Peach Fortune Ring

"Chu Fan is back!"

The news quickly spread to everyone in the world as the warriors in Fenghua Town traveled around.

Hearing the news, Qin Yingxiong couldn't help being taken aback: "How dare he come back? Isn't this sending him to death?"

The heads of the Wang and Zhou families were also very surprised.

At the same time, they all gathered at the Chu family's mansion.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the number of warriors gathered around the Chu Mansion reached several thousand.

And Song Yan also took Wu Yuntong and Wei Le through the town to the front of the Chu Mansion. They were not blocked or attacked by Zhu's warriors along the way, and it seemed that they were not worried that Song Yan would escape.

Stopping in front of the Chu Mansion, Song Yan's eyes fell on the empty place where the plaque was placed, and his eyes narrowed again.

"My nephew!"

Just then, a voice sounded.

Then I saw a person coming out of the crowd, it was Qin Yingxiong.

"Patriarch Qin!"

Song Yan was a little surprised, he didn't expect Qin Yingxiong to show up at this time.

"Hey, you shouldn't show up, as the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood!" Qin Yingxiong sighed, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Thank you for reminding me." Song Yan said lightly, and then walked towards the open gate of Chu Mansion, Wu Yuntong and Wei Le followed closely behind him.

On the martial arts arena in the Chu Mansion, dozens of people were already standing there waiting for Song Yan, and the leaders were two warriors gathering talismans.

Seeing Song Yan's appearance, cruel smiles appeared on the faces of the two leading talisman warriors.

One of them took a step forward and said with a teasing smile: "Little mouse, why don't you run away?"

Song Yan glanced at the other party lightly, and said slowly: "Where is Zhu Zhenyue, I'm already here, why should he be a coward and dare not come out to see me?"

"presumptuous!"

The talisman warrior was furious, he raised his hand and punched Song Yan.

"Since he doesn't dare to come out, then I'll charge some interest first!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan suddenly pointed out a finger.

A fiery red light shot out from between his fingers, directly crashing into the opponent's fist.

"boom!"

The strength of the fist exploded, and the fiery red light shot out, easily piercing through the eyebrows of the talisman-gathering warrior.

Ordinary talisman warriors are equivalent to Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Now Song Yan has the strength of a distraction cultivator even if he only uses an ordinary talisman, so it is too easy to kill an ordinary talisman.

"Pfft!"

Seeing his companion's body falling to the sky, and the other Mingjufu's face full of confusion, he couldn't believe it was real.

Zhu Zhenyue, who continued to stay in the Patriarch's other courtyard, also saw this scene through his spiritual sense, and his expression was also stunned. How could this evil species be so powerful?

As for the other Yang Gods, they were shocked and inexplicably shocked when they saw Song Yan's strength!

[Author's digression]: The third update is complete

The first thousand and 510 chapter six twelve iron guards

The first thousand and 510 chapter six twelve iron guards

Chu Mansion, on the martial arts arena.

Even the Yangshen warriors in the dark were astonished by Song Yan's one-shot kill of Zhu's Ju family's talisman warriors. As for the group of Fenghua town warriors outside the mansion, they had limited eyesight, so they couldn't tell that Song Yan killed a congregational warrior. Fu Wu Zhe guessed in his heart that that person should be a Yuan Dan Wu Zhe.

On the contrary, Qin Yingxiong was quite knowledgeable, and vaguely guessed that the other party was a talisman warrior.

Song Yan's voice sounded again: "Zhu Zhenyue, the young master has already come, why don't you show up, do you like to be a turtle, or are you a turtle yourself!"

"Little bastard, you are presumptuous!"

Accompanied by a majestic voice, Zhu Zhenyue came side by side with an old man, and behind them were twelve Talisman Gathering Warriors wearing armor and carrying heavy swords.

"Who are you scolding, old bastard?" Song Yan pouted disapprovingly.

"court death!"

Zhu Zhenyue's eyes turned cold, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice: "The Twelve Iron Guards obey the order and use all their strength to kill this son!"

He didn't want to talk too much with "Chu Fan", because he was worried that if the other party knew his true identity, if it was leaked, it would not only make the Zhu family a joke, but also make the current King Jin hateful.

The Twelve Iron Guards are killing machines cultivated by the Zhu family. They all practice the king-grade kung fu "Blood Flame Jue", and they wear divine armor worth millions of gold. It is difficult to break through their defenses. At the same time, the heavy swords in their hands are black iron soldiers worth tens of millions, and the twelve iron guards are more proficient in a special combined attack formation.

Therefore, the Twelve Iron Guards teamed up to fight the Yang God Warrior.

"Yes!"

The twelve iron guards responded in unison, and then flew out one by one, landing around Song Yan, and surrounded him, Wu Yuntong and Wei Le together.

"The two of them have nothing to do with this matter, how about letting them quit?" Song Yan looked at Zhu Zhenyue and said.

"Master, this subordinate is willing to advance and retreat with you!" Wu Yuntong resolutely said.

"My lord, Le'er is willing to live and die with you!" Wei Le hesitated slightly, obviously at this point, she could only stand by Song Yan's side.

"No, your cultivation base is too weak, staying by my side will only add to the chaos!" Song Yan shook his head, he didn't want to activate the formation yet, otherwise, he wasn't sure to keep them all.

He planned to kill Zhu Zhenyue and the Yangshen old man beside him first, and then activate the formation to deal with the other four Yangshen warriors.

"Let them go!"

Zhu Zhenyue opened his mouth, one Yuan Dan and one Shenhai have no effect on the overall situation at all.

"Get out!"

Song Yan said again.

"Master be careful."

"My lord, you must survive!" Wei Le also said, but he was a little relieved in his heart. The twelve iron guards put a lot of pressure on her, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.