The First Saint of Alchemy

"It's your left hand's turn!"

Everyone else's eyes widened in shock at this moment. Who is this young man? In just one breath, he beat the third child until he was unable to fight back?

"Crack!" There was another crisp sound of bones breaking, and everyone felt their hearts, livers and lungs trembling wildly.

In a flash of lightning, Tang Yan cut off Lao San's hands and feet.

An expert at the eighth level of Huang rank was actually vulnerable to this young man!

Everyone has no doubt that if Lao San hadn't struck first, I'm afraid Lao San wouldn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Ah!" The third child finally felt the severe pain at this moment and screamed heartbreakingly.

"Don't scream in a hurry, there's still one left!" Tang Yan said calmly, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing. He raised his foot again and kicked Lao San deep into his legs.

"Poof!" No one knew whether this was the sound of an egg breaking, but all the men, including Chang Ying, felt a chill between their legs.

"Ah!" The third child screamed again, shaking his head and fainting.

"Uncle, am I qualified to steal your things?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"Gulu——" Qing Lang swallowed hard at this time.

Although his strength was already at the first level of the Xuan level, he was able to cripple Lao San in a single encounter. Such a feat was something he thought he couldn't do. So how terrifying is the strength of this young man in front of him?

Moreover, this kid was so ruthless that even though he was used to a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife, he still felt frightened.

However, this young man's strength did not seem to have reached Xuan level. Qing Lang calmed down and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Little brother, as the saying goes, a gentleman does not take away what others like. Since this White Wolf King was killed by me Of course it belongs to me. If you want it, you can pay for it. If you want to take it away by force, I'm afraid the knife behind my back won't agree. "

Although Qing Lang's attitude at this moment was still tough, it no longer had the initial arrogance.

This kid who came out of nowhere has such terrifying strength. In addition, standing next to him is Wan Fei, whose strength has reached the second level of the Xuan level. If there really is a fight, even if his side wins, he can only win. It was a tragic victory.

"Fuck you!" Tang Yan scolded angrily: "Didn't you listen to what I just said? This White Wolf King is my pet. Since you admit that you killed him, then you should pay compensation.

A third-level spiritual beast that understands human nature, understands human language, and listens to my command is extremely valuable. I am a Bodhisattva-hearted person and I don’t want you to pay too much. Thirty million taels of silver will suffice. "

puff!

Qing Lang felt like vomiting blood.

He is usually arrogant and domineering, and everyone secretly calls him arrogant and unreasonable. But let the heaven and earth judge, who is unreasonable compared to the guy in front of me?

The White Wolf King is his pet? When his pet died, he wasn't sad at all, but instead dug up the animal's core?

In the end, he had to ask himself to compensate him, and he actually dared to ask for thirty million taels of silver! Do you think this is spoken in human language?

If I had thirty million taels of silver, why would I risk my life and come all the way here?

"It seems that little brother is not willing to give me this face." Qing Lang was not a good person, and Tang Yan's attitude also aroused the blood in his heart. He gritted his teeth and snorted: "Since you insist on this, then don't It’s my fault for not giving you face, brothers, come on!”

The remaining four people felt quite complicated. Originally, there were only Wan Fei and Chang Ying on the opposite side. They thought they had a chance to win and felt no pressure in their hearts.

But this kid suddenly popped up and killed the third child in one encounter. Others don't know Lao San's strength, but do they know that Lao San is a genuine eighth-grade yellow-level master.

With such terrifying strength, who among them would dare to risk their lives and rush over?

Wan Fei on the side, although she has been seriously injured, is a genuine second-grade Xuan level master, and she is not something they can compete with.

"Second, fourth, and fifth, let's kill this kid together, and I'll kill the woman! Xiaoliu, go and kill Changying, let's fight quickly!" After all, they were brothers who had cooperated for many years, Qing Lang quickly issued the order.

"Kill!" After hearing the order, three people immediately ran towards Tang Yan.

Faced with the three attacks, Tang Yan did not panic. I fought with more than a thousand wolves before, and I'm still alive today, right?

Moreover, Tang Yan had a huge advantage in terms of strength and skills.

After taking a breath of energy, Tang Yan didn't even use any martial arts, and chose the fighting skills honed among wolves.

"Bang bang bang!" Tang Yan punched three times in a row. The first punch hit a person's wrist, blocking his attack. Then he moved forward quickly and punched the second person as fast as lightning, heading straight for the person. throat.

The throat is a vital part of the human body. After being punched hard by Tang Yan, the man had fainted, but Tang Yan still punched him in the heart again without hesitation.

This is not a redundant move, but an experience learned from fighting against a pack of wolves.

Many wolves in a battle, if they sense that the opponent is very strong, will lie on the ground and pretend to be dead after receiving a blow, and then take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and wait for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

Tang Yan, who had suffered a loss before, would naturally not be fooled again, so the second brother who was the first to rush over lay on the ground not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The fourth child on the side had also reached behind Tang Yan and slashed straight at him with a heavy knife.

Tang Yan looked like he had eyes on his back. He stepped diagonally back on his Phantom Step, and appeared strangely behind Lao Si.

"Bang bang bang!" Three more punches hit the vital part of the fourth child. The fourth child vomited blood and lay straight on the ground.

The two masters were no match for the young man. The old man who wanted to rush over was shaking.

"Don't hesitate, lie down and rest!" Tang Yan was as fast as lightning, and knocked the old man unconscious with a few heavy punches.

Others were also quietly observing the situation on Tang Yan's side. This young man who suddenly appeared added many unstable factors to the situation that the Blue Wolf Group was sure to win.

When they saw that Tang Yan defeated the three masters of the Blue Wolf Group in a few rounds, the expressions of the two sides showed a strong contrast.

Chang Ying and Wan Fei, who was called aunt by Tang Yan, were naturally overjoyed. The only two people left in the Blue Wolf Group had a gray face.

With such a terrifying person, how can this battle be fought?

"Uncle, are you going to pay 30 million?" Tang Yan dealt with the three people, and then sat aside and shouted: "Looking at your poor appearance, I guess you can't afford it."

Hearing Tang Yan's words, the Blue Wolf was so depressed that he couldn't express it in words. Where did this pervert come from? How did he run into his gun?

"Since you don't have money to pay, you can only pay with your life. Auntie, although you are injured, you still have strength. Don't be afraid. You can definitely beat him. Show your momentum. Look at the right three-point point of the blue wolf. Is there a hole? Hit there hard."