Just after the red-haired saint spoke, the other people were about to echo, and they heard Zhang Yang sneer: "Are you ordering me? What are you? Old guy, you are the one who threatened me just now!"

The red-haired saint did not react for a moment, not only him, but everyone did not react. After a moment, everyone looked at Zhang Yang with some disbelief. Someone dared to scold the second saint after offending a saint-turned-up powerful man.

You should know that the red-haired saint is not as good as Qi Lin. He is the peak powerhouse in the middle stage of Qi absorption. Zhang Yang is crazy!

Although everyone has heard of Zhang Yang's reputation and knows that this guy is protecting his shortcomings and is arrogant, he never expected that Zhang Yang would be so rampant!

The red-haired saint was a little stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. It has been so many years, fifty or sixty years, and it seems that no one has scolded him for a long time.

For a moment, the red-haired saint's head was a little too hard to turn, and he said foolishly: "Are you scolding me?"

Zhang Yang sneered, punched Qi Lin and slapped Qi Lin into a big horse. He directly stepped on the head of a powerful man who entered the saint on the ground, and then he sneered: "I will scold you, can't you bite me!"

The red-haired saint finally woke up. Hearing this, he was furious and shouted: "Boy is crazy!"

After saying that, he punched him and woke up. This bastard actually scolded him just now, and he scolded him in front of so many people. He wanted to kill this bastard!

Zhang Yang laughed loudly when he saw this. Just when everyone was dizzy, he suddenly grabbed Qi Lin and blocked him. The red-haired saint was furious and the power of a punch could break through the sea. Qi Lin, who had just opened his eyes, saw a huge fist appearing in his mind. Before he could finish his thoughts, his chest hurt and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

The red-haired saint completely stunned Qi Lin, and the moment he flew out, he was still thinking in his mind. "The bastard who just hit me seemed to be a red-haired ghost."

Unfortunately, he was kicked by a big foot before he could come back to his senses. The feeling of flying just now disappeared. He tried hard to open his eyes to see who kicked him. When he saw the old face of the visitor, he immediately sprayed out another mouthful of blood.

This time he was not injured, but angry. A powerful man who became a saint was actually kicked by a guy who had escaped from the mortal world. He was extremely humiliated!

"Haha, the old guy is very expensive, do you want my dragon energy?" Hearing Qin Tian's joking words, Qi Lin couldn't breathe in his chest. He sprayed blood again and completely fainted.

Qin Tian laughed loudly, and the affliction in his heart just now was completely released. Without saying a word, he directly tapped Qi Linquan dozens of times, and raised the saint with one hand, with only one thought in his mind. "I actually captured a powerful saint alive and kicked his dick."

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Not to mention how proud Qin Tian was over there. The red-haired saint knocked Qi Lin away with a punch. He calmed down and did not take action again. He said with a gloomy face and coldly: "Zhang Yang, you are too presumptuous!"

Zhang Yang looked disdainful and sneered: "I'm arrogant? Why don't you say this when you bully me, Nanwuhui disciples? Old guy, don't rely on my seniority. I want to do something and I will accompany you!"

The red-haired saint was furious and just wanted to speak out and scold him, when he saw the fat and thin Venerables wink at him, he suppressed the anger in his heart and stopped talking with a gloomy face.

Zhang Yang saw all the little movements of the people. He glanced at them and sneered: "Old Gui Yun, Qinglong, do you want to avenge Qi Laogui?"

Yunfeng was so funny. Good guy, he called Mr. Yun when he was in a relationship, and when he was fine, he called Mr. Yun. Now he was unhappy and started calling Mr. Yun. This was the first time he had seen a saint-coming warrior so clearly distinguished and he was unwilling to suffer any loss.

Zhang Yang is really too direct, and it makes several powerful people who become saints unable to react. Although warriors are straightforward, it is rare to be like Zhang Yang who fights to death with a disagreement. There are not just such people, but such people will definitely not reach the level of saints.

But not only did this guy reach the level of sainthood, they also felt that this guy had entered the middle stage of Qi absorption. You should know that this was the level of sainthood. How long did he have just entered the level of sainthood? He actually broke through like this.

If they knew that Zhang Yang had reached the peak of Qi absorption, they would not know whether these people would completely collapse. So many of the strongest Madam Yuan present had just entered the late stage of Qi absorption. But this was only reached after she became the saint fifty years ago. Zhang Yang seemed to have only been in the saint for about half a year.

Qinglong had a bitter face. Although he had known that Zhang Yang's strength should not be weaker than him, he didn't expect this guy to have such strength. Last time they joined forces to kill Master Xunxing Valley, he was a little dissatisfied. Although Master Xunxing Valley was Zhang Yang's last kill, he also made great efforts at that time. In the end, only Zhang Yang knew about him in the martial arts world, and he was just a passerby character, how could he not make him jealous?

Later he became a saint. Although he heard that Zhang Yang also became a saint, he was still a little satisfied at that time. Since everyone had just become a saint, it was at most a good match.

