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Chapter six hundred and twenty nine trouble

"Qin Fan, what are you doing!"

Qin Fan saw the direction clearly on the miniature map of the gray iron box, and was just about to put it back into the storage ring, but at this moment he heard such a voice coming from the side.

"No, we're in trouble this time." Hearing this voice, Qin Fan couldn't help but feel his heart sink slightly.

Those who can appear on the third floor of the Nine Dragons Tower, except for Qin Fan, who is a monster, must be super strong warriors at the martial saint level. These martial saint warriors can generally control their aura freely.

Qin Fan is just a Martial Lord. If the other party is deliberately hiding, it is normal for him not to notice anyone nearby.

So Qin Fan didn't need to look back, he already knew that the person coming must be a strong Martial Saint, and this Martial Saint strong man has excellent eyesight. He didn't know how long he had been hiding and watching, fearing that he had already seen this gray iron box.

The image on.

This situation is very unfavorable for him.

However, Qin Fan's psychological quality was very good. Although he was a little uneasy in his heart, he calmly put the gray iron box away, then slowly turned his head, looked at the person who came and said calmly: "It's nothing."

, it’s just a gadget.”

The person who came was indeed a strong Martial Saint, about fifty years old. At the gathering point before entering Jiulong Valley, Qin Fan vaguely understood that this person was from the Yan family in Zhenjing, the capital of the Great Earthquake Country. His name was Yan.

Zhuo, his strength is probably between the second level Martial Saint and the third level Martial Saint.

This kind of strength is not too strong among the martial saints who entered the Nine Dragons Tower this time. However, this person was able to reach the third floor of the Nine Dragons Tower so quickly. Either he is extraordinary or he is very lucky. Because

Even at this time, there are no more than twenty people on the third floor of the Nine Dragons Tower. The strength of this person is obviously not among the top twenty who came to the Martial Saint this time.

The first and second floors of the Kowloon Tower are both huge, and they are like a maze. If you are not strong enough, you will not be able to find the way. It is estimated that you may not be able to find the entrance in a month or two. If Qin Fan does not have the gray iron box

If you just walk around randomly on the mini map in the map, you may not be able to find the entrance to the third floor even in March or even half a year!

Even if he can deal with those endless seventh-level monsters, if he wants to find the Shadow Gate, he must have strong mental power and induction power. Qin Fan is still a Martial Lord after all, and has not yet gone through the period of breaking through to the Martial Saint.

Transformation. Therefore, there is still a certain gap between these two aspects and those of ordinary martial saints.

His strength can be called the king among the Martial Saints, but compared to the Martial Saints, he is only at the bottom.

"A gadget? What gadget? Can you show it to me?" Yan Zhuo's eyes slightly shrank at this moment, and seeing Qin Fan put away the gray iron box so quickly, he said loudly.

"Senior Yan. Isn't this very good? This is my own thing after all." Qin Fan had a look of embarrassment on his face. In fact, he didn't want to easily argue with a strong Martial Saint, so he just said calmly.

"Since it's just an irrelevant gadget, why not take a look? Is it something shameful?" Yan Zhuo continued unhesitatingly. He looked at Qin Fan, and there seemed to be a hint of menace in his eyes.

meaning.

"Haha. Everyone has their own secrets, right? Why should Senior Yan make things difficult for me? Please don't make things difficult for me." Qin Fan just said with a faint smile.

"Qin Fan, since you call me senior. In fact, I have grown up for decades and have much more experience than you. This gadget you think may be a treasure, but you still

Let me help you identify it, otherwise it would be a sin if the treasure is not covered in dust and does not play its intended role." Yan Zhuo looked indifferent and continued to threaten Qin Fan.

"No need to bother Senior Yan. I have already confirmed that this is really just a gadget of little use. I hope Senior Yan will not interfere." Qin Fan's face was already slightly ugly at this time. He knew that this Yan Zhuo might be

I have really seen the map on this gray iron box clearly. I will not give up easily.

"Qin Fan, you don't have to fool me. On the iron box you were holding just now, I saw a phantom structural diagram of the entire Nine Dragons Tower, as well as some red dots and dark gold dots. That is the Nine Dragons Tower.

Is this the map of the tower?" Sure enough, seeing Qin Fan being tight-lipped, Yan Zhuo directly showed his cards at this moment and said.

"Senior Yan, you must have read it wrong. This is actually just an ordinary iron pillar. I just drew some random things on it when I was bored." Qin Fan made the final excuse, but in fact, he intuitively felt that Yan Zhuo was not a kind person.

At this time, he had already begun to secretly be on guard.

"Qin Fan, you don't have to deceive me anymore. Explanation is just a cover-up. If what you said is true and this is just an ordinary iron pillar, why don't you dare to show it to me?" Hearing this, Yan Zhuo's face changed.

He showed a slightly displeased expression and said with a somewhat majestic tone.

