The First Saint of Dan Dao

After hearing Tang Yan's words, Wan Fei looked in the direction Tang Yan pointed. Sure enough, there was an open door where Qinglang was.

He swung the sword in his hand and stabbed straight forward. Qinglang was shocked. How did that guy find out his open door at such a glance?

"Auntie, he will definitely try to block your sword. Tilt your sword downward three points and cut him!" Tang Yan's words rang out again.

At this moment, Wan Fei had some trust in Tang Yan's words, and swept the sword in his hand downwards.

Sure enough, there was another empty door!

Qinglang was in tears at this point and it was too late to dodge. With a "puff" sound, a deep wound appeared on Qinglang's leg.

"His right leg is injured, and his center of gravity shifts to the left, leaving his right neck open. Cut his neck directly, and be quick!" Tang Yan's words rang out again.

As soon as Tang Yan finished speaking, Wan Fei didn't think twice and followed Tang Yan's instructions, swinging her sword directly towards Qinglang's neck.

"Crack!"

Wan Fei herself did not expect that Qinglang's head could be chopped off so easily by her, and a huge wave of emotion suddenly rose in her heart.

I thought that the fight with Qinglang would be difficult and dangerous, but this kid only asked me to use three moves... no, to be exact, two moves, and Qinglang died on the spot with hatred!

Such a record would be difficult to achieve even at his peak, right? Who is this young man, and how could he have such great magic power?

Seeing Qinglang die, Xiaoliu had already lost all his will to fight. Noticing Wanfei actually walking towards him with a sword, he was frightened out of his wits. In a panic, he was killed by Wanfei's sword.

The outcome that was originally doomed to fail was completely reversed in less than a quarter of an hour. Such a result was beyond Wan Fei's expectations.

Looking at Tang Yan with a complicated expression, Wan Fei bowed and thanked him: "My name is Wan Fei, may I ask what you call me, hero?"

"Auntie, you can just call me Tang Yan." At this moment, Tang Yan was groping Qinglang. Hearing Wan Fei's question, he answered without turning his head.

He searched all six of them, but didn't find anything interesting. Apart from a stack of banknotes, there wasn't much valuable.

Wan Fei, who was originally extremely grateful in her heart, finally couldn't bear it anymore when she heard Tang Yan calling her auntie again.

Isn't it just that I'm dressed more maturely, have more wounds on my body, and my face is a little dirty from the battle, making me look quite disheveled?

But don't you notice my charming figure, perfect face and sexy voice? How did I become an aunt?

"Look carefully, I'm only 22, not an aunt!"

After hearing Wan Fei's words, Tang Yan looked at Wan Fei with surprise, and after a while he said, "Auntie, you are 62, right?"

"I'm going to fight you!" Wan Fei couldn't help it anymore and rushed forward with sword in hand.

"Sister, sister, this is your benefactor!" Chang Ying hurriedly grabbed the running away Wan Fei.

"Hmph!" Wan Fei took a few deep breaths, her heart beating violently.

"My sister has a rather quick temper, please don't blame me, Mr. Tang. Thank you for your help today." Chang Ying bowed to express his gratitude.

"It's okay. By the way, where are you from? Why are you in Cangyun Mountain?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"We are mercenaries. We usually hunt spirit beasts, collect spirit medicines, or work as bodyguards. We don't have a fixed place to stay, but our main activity area rarely goes beyond the Eastern Region. We often hang out in Fangcheng. After all, it is the largest city in the Eastern Region, and there are more opportunities here."

Chang Ying replied, "Mercenaries sometimes act alone, and sometimes in groups. Usually, Sister Wan Fei and I act alone, and we will only act in a group if the mission is very difficult. The personnel this time were all temporarily assembled."

Tang Yan understood in his heart. He had heard of mercenaries. Most of them were between the Yellow Rank and the Black Rank in strength. Because they were born to love freedom, they would rather fight in bloody battles and rarely join a family to be driven by others.

"I wonder where you live? My elder sister and I can visit you to express our gratitude someday." Changying asked curiously.

"I dare not tell you. The auntie just wanted to fight me. If I tell her the address, what if she comes to my house to seek revenge in the future?" Tang Yan directly refused to answer.

"You!" If Wan Fei didn't feel that she couldn't beat Tang Yan, she would probably go berserk again.

However, she was also quite curious. The strength Tang Yan had just displayed was definitely not above the Xuan level. How could he unleash such amazing power?

"Haha, my sister has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She will definitely not fight with you. By the way, Mr. Tang, what are you doing in Cangyun Mountain?" Chang Ying was obviously more talkative. He sat on the ground and started chatting with Tang Yan.

"Training. Originally this wolf pack was my training ground, but you guys destroyed it!" Tang Yan looked at the two of them with dissatisfaction.

After hearing Tang Yan's words, Wan Fei and Chang Ying were both stunned. Chang Ying asked hesitantly, "Training among wolves?"

"Well, now I need some spirit beasts to train my combat skills. I finally came across a pack of wolves, but now I don't know how long I have to wait to meet suitable training subjects again." Tang Yan sighed.

"In other words, Mr. Tang just needs to find the spirit beast?" Chang Ying suddenly asked.

"What? Do you know where there are spiritual beasts?" Tang Yan suddenly became excited.

"Although Cangyun Mountain is very large, we have drawn a simple map based on our experience." After a pause, Changying said awkwardly: "We came here for the White Wolf King. If Mr. Tang..."

"You want me to exchange the Wolf King's core for a map? No, no, no." Tang Yan refused flatly.

"Mr. Tang, you have misunderstood. The map will be given to you no matter what. We came here mainly for the fur of the White Wolf King. If Mr. Tang is not interested in the wolf fur, can you transfer it to us?" Chang Ying asked hopefully.

Tang Yan was naturally not interested in wolf skins. He had no place to store such a big thing. And what did he want the wolf fur for? He nodded and agreed: "If you need it, just take it."

"Really?" Chang Ying and Wan Fei were delighted at the same time.

"Why would I lie to you? If you want it, just go and get it." Tang Yan waved his hand casually.

"Thank you very much!" Chang Ying was about to go over to get the wolf skin, but soon turned back and took out a sheepskin scroll from his arms. He handed it over solemnly and said, "The map of the Cangyun Mountains is very difficult to find in the outside world. We risked our lives to find it. Please keep it, Mr. Tang."

"Oh?" Tang Yan took the parchment scroll with great curiosity. The topography of the mountain range was drawn on it. Combining his impression of the Cangyun Mountains, Tang Yan was 90% sure that what was recorded on it was accurate.

Many of the things recorded above are extremely valuable. For example, the current location has a picture of a wolf with a three marked behind it, indicating that there is a third-level wolf spirit beast here.

The area around the wolf, as well as apes, tigers, leopards and other animals, were all marked with three. I looked at the location of the leopard. Wasn't it the same place where I met the phantom leopard last time?

A hint of excitement flashed in Tang Yan's eyes. With this map, why would he worry about not being able to find a spirit beast to train with?