When Zhang Nan arrived at the starting point, the warriors of the ancient Song Kingdom were still confronting the demons. After a few glances, Zhang Nan briefly analyzed the situation between the two sides.

There were many people in the ancient Song Dynasty, with about 200 people, and they were basically warriors above the third level, and there were four innate realms. On the opposite side, there were only about thirty demons, and they were obviously demons in the lower realm. With such a power comparison, if a head-on confrontation is conquered, the demons can be destroyed in an instant. However, the three princes were pinched by the demons.

"Why did someone come?" A congenital warrior was very dissatisfied and even more anxious when he saw Zhang Nan.

Zhang Nandao: "It's not a fight to pay the ransom. Isn't it enough for one person?"

Several people were able to see each other in the innate realm.

In their opinion, the Jianlou may take measures, but the so-called ransom cannot be paid.

One person couldn't help but say, "Really? What they want is a seventh-grade spiritual weapon!"

"I'll give it to it." Zhang Nan shrugged: "I asked this question just now."

Several innate realms looked at each other again, and came up with the same guess as A Zhong in his heart. They all thought this was Zhang Nan's strategy and wanted to confuse the demons. They couldn't see through Zhang Nan's realm, and they guessed that this must be a not-famous five-level powerhouse, specifically to save several princes.

The demons naturally thought of what they thought of, but the demons didn't care, and they didn't want to do this business either.

"Who are you from Jianlou?" the demon leader asked from far away.

"I am not a person in the sword tower, so I came here to visit friends." Zhang Nandao.

The demon leader frowned.

They were thinking about Yin Jian Tower, and there was an outsider, and it was a bit difficult to deal with later.

"We trade with the Sword Tower, what are you going to do!" The demon leader angrily rebuked: "Get back, come and change the Sword Tower, otherwise we will kill people."

"Don't worry, it's just a spiritual weapon that's not the same as anyone coming." Zhang Nan asked without panic, "The spiritual weapon is here with me. Are anyone here to inspect the goods?"

The demons were a little confused.

If Zhang Nan said that he would have handed over someone and the other hand, there might be something wrong with him. But now he asked them to send someone directly to inspect the goods, it would seem to be true. Although the spiritual weapon has grades, there are many ways to verify the authenticity, and even if the realm is low, there are ways to confirm it.

The three princes, Zhao Zhong, Zhao Xiao and Zhao Li, looked at each other with suspicion.

They wanted to be saved, but they knew their own weight. They exchanged the seventh-grade spiritual weapon, let alone the Sword Tower, even the ancient Song Kingdom would not agree. They thought to themselves that the Sword Tower would either give up on them, and the demons wanted to create opportunities to rob them.

"Boss, Jianlou is serious this time?" A demon asked in a low voice.

The leader thought about it and replied in a low voice: "You go and check it first, then confirm it."

"Okay." The demon nodded and walked out.

Several innate warriors in the ancient Song Dynasty were nervous, and one of them asked anxiously, "Sir, what are you planning to do?"

"Show him the spiritual weapon." Zhang Nan stepped forward to greet him.

The warriors were also confused. Are they going to play really? They really wanted to use spiritual weapons to redeem people.

Zhang Nan and the demon walked between the two camps.

"Where is the spiritual weapon?" asked the demon.

"What about this?" Zhang Nan showed the end of the Qikang ruler from his arms: "You can check it, but you can't leave it to you before the transaction, I have to hold it."

"I dare to lie to me, I can't spare you." The demon didn't care about what Zhang Nan was at all, nor did he think he would take out a real spiritual weapon. However, since he wanted to check it, he should be a little serious.

If the human warriors verify spiritual weapons, if the realm is not enough, they need to use some tools. But if they are replaced by demons, it will be much simpler.

The demon cut his fingers, squeezed out a drop of blood, and threw them onto the Seven Killing Ruler.

Bloodline is the basis for demons’ power and their advantage. If you want to verify spiritual weapons, demon blood is also useful.

Spiritual weapons are made by human race and are not suitable for use by demons. The more advanced the spiritual weapons, the more repulsive they are. When the lower-grade spiritual weapons drip on, blood will burn; medium-grade spiritual weapons will spark and bounce blood away; if the higher-grade spiritual weapons...

Huh...

With a light sound, the drop of blood was like a drop of water falling on the burning red iron, which suddenly turned into steam.

"Ah?" The demon was stunned. He squeezed out a few drops of blood, and used some techniques to drip it onto the Qikang ruler.

With a few hissing sounds, the blood evaporated again. And this time, there was a strange wailing sound during the evaporation, as if something was howling in pain.

"This, this is really..."

The demon was stupid.

"How is it?" the demon leader asked from afar.

Others were far away, and no one saw the situation here.