"So what if this is not an ordinary iron pillar, Senior Yan, do you still want to rob a junior of mine for no reason?" Qin Fan's face gradually became indifferent, and he responded coldly.

"Qin Fan, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful in front of me. I know you are not a simple person. You have already reached the realm of martial arts at a young age. In terms of talent and intelligence, no one in the younger generation can compare with you.

"Compared." There seemed to be a sneer on Yan Zhuo's face, and he said unhurriedly: "And you can rush to the third floor of the Nine Dragons Tower so quickly just by relying on the seventh-level Martial Lord realm. You said you don't have the Nine Dragons

No one will believe the map of the tower."

This time, Qin Fan did not answer, because he knew that at this time, he knew that it would be in vain to talk any more.

"Qin Fan, in fact, although you are extremely talented, you are still young after all, and your strength is only at the seventh level of martial arts. With your own strength, even if you have a map, you must be on the third floor of the Nine Dragons Tower.

It's hard to move even an inch." Seeing that Qin Fan didn't speak, Yan Zhuo softened his tone, then looked at Qin Fan and said, "You might as well cooperate with me."

"Cooperation?" Qin Fan frowned at this time and raised his head.

"Yes, Qin Fan is not afraid to tell you that there are many eighth-level monsters in the third floor of the Nine Dragon Towers. These eighth-level monsters are equivalent to our martial saints, but not like the seventh-level monsters on the two floors below.

The beast is so easy to deal with. With your strength, once you encounter it, you already know the consequences." When Yan Zhuo saw Qin Fan's response, he knew that he had guessed right, and then he said proudly, "But if you come with me

Cooperate, give me the map of the Nine Dragon Towers, and teach me how to use it. I can guarantee your safety. When the time comes, you will be rewarded, and you will naturally benefit from it."

"It seems that Yan Zhuo doesn't know that I already have the strength to kill the eighth-level monster. However, he is indeed cunning enough to set a trap. My answer is equivalent to admitting it, but at this time, it is useless not to admit it.

It's useless, he will definitely continue to press." But Qin Fan actually felt a little disdainful in his heart. Yan Zhuo said so nicely, but in fact he just wanted to get his gray iron box. Once the box is obtained, there is a high possibility that it will be the other way around.

.

As for sharing the gray iron box, it is impossible for him to agree. On the one hand, he does not trust Yan Zhuo at all. On the other hand, the gray iron box is an important aid for him to find the devil. Naturally, the fewer devils there are.

The more people know, the better.

"I'm sorry, Yan Zhuo, I can't promise you." Qin Fan immediately refused, and he didn't use any honorific at this time.

"Qin Fan, you have to understand the situation clearly!" Hearing Qin Fan's refusal, a cold look appeared on Yan Zhuo's face at this time. If he wasn't worried that Qin Fan would suddenly destroy the gray iron box or the gray iron box

If there was any special way to use it, he would have already done it.

"What's the situation? Is it because you are a Martial Saint and I am a Martial Master?" Qin Fan raised his eyes without fear at this time and looked at Yan Zhuo in the air.

"Hmph, Qin Fan, I know you are also a smart person. Do you really think that when you withstood 40% of your strength under Yun Feiyang, you really think you can compare with the second-level Martial Saint?"

Yan Zhuo snorted coldly at this time, and seemed to be showing his true colors.

"Even if we can't compare, it doesn't mean that I have to surrender to you Yan Zhuo and offer my own things with both hands." Qin Fan's eyes also began to become cold. At this time, there was no way to deal with it.

There's room.

"Qin Fan, it's not easy for you to reach your current level at such a young age. Why should you ruin your promising future in martial arts?" Yan Zhuo finally said with a sneer, and the mighty momentum belonging to the Martial Saint surged toward Qin like a stormy sea.

Fan pressed forward, as if he wanted to directly force Qin Fan to submit.

"Yan Zhuo, you have finally become a Martial Saint at such a young age, why don't you know how to cherish it?" Qin Fan also responded with a sneer. At this time, the phantoms of the three demon kings began to appear on his body.

, helping him fight against Yan Zhuo's Martial Saint-level momentum. At this moment, he was like a steel ship in the stormy sea, facing the huge waves, but still sticking to his own direction.

"Okay, arrogant boy, this Martial Saint Shu has condescended to tell you so much, but you don't appreciate it! Now that you are seeking death, don't blame this Martial Saint! Now I will let you see Wu Shengqiang

The real difference between a warrior and a Martial Lord!" Yan Zhuo couldn't help but be furious at this moment, and with anger in his eyes, a big palm of vitality pressed towards Qin Fan overwhelmingly.

"Reducing your dignity by lowering your dignity? It's really funny! I also want to see how much you, the so-called martial saint, can weigh! How expensive will it be!" Qin Fan's eyes condensed at this time, his mental will and body

The state reached its peak, and then the momentum in the whole body was activated, like the scorching sun, like a rainbow, and then a punch was suddenly blasted forward. (To be continued)

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