Zhang Liang did not use the sea locust marching technique. It is not worth wasting a second-level blood-sucking purple locust for these people.

Moreover, these people are too scattered. Each person controls thousands of spirit insects and one person controls hundreds of thousands of spirit insects. Those are two concepts.

If a person controls 100,000 spirit insects, it is equivalent to the method of marching, and Zhang Liang dares not compete with him.

But there are more than twenty people who control 100,000... Oh no, the remaining 50,000 spirit insects are controlled by only 50,000 spirit insects. On average, one person controls two or three thousand spirit insects, and they are of the first-class low-level.

After being intimidated by Zhang Liang, everyone scattered and had no time to care about the spirit insects, so that even if the number of spirit insects on the other side was far greater than that of themselves, they could not synthesize a force, which would be meaningless to them.

One hour later.

An insect farmer was surrounded by a large number of sea locusts and was so scared that he shivered all over.

Zhang Liang sat on Longyouzhou and looked at him with a smile and said, "I'm very curious, where did you hide before? There is only one opportunity. You can say it or not, the choice is up to you."

The insect farmer shivered with his pale face and said respectfully: "Grand, sir, I say, I say, I just want sir, to spare the villain's life."

Zhang Liang smiled faintly: "It depends on how much you can say."

The man hurriedly said, "Sir. We were chosen by Jiang Po. The night before, we set out from other ports of Biyou Island, and finally gathered in a small secret realm that had been abandoned fifty miles away here to set up an ambush. Jiang Po promised us that if things were done, we would like to reward a thousand spirit stones, and the family would flourish for thirty years, and give us high-level insect control techniques..."

This man said a lot like a bean, but not much is really important.

Zhang Liang said a little disappointed: "What is Sun Qian's strength now?"

"Sir, this little guy really doesn't know! The owner of the field will not tell me to wait."

Zhang Liang laughed and said, "Yes, they are all cannon fodder, what can you know?"

"Forget it, the host will not make things difficult for you, just give up on yourself!"

When the man heard this, he was frightened and begged for mercy: "Give up your life with the Lord of the Black Wind! The villain is willing to follow the adults, and his heart is shady... The villain has the skills to raise insects. The villain... can also be an undercover agent for the adults. Yes, the villain can sneak back to the Biyou Insect Field..."

"Oh!"

Zhang Liang's finger shot, and saw the spiritual energy turning into a sword, the thunderwater sword energy pierced into the man's eyebrows and killed him.

Zhang Liang had no sympathy and directly let the blood-sucking purple locust cover his body, killing him completely without leaving any trace of flesh and blood.

As for the secret realm that people mentioned, Zhang Liang would not go to. Who knows if there will be any ambush there?

I have achieved my goal and I have not lacked a small secret realm and I will stop when I see it.

After all, it is not yet time to go to a complete war with Sun Qian.

However, after this incident, Sun Qian should be able to calm down.

Zhang Liang cleaned up everyone's storage bags, but found that there seemed to be only the unified distribution of Ten Thousand Sword Talismans and Thunder Fire Xuanzhu in the storage bags, each with three pieces.

In addition, I just use the weapons I use, and there are no such things as spirit stones, martial arts, etc.

Obviously, it’s just a dead soldier. Some people have made the worst plans and don’t want them to support the enemy.

Even Meng Po’s storage bag is not in a single spirit stone.

"What a Sun Qian. If you don't give me the spirit stone, won't I want it?"

Zhang Liang snorted coldly and headed straight for Biyou Island.

Half a day later.

Black Wind Worm Farm, the owner's house.

Zhang Liang called Yang Xue.

"Master, have you come out of seclusion?"

Zhang Liang nodded slightly: "I'll call Yang Xun over here. The owner of the game has something to tell him to do."

"Yes, the owner."

A moment later, Yang Xun hurried over and asked, "Master, are you calling me old slave?"

Zhang Liang nodded slightly, then handed over a spiritual book and said, "You can personally go to the Biyou Insect Field to give it to Sun Qian himself."

"ah?"

Yang Xun's heart sank. Could it be that the owner of the venue is going to seek peace?

However, he also sighed secretly, and it was right. If he was targeted like this, it would not be a solution. A temporary seeking of peace would be a strategy.

However, Zhang Liang reminded the next moment: "When you go, stand up straight and raise your posture to the owner of the game. If anyone dares to be unreasonable to you, just scold me."

"this?"

Yang Xun was a little confused for a moment. Is this serious?

