The Four Saints of the Imperial Pavilion were now threatened by a mere physical cultivator, and Shang Zhinan felt extremely humiliated.
Shang Zhinan narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you know how serious the consequences will be if you kill me?"
Shang Zhinan added: "You should know that there are four saints in the Royal Pavilion!"
Chen An nodded, smiling and looking very easy to talk to: "So, you don't want to die, and I don't want to kill you. You take out the treasure and build a friendship boat between you and me. Isn't it nice?"
At this point, Chen An narrowed his eyes and said, "Of course, the longer you delay, the less patience I'll have. I might even do something irreversible!"
Shang Zhinan glanced at Ling Feng, who was lying dead on the ground. He knew that this kid really dared to attack these strong men.
Although I have lived to a very old age, the older I get, the less I want to die.
"good!"
Shang Zhinan was decisive and took out the thousand-year-old elixir, the elixir, and the precious magic weapon.
Chen An took a look at the precious magic weapon and found it was actually a copper tower. He was immediately disappointed. It was naturally not as valuable as a magic weapon!
Originally, some people planned to die rather than surrender and maintain their dignity as a strong person.
But after Shang Zhinan took out the things, he saw that some people seemed unwilling to give in, and his eyes narrowed: "Take out the best things you have and give them to this little brother!"
"Saint..." Someone frowned.
Shang Zhinan scolded, "Hurry up, this little brother doesn't have much patience."
At this moment, even Chen An himself was a little surprised. This old man... is quite capable.
In fact, Shang Zhinan felt aggrieved. He had already surrendered, but there were still people who would rather die than surrender. Wasn't that a slap in the face of him, one of the Four Saints?
Surrendering together made Shang Zhinan feel much more balanced.
Finally, under the coercion of Chen An and the scolding of Shang Zhinan, the others took out the good things they had and sold them.
However, their eyes were all sinister, as if they were thinking that if the formation failed, the boy in front of them would be torn into pieces!
In a short while, Chen An harvested fifteen thousand-year-old elixirs, as well as some magic weapons and pills!
Chen An was so excited that he wanted to raise his head and roar.
As expected of a contemporary powerhouse, this is just a joke! They're all fat sheep! In just a short while, they'll have half a month's supply of food!
It’s worth taking the risk to run back!
At this time, Shang Zhinan looked at the excited Chen An and couldn't help but ask: "Are you satisfied, little brother?"
Chen An nodded with satisfaction: "Satisfied, very satisfied!"
"Then..." Shang Zhinan looked at Lu Hongyi.
"Then I'll start with you!"
Suddenly, before he could finish his words, the Heavenly Sword in Chen An's hand instantly stabbed into Shang Zhinan's heart!
Shang Zhinan widened his eyes and stared at Chen An: "You...actually went back on your word!"
Chen An's eyes were cold, without a trace of smile.
Several big figures from the Tianyue Dynasty nearby were immediately furious!
"How dare you kill a saint, ah..."
"You're going to die a miserable death, uh..."
Puff puff...
The roar quickly turned into screams amid the flash of the knife.
At this moment, Chen An was like an executioner, and blood splattered wherever the blade passed!
In a moment, each of these world-famous figures died tragically under Chen An's knife like chickens!
Lu Hongyi stood aside, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
She had not expected that this cunning brat who had been doing nothing right all day long, and who had been mad at her and going against her, would be so decisive in killing her at this moment!
His eyes narrowed and he asked, "Chen An, do you know who you killed?"
"I know. This old man is not from the Royal Pavilion." Chen An said indifferently.
He has indeed learned how to kill now, and he has no sense of guilt in killing these people.
After all, if he doesn't kill, he will be left helpless after the formation.
Lu Hongyi asked with great interest, "Then do you know what the Royal Pavilion is?"
"It's just the Royal Pavilion, what's the big deal?" Chen An naturally didn't know, so he didn't think much about it.
"There are four saints in the Imperial Pavilion. Shang Zhinan is the weakest, but he is also one of the top ten strongest people in Eastern Shenzhou."
"Tsk, no matter how strong they are, they still know that I killed them? At most, they will think it was you who killed them. I am just a nobody, how could I possibly kill a saint!"
Chen An grinned and laughed nonchalantly.
Lu Hongyi narrowed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. "Others might not be able to do this, but Shang Zhinan is one of the Four Saints of the Imperial Pavilion. He has a life tablet in the Imperial Pavilion. The scene before his death will appear on the life tablet, so..."
Chen An didn't care at first, but when he heard this, his heart started beating wildly.
He stared at Lu Hongyi with wide eyes, and suddenly became anxious: "You said that the other three old guys in the Royal Pavilion probably already know that I killed Shang Zhinan?"
"Correct answer!"
"Fuck, why didn't you say it earlier!" Chen An stared at Lu Hongyi, the damn woman, with resentment. How unfair!
Lu Hongyi raised her eyebrows slightly: "I told you, will you let him go?"
"Of course not!" Chen An gritted his teeth.
"That's it, the result is still the same." Lu Hongyi said calmly.
But Chen An's next sentence made Lu Hongyi dumbfounded.
"How is it the same? I caught that old man and asked you to stab him to death. From now on, the Royal Pavilion will only seek revenge on you. What does it have to do with me, Chen An?"
After Chen An finished speaking, he sighed again. The trip to Tiandu, which he had been looking forward to, suddenly felt less exciting!
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