, and died in Yang Xian's hands just after a meeting. He couldn't help but be excited and started to pick up magic tricks.

"Haha, can you still cast spells?"

Zhuque and others thought that so many people could kill the two guys by spitting out a mouthful of saliva. But what surprised everyone was that when they pinched the magic trick, everyone found that their Taoist power was scattered in the meridians and could not be condensed at all.

"Damn! There is something wrong with the fragrance on his fan!" Xiao Ping reacted first.

"That's right." Yang Xian fired a lightning flash and knocked away a member of the Suiren who was rushing towards him with great grief and anger, and said with a smug smile. "Tianfuluo has only bloomed once in a thousand years, and it only took a short moment to bloom. If you can smell the fragrance of Tianfuluo pollen, you should die without regrets."

"Tian Fuluo? I didn't expect that he had collected pollen from this kind of cross-flower." The two elders of the Suiren tribe gasped and immediately waved their hands to stop all the sad and angry Suiren tribe members to prevent them from going up to die again. The two elders were like everyone else, and could not understand why Yang Xian could make everyone unable to gather the power of Tao without realizing it, but now they all understand.

Because the two knew that Tian Fuluo was a strange flower growing in the wilderness, the pollen of this strange flower had a miraculous effect that could not condense the magic power of any level of cultivator. However, this kind of strange flower was not only rare, but it only bloomed once every ten thousand years, and it only took a few fingers to bloom. Therefore, it was difficult to collect pollen when Tian Fuluo was in full bloom. However, Yang Xian didn't know how to get Tian Fuluo's pollen, and he didn't know what antidote to prevent him from being affected. However, the people of the Suiren tribe and the Wumen were obsessed.

"You are the peacock King Kong Xuan who follows Zhao Gongming. You are not quite arrogant just now, why don't you speak now?" When Yang Xian saw that all the Suiren tribe and the Wu Sect stopped, he couldn't help but look at Zhuque proudly and smiled. Yang Xian thought Zhuque was the peacock King, so he called Zhuque the peacock King Kong Xuan.

"Your methods are so clever, I want to call your grandpa as your biological father. What else do I have to say?" When did Zhuque surrender? Seeing Yang Xian looking at him, Zhuque replied immediately.

"Call me grandpa? What a peacock king with sharp teeth!"

Yang Xuan's head was not bad, and he suddenly understood that Zhuque was taking advantage of himself. However, after hearing this, Yang Xian did not kill Zhuque immediately. Instead, he looked at Zhuque and smiled: "You want to deliberately anger us so that we can kill you, right? But I won't let you die so easily. I will cure you well after a while."

"m/lgbd." Zhuque glanced at Yang Xian with a blank look, and his expression was not caring at all, but he was secretly anxious. It doesn't matter if he died, he could still be reborn anyway, but everyone in the Wu Sect only had one life. If he died, he would not be able to survive. What's more, Zhao Lingjun is still in there now. If Yang Xian and Wu Huo rushed in at this time, it would be a big problem.

"Don't you just want to save your friend Jizhe? We just let him go, you don't have to be so cruel." Pang Taiju also had the same idea as Zhuque in his heart, so although he knew that Yang Xian was so cunning, it was unlikely that he would let everyone go, but in order to delay the time, Pang Taiju still spoke.

"Character? Who is he?" Yang Xian and Wu Feng were really stunned by Pang Taiju's words.

"Aren't the friends you want to save? "Aren't you a shrew Jesus?" As soon as Yang Xian and Wu Hu said, almost everyone was stunned.

"Just, our friend is Yuan Hong, where is the croaker?" Yang Xian looked at Pang Taiju and began to suspect Pang Taiju and began to suspect Pang Taiju was deliberately mingling with him.

"Yuan Hong?" The Wumen was stunned.

If Yang Xian hadn't killed the two members of the Suiren tribe, Pang Taiju might have been unable to help but shout, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. You can first remove the flower poison of Tianfuluo in our place, and we will discuss with the boss immediately and release Yuan Hong."

"What are you pretending? Do you think I'm as easy as you do?" Yang Xian and Wu Feng thought that the expressions of the Wu Sect were all pretending, and they were both angry and funny for a moment.

Just as Yang Xian and Wu Hu were amused and crying, they wanted to kill some people from the Wu Sect first, leaving Zhuque and others to question them, and then go in to deal with Zhao Lingjun, a burst of footsteps came from the treasure cave, as if many people were walking towards the gate at the entrance of the cave.

"Boss will be done so soon?"

"It's less than two hours, boss is so fast?"

For a moment, what emerged in Zhuque and others' minds was not "rescue" but full of such thoughts.
Chapter completed!