The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Ji Changan's understatement made Nangong Ling completely change his face.

"Japanese!! ?"

Hong Qigong was horrified, his eyes full of disbelief.

Isn't it possible?

First there was Qiao Feng, a Khitan, and now there is Nangong Ling

, a Japanese? What the hell has become of my beggar gang?

Hong Qigong's expression was extremely ugly. He looked at Ji Changan in disbelief and said with a trembling voice:

"My friend, are you kidding me?"

"You just said that Nangong Ling is from Japan! ?"

Ji Changan did not answer Hong Qigong's question directly, but glanced at Nangong Ling with a half-smile, with a bit of amusement in his eyes, and said jokingly:

"Nangong Ling, how long will you continue to pretend?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Nangong Ling's face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and even his voice was trembling.

But secretly, his palm silently opened a small jade bottle hidden in his sleeve. The true energy is activated, turning it into wisps of invisible breeze

"IGong Ling was adopted by his adoptive father when he was young. He grew up in the Beggar Clan. Many of the seniors in the Clan have watched me grow up. How can I allow you, an outsider, to make irresponsible remarks?"

Nangong Ling took a deep breath, his eyes were full of coldness, and he said sternly:

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation. If not, even if Nangong Ling is shattered to pieces, he still needs to seek justice from you!"

Ji Changan stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his handsome face, and said leisurely:

"I'm very curious, what confidence do you have that you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me? Is it just the bottle of poison you hide in your sleeve?"

"What"four four three""！？"

Nangong Ling's face suddenly changed

"This is impossible, how could you know?...."

When Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong saw this, they immediately knew that Nangong Ling had something up his sleeve. They took action almost at the same time, wanting to be the first to subdue the beast.

But just as they were taking steps, Jean suddenly coughed loudly. Then he felt severe pain in his eyes and couldn't open them. Tears poured out uncontrollably. He couldn't move and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!"

"I seem to be poisoned!"

"this......How is this going?!"

The expressions of Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong changed suddenly. They wanted to use their strength to resist, but they were horrified to find that not only were their muscles and bones all over the body weak, but they could not use their internal strength at all.

"No, my inner strength!"

"What kind of poison is this?!"

Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong looked at each other, with a rare hint of panic in their eyes.

Not only Hong Qigong, but also the thousands of disciples of the Beggar Clan present, as well as martial arts heroes from various sects. They were attacked one after another.

They were all weak and collapsed on the ground, crying, and bursts of yelling and curses suddenly sounded.

"Damn it!"

"Why can't I move?!"

"No, we’re afraid we’ve been poisoned too!"

Among the huge chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan, only seven elders and hundreds of Nangong Ling's die-hard loyalists are still standing in place. The rest of them have been attacked one by one without exception. It is unimaginable that

Nangong Ling, this Guy, what kind of strange poison did he use to be so powerful!

Hong Qigong cursed loudly:

"Nangong Ling, what on earth are you going to do?!"

Looking at Hong Qigong, Qiao Feng and the large number of martial arts people who collapsed on the ground, Nangong Ling raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth and said quietly:

"I didn't want to do this"

"It's a pity that there are too many changes today. To ensure that the plan is foolproof, I can only act like this. Qi Gong, you are an elder respected by Nangong Ling. I will give you a happy life.

Qiao Feng shouted angrily:"Nangong Ling, what on earth are you going to do?" Nangong

Ling's eyes were gloomy and he sighed softly:

"At the Beggar Clan Heroes Conference, Khitan Qiao Feng, whose identity was exposed, started a civil strife in anger, leading many Beggar Clan disciples to fight, and finally died together with the old gang leader Hong Qigong."

"This story should be pretty good, right?"

"Nangong Ling, do you dare?!

Qiao Feng's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but curse loudly:

"You are a beast with a human face and an animal heart. Are all the heroes in the world blind? Even if you can kill me, Qiao Feng, how can you silence the mouths of everyone in the world? Nangong

Ling sneered, his eyes became darker and darker, and he said coldly:

"Idiot, do you think that besides my people, anyone else can survive here today?"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of everyone present sank.

Damn it!

Is this guy really so crazy that he wants to silence all the people who came to watch the ceremony today?!

