"Valley Master Song, you didn't expect that your opponent would be me, right?" Yuan Chengfang played with the thunder punishment staff in his hand and said with a smile. Song Qi'an's expression remained unchanged and said: "Do you think I will be afraid of you if there is a fake immortal weapon?"

"Haha." Yuan Chengfang laughed and said, "When you see the true power of the Thunder Punishment Staff, I believe you will be afraid. Valley Master Song, it is not too late to surrender now. As long as you hand over Leng Xuan and the others, our Shengxue Sect will

Leave Feixian Valley immediately and I will never harass you again. How about that?" Song Qi'an said coldly: "I said, they are not here with me. They are neither my friends nor my disciples. I don't need to protect you.

They, not to mention... Huh, do you think I don't understand what you want to do? Even if I really hand them over to you, you won't let me go to Feixian Valley."

"Valley Master Song, you are indeed a smart man. Unfortunately, it's your bad luck that's to blame." Yuan Chengfang sneered.

"Master, let me help you." At this time, Zhao Yan rushed over. However, before she could reach Song Qi'an, she was stopped by a person, "Little girl, your opponent is me."

Seeing Yanchuan appearing on the opposite side, Zhao Yan's face changed slightly. She bit her silver teeth, danced the sword in her hand, and attacked Yanchuan.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Looking at Zhao Yan who was approaching quickly, Yanchuan sneered. Then, he saw a flash of light in his hand, and a slender sword immediately appeared in his hand. The sword was shorter than an ordinary sword.

Half of the sword was very thin, like a sharp steel needle. Yanchuan held the slender sword in his hand and flicked his wrist. The sword immediately shot out and turned into a beam of brilliant silver light.

Submerged into the air.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan felt a huge force coming from her hand. Before she could react, she heard a 'click' and the sword in her hand had broken into pieces.

"Another fake immortal weapon?" Seeing Zhao Yan defeated with one move, Song Qi'an's expression finally changed. He looked at Yuan Chengfang and said in a deep voice: "When did the Holy Snow God Sect become so generous? They actually gave

I have given you so many fake immortal weapons." Yuan Chengfang smiled and said: "Master Song Valley, I think what you care about is not this, but the life of your apprentice. If you don't make a decision, your apprentice will only die."

Seeing Zhao Yan who was forced to retreat continuously, Song Qi'an's eyes suddenly flashed with worry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let her go, I surrender. Everything in Feixian Valley belongs to your Shengxue Sect.

Including the Ten Thousand Spirits Well, isn't it just for the Ten Thousand Spirits Well that you are using this excuse to attack me in Feixian Valley?"

"Okay, Valley Master Song is really happy." Yuan Chengfang laughed and immediately called out to Yanchuan. Then, with a flick of his hand, a red chain flew directly to Song Qi'an's side. Seeing the red chain

, Song Qi'an's expression changed, and he sighed secretly. "Song Valley Master, you should know what to do." Yuan Chengfang's voice came slowly.

"Master, don't..." Zhao Yan said quickly. Song Qi'an shook his head, did not speak, and just opened his hands. Suddenly, the red chain was automatically wrapped around Song Qi'an's body.
Chapter completed!