"Boss!" The demon turned around and shouted: "They are really playing!"

The demon leader was stunned.

The warriors of the ancient Song Dynasty were stunned.

The princes were stunned.

No one would have thought that Zhang Nan would take out a real spiritual weapon.

"what to do?"

"It's really a top-grade spiritual weapon..."

The demons all struggled a little, and even the leader was no exception.

They can't use the human race's seventh-grade spiritual weapon, but the value is there, and they have to be moved.

"How is it? Will you change?" Zhang Nan smiled and said, "I believe in your sincerity. You can put down this spiritual weapon and come and get it yourself. After you get the spiritual weapon, you can release it."

"no!"

The warriors of the ancient Song Dynasty burst into opposition.

When they saw that they really wanted to exchange the seventh-grade spiritual weapons, these warriors couldn't help but scold Zhang Nan for being idiot. The seventh-grade spiritual weapons and the prince were in front of them. Is it necessary to choose? At least if they were asked to choose, they would rather betray their master than embezzle the spiritual weapons.

"What's wrong, are you looking for death?" The eldest prince Zhao Zhong cursed.

Although he didn't know what the Jianlou was thinking, as long as he could save his life, who cares what they thought.

The demon leader was also a little hesitant.

On the one hand, he was also guessing what Zhang Nan wanted to do.

"Can't you make the decision?" Zhang Nan said quietly: "Then let's change the decision, a errand running minion, what are you pretending to be here, wasting my time."

"Of course I can make the decision!" The demon leader was furious.

"Be careful when speaking." Zhang Nan snorted: "Let your master know that you will not have a good ending if you interfere in your affairs."

"What do you know!" The demon leader couldn't help but retorted: "Mr. Jing Wuyin has said it long ago, let me do everything at a disadvantage."

Zhang Nan's pupils shrank slightly.

The demon leader also realized that he had made a mistake and shut his mouth suddenly.

Originally, he would not be so easily agitated, but the shock of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon was too great and he was careless for a moment.

However, the demon leader was not too worried, just a name and would not have any effect.

For the demon leader, this name is indeed nothing. But it means a lot differently to Zhang Nan.

The great demon is quiet and soundless, and is definitely an alien among the demons. No one in the upper realm is arrogant and arrogant. It can endure this for hundreds of years. Not to mention demons, even the strong human race can do it.

Zhang Nan had just guessed before, but if it was confirmed that it was Jing Wuyin, then it could be confirmed. If these demons were really secret tricks left by Jing Wuyin, then Zhang Nan could be 100% sure, which was definitely far more than this.

"You hand over the spiritual weapon first, and we will hand over the person." The demon leader was still greedy by the spiritual weapon.

If the other party is really willing to use spiritual weapons to replace people, it means that those princes are of great significance. Even if he takes spiritual weapons and refuses to let them go, the other party will definitely throw them at the mouse and avoid them.

"Come and get it." Zhang Nan took out the seven-kill ruler, placed it on the ground, and took a few steps back.

At this time, although Zhang Nan had not completely subdued the Qisha Ruler, the viciousness in the Qisha Ruler had been controlled to a certain extent. Without being stimulated or deliberately stimulated, the Qisha Ruler would no longer be as arrogant as before.

Zhang Nan retreated, and the demons begged several princes to slowly move forward.

Although the innate warriors of the ancient Song Dynasty were unwilling to give up, they could not do anything at this moment.

But suddenly, the demon leader's steps stopped.

As soon as he stopped, the other demons stopped moving forward.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Other demons discovered that the demon leader's expression was very wrong. The flesh on his face kept shaking, and his eyes were filled with astonishment and fear, staring at Zhang Nan tightly.

Zhang Nan frowned slightly.

He wanted to wait for the demons to inspire the Seven Killing Ruler and take the opportunity to capture them. Did these demons discover it?

"You, you..." The demon leader trembled: "Zhang, Zhang Nan..."

"It's Zhang." Zhang Nan thought for a while and suddenly said, "Oh, you really came from Nan Tang. Maybe you have seen me. But unfortunately, I don't have any impression of you."

After Zhang Nan's admission, the other demons also calmed down, as if they had stopped breathing.

"It seems that everyone knows it." Zhang Nan laughed: "Then you should know that Zhang always keeps his word..."

Zhang Nan didn't want to deliberately hide his identity, but just wanted to make more words. Now he knew that the demons were shocked by him, but he happened to take this opportunity to make more information. However, Zhang Nan greatly underestimated the level of the demons' frightenedness.

"Run quickly, Zhang Nan is here!"

I don’t know who shouted first, and the demons turned around, wiped their heads and ran away.

Any prince or seventh-grade spiritual weapon, please go to his.

Run quickly.
Chapter completed!