All the corpses on the ground were killed by Tan Weiran, but he didn't take them seriously. He teased the girl for a few words and fell into deep thought.

This scene is really weird.

The Yi family was stunned for a long time. Yi Baohai was Yi Ruier's father. He woke up first. He stepped forward and picked up his daughter, looking at the murderous boy in horror.

Yi Qingzhi was shocked and looked at Zhuang Qi's body without a bloody face.

More than ten lives, including Zhuang Qiye, died in his Yi family, and even Hongjiang, the largest in Qianzuihuang Realm, could not be cleaned. He tolerated the banker everywhere, just to protect him, but unexpectedly, there was still a time when he could not be given up.

Yi Qingzhi was in a miserable state, standing still in place, and was at a loss for a moment.

After a moment of silent silence, only Yi Ruier jumped out of her father's arms, grabbed Tan Weiran's legs, and begged, "Big brother, can you help our family?" Seeing this, Yi Baohai's face turned blue.

Tan Weiran squatted down with his eyebrows. Yi Ruier's eyes were bright and her chubby face showed resentment: "The dealer is very bad and often bullies us."

After a meal, the little girl looked at the strange and beautiful big brother and said, "Big brother, will you help us?"

Listening to the niece's tender voice, Yi Xiaoyun looked at the terrifyingly powerful boy, and her heart beat violently. This time, it was not for the handsome appearance or the extraordinary demeanor.

Yi Xiaoyun's knees softened and she knelt in front of Tan Weiran: "Young Master Tan, please save our Yi family. As long as you are willing to help, we are willing to present Tianleizhu with both hands."

Tan Weiran said silently: "I'm not here to coerce and induce people. I'm not here to cause trouble. I'll buy spirit stones..." As he suddenly said, thousands of fourth-grade spirit stones appeared at his feet: "Are these enough?"

Is it enough?

There are slight differences in the exchange of various qualities of spirit stones in various circles. Generally speaking, a fourth-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for thirty first-grade spirit stones, and a seventh-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for thirty fourth-grade spirit stones.

That's basically the same. If a ninth-grade spirit stone is combined with 10,000 first-grade spirit stones, there must be no more.

Thousands of fourth-grade spirit stones. For Tan Weiran, who has hidden veins and the income from the cave, it is really a drop in the bucket. For the Yi family, even the seller can't find any number.

The huge spirit stone hit the eyes and mind naked. Tan Weiran added: "This is just a deposit."

Yi Xiaoyun was as stupid as a wooden chicken. This was the first time she had seen such a huge spirit stone. She tried her best to wake up from the impact, and she was more convinced of the speculation in her heart.

This handsome young man is so rich and has such skills, he is definitely of great origin.

Seeing that his father was about to agree, Yi Xiaoyun hurriedly said in front: "Young Master Tan, as long as you are willing to help, we are willing to give the Tianlei Zhu without taking any action." This statement almost made Yi Qingzhi and others faint.

"Big brother, do you agree." The little girl rubbed her glutinous voice aside.

Tan Weiran's mouth curled slightly, and a cold sneer appeared: "You are smart."

Yi Xiaoyun's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and she was already sweating profusely. She said carefully: "Tan Gongzi, you are from the foreign land, right? With your strength, you will definitely not be afraid of the dealer."

"You are smart, but you don't have enough experience." Tan Weiran's eyes were faint, and he glanced at the yard and said, "Let me tell me if you have to kill someone, for me, is it easy to kill the dealer or you."

Yi Xiaoyun's face was pale in an instant, as if she was struck by lightning, and was shaking.

Tan Weiran shrugged and spread his hands, showing his freedom and freedom: "Come and tell me, why should I give up the easy and difficult?"

Yi Xiaoyun's voice was dry, and she couldn't even speak. Fortunately, when she was most afraid, she heard Tan Weiran say: "Don't worry, I'm not here to rob and kill people, nor to threaten and tempt."

"I will pay for it." Tan Weiran looked around and eliminated the fear of the Yi family: "I am just a passerby in Qianzuihuang Realm and will leave soon, so there is no need to get involved in local disputes."

"Brother, is this the thunder bamboo you want?" The little girl wandered around from somewhere, carrying a wet tiny bamboo whip and sent it to Tan Weiran.

Tan Weiran concentrated his fingertips on it, revealing the purple-black bamboo surface, feeling a hint of paralysis. He drew his sword slightly and slashed it on the bamboo, and it was suddenly bounced back, not even a mark could be left.

The mind was collected, and he twisted the bamboo at will, injected the true energy into it, and sprinkled a nine-tribulation Thunder Sword, and the purple lightning quickly intertwined.

Tan Weiran smiled happily, yes, this is the Tianlei Zhu he was thinking about, and the year has reached at least ten thousand years.

No way. Tan Weiran's knuckles that wiped Tianlei Bamboo were already dirty and black, and he was immediately amazed and laughed: "You are such a treasure in Tianlei Bamboo, you actually threw them around... How many spirit stones do you want?"

The Yi family has long become a sculpture, and no one has any impression of this thing. Even Yi Qingzhi can't remember why this thing was in the Yi family. But I vaguely remember that my granddaughter often carried this bamboo whip and chased chickens everywhere...

