Chapter 1010: Water curtain covering the sky (1)

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Chapter 1010: The Water Curtain Covers the Sky (1)
Qin Ming and the ghost of the funeral sea snatched these hostages from the island of funeral gods shortly after torture and tortured the identity of each of them, not to mention the comprehensive understanding, at least I probably know. Among the sixty people, this young man is the most common, but the most valuable! It was also from the mouths of these hostages that Qin Ming learned the alchemy master and the preciousness of this boy.
"Yao Wenwu, don't be excited, let's have something to say." Qin Ming recruited the Dayan ancient sword, threw a sword flower in his hand, and fluttered on the young man's neck.
The juvenile is very ordinary, and also has a common name ‘Yangshan’. It is a natural fire body and has a strong talent for alchemy. It was found ten years ago by the Temple of Heaven from a remote island. He was spitting hard, his head covered with cold sweat, and the sword edge of Gu Jian was very close to his neck, as if he might fall at any time, and his trembling air couldn't stop shaking. He was brought into Burial God Island from a very sensible place, and lived on that deserted and dim island. He was dull and calm, and had no dispute with the world. He had never experienced such a horrible scene. His brain was blank and he did n’t know what to do. How did you do it.
Yao Wenwu's brows frowned, and he was most afraid of an accident. He personally came to negotiate with Qin Ming. If it hadn't started yet, 'Yangshan' would have died first. Not to mention returning to Heavenly Son, Black Stone Hall is lucky if he does not make him into a slave. "Qin Ming, don't be too happy. Really thought that using a few hostages could threaten us? You are pushing yourself to the absolute end."
"Let me put half of them first, and you will let me go. When I'm safe, I'll put the other half. My request is as simple as that. If you ca n’t even meet this, it ’s a big deal with them. Before you die, pull 60 people Backing up is also worthwhile. "Qin Ming was relaxed on the surface, and his heart was always tense. Until now, the funeral sea lizard has not responded, and the saints have not responded. They are calm and strange. Will they easily compromise? Never!
Negotiating with this group of people is simply trying to make a hide with the tiger, and even a slight error can be forgotten. If you can't escape, you're lucky. If you can't escape, you must always be prepared for the battle.
The funeral ghost also felt the pressure. His attention swept across the two funeral sea lizards and the sacred martial arts on their backs. These people were too powerful. It was no accident that the most massive one The burial sea brave lizard is the patriarch of Tianwu Realm, and among the dozen or so sacred martial arts on its back, there is likely to be Tianwu! These people are powerful and have more secret methods. If they reveal any flaws, they may be killed instantly.
Hostages are their only weapon now. Whether they can kill the siege depends on how they are used.
The four celestial guards looked at the sky, the eyes flashed cold. 'Yangshan' must not die, and no other hostages can have an accident. It is impossible for them to threaten Qin's life by sending so many people.
Tianwei Tiefu Tu reminded Yao Wenwu faintly: "Give you half a column of incense time to negotiate."
What he meant was the meaning of the remaining three Heaven Guards. After all, Yao Wenwu was a Heavenly Son, or a Heavenly Emperor of the Holy Martial Realm. He might be promoted to Heavenly Guard in the future. He couldn't blame him all for the Burial of God Island incident, so give him some time to show. If Banzhu Xiang persuades Qin's life and keeps the hostages, this credit is enough to make the Black Stone Hall change his mind and Yao Wenwu can return to Tianzi. But if there is no result in Banzhuxiang, they can only say that they regret it. They will take Qin Ming by themselves, and may take some risks, but as long as the timing is accurate, it is not difficult to kill Qin Ming and take hostages. After all, they are Tianwu. Sheng Wu can see Di Wu as a maggot, Tian Wu can also see Sheng Wu as a lamb.
Yao Wenwu gritted his teeth and said, "Let Yangshan down first, and I'll order 30 people's names. As long as the check is not injured, you can leave. We will not hunt for three days and three nights."
"I can believe you?" The sword in Qin Ming's hand was scratching slowly around Yangshan's neck, taking Yangshan's weak physique, even if Qin Ming just let go of his hand, the sharp Dayan ancient sword could Make him look different.
