Fantasy: The teacher's martial soul turned out to be a green caterpillar

Xia Cheng and the white-bearded old man both looked at Sima Chuan who was pinched in his hand by Yang Xing in amazement.

They didn’t pay attention just now, and in the blink of an eye, Sima Chuan was transferred from behind Xia Cheng to Yang Xing’s hands.

This terrifying soul skill!

Let Xia Cheng and the white-bearded old man couldn’t help but raise Yang Xing’s evaluation of Yang Xing again.

“I said… I say. Sima Chuan shouted in horror.

Yang Xing let go of his hand slightly and stared at Sima Chuan coldly.

“The ghost she wanted before… She wanted to save these Qin State relicts, but she didn’t know where these Qin State relicts were.

We deliberately revealed to her a fake location to prepare to ambush the ghost there. Sima Chuan replied.

Ghost is Tang Kite’s nickname.

No wonder Tang Yue didn’t make a move against the Sima family, it turned out that she didn’t know that the Qin State relict was here.

“So where are you going to ambush the ghosts?” Yang Xing asked.

“Valley of Broken Souls.” Sima Chuan said a place name.

And the next moment, Sima Chuan’s body crackled, and Sima Chuan himself let out a painful scream.

“You…” Seeing this, Xia Cheng wanted to stop it, but Sima Chuan was quickly lost by Yang Xing.

Yang Xing took the Qin State relict and left without looking back.

Xia Cheng looked at Sima Chuan, who was fainting in front of him, he squatted down to check, frowning: “The martial soul is broken, the meridians are severely damaged, and Sima Chuan is wasted.” ”

Yang Xing did not kill Sima Chuan, but did an even more cruel thing, that is, to abolish Sima Chuan!

This is the way to make his life worse than death.

“Ahem, cough…” At this time, the white-bearded old man coughed, and blood appeared on his beard.

“Senior!” Xia Cheng saw the white-bearded old man like this, and he said in surprise: “Are you injured? How is this possible, you are the Nine-Star Soul King! ”

If Yang Xing were here, he would be surprised.

Because this enemy he couldn’t see through turned out to be the Nine-Star Soul King.

Perhaps Yang Xing will secretly rejoice in his heart that he did not have the urge to face the conflict with this person.

“That kid’s ‘finishing touch’ is very powerful. Although he only has the strength of a one-star soul king, but… It is estimated that few people in his Soul Conjuring King realm can follow intact. The white-bearded old man coughed up blood.

Seeing Xia Cheng’s worried look, he waved his hand and chuckled, “Don’t worry, it’s not a big deal.” It’s just that some qi and blood are not smooth.

You just said that this person is from the Northern Yan Country? When did the Northern Yan Country produce such a talent… Wrong…… It should be said that it is a demon. ”

Although the white-bearded old man claimed that he was not in a big trouble, Xia Cheng was secretly shocked in his heart that Yang Xing, who only had the strength of a one-star soul king, could not only not fall behind in a one-move decision.

It even made the white-bearded old man of the Nine-Star Soul King suffer a little, this strength! This terrifying soul skill!

Xia Cheng felt that this might have something to do with that special martial soul.

Split seat?

After you go back, you have to check the information of this martial soul well.

“Don’t be stunned, tell me about this Yang Xing.” The white-bearded old man asked curiously.

“This Yang Xing is a tutor of the Ziyang Academy of the Northern Yan Kingdom, he…”

……

Yang Xing did not go far with that group of Qin State relicts, so he casually found an unoccupied place and used the Demon God aura to contact Yan Ning’er and them.

But this time, Yang Xing did not pass.

Instead, he called Ziyan over.

“Teacher, did you find my master?” Zi Yan came through the Demon God Aura, and the first time was to interrogate Master Tang Yuan’s news.

“Your master I know where I am, and I haven’t gone to her yet. But I did have another gain, you should know these people. Yang Xing pointed to the Qin State relics on several carriages behind him.

Ziyan walked over and saw the Qin Guo relic on the carriage, and she said in surprise: “Uncle! Aunt! Ah Di, Aron, why are you all here. ”

It seems that Ziyan is still familiar with these people of his own people, which saves a little trouble.

“Teacher, how did you find them? Two years ago, I heard that my people had been resettled by the church organization to live in a remote mountainous area.

How could they be like this? Ziyan looked at Yang Xing in surprise.

Yang Xing sneered, “Remote mountainous area? Do you know where I found them, in the dungeon below the Sima family mansion. ”

“Dungeon?” Ziyan’s body shook, and she hurriedly went to ask her people.

The answer is also this.

Two years ago, they were still living in a hidden village, and at that time, the Holy Church Organization used the exposure of that village as an excuse to transfer all these Qin State remnants.

That was also the last time Zi Yan met with these clansmen of her at that time, and before becoming a disciple of Tang Yuan, Zi Yan also lived with these Qin State relict families.

In the past two years, between missions, Ziyan has also asked the organization to see her own people.

But they all prevaricated for various reasons, and she never imagined that her people had been imprisoned in the dungeon of the Sima family for the past two years.

“It seems that you have been fooled by the Holy Church Organization, and they have already begun to worry about you two years ago, so they have prepared these chips.

It’s just that they didn’t expect that they would be cut off by me. Yang Xing said in a deep voice.

Ziyan clenched her fists, her eyes filled with resentment.

“I called you here to get you to settle them first. If you let them cross the aperture now and go to the other side of Ning’er, the movement will be a little too big.

So I can only hide them here first, and after I find your master, I will discuss what to do next.” ”

This is also the reason why Yang Xing called Ziyan over, he was going to find Tang Kite, it was impossible to take these drag oil bottles.

“Where is my master now?” Ziyan asked subconsciously.

Yang Xing replied, “Broken Soul Valley.” ”

“What? Valley of Broken Souls! Zi Yan’s eyes widened, and there was a look of fear in her eyes.