And just when everyone was shocked.

There was a sound. A joking chuckle was suddenly accompanied by a burst of crisp applause.

Ji Changan smiled broadly, clapped his hands and praised:

"Not bad, cruel enough!"

"As expected, he is a Japanese bastard, with an innate viciousness in his bones!"

When Nangong Ling heard this, his face turned completely gloomy, and his eyes suddenly turned to Ji Changan. The viciousness and coldness in his eyes were almost chilling, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"OK OK!"

"Even when he was about to die, he was still so arrogant. He was worthy of being the world-famous Ji Xianmo!"

"Do you think that with your profound skills, you can resist the strange poison I used? Humph, it’s impossible. This strange poison is caused by......"

Before Nangong Ling could finish speaking, Ji Changan interrupted him and said with a faint smile:

"If I guess correctly, the poison you just used should be a mixture of Meng Yuan's Shixiang Ruanjin Powder and Xixia's Sad Breeze, right?"

Hearing this, Nangong Ling's eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief:

"you......How could you know! ?"

Ji Changan smiled slightly and said very calmly:

"You may not know that in addition to martial arts, Ji also knows a thing or two about treating poisons. Although these two kinds of poisons are colorless and odorless, they cannot be hidden from my eyes."

"As early as when you winked at your men and asked them to secretly poison the crowd, I had already noticed it, but I was too lazy to point it out and planned to just watch the fun."

Ji Changan stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at Nangong Ling with a half-smile, and said leisurely:

"I have to say, if you can think of mixing these two poisons, you are considered a genius!"

"Yes, your heart is ruthless and your methods are vicious. If I hadn't come today, Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong might not be able to play with you. It's a pity that you miscalculated one thing."

Nangong Ling's eyes were gloomy, staring at Ji Changan, and said in a deep voice:

"What's up?"

Ji Changan's eyes were full of amusement, and he said with a smile:

"If I say that your poison is not as powerful as you think, or that some people, like you, are not afraid of poison at all, how should you deal with it?"

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

After hearing Ji Changan's words, Nangong Ling's expression was obviously flustered for a moment, but he still managed to stay calm and shouted:

"No matter how high your martial arts skills are, once you inhale these two poisons, you will become a cripple. Now you are just relying on your deep martial arts to hold on."

"Come on, get him for me!"

Although Nangong Ling gave the order, Ji Xianmo's reputation is not false!

None of the hundreds of Beggar Clan disciples dared to step forward!

Even a few elders were the same. They all looked away and shrank in fear. No one even dared to face the Ji Xianmo directly.

Just kidding.

Who knows whether he was poisoned or not!

Even if he was really poisoned, the power of the tiger was still there. For a while, no one dared to step forward and stroke him. Tiger's beard.

After all, everyone in the world knows that it is better to provoke Yama than demons to provoke immortals and demons.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward, Nangong Ling could not help but curse and said sternly: (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"idiot!"

"At this point, what are you still doing? Do you think that even if you don't provoke him, he will let you go?"

"Today's situation is a fight to the death, let me do it!!!"

Looking at the hysterical Nangong Ling, everyone in the Beggar Clan looked at each other. After hesitating for a while, they finally gritted their teeth and decided to take action!

However, due to Ji Changan's power, they did not dare to go to test it in person, but chose to use Using the Beggar Clan's signature snake-driving skills, he released a large number of venomous snakes, snaking towards Ji Chang'an.

"It’s another cheap trick like letting snakes go. Your Beggar Gang is a big gang with a good reputation after all. Is that all you have?"

Looking at the group of colorful poisonous snakes, Ji Changan shook his head, sighed, and immediately raised his hand to call, and a red gold gourd suddenly appeared in his palm.

The moment he saw this gourd, Hong Qigong's expression changed. Trembling:

"broken! Why did you take out all these powerful weapons!"

"Is he going to burn the Zhoushan General Rudder to ashes?"

Ji Changan held the gourd in his hand, fingered the seal formula, and chuckled:

"I still have some experience in dealing with snakes, and burning them with fire is the best!"

Before he finished speaking, the treasure gourd trembled slightly, golden light burst out from it, and strands of golden flames roared out from it, quietly transforming into a dazzling fire crow.