But today Zhang Yang hit him hard. Qi Lin, who had been in the saint for twenty or thirty years, was beaten like a dead dog by him. The arrogant and arrogant red-haired ghost was scolded by him and even endured it.

Although Zhang Yang was rude to ask questions now, he had no capital to turn against him, so he had to hum a few words and perfunctorily pass by. After looking at Yun Feng, both of them looked bitter.

Seeing Zhang Yang's words separate two of them, the old woman's brows moved and said indifferently: "Zhang Yang, let's expose this matter today. Qi Lin was also punished. There are not many saints in the world. Have you let him go?"

Zhang Yang sneered immediately, glanced at the old woman like an idiot, and sneered: "Old Madam, are you not awake or have you had a brain problem? Do you think I am the idiot who lets the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Mrs. Yuan was not angry either. She naturally knew that Zhang Yang was not something she could speak in a few words. However, they and Qi Lin were nominal allies after all, and it would be ridiculous if they ignored him. Since Zhang Yang did not agree, she would not say much. Seeing that Yunlong was about to spit out a bead, she didn't want to cause more trouble.

The fat and thin Venerable on the side ignored this matter at all. It doesn’t matter whether Zhang Yang or not hesitate to release Qi Lin or others. After all, Guoan and Guangwumen are not friendly. Moreover, the purpose of their cooperation with Qi Lin and others was to compete with those people. Now Qi Lin is seriously injured, even if Zhang Yang lets him go, it will be of no use to them.

These people are very realistic. We are not close friends, but small circles formed for common interests. Now Qi Lin is finished, and they don’t want to provoke Zhang Yang for no reason.

Zhang Yang had long seen that these people would definitely not stand up for Qi Lin. Seeing this, he sneered in his heart. He looked back at Qin Tian who was dragging Qi Lin back like a dead dog and said, "Old Qin, you guys go back first. This old thing is ready for me. I don't believe who dares to steal my prisoners."

Qin Tian and others looked clear, knowing that Zhang Yang and the powerful people who entered the saint must have stayed for the green round bead. If they were not strong enough, they would not stay and interfere. Moreover, there is a powerful person who entered the saint waiting for them to go back to repair it. This is a rare good job in a century, so how could they stay and interfere with such a fatal thing?

"Then let's go first, be careful." Qin Tian glanced at the saints, and dragged Qi Lin and left quickly.

The saints saw their eyebrows trembling when they treated Qi Lin, and their hearts were even colder. Good guys are a saint, not a pig, and these guys don't take the saint seriously.

Even if they really captured a powerful saint, the first thing they thought was to kill him. If they didn't want to kill him, they would definitely be offering delicious food and drink. How could they treat him like Qin Tian and others like this?

When he thought of these people looking at Zhang Yang's face, something was wrong. Even if Qi Lin survived this time, he would not have the shame to be in the martial arts world. This face was completely disgraceful. A powerful man who became a saint was captured by a Tuofan. If this was spread, he would probably not even have the shame to see anyone.

"Ahem, Zhang Yang, what are you going to deal with Qi Lin?" Seeing that everyone was stalemate for a moment, Yun Feng had to speak out to interrupt the silent atmosphere.

Among these people, he is familiar with Qinglong and Zhang Yang. Now Qinglong pretends to die and refuses to speak, so he naturally has to speak. Qi Lin has become a thing of the past. Now these people must be thinking about Zhang Yang being shortlisted, but they are not familiar with Zhang Yang, so Yun Feng has to be the pioneer.

How could Zhang Yang not see what the people were thinking? Hearing the words, he laughed: "Don't worry about this, let's talk about the dragon qi?"

After saying that, Zhang Yang grabbed the confined dragon energy in the sky, squinted his eyes and smiled at the few people, "Everyone, how can we divide it?"

The eyebrows of the few people trembled. This guy was so shameless. He had already snatched more than ten dragon energy, and those from the Nanwu Association also snatched more than twenty. Unexpectedly, he now had the idea of ​​these dragon energy again.

Mrs. Yuan and others looked at each other, and finally Fat Venerable said, "There are thirty-two dragon energy here, and we have seven of them in total. How do you think we should divide it?"

Zhang Yang smiled and glanced at the red-haired saint who had been dark and silent, saying, "It seems that it's more than that. The dragon energy of the semi-saint who had seized the most dragon energy at the beginning was not included, right?"

The red-haired saint could no longer hold it back and said furiously when he heard this, "It's too much! I killed that person. Do you still want to steal my spoils!"

Zhang Yang's face turned dark and he snorted: "You are the ones you killed? The people who are from the martial arts learning Guoan have taken away a lot of dragon energy. I will kill them one by one later. Will their dragon energy belong to me?"

As soon as these words were said, the Fat Skinny Venerable and Mrs. Yuan changed their faces, and the atmosphere became stalemate again. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!