Ye Qin slowly approached them, and the two of them were inexplicably shocked. Ma Zhengshou pulled out a soft sword from his waist and rolled it towards Ye Qin in the waist. Song Zhanliang knew that he was no match for Ye Qin at all, so he gritted his teeth and lifted his breath and soared into the air, swept out a series of legs, and a shadow of his legs swept towards Ye Qin. The two of them went up and down, trying to save the defeat.

Ye Qin was really not used to using the weapon like Long Whip. He threw it out of hand, and waved it, and a spear appeared out of thin air in his hand. The spear roared out and stabbed Ma Zheng straight towards him, ignoring his soft sword.

Indeed, soft swords are easy to carry. If they really fight, it will not be very useful when they meet experts.

"Crack!"

A sound of teeth grinding sounded, and a soft sword wrapped around the spear, shattering into several segments under the tough spear of the Spear. The spear was cast and passed through his chest with a puff, shaking a cloud of blood mist.

Poor Ma Zheng's body was still hanging on the spear. Ye Qin was like a god of killing, holding a spear in one hand and slamming out the shadow of his legs in the air in the shape of a fist.

In the face of absolute strength, no fancy kung fu can escape. The seemingly extremely sharp leg shadow was passed by the fist wind, and Ma Zheng let out a shrill howl, his body flew backwards, and a thud hit the corner of the wall with a thud. His legs were broken, and he opened his mouth and sprayed out another mouthful of blood, his face pale, because of the pain, his facial features had been deformed.

Looking at Ma Zheng hanging on the spear, Song Zhanliang let out a painful groan, looked at Ye Qin with a twisted face and said, "You...where did your spear come from?"

"You don't have to know this. You will die without a spear!" Ye Qin shook his hand and threw the dead body out, and the spear thrust towards Song Zhanliang.

Feeling the fierce murderous intent on the tip of the spear, Song Zhanliang's body trembled violently and shouted: "I have something for you. Can you stop killing me?"

Ye Qin stopped the spear and said, "What's it?"

"Treasure jade slip, if you let me go, I can take you to get it!" Song Zhanliang said sadly.

"Treasure?"

"It's just an ancient site. I guess you are also practicing ancient martial arts. Maybe there are martial arts secrets, magical utilitarian tools, etc."

Song Zhanliang added fuel to the fire and described it as making Ye Qin believe that there are good things in the treasure, so that he would have the chance to delay time and escape.

Ye Qin stared at him without blinking, and he was furious: "Why, don't you believe it? I can swear to the sky. As long as you can let me go, I will take you to pick it up!"

"Take me to pick it up? Just on you? Don't pretend to be confused and take it out!"

Who is Ye Qin? He has been wandering on the verge of death all year round. The other party wanted to delay time, but he had already seen it. The spear was thrust on the other party's chest.

The strong murderous aura of the spear seemed to imprison his soul. The evil aura made Song Zhanliang tremble, but he also knew that once he handed over the jade slip, he would die. He endured the pain and insisted: "It's really not on me. If you kill me, you won't get anything!"

"Haha, is that?"

Ye Qin suddenly stretched his hand and covered his palm on his head: "Tell me, what's going on with the jade slip? Where is the treasure?"

Song Zhanliang's eyes were straight, as if he was demented, and he murmured to himself: "This is a remnant picture of the ancient monument. The treasure is hidden in the Taklamakan Desert. The Song family has been looking for it for many years and will send people to search for it every year. This year it is Ma Zheng and I."

Ye Qin said: "Where is the jade slip?"

"It's in the storage bag on my body!" Song Zhanliang's eyes were empty and confused, as if he was struggling.

Ye Qin sneered: "Since it is a broken picture, it means that the map in your hand is not complete? How did you get this map?"

"If it were complete, we would have found it long ago. I followed my master to practice and met one of his hidden friends Mao Kai. After getting drunk, Mao Kai accidentally told the secret of the jade slip. The master plotted that he got the jade slip. The next day, the master said that the friend had something to do and left early, but I knew that it was the master who killed him and I personally saw the master send him back to his room."

"Who is your master, and where is the Hidden Sect?"

"My master is now the elder of the Song family, and his name is..."

Suddenly, Song Zhanliang's eyes cleared, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You... What a despicable method, our Song family will not let you go, you must..."

"I annoy others threaten me the most!"

"Puff!" The spear penetrated his chest and Song Zhanliang died in a bad life.

Ye Qin knew that he could never ask anything anymore. He used the soul searching technique. As long as the other party had no spiritual sense, he could let the other party tell the secret unknowingly by searching the soul. He didn't expect that Song Zhanliang was so tough that he woke up halfway. Continuing to search the soul would only make him become a vegetable. It would be better to give him some fun.

Ye Qin groped on him for a while, and soon found a jade slip in his close-fitting storage bag. The jade slip was hexagonal and the size of a palm, and it was indeed a broken picture.

Since Ye Qin is a remnant picture, he doesn’t have any hope. He is about to go to the desert, so he can try his luck.

Ye Qin put away the remaining picture, found another storage bag on Ma Zheng, and swept it into the ring together with the soft sword, long whip, and sniper rifle. He gathered the bodies of the two people together, fired a fireball and burned it out, and turned around and walked downstairs.

When he arrived at the second floor, he saw that Qiao Shishi had not woken up yet. Ye Qin was about to wake her up, but saw a few people gathered in the lobby on the first floor looking up. One of them was an old man who was pretending to be selling sweet potatoes.

"Haha, it's not hard to find them, and I'm worried that I can't find them, but I'm actually here to my door."

Ye Qin did not wake Qiao Shishi up. After all, killing this innocent girl would inevitably scare her when she saw her. He walked straight downstairs along the stairs. Several people were waiting to receive commissions. Seeing him coming down from above, the dead were so scared that they were about to run away. Ye Qin rushed over and killed him, and the bodies gathered together and burned them.

Ye Qin turned back to the upper floor. In order to prevent Qiao Shishi from being suspicious, she hugged her out of the unfinished building and came to the parking lot to put her in the car to wake her up.

Qiao Shishi woke up and saw herself sitting in the car, looking at Ye Qin with a blank look on her face. She was about to say something, a police car roared and stopped in front of the Mercedes-Benz. Yun Yihang and two policemen got out of the car and walked straight towards Mercedes-Benz.

"Police officer, are you carrying out the mission?" Ye Qin jumped out of the car and met Yun Yihang.

Yun Yihang glanced at Qiao Shishi, who was covered in confusion, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face, but it quickly disappeared, and turned to Ye Qin and asked, "Someone here just now, it won't have anything to do with you, right?"

"It does have something to do with me. Someone wants to kill me, but I'm fine?" Ye Qin touched his nose. This kind of thing could not be hidden at all. Someone must have seen it when the sniper rifle fired just now. I'll find someone to ask me.
Chapter completed!