Looking at Zhao Yan's handsome and ferocious face and extremely cold eyes, Sa Niaomaru Nobuki no longer dared to speak at this moment.

Although he couldn't understand what Zhao Yan was talking about.

But he knew that Zhao Yan must want to kill him at this moment, and he had to choose the cruelest way.

At this moment, even the people from the Di Shanggu family were silent and did not dare to make any sound.

Poseudon Petani did not translate Zhao Yan's words to Sa Niao Maru Nogiro because he could not fully understand the meaning of Zhao Yan's words.

"Chisha, everyone can eat it, just leave him!" Zhao Yan pointed to Sa Niaomaru Zhitong and said in a voice.

The Sa Niaomaru Nodori, who was pointed at by Zhao Yan, seemed to realize something at this moment, and his eyes lit up and he pulled out the Oriental Sword in his hand.

He wanted to make a big fuss and try hard before he died.

Zhao Yan stared at him and raised the Oriental Sword, but there was no stop at all.

Sa Niaomaru Nodou jumped high, said a little while, and then rushed towards Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan smiled contemptuously, and when Sa Niaomaru Nodori was about to come to him, he closed his fingers together and pointed at the center of Sa Niaomaru Nodori's eyebrows.

A cold light flashed, and with a "puff" sound, the cold light passed through the eyebrows of Sa Niaomaru Nodou.

Sa Niaomaru Zhitong stayed in the air for a second, looking at Zhao Yan with an incredible gaze, and then landed directly in the stream. Bright red blood gushed out from the middle of his eyebrows, dyeing the stream red.

The only remaining ninjas in the Sa Niaoman family saw this scene and their hearts, which had long been desperate, collapsed completely at this moment and fell directly to the ground.

The warriors of the Flush Valley family also trembled all over when they saw the cold light passing through the eyebrows of Saanimaru Nodou.

No one knew what the cold light was, and at this moment, their hearts were all cold.

At this moment, they truly understood why Gu Pingnan, the flute of their deputy clan, attached so much importance to and respected Zhao Yan.

In fact, at this moment, the Hokkaido Petani was also shocked. It was the first time he had seen such a quick and neat killing of a powerful man among the third-class warriors.

With a "shiny...", the cold light returned to Zhao Yan's hand. At this moment, everyone really saw clearly that the cold light was emitted by this sword.

Sword control? Isn’t this the ability of a legendary Chinese practitioner?

In fact, how could they know that the ability to control swords was already achieved when Zhao Yan practiced the fourth level of Qi.

"Kakakha..." The sound of bones being bitten from afar came not far away, and the last ninja in the Sa Niaomaru Nobuki family was swallowed into his abdomen by Chisha.

At this time, his eyes looked at the warriors of the Di Shanggu family, and his eyes were still filled with an expression of unsatisfactory expression.

This made the warriors of the Di Shanggu family shiver and looked at Zhao Yan one after another.

"Okay, you can't eat the rest!" Zhao Yan conveyed a message to Chisha.

Chi Xie, who received the message, returned to the entrance of the small world with dissatisfaction, lay there again, and lazily stretched. At this moment, it looked a little lethal?

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, this, this is..." Di Shanggu Pingnan couldn't help but ask at this time.

"Chiaxiu, a descendant of the dragon clan, in a sense, is a dragon!" Zhao Yan replied.

Zhao Yan is right. Today, when the concentration of spiritual energy on Earth is so thin, it is very rare to have such a huge Chisha.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dragon. If Chi Xie is willing to pursue him all the time, if there is a chance in the future, Zhao Yan doesn't mind helping Chi Xie improve his bloodline and transform into a real dragon.

"It's really a dragon? No wonder it's so powerful!" Gu Pingnan on the flute exclaimed, and then asked: "Mr. Zhao must have discovered it. This is the entrance to the space where the treasure ship is located. I wonder if Mr. Zhao is willing to open it?"

After hearing what the Di Gu Pingnan said, Zhao Yan did not answer immediately, but turned around and stared at the entrance and observed.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a figure above that portal.

"Retreat!" Zhao Yan shouted, first retreating hundreds of meters away.

The samurai Kamiya and the samurai of the family quickly retreated after hearing this.

A few of them didn't have time to react but were one step late.

The sound of "Rumbling..." came from the direction of the portal.

Those strong men from the Di Shanggu family who had not come to escape were directly pushed out by a powerful force.

"Close your eyes!" Zhao Yan yelled again.

At the same time, a golden light different from the inside of the barrier shot in from which portal.

"Ah..." Some people didn't have time to close their eyes, and the warriors screamed in pain.

The light was not very strong, but because the people here have been in a dim environment, and although the light in this barrier is a little brighter than in the sea water, it is still much worse than the lights that are coming in now.

Their eyes were not damaged so severely, but pain was inevitable.

Zhao Yan slowly opened his eyes, finally adapted to the intensity of the light, turned around, and saw three young men appearing outside the portal.

However, the previous portal has returned to its original state.

