7991. Chapter 7991: Battle at Feixue Valley 4

"Valley Master Song, you didn't expect that your opponent would be me, did you?" Yuan Chengfang said with a smile while playing with the Thunder Punishment Staff in his hand. Song Qi'an said with an unchanged expression: "Do you think I will be afraid of you if there is a fake immortal weapon?"

"Haha." Yuan Chengfang laughed, "When you see the true power of the Thunder Punishment Staff, I believe you will be afraid. Valley Master Song, it's not too late to surrender now. As long as you hand over Leng Xuan and the others, our Shengxue Sect will immediately withdraw from Feixian Valley and will never harass you again. How about it?" Song Qi'an said coldly: "I said, they are not here with me. They are neither my friends nor my disciples. I don't need to protect them, not to mention... Humph, do you think I don't understand what you want to do? Even if I really hand them over to you, you will not let me go of Feixian Valley."

"Valley Master Song, you are indeed a smart person, but unfortunately, you can only blame your bad luck." Yuan Chengfang sneered.

"Master, I'll help you." At this time, Zhao Yan rushed over. However, before she could reach Song Qi'an, she was stopped by someone. "Little girl, your opponent is me." Seeing Yanchuan appearing on the opposite side, Zhao Yan's face changed slightly. She gritted her teeth, waved the sword in her hand, and attacked Yanchuan directly.

"Don't overestimate your ability." Looking at Zhao Yan approaching quickly, Yanchuan sneered. Then, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a slender sword immediately appeared in his hand. The sword was half shorter than an ordinary sword, and the sword body was very thin, like a sharp steel needle. Yanchuan held the slender sword in his hand and shook his wrist lightly. The sword immediately shot out, turned into a beam of brilliant silver light, and sank into the air.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan felt a huge force coming from her hand. Before she could react, she heard a "click" and the sword in her hand had broken apart.

"Another fake immortal weapon?" Seeing Zhao Yan was defeated in one move, Song Qi'an's face finally moved. He looked at Yuan Chengfang and said in a deep voice: "When did the Holy Snow Sect become so generous? They actually gave you so many pseudo-immortal weapons." Yuan Chengfang smiled and said, "Master Song, I think you should not care about this, but your apprentice's life. If you don't make a decision, your apprentice will have no choice but to die."

Looking at Zhao Yan who was forced to retreat again and again, Song Qi'an's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of worry. He gritted his teeth, "Let her go, I surrender, everything in Feixian Valley belongs to your Holy Snow Sect, including the Wanling Well. You find this excuse to attack my Feixian Valley, isn't the purpose for the Wanling Well?"

"Okay, Master Song is really straightforward." Yuan Chengfang laughed and immediately called Yanchuan. Then, he swung his hand, and a red chain flew directly to Song Qi'an's side. Seeing the red chain, Song Qi'an's face changed and he sighed secretly. "Master Song, you should know what to do." Yuan Chengfang's voice came slowly.

"Master, don't..." Zhao Yan said quickly. Song Qi'an shook his head, didn't say anything, just opened his hands. Suddenly, the red chain automatically wrapped around Song Qi'an's body. When the red chain bound his body, sharp hooks suddenly emerged from the surface of the chain and pierced into Song Qi'an's flesh.