When the Yi family looked at each other in front of each other, Tan Weiran felt a feeling, and knocked his fingers lightly, showing his teeth: "There are indeed many people who are not afraid of death."

Everyone was puzzled. At this time, a loud bang came from outside, and the entire gate and wall exploded into pieces, shooting inward, with a shocking momentum.

Tan Weiran glanced at him and the frightened members of the Yi family swept over and protected the Yi family.

Several men and women stepped in as if no one was around, looked around the corpses, their faces quickly filled with anger: "I've really been killed."

One of the middle-aged women stepped forward and grabbed the breathless Master Zhuang Qi, who was even more angry. He even cried out with a shocking aura of resentful woman. His vicious eyes pierced, describing him like a shrew's violent anger: "Did you kill my husband?"

Tan Weiran said calmly: "It seems to be me."

The middle-aged resentful woman beat her chest and stamped her feet and screamed: "Are all the men in your dealer dead? I, a woman, must come forward and invite the master to take action."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry." The three of them couldn't hold back their faces and said angrily: "We must avenge Lao Qi."

The resentful woman said viciously: "I want to tear this little bastard into pieces."

The other three men had a dark face and shouted: "Come out for me."

For a moment, there were constant bangs. In a blink of an eye, figures flew into the outside, surrounding the Yi family. One of the men pointed at Yi Qingzhi and said coldly: "Old Yi. This time it's not my banker who doesn't miss the old love..."

Turning his head to look at the elegant Tan Weiran, the man felt awe-inspiring in his heart, looking at the corpse on the ground, and his anger boiled again: "In the territory of Miancheng City, no one dares to provoke our banker, then you will die..."

A slight sound was heard. The man's voice seemed to be cut by scissors. All his anger and hatred turned into horror. He looked tightly at the pair of slender hands that were strangling his neck!

Tan Weiran faced the man and said softly: "So, you are the dealer, so you are here to kill me!"

"Then you can die."

As soon as these words were said, the man was in horror and endured a huge force. When his chest was penetrated, he blew up with blood, and felt that his sternum was almost completely broken and penetrated into his internal organs.

"Yes." Tan Weiran raised his chin slightly and was slightly surprised: "I actually practiced the golden body? I'll give you a ride."

He grabbed his neck and raised it lightly over his head... This scene was really terrifying. A shorter boy actually swung a burly man with one hand. He hit the ground like an iron hammer, and then swung it to death on the ground.

The others were already shocked and shouted: "Kill them, kill them quickly, kill them all."

A sword light suddenly burst out, like a halo, rippling with moving ripples.

After just halfway through the call, he found a tearing pain in his waist. His body couldn't help but shorter, and he became much smaller than the shorter boy.

He didn't become shorter, it was clearly cut into two pieces by a sword. The man didn't notice it before he fell to the ground, but he actually shouted the words in full before he realized that he was naturally dead.

Yi Qingzhi and others were stunned. They saw this handsome boy like a ghost, perhaps even more terrifying than a ghost, and turned around and turned into the banker.

Sometimes it squirts, sometimes it thunderstorms, sometimes it is dull. It is just a claw or a sword. Wherever this handsome boy goes, blood bursts out almost everywhere, shooting like a fountain.

Suddenly no one can be his enemy.

Especially, Tan Weiran is clever and elegant, and the calmness emits a breath of calmness, which is even more heartbreaking.

This young man who claims to be Tan Weiran is really too powerful.

At a young age, he actually has such strength, and with his demeanor, he definitely has a very big background.

Yi Xiaoyun and others were secretly excited, almost unable to control their heartbeats, and looked at each other, speculating in their hearts: Maybe, Tan Weiran came from a large sect.

Perhaps, is it a powerful sect or family with a divine illumination?

The skills of the foufeitan Weiran are here, and the foufeitan Weiran's appearance shows pamperingness, and they may not even dare to think about the realm of God. After all, that is too far away from them.

In just a moment, the cry of tragic ended, and more than 20 people were killed, except for the resentful woman.

When the resentful woman saw Tan Weiran stroll over, she screamed shrillly: "I am a disciple of Luoxia Sect..."

Before he finished speaking, his forehead was pierced and he fell to the sky without a trace of breath.

Tan Weiran slowly collected the sword and returned it to the sheath, thinking coldly: "The Bashi Sword created by the ancestor of Ming Dynasty combined the skills of the sect is worthy of being his skill that can dominate the world."

"Well, the sect's Pianruobu is also good, although it is only at the level of spirit. I have neglected the sect's inheritance skills before, and there are some excellent skills. If you have time in the future, you might as well study more."

At this time, Tan Weiran put away his coldness and smiled gently, "It seems that I have caused trouble to your Yi family."

After a pause, a smile like spring breeze: "Who will guide me?"

Everyone in the Yi family looked at him blankly, and Yi Xiaoyun said tremblingly: "Where is the way to lead the way?"

Tan Weiran smiled and felt extremely sad: "Of course it's the dealer. Trouble will not leave by yourself, of course I have to move it away with my own hands."
Chapter completed!