What surprised Zhao Yan was that the images and clothes of these three men did not look like those of ancient people, but were similar to those of Chinese people at the beginning of the century.

Even the hairstyle is flat.

Is this what people in the paradise should look like?

In fact, Zhao Yan has always imagined the small world as a legendary paradise, and everyone should look like an old friend in ancient costumes.

However, he immediately remembered the faint human aura he felt before, so he figured it out.

These people have never broken off contact with the outside world, but they don’t appear often. The last time they went out was probably the beginning of the century, forty or fifty years ago.

"Young man, you're so chaotic. You've got the stream we drank with is dirty!" The man in the middle looked at Zhao Yan and blamed him in Chinese.

There was no slight hostility in the words, but there was a little resentment.

Zhao Yan was not surprised by their language. Since these people were able to go out, it was not surprising that they were familiar with Chinese.

And they still look like Chinese.

"You are...oh, I'm sorry, I killed some Eastern people and didn't notice this for a while!" Zhao Yan said apologetically.

When they heard that Zhao Yan was killing an oriental man, the three of them immediately looked at each other and said happily: "You are killing an oriental man. It's great, so good. The oriental man deserves to be killed!"

Obviously, the three of them, even the people in the small world, hate the Eastern people.

However, these words were not so comfortable to hear from those of the Di Shanggu family.

Although they were uncomfortable, they did not dare to speak, and they did not even dare to express dissatisfaction.

People all said that the Easterners should be killed, and they are also Easterners. If they speak, the other party will kill themselves immediately.

"Three seniors, named Zhao Yan, are from China. These people are my friends from the East. We are here to find a cargo ship with a large number of Chinese national treasures that fell here more than a hundred years ago." Zhao Yan did not avoid the purpose of coming here and directly explained it.

The reason why Zhao Yan calls these people seniors is because Zhao Yan can see that all three of them should be in the realm of the Golden Pill.

Zhao Yan dared not even think about the realm of the Golden Pill, because the outside world was just allowed to appear in the foundation-building cultivators, and three Golden Pills appeared here at once.

This made Zhao Yan feel some excitement in his heart, because the existence of golden elixir is allowed in this small world.

That means that the level of this small world is not low, even surpassing the Jindan. Compared with the small world left by Ling Li, it should not be much worse.

So how many golden elixir monks should be in this small world?

But he still held back and did not show it.

After hearing Zhao Yan's words, the three of them immediately turned a little bad-looking, even though they knew that Zhao Yan was from China.

"In other words, you are here to seize the treasure, so please come back, no gift!" The man in the middle said and prepared to leave.

"Senior!" Zhao Yan quickly stopped him and said, "I think the three must have a close relationship with China. I wonder if there is any honor to enter the small world?"

After hearing Zhao Yan's words, the three of them frowned, and then the three of them exchanged glances.

Finally, the man in the middle spoke: "Do you know the small world? Who are you?"

Obviously, they were curious about Zhao Yan's ability to know the existence of the small world.

"I am just a small practitioner in China, not worth mentioning!" Zhao Yan responded modestly.

The flute Gu Pingnan and his tribe members also opened their eyes.

When Gu Pingnan on the Dim saw that Zhao Yan was so respectful to these three people, he couldn't help but feel curious.

This was the first time he saw Zhao Yan's respectful attitude towards others. He could guess that these three people must be much stronger than Zhao Yan. Otherwise, with Zhao Yan's temper, how could he be so humble?

The man in the middle was about to refuse, but the next moment, the expressions of the three of them suddenly stopped, and then their faces became a little curious.

Then he said to Zhao Yan gently: "Okay, but these people can only stay here!"

The man's sudden change in attitude towards Zhao Yan also made Zhao Yan a little puzzled.

He thought it would take a while to get into it.

But I didn't expect these people to be so happy.

After hearing his response, Zhao Yan did not say anything, but turned around and said to Pingnan: "You go back first, I will do my best to find the Flute Valley Hammer for you."

Hearing Zhao Yan's words, the flute Gu Pingnan felt a little embarrassed.

The reason why he was in a dilemma was because he didn't find the heirloom and went back to do so. After all, their people also lost a lot this time.

Another reason is that the Sa Niuwan family members were wiped out, so how could the people in their family members give up?

"Why, are you feeling a little embarrassed?"

"Actually, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. If you get the Flute Valley Hammer, it will be really difficult to explain after you go back."

"Now, you are back empty-handed and can tell them directly that you have encountered great dangers below and suffered heavy losses. Your legs are a good proof."

"As for the people from the Sa Niaowan family, you just want to say that you didn't meet them."

Pingnan of the Flute Gu replied helplessly: "That's all we can do. Please sir, about the matter of the Flute Gu hammer!"

"Well, I will do my best!" Zhao Yan didn't dare to speak too much.

After receiving Zhao Yan's answer, Pingnan of Di Shanggu called everyone in Di Shanggu family to turn around and prepare to leave.

"Wait a minute, the four of them can't stay!" Zhao Yan pointed to the four of them in the Di Shanggu family and said.
Chapter completed!