"Why, why don't you do it?"

"Yes, the owner."

After driving Yang Xun away, Zhang Liang lay on the chair and greeted Yang Xue casually: "These Japanese players are a little tired, so please give them a squeeze."

"Yes, the owner."

...

Yang Xun was a little nervous. He walked very slowly along the way. If possible, he would rather not come to the Biyou Insect Field for the rest of his life.

However, he had to refuse Zhang Liang's instructions.

At this moment, standing outside the Biyou Insect Field Formation, Yang Xun broke into the formation with a spiritual letter. Soon, several people walked out of the formation and looked at Yang Xun with some bad eyes.

Seeing the other party's eyes, Yang Xun felt a little confused. Why did they all seem to be eating me?

Yang Xun subconsciously wanted to say something pleasingly, but immediately thought of Zhang Liang's orders. After hesitation, Yang Xun finally raised his head high and snorted coldly: "What are you looking at? This is the hospitality place of Biyou Insect Field?"

The two of them were obviously more angry, but then they suppressed their anger and said dryly: "Please."

Yang Xun was surprised that the other party didn't even want to mock him. He had nothing to say to him throughout the whole process and took him into the inner courtyard of the owner's mansion.

One of them continued to say in a dry voice: "Please wait, I'll report."

In the room, Sun Qian was rare to read books, but stared at the shattered life talismans all over the table, with Jiang Po’s life talismans among them.

He has been sitting here for a long time, perhaps recalling the past, or regretting provoking Zhang Liang, but no one knows what he is thinking.

"The owner, Yang Xun brought him to the Black Wind Worm Field."

"Um!"

Sun Qian didn't move until a hundred breaths passed before he murmured: "Por Jiang, if there is a day to build the foundation, he will kill this person and avenge you."

Yang Xun was not impatient to wait. Instead, he hoped that Sun Qian would come out later because he didn't really want to face this person.

"Squeak!"

The door of the owner's mansion was opened. Sun Qian walked out in plain clothes, with his hands on his back, and looked calm. He glanced at Yang Xun lightly, then picked up some spiritual food from the shelf by the wall, sprinkled some into the insect pool by the wall, and after a few breaths, he said, "What's the matter?"

Yang Xun gritted his teeth and tried to maintain a tone of neither humility nor arrogantness, saying, "The owner asked the old slave to personally deliver a spiritual letter to the grand master."

"Um!"

"Give it."

Yang Xunzheng took two steps forward, but was stopped by Sun Qian's men, who wanted to take the spiritual book.

However, Yang Xun avoided the man's hand and said again: "The owner asked the old slave to personally deliver a spiritual letter to the grand master."

"Rareless, this is in the owner's house of my Biyou Worm Field."

The subordinate was furious and scolded Yang Xun angrily.

Yang Xun raised his voice and said, "My owner asked me to personally deliver a spiritual letter to the grandpa owner. Are you having any ear problems?"

"Hiss~"

In the owner's mansion, Sun Qian's two subordinates suddenly felt cold and thought to himself, how dare this old man?

Sun Qian's hands were slightly stagnant, and his eyes narrowed a little.

"Let him come."

At this moment, Yang Xun felt that his back was soaked, but he believed that the owner should not deliberately let him die. There should be a reason for doing this.

Unexpectedly, the owner of Biyou really let himself go.

Sun Qian took the spiritual book from Yang Xun. Naturally, Yang Xun didn't dare to get too close, so he stepped back. It would be fine if he pretended once, but he couldn't keep pretending.

Sun Qian opened the spiritual book, glanced at it, and then laughed a little.

But after only a moment of laughter, a hint of ruthlessness finally appeared on his face, but he kept his back to Yang Xun and others, so no one saw it.

"What a dark wind owner, very good."

Yang Xun saw Sun Qian staring at the spiritual book, but he didn't know what was written on it, so he could even grit his teeth.

Sun Qian stared at the spiritual book, which read: "I have returned the thank you gift. I want to be safe. I have 10,000 spirit stones. This matter has been exposed. Otherwise, 10,000 spirit stones a year will be put on hold. How many years do you want to be safe?"

"Revealed?"

Sun Qian sneered secretly, and according to the other party's murderous nature, this matter could not be revealed.

But if there is no indication, there may be a lot of things happening later. The key is that everyone who goes out is dead, and no one can prove that all this was done by Zhang Liang. Even if he informs Rao Yaoyao himself, it will probably be useless.
To be continued...