"ah?!"

"this......What's this! ?"[]

"Could it be that the gourd is the legendary fairy magic weapon?"

Amidst the shocked gazes of countless people, this golden fire crow flapped its wings and flew, emitting terrifying heat that was enough to melt gold and iron. It looked like a sun falling from the sky.

Almost in an instant, those people were blown away. The poisonous snakes carefully tamed in the Beggar Clan turned to ashes!

"It is rude to come and not reciprocate!"

"Since you have the guts to let a snake bite me, then Ji also let some small pets out to play with you. Isn’t that considered bullying?"

Ji Changan chuckled lightly, shook the fire crow gourd in his hand, and muttered:

"Go and show them how awesome you are!"

With a clear cry, golden fire crows quietly emerged from the gourd. They looked like the legendary golden crows, circling and dancing in the mid-air, and the terrifying golden flames almost burned the air. Some were distorted and deformed.

This miraculous scene left everyone present dumbfounded.

Even Qiao Feng, who had seen Ji Changan's magical power with his own eyes and thought he was quite familiar with this immortal demon, was dumbfounded and almost I can't believe my eyes.

How can such methods be mastered by mortals?

Those immortal gods in myths and legends are probably nothing more than this!

Amid the shocked eyes of countless people, nine fire crows fluttered their wings and flew away , like nine suns in the sky, rushing into the crowd of rebel disciples of the Beggar Clan with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth.

In an instant, the sky burned the city, and the sun fell.

This was a massacre without blood!

After just a few breaths, several Hundreds of disciples of the Beggar Clan were burned to death by the true fire of the sun before they could even utter a scream, leaving only handfuls of residual ashes, announcing the loss of countless lives. The remaining ashes were blown away by the wind. As soon as it blew, it completely disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace between heaven and earth.

The whole place was silent, and there was no sound. At this moment, the huge Zhoushan Chief Rudder was so quiet that it was scary.

Everyone's eyes were filled with a heavy I was so shocked that I looked at the deserted place of death in horror. The fear in my eyes was so intense that I couldn't even say a word.

Dead!

All dead!

That's hundreds of people!

Just a few words. In the blink of an eye, they were all burnt to ashes by the golden flames, without leaving even a trace!

At this moment, let alone ordinary people in the world.

Even Qiao Feng, Hong Qigong, etc. A man who is born heroic and brave, looking at the ground that is almost melted by divine fire, is also terrified and sweating like rain. How can this... this kind of demonic power that destroys the world and destroy the world is still a method that mortals can use?!

Even if The gods and Buddhas in the sky are probably nothing more than this!

But Ji Changan raised the gourd as if nothing had happened and took back the nine fire crows one by one, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

"Not bad at all"

"Used to clean up mess, it is still very useful to deal with some small minions."

Ji Changan put away the gourd unhurriedly, and soon looked at Nangong Ling again. However, he saw that Nangong Ling had froze in place, as if someone had cast a body-holding spell. He was motionless and seemed to be even breathing. They all stopped, their eyes widened, and they muttered in disbelief:

"How can this be......How can this be......This is absolutely impossible......"

"Nothing is impossible."

Ji Changan smiled slightly and said calmly:

"You are just a frog at the bottom of a well, how do you know how vast the world is?"

"Just like you Japanese people, in a tiny place, you still dare to call yourself the land of the rising sun. Seeing my nine golden crows today is an eye-opener for you!"

Nangong Ling came back to his senses, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was as pale as paper, a trace of despair emerged unconsciously in his eyes, and he closed his eyes in pain. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, He laughed miserably and murmured to himself:

"Poor me, Nangong Ling, I have been planning hard for half my life and spent countless efforts. I am about to become the leader of the Beggar Clan, but in the end I still fall short and lose everything!"

"Who would have thought that there would be a master like you in the Central Plains martial arts world! Nangong

Ling sighed, looked at Ji Changan with complex eyes, and sighed:

"Immortals and demons, immortals and demons, they are indeed as good as immortals and demons!"

"With your divine power, even the Amaterasu in the stories my father told me when I was a child is probably nothing more than this, right?".