As the commander of the imperial guards, Ling Feng was full of the spirit of a tiger and wolf, and he had no intention of giving in.
Chen An looked at Ling Feng, a smile on his face: "Just right, we're short of a chicken!"
"What?" Ling Feng was puzzled.
But the next moment, Ling Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw a big knife coming straight towards him.
Ling Feng, who is only slightly stronger than an ordinary person now, instantly showed panic on his face and raised his weapon to resist.
sonorous!
"ah……"
The weapon broke, and because the Heavenly Sword was very blunt, Ling Feng was hammered to death on the spot.
Then came Chen An's light voice: "We need a chicken to scare the monkeys!"
The dignified commander of the Tianyue Dynasty's Royal Guard died in such a miserable and cowardly way at Tianyan Pass.
Chen An looked at the dead Ling Feng with a fake look of regret: "Old man, I'm a very easy person to talk to. Why is it that I'm so difficult to talk to here with you guys?"
But in his mind he was thinking, this guy was really working hard when he attacked his wife just now!
Shang Zhinan and the others looked extremely gloomy, and then Shang Zhinan said, "I have two thousand-year-old magical herbs!"
"You are a saint, do you think your life is only worth two thousand-year-old elixirs?" Chen An looked at Shang Zhinan with a smile.
Shang Zhinan took a deep breath and said, "I don't have much on me. Apart from two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, I also have a rare magic weapon, five bottles of Bailing Pills!"
Chen An's heart was pounding. This precious magic weapon was also a very valuable thing.
"Take it out!" Chen An said impatiently.
"Young man, I gave you something. Shouldn't you do something to repay our friendship?"
"I'll spare your life!" Chen An said as a matter of course: "If you don't respect the friendship between us, I'll probably drink the blood of a saint with this knife."
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