The sword was broken, and the sword was broken.

Among those present, perhaps only Jia Zhengyu knew how incredible Wang Quan had done.

He had spent several years feeding the weapon to be able to control it at will, but the moment the other party touched it, it was controlled.

Such a method is a natural nemesis for the controller!

Feeling the connection between himself and the three dragon-pecking cones, Wang Quan felt a sense of novelty.

This was the first time he used such a method, but this only once made him inexplicably feel a sense of pride that he could be the enemy of the world.

He had the same feeling only briefly when he cultivated another method.

In just a moment, he was able to control and transform objects, and even robbed other people's weapons. This is one of the Eight Wonders -

The method of refining weapons, the divine machine is refined!

That's right, in this moment, he not only controlled objects, but also transformed them.

If the previous dragon-pecking cone could only penetrate a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate, then now, twenty or even thirty centimeters is not a problem.

Only when you have truly experienced the incredibleness of the wonders, you will understand more clearly how big the chaos that happened back then was.

"The Eight Wonders are really worthy of being the art of chaos." Wang Quan suppressed his thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with some ignorant people, Wang Quan knew one thing better.

The Eight Wonders are just wonders, not the right way. Their abilities may be beyond the ordinary, but the only thing that Wang Quan can take seriously is only one from beginning to end.

Zhang Huaiyi's Qi body source!

According to Wang Quan's guess, the source of Qi should be the method of moving Qi. It can be like a god's spirit to perform Qi methods on others, or it can transform its own Qi back to the innate, condense the innate spirit, and temporarily call it a Qi infant.

When the human Qi is transformed into one, it may realize the concept of the Three Ones, transform the acquired into the innate, and become an immortal!

Of course, all this is just Wang Quan's guess, but in his opinion, its methods are better than any of the Eight Wonders!

"What did you do?!" Jia Zhengyu struggled to climb up against the wall, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Wang Quan fiercely.

Wang Quan sneered, snapped his fingers, and three dragon-pecking spikes broke through the air.

In just a moment, two dragon-pecking spikes pierced Jia Zhengyu's shoulders, nailing him to the wall, and another one was against his brow.

Just a slight movement and Jia Zhengyu's life would be over.

At this time, Jia Zhengyu couldn't say anything. His eyes were staring at the dragon-pecking spike between his eyebrows, and his eyes were almost cross-eyed.

That's not all. The touch from his eyebrows continued to torture his spirit.

Knowing that the premonition of death was imminent, but before death, he had to endure the torment of waiting. It's not an exaggeration to say that it was torture.

It's just that the general punishment is aimed at the body, but this one is aimed at the spirit.

What made Jia Zhengyu even more unacceptable was that Feng Zhenghao was actually standing in the corridor on the side, as if he had arrived before Wang Quan made a move.

Noticing Jia Zhengyu's gaze, Feng Zhenghao slowly pushed his glasses and walked out slowly.

"Xiao Quan, Master Jia is still a member of our Tianxiahui after all. Give Uncle Feng some face and let him go."

Looking at this old fox, Wang Quan was quick to give in, "Okay."

He raised his hand and three dragon-pecking spikes came through the air and returned to his palm. Jia Zhengyu immediately fell to the ground, miserable.

"Let him go, these three dragon-pecking spikes are his life-buying money."

Wang Quan smiled slightly, and his smile was harmless.

Feng Zhenghao squatted down and felt Jia Zhengyu's pulse, and his Qi flowed, and his heart was cold.

Jia Zhengyu, useless.

After today, he will no longer be able to use Qi, and his name will no longer exist in the circle of aliens.

"Xiao Quan, you are a bit cruel. You may have to give an explanation to Jiajia Village for this matter." Feng Zhenghao sighed faintly.

Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong were confused.

Wang Quan grinned, and the brother and sister shuddered at the same time.

In their circle of young people, there is a saying: When Wang Quan smiles, life and death are unpredictable.

It would be fine if Jiajia Village didn't ask about this matter, but if he opened his mouth, I'm afraid... Tsk.

"Uncle Feng, I'm responsible for this matter. Zhang Chulan and the others have left, and I have to catch up. Shayan, Xingtong, let's get together next time."

After saying that, Wang Quan turned and headed for the stairs, and the sound of jumping echoed in the stairwell.

Here, Wang Quan had just left, and Wang Bing came out with a pig's head on his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah!!! What scared me?!" Feng Xingtong only glanced at it, and hurriedly dodged, bumping into

on the wall.

Feng Shayan's mouth twitched at the side, and she knew who it was as soon as she saw the yellow hair.

She raised her eyebrows, "Did your brother beat him?"

Wang Bing nodded "pig head", then asked about Wang Quan's whereabouts, and jumped down the stairwell.

When Wang Bing came out, Wang Quan had already met Zhang Chulan and the others.

"Second brother, go back to Kyoto by yourself and tell the grandfather that I have something to do here. Let's meet at Luotian Dajiao."

As soon as the voice fell, the van started and disappeared in front of Wang Bing at lightning speed.

In the car.

"Third brother, please take me to the airport." Wang Quan said while sending a message.

Zhang Chulan came over curiously and took a look, "Hongcheng? Brother Quan, isn't there still some time before the Luotian Grand Ceremony? Why go there now?"

Wang Quan raised his eyes and glanced, "Zhang Chulan, do you think our friendship has reached the point where I need to report my itinerary to you?"

As soon as these words came out, the air temperature in the car dropped instantly.

Xu San cursed in his heart: Why does Zhang Chulan talk so much?

Xu Si secretly thought in his heart: This kid is definitely not honest, but it's a pity that there is no reason to follow him, and he will definitely not agree.

Zhang Chulan shrank his head in dissatisfaction, he could see it.

Wang Quan's good attitude before was entirely because of Feng Baobao. Without this relationship, he is nothing.

Although this is how he hopes to be regarded by others, he is a little uncomfortable when Wang Quan is so direct.

After that, the car became much quieter.

It was not until they arrived at the airport that Wang Quan earnestly told Xu San and Xu Si, "Third brother, fourth brother, there is something you need to remember."

"About Bao'er's matter and the circle of strange people, let Zhang Chulan know as soon as possible."

"You are used to being in the open, but Zhang Chulan is different. His ideas are more suitable for the current situation, so ask him more about everything."

"Okay, that's all. See you at Luotian Dajiao."

After that, Wang Quan went straight into the airport, leaving Xu San and Xu Si looking at each other.

"He thinks so highly of Zhang Chulan?" Xu San looked puzzled and looked back at the car.

Xu Si, however, seemed to be thinking about something, and raised the corner of his mouth with interest, "Oh, I have figured it out a little bit."

"Brother, in the past twelve years, have you ever doubted Zhang Chulan for even a moment?"

"What did you say?" Xu San frowned and pushed his glasses. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

"Stranger!"

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ps: One chapter today, I will make up for it in two days

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