Chapter 704: The head of the face

Taibai Gate.
The head Feiyan was uncertain, searching the surroundings over and over again, vowing to catch the person behind the scenes, and had to peel him off and get cramped.
If you dare to deceive him, you deserve to die!
"Come out, you get out of the old man, no matter who you are, you will die!" He carefully looked at the Taibaimen disciples who were guarding the hall, trying to separate the culprit from them.
But Jiang Que is so smart, how could he be caught?
There is no such possibility.
His faint voice continued, "Head of Feiyan, didn't you just collect a little from you? As for screaming like this?"
"Who are you?" Feiyan asked angrily.
He only felt that the sound was coming from all directions. He knew that it was a culprit. Maybe that person was right in front of him, but he didn't notice it.
"You don't need to pay attention to who this seat is. It's useless to know, and it won't do you any good. Now I want to borrow something from you. I wonder if the head of the face is willing?"
Jiang Que's faint voice was naturally blessed by magical powers, and everything naturally seemed particularly special.
As if not in this hall.
But it gives people a strange feeling of being.
Very strange.
Scandal couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What do you want to borrow?"
Who is this person?
He was curious.
Gradually he calmed down, and continued to yell in angrily, "The old man doesn't know who you are, but you must have some ability to enter my Taibai Gate, but this is not the reason you can cause chaos, do you understand?"
"I don't understand, this seat only knows that you want to borrow one thing from the head of Feiyan. As long as you borrow this thing from this seat and reincarnate, you will leave without saying anything." Jiang Que said quietly.
Feiyan: "..."
But these words sounded so harsh to Feiyan.
He couldn't help but sternly shouted, "Borrowing something? The old man just didn't intend to do what you wanted. No matter what you want to borrow today, it won't work!"
This road will not work.
His face has sealed it.
"Hehe." Jiang Que smiled faintly when he heard the words, "I'm afraid you will lose your face for a while."
After speaking, he showed his true body.
At the same time, a terrifying coercion was generated out of thin air, and headed towards the face of the face, as if a mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.
It's shocking.
Can't calm down for a long time.
Fei Yan, who was sitting on the big seat, felt the pressure multiplied, as if a terrifying force was crushed from Jiang Que's body, making him horrified.
"You...you are the murderer of Shushan!" Feiyan was suppressed before he could mobilize the mana in his body. Even the Taibaimen disciples around the hall were suppressed by this coercion.
They have no ability to resist at all.
How terrible.
"That's right, it's a pity that there is no reward." Jiang Que smiled slightly, "Now, the head of Feiyan, don't you plan to lend things to this seat?"
"What are you going to borrow?" Fei Yan was taken aback, but vaguely he seemed to understand the meaning of Jiang Que's words. This person came to borrow that thing.
At the same time, the treasure house of his Taibai Gate was looted. I'm afraid this murderer did it.
It's just that he can't say anything without evidence.
The bottom of my heart couldn't help but sink, "The difference in strength between me and this murderer is too far, it is impossible to fight, he is too scary and too powerful, what should I do?"
He is also the strongest in the entire Taibai Gate, but he is not even an opponent.
This is a bit embarrassing.
Why bother!
"Fantasy Bell!" Jiang Que said faintly, "I wonder if the head of Feiyan has heard of it. It is said that this is one of the good things of the ten magical artifacts."
Feiyan: "..."
He shook his head quickly when he heard the words, "No, the old man has never heard of a phantom bell. I have heard about the ten-point artifact in a vague manner, but I don't know the details.
Jiang... Chief Jiang, you found the wrong person. "
"is it?"
"Yes, it must be so."
"..."
The corner of Jiang Que's mouth twitched, and an indifferent cold light suddenly appeared: "You don't want to act, the head of Feiyan. This seat has already known that one of the ten magical artifacts is in your hands, right? "
It is also the treasure of the town gate, which has been passed down in every generation of Taibai Sect.
Before Fei Yan took the words, Jiang Que continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Anyway, this seat has already determined that it is on Fei Yan, so you have to pay this fantasy bell, or if you don't. "
"..." This makes it even more embarrassing.
But Jiang Que didn't mind.
It didn't affect him much anyway.
It's just a mere face.
Even Bai Zihua is not afraid of him, not to mention being the head of a Taibai sect, he does not have much influence.
"How is it?" Jiang Que asked, "Did the head of Feiyan think clearly after thinking about it?"
Has the process been understood?
"Jiang Que, you...you don't want the illusion bell, it is one of the ten magical tools, huh!" Fei Yan suddenly glared and said: "The old man will never let you do it!"
I don't even have a door if I want a magic bell.
It's just that he didn't have much confidence when he said this cruel thing.
I was still afraid.
After all, Jiang Que's fierce name is outside.
"Don't you know the magic bell?" Jiang Que's mouth raised an arc slightly, "it seems that the magic bell is really in your hands."
That's good, I didn't find the wrong person.
It didn't take a trip for nothing.
"..." Feiyan opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she froze in place, a little bit dumbfounded.
Was a routine.
It was calculated by the murderous man in Shushan.
Damn it!
"I... why am I so stupid." His old face was twitched but he was extremely depressed, and he was full of anger and couldn't find anything to pour out in his heart.
It turned out that Jiang Que was not sure that Huan Si Ling was in his hands, but now he was sure.
"Head of Feiyan, take things out, but you can't let this seat help you personally~EbookFREE.me~ Jiang Que smiled mysteriously and said: "As long as you forget what happened today, this seat will not kill. do not worry. "
There seems to be a chance to survive.
A trace of struggle flashed through Wen Yan's eyes.
Which is more important, artifact or life?
He is weighing and thinking.
It's just that there is still some dumbfounding in my heart, still a little unwilling.
How is it good?
Suddenly, his face was like an ant on a hot pan, anxious.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that the phantom bell is bound to win, so even if you want to hide it, it's useless. Don't let this seat open your virtual tripod." Jiang Que's eyes flashed with a cold light.
For the sake of this, if Feiyan still had that unrealistic idea, it might not be useful at all.
"I... I won't give it!" After the struggle in Feiyan's eyes flickered, he said angrily: "You devil, you Jiang Que is also the head of Shushan at any rate, but you do things like demons. You are a great demon!"
Comparable to killing the rice paddies!
At least in Feiyan's heart now.
But to Jiang Que, it doesn't matter. He laughed and said: "It's just a mere fame. This seat doesn't matter. As long as it can achieve the goal, it doesn't matter whether it is the right way or the demon way, it is almost the same."
No problem!
Feiyan's refusal was unexpected by Jiang Que, and muttered, "It seems that I need to do it myself, but I don't know how many good things are in your virtual tripod?"
"You devil, brute!" Feiyan scolded loudly.
Jiang Que remained indifferent.
With the palm of his hand turned, Zhenyuan scrolled, and a terrifying force immediately condensed from his palm, rolling down toward Feiyan.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's imaginary tripod in his hand...
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