The First Saint of Dan Dao

"It's your left hand's turn!"

Everyone else widened their eyes in shock at this moment. Who on earth was this young man? How could he beat the third brother to the point where he had no chance to fight back in just a short period of time?

"Crack!" There was another crisp sound of broken bones, and everyone felt their hearts, livers and lungs tremble wildly.

In a flash, Tang Yan cut off the third brother's hands and feet.

The eighth-grade yellow level expert was actually vulnerable in front of this young man!

Everyone had no doubt that if the third brother had not made the first move, he would not even have the chance to attack.

"Ah!" The third brother finally felt the severe pain and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"Don't be so anxious to shout, there's still one more to go!" Tang Yan said calmly, as if he was talking about something insignificant. He raised his foot again and kicked deep into the third brother's legs.

"Puff!" No one knew whether it was the sound of an egg breaking, but all the men, including Chang Ying, felt a chill between their legs.

"Ah!" The third brother let out another earth-shattering and soul-stirring scream, then he tilted his head and fainted.

"Uncle, do I have the qualifications to steal your things?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"Gurgle——" Qinglang swallowed with some difficulty at this time.

Although he was already at the first level of the Mysterious Stage, he could not cripple the Third Brother in one encounter. How terrifying was the strength of the young man in front of him?

Moreover, this kid was so ruthless that even though he was used to living on the edge of a knife, he still felt frightened.

However, the young man's strength did not seem to have reached the Xuan level. Qinglang felt relieved and said with narrowed eyes: "Little brother, as the saying goes, a gentleman does not take away what others like. Since the White Wolf King was killed by me, it naturally belongs to me. If you want it, you can buy it with money. If you want to take it by force, I'm afraid the knife behind me will not agree."

Although Qinglang's attitude was still tough at this moment, he no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning.

This kid who appeared out of nowhere has such terrifying strength. In addition, Wan Fei, whose strength has reached the second level of the Xuan level, is standing next to him. If a fight really breaks out, even if their side wins, it will only be a miserable victory.

"Bullshit!" Tang Yan cursed, "Didn't you hear what I said just now? This White Wolf King is my pet. Since you admit that you killed it, then you should pay compensation.

A third-level spirit beast that understands human nature, human language, and obeys my command is worth a fortune. Considering that you are ignorant and fearless, I am also a kind-hearted person, so I don’t want you to pay too much. Thirty million taels of silver will be enough.”

puff!

Qinglang felt like vomiting blood.

He was arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and everyone said behind his back that he was unreasonable. But let heaven and earth judge, compared with this guy in front of him, who is unreasonable?

The White Wolf King was his pet? His pet died, but he wasn't sad at all, instead he dug out the beast core?

In the end, he even asked me to pay him back. He actually dared to ask for 30 million taels of silver! Is this human language?

If I had 30 million taels of silver, why would I risk my life and come all the way here?

“It seems that little brother is unwilling to give me this face.” Qinglang was not a pushover. Tang Yan’s attitude also aroused his bloodiness. He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: “Since you insist on doing this, don’t blame me for not giving you face. Brothers, go!”

The remaining four people had mixed feelings. Originally, there were only Wan Fei and Chang Ying on the other side, and they thought they had a sure win, so they had no pressure at all.

But this guy suddenly appeared and defeated the third brother in one encounter. Others did not know the third brother's strength, but they knew that he was a genuine eighth-grade yellow-level master.

Faced with such terrifying strength, who among them would dare to risk their lives to rush forward?

Although Wan Fei on the side was seriously injured, she was a genuine second-grade Xuan-level master and was not someone they could contend with.

"Second brother, fourth brother, and fifth brother, kill this guy together. I'm going to chop that woman! Sixth brother, go kill Changying. Let's finish this quickly!" After all, they were brothers who had worked together for many years, so Qinglang gave the order quickly.

"Kill!" After hearing the order, three people immediately ran towards Tang Yan.

Facing the attack of three people, Tang Yan was not panicked. He had fought more than a thousand wolves before, but he was still alive.

Moreover, Tang Yan has a huge advantage in both strength and skills.

Taking a breath of true energy, Tang Yan didn't even use any martial arts, but chose the fighting skills he had honed among the wolf pack.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Tang Yan threw three consecutive punches. The first punch hit a man's wrist, blocking his attack. Then he quickly moved forward and threw the second punch as fast as lightning, heading straight for the man's throat.

The throat is a vital part of the human body. After being hit hard by Tang Yan, the man fainted, but Tang Yan still gave him another heavy punch in the heart without hesitation.

This is not a superfluous move, but rather an experience learned from fighting against a pack of wolves.

Many wolves, if they sense that their opponent is very strong in battle, will lie on the ground and pretend to be dead after being hit, and then take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to give them a fatal blow.

Tang Yan, who had suffered a loss before, naturally would not be fooled again, so the second man who rushed over first was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The fourth brother on the side had already arrived behind Tang Yan and chopped him straight at with a heavy knife.

It was as if Tang Yan had eyes on his back. He took a ghost step and stepped back diagonally, and his figure appeared behind the fourth brother in a strange way.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three consecutive punches, each hitting the vital points of Old Four. Old Four vomited blood and lay straight on the ground.

The two masters were no match for the young man. Lao Wu, who had wanted to rush over, was now shaking with both legs.

"Don't waste time, lie down and have some rest!" Tang Yan's body was as fast as lightning, and he knocked Lao Wu unconscious with a few heavy punches.

Others were also quietly observing the situation on Tang Yan's side. The sudden appearance of this young man added many unstable factors to the situation where the Blue Wolf Group was originally sure to win.

When they saw Tang Yan defeat the three masters of the Blue Wolf Group in just a few rounds, there was a sharp contrast in the expressions of the two sides.

Chang Ying and Wan Fei, who was called Auntie by Tang Yan, were naturally overjoyed. The only two people left in the Blue Wolf Group had grayish faces.

How can we fight this war with such a terrifying person around?

"Uncle, are you going to pay the thirty million?" Tang Yan dealt with the three people, then sat aside and shouted, "Looking at your poor appearance, I guess you can't afford it."

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Qinglang was so depressed that he couldn't express it in words. Where did this pervert come from, and how did he run into his gun?

"Since you don't have the money to pay, you can only pay with your life. Auntie, although you are injured, you are still strong. Don't be afraid. You can definitely beat him. Show your strength. Look at the right three-point point of the blue wolf. Is there a hole? Hit there hard."