"Don't have to make inroads, this is your only chance and my biggest concession."
Qin Ming thought for a while: "Call it."
Yao Wenwu was so impressed that he couldn't say thirty names at once. They were all the geniuses most valued by the Presbyterian Church, or those with special status. He saved the thirty people and took Yangshan away. Can give an account of the Presbyterian Church. Then you can let go of Qin's life by tough means, and how many other hostages can save.
"Now, let it go!" Yao Wenwu stood at the front and quietly gestured to the saints behind him. Once Qin Ming releases you, you can shoot directly.
"Are these thirty people determined?"
"OK! Let it go!"
Qin Ming smiled weirdly: "Okay! I took the thirty people and Yangshan first, and let them go when I was safe. The other twenty-nine, do you want them now? Or should I step back and throw them away? you guys?"
"Qin Ming! Why are you playing me?" Yao Wenwu was furious.
"I didn't play with you, but you are so stupid. Don't stay in the retreat all the time. If you go through the experience, you will grow faster." Qin Ming sneered, and finally determined who was the most reticent to the retreat Precious, is this stupid, really someone else is a fool?
Qin Ming made a gesture with the ghost of the burial sea, and the ghost of the burial sea threw out the first four of Yao Wenwu's name. Three men and one woman are the most valued geniuses at the Temple of Heaven, second only to the talent of the emperor. The golden lion held his head high, holding one in one sip, the ghost in the buried sea holding one in the other hand, and Qin Ming holding one in his left hand. They are full of strong Saint-Ville, ready to kill the hostages in their hands.
"Qin Ming, really when I can't heal you?" Yao Wenwu was furious, anxious to kill him in the sky.
"Enough!" A powerful war general held Yao Wenwu, slowly clenched his right hand, crunched and crunchy, the strong breath of the sea locked Qin's life. "We don't have time to grind with you, let go immediately, you can go."
"I can still ..." Yao Wenwu was about to insist, but he was turned back with a cold stare.
This is a powerful general, the sacred martial arts peak, holding the Wujin heavy hammer, stepping into the air, as if stepping on the invisible steps, step by step towards Qin Ming, the powerful momentum pressed against the air like the ocean.
Yao Wenwu looks somber, damn, I can do it! He was anxious and couldn't win Qin Ming, what did he use to negotiate with the principal elders in the Black Stone Hall?
The four Celestials ignored him, disappointed! Yao Wenwu does have shortcomings. He has talent and lacks ability! I wanted to give Banzhu Xiang time, but ... forget it.
Qin Ming and the ghost of the funeral sea were continuously retreated by the violent momentum, and even the whole body's spiritual shield was rushed violently, like a flame in a wild wind, suddenly bright and dark, and it was about to go out.
Qin Ming burst into a shout: "Kill !!"
The golden lion snarled on the right head, his fangs closed, and he clicked, biting the juvenile, and blood splattered.
The mighty warrior's eyes were cold, bursting into the sky, and a heavy hammer in his hand slammed a round, wrapping the mountain tsunami tsunami, blasted to Qin Ming and the ghost of the buried sea. At the same time, Tie Fu Tu's hands shook, and two silver needle-like energy bodies suddenly formed, locking Qin Ming and the ghost of the buried sea.
however……
At the time of the upheaval of the audience, the burial sea fan lizard suddenly twisted his body and rolled heavy waves towards the left front. Tianwei and Saint Martial Arts gazed at the eyebrows and noticed a strange breath, looking towards In the same direction.
Huh!
There was a loud noise at high altitude, and the sky was shivering. The commander ejected blood, and retreated from high altitude. The wolverine fell on the back of the funeral sea lizard. The hammer in his hand almost came out, cracking the flesh of his palms and dripping blood. His expression was pure, his face pale, and his chest Blood twitched.
Qin Ming and the ghost of the funeral sea were both desperately desperate, but were wrapped in a wonderful and bright star energy. Before they could react, they were backed hundreds of meters with that energy and stopped on a small boat.
Qin Ming hesitated slightly and looked down: "The Lord of the Palace?"