Chapter 6660: Plus your life?

"Be prepared to take over the door of the dust door!"
Ye Qian said faintly, in his eyes, the Fan brothers will die.
Replaced with the sign of the slave blood, this is the grandson of the inner door of the dust door, Sun Yijun, but normal.
"Oh!" Sun Yijun nodded in confusion. If there is no Ye Qian intervening, whether it is the Fan brothers or the elders of Gong, there are the people of the door, the biggest possibility, this door and enlightenment The chances of no sword are separated, one for each family.
With Ye Qian, she may be able to get what she wants, and become the master of the dusty door. What is the meaning of such a master?
Since he followed Ye Qian, Sun Yijun has lived differently, hiding his hidden life, having more free time to regret, but regretting it, without exception, he will become a fate. She does not know where Ye Qian comes from. The strange slave blood contract, once in a night, she even wants to blew herself up, but she can't do it at all.
"Come on!" Ye Qian said faintly, the hands of the chemical knife suddenly appeared, with a purple gold-colored source of spiritual power to form a knife, the air illusion nine consecutive 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩 斩
"Who!" A violent voice came from the front. Not far away, a middle-aged man in white was holding a half-length sword, and the red blood on his shoulders flowed out. He was already recovering the wound with spiritual power and remedy, but the effect was weak. There is a strange killing atmosphere in the wound, which will kill the spiritual power and the potency.
"You are the elders of Supreme Master Gong?" Ye Qian came to see the middle-aged white man who was repaired by the seven-pointed peak. He looked at the white man and saw another glimpse of the seven-pointed period. A frightened middle-aged man, this person and Feng Chenmen, the old doorkeeper of Feng Dianmen, had eight images, which should be Feng Yulun’s son Feng Tianlun.
"Yes, I am the Supreme Gong Xihua, who are you, why are you attacking us?" Gong Xihua, a middle-aged white man, sullenly glared at his arms and asked him with enthusiasm. If he didn't twist him a little, the whole The right arm will be smashed by the knife.
"Just say hello, who thinks you will harden, most people will choose to dodge at this time!"
Ye Qianxin rolled his eyes and looked blank. To be honest, Ye Qian didn’t think that the knife could hurt this one. He could only say that this elder is a bit unlucky, with a knife and a knife, plus Ye Qian. Nowadays, Gong Xihua hastily rushed to pick him up with the illusion of the law of killing and smashing the sixth scorpion. Ye Qian can only say that the ignorant is fearless and courageous.
"..." Bai Xia Gong Xihua's face is black, your house is saying hello, you stand there and let me pick up three hundred swords, let me warmly welcome how?
"I am Ye Qian, the elder of the door, and this is the elder of the inner door, Sun Junjun, who wants to make a deal with the elder Gong!" Ye Qian didn't want to talk nonsense, he was in the mood after he stepped into the Dust Palace today. Has not been beautiful.
"What trade?" Bai Xiong Xiahua actually discovered Sun Yijun. He had had several faces with Sun Yijun, but he was not familiar with it. He had already heard that Sun Yijun and Mei Su and Gao brothers have fallen, and they are fallen. In the hands of Ye Qian and others recruited by the Fan brothers, the current scene made him not quite understand. Sun Yijun stood behind Ye Qian with respect and respect, not only did he die, but also relied on Ye Qian?
If Sun Yijun is not dead, Mesu will definitely be fine. Is it hidden around? It seems that the situation of the dust door is more complicated than he thought! Gong Xihua thought of this, the pressure is even bigger.
"Ye Mou is missing now, Gong elders come to help how, the dust door to enlighten the opportunity to have no sword, Yemou can be the master to give to Gong elders, but the position of the door, must be by my grandson! Ye Qian said faintly, his tone was calm, as if he was telling something unusual.
"Ye Chang is really joking!" Gong Xihua endured shoulder pain. The strength of Ye Qian was much stronger than he thought. Even the knife in his hand gave him the feeling that he had almost the same sword that he had touched once. .
If it was normal, who would dare to talk to him like this, Gong Xihua had already angered and put the man on three hundred swords, but now, the pain in his shoulders, the wound that can not heal, reminds Gong Xihua that it is best not to be impulsive.
"Then add the life of the elder Gong?" When Ye Qian said this, he had already appeared behind Gong Xihua's half-meter, and the hot air in his mouth could be sprayed on the back of Gong Xihua.
"What!" Gong Xihua was so scared that he fluttered instinctively, turned instinctively, and broke the sword with the milky white light backhand shot Ye Qian, the whole body burst out and turned into a milky white light to shoot into the distance.
The elder of the Supreme Master Gong, actually left down Feng Tianlun, and ran straight, without the power of a half-eminent elder.
"It's really a pity!" Ye Qian sighed softly. In the hands of the soldiers, the knife and the knife flashed. The broken sword in the hands of Gong Xihua only left the hilt. Immediately, Ye Qian disappeared again, a purple-gold knife. The light appeared in Gong Xihua's lower body, with two cuts.
Ye Qian is in midair, and one foot will directly become the two sections of Gong Xihua's road, throwing its large dust.
"Give you a chance, do you have any words?" Ye Qian asked indifferently, Gong Xihua, who was vomiting blood on the ground, and he would only die faster when he escaped. Of course, the result of the resistance is the same. The thing that the mood is solved with a few knives.
"Fear!" Gong Xihua coughed blood. He was all frightened and desperate at this moment. How could there be such a strong person, he still has a good way to go, and the opportunity to see the sword is near, he will Breaking the ground has become a sneak peek of the eight ancestors, becoming the strongest doubt in this world, and does not want to fall here halfway.
"It’s not good enough to be so crisp and straightforward!" Ye Qian threw the slave blood contract to Gong Xihua, faintly said: "Sign your name on the blood above, remind you of a sentence, completely give up on yourself, wholeheartedly take me as the main, Can you sign, your current situation, I think you have sensed it yourself, even if it is a glimpse of the seven peaks, it will not delay for a long time!"
The last time Ye Qian made things complicated, now Ye Qian wants to try, simply threaten life, is it really possible to make a glimpse of the seven majors to completely abandon self, for slaves, and to others.
"Okay! I signed! I signed!" Gong Xihua was lying in a pool of blood, grabbed the slave's blood contract, and did not look at it. He wanted to write his own name, but no matter how he wrote it, he could not write on it. Give your own name.
"How come, write it for me! Write it!" Gong Xihua sensed the vitality of the body's rapid lapse, and the faint blood of the rogue, no one else, desperately writing his name on the slave blood contract over and over again. But just can't.
"Why! Why..." Gong Xihua muttered to himself in a near collapse. He felt that he was already dizzy. This was caused by excessive blood flow. If he was only a lumbosacral, he used his repairs to stop bleeding in minutes. This time, the wound was in a strange atmosphere and could not be done.
"Nothing is necessary, give up on yourself, and wholeheartedly offer the master!" Sun Yijun, who has never spoken, suddenly walked to Gong Xihua's side, pointing his finger at Gongxiahua's temple, and the icy voice was accompanied by spiritual power to Gong Xihua.
"Give up yourself and wholeheartedly offer the master!" Gong Xihua looked at Sun Junjun with difficulty, as if he saw hope, muttered to himself, and finally wrote the words Gong Xihua on the slave blood contract.
"Congratulations to the master!" Sun Yijun owed a tribute, complimented, and my heart was actually very embarrassed. She didn't know why she suddenly helped me. She just saw Gong Xihua's appearance and thought of her original appearance. She went over.
"I did a good job!" Ye Qian faintly praised him. He did not stop Sun Yijun. Naturally, he still thought about taking Gong Xihua’s income. After all, Gong Xihua is the elder of the Supreme Master. Once he is conquered, he will become the singer. The first tentacle.
However, even if it is impossible to accept the service, Ye Qian will also take the shot at the crucial time and rescue Gong Xihua. This person is related to Ye Qian’s follow-up plan and can’t die, but it’s scary and obviously makes Gong Xihua recognize the situation.
Ye Qian broke Gong Xihua's body into two pieces, and recovered Gong Xihua's court spirit with a killing atmosphere. Then he gave Gong Xihua a bag of flesh and blood. After about a quarter of an hour, Gong Xihua was able to walk barely, but his face was bloodless. More, some are too pale.
After doing all this, Ye Qian’s eyes fell on Feng Tianlun’s son, Feng Yulun’s son. He saw him screaming and screaming in horror:
The seniors were forgiving! The seniors were forgiving! I was forced, I I don't want to be the leader of the dusty door, the predecessors know!"
"..." Ye Qian said nothing, this cargo is even worse than Gong Xihua, so that he did not have a bit of temper.
"Okay, shut up!" Ye Qian saw Feng Tianlun still mourning his fortune, frowning and screaming, his impression of Feng Yuxi was very good, how did he give birth to such a thing.
"As I said just now, the position of the doorkeeper is taken by Sun Changlao. When you go to the door of the Dust Gate, will you support it?"
Ye Qian asked Feng Tianlun in a whisper, and he would never object to seeing this. But some people would be stupid to a new height. This is why Ye Qian gave Feng Tianlun a detailed request. He was afraid that Feng Tianlun would arrive. Give yourself a play to please him.
"Be sure to follow the orders of the predecessors! The villain must say less, do less!" Feng Tianlun squeezed a charming smile.
"That's good!" Ye Qian did not intend to waste the quota of the slave blood contract on Feng Tianlun. The goods returned to the door of the dusty gate. Ye Qian did not intend to let him go. To be honest, wait for Ye Qianjin. The Lord did not go to the patriarchal, he did not mind putting Feng Tianlun, not honest, waiting for the position of Sun Yijun's doorkeeper to stabilize, directly killing to refine the world.
Feng Tianlun's body has only two world sources, not the general miserable, but the mosquito meat is less, it is also awkward...