"What is my realm?"

Yang Yi looked at An Xiling and laughed, "It's a realm you will never reach!"

He shouted coldly: "Who gave you such a courage to extend his hand to me!"

An Xiling was in a state of dismay at this time and had no response to Yang Yi's question. He slowly turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man behind him, "Brother Feng, didn't you say that Yang Yi is like a clown jumping and is vulnerable?"

Bo Feng's face changed drastically, he glanced at Yang Yi quickly, and his face suddenly became sweaty, "Young Master, don't swear at others! I...what did I say?"

Anxi Ling looked at Bo Feng in disbelief, "You... If you didn't say Yang Yi would come to Shilongling to get treasures, how could everyone chase Yang Yi? If you didn't say he was very capable, how could we make up this determination? You still don't admit it?

Uncle Feng's eyes were circling, and he shook his head and retreated, "Young master, don't harm me, when did I say this..."

"puff!"

He took a few steps back, his neck tightened, and his body suddenly rose into the air. The scene in front of him suddenly changed. When his eyes focused again, Yang Yi's cold face had already appeared in front of him, "My patience is limited. Who is going to instruct you to bewitch them?"

Bo Feng kept struggling in Yang Yi's hands and said hissing: "Young Master Yang, please spare me, the young man was not instructed. This time I came here, it was completely discussed by my young master and the others, and it has nothing to do with the young man!"

Yang Yi looked at Bo Feng and laughed: "I have a technique that best distinguishes whether others are telling the truth or lies. This Ali Ling said it well. They are looking for me, and it is indeed related to your bewitching!"

His palm tightened, and a strange force rushed into Feng Bo's body instantly. Feng Bo's body shook, and then his eyes suddenly bulged out, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly burst out, and his skin turned strange blood-red in the blink of an eye. Even his eyes were filled with blood, making them two blood cells.

Uncle Feng's body kept trembling, and he couldn't even scream. His face was distorted to the extreme. The smell came out. His crotch was wet, but he had incontinence.

Yang Yi ignored the constant trembling of Bo Feng, and glanced at the Fugui Changle Gang like cold electricity, "A group of idiots, don't know if they are used as guns! Get out!"

An Xiling heard this and said angrily: "Yang Yi, you can kill me, but you can't bomb me like a dog!"

Yang Yi said, "You want to rob the treasures of my brotherly Martial Saint like mad dogs. Now you look righteous and arrogant. Are you tired?"

The Rest Spirit was speechless for a moment.

Yang Yi sneered, throwing Uncle Feng, who couldn't help but tremble in his hands, and had urinated and wet his whole pair of pants, and stared at Uncle Feng who was constantly rolling his eyes, and said lightly: "After that, who asked you to deceive these idiots?"

Bo Feng, who was still stubborn just now, collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud. When he heard Yang Yi's question, his body kept twitching and rolled on the ground with difficulty, lay on the ground, and kowtowed to Yang Yi, "Grandpa, I said, I said, I said everything!"

His voice had become hoarse, his bloated eyes could not stop bleeding, and his condition was extremely terrifying.

"It was He Xiuzheng of Qingyun Sect who told me to do this. He said that although these young men from Fugui Changle Gang had little skills, the elders in the family were all well-known figures in Huoyunzhou. If Young Master Yang killed them, it would definitely cause shock to the entire Huoyunzhou. At that time, everyone will be enemies with you. Even if you are powerful, it will be difficult to have a foothold. In this way, everyone will have the chance to seize the treasures of the Martial Saint from you!"

Yang Yi nodded, "Very good!"

He looked at An Xiling, who looked surprised, "Young Master An, Young Master An! Where is this Qingyun Sect? What is He Xiuzheng?"

An Xiling was dazed and was pushed by the sword boy beside him. He just realized that his eyes were filled with rage. He pointed at Bo Feng on the ground and shouted: "Brother Feng, you...hello!"

Bo Feng kowtowed and said, "Young Master, I was confused for a moment. Qingyun Sect is the largest sect in Huoyunzhou. He Xiuzheng is also a martial arts master. I dare not ignore his coercion and temptation to the young!"

Yang Yi said coldly: "I still dare to lie until now!"

He flicked his fingers lightly, and a gust of energy flew out, instantly piercing his forehead, "Such an unfaithful person is worthy of death!"

"ah!"

An Xiling was shocked when he saw a big hole in Feng Bo’s forehead, "You killed him? How could you kill someone? Is there any king's law?"

Yang Yi laughed: "Boy, have you never killed anyone?"

An Xiling's face turned red and she said cowardly: "I think about murder every day..."

Before he could finish his words, he had been picked up by Yang Yi's halberd. When he fell, he was already sitting on a horse next to him. When he was confused, he heard Yang Yi's question, "Do you know where Qingyun Sect is?"

An Xiuling nodded in a daze and said, "I've been to Qingyun Mountain three hundred miles south. I've been there a few times..."

"That's good!"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Yang Yi slapped him on the buttocks of the white horse, "Lead the way forward!"

An Xiling sat down on the white horse and felt pain. He neighed and rushed forward suddenly. An Xiling on the horse's back almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the reaction was prompt, he grabbed the reins of the horse and said tremblingly: "Lead the way? What way do you lead?"

Yang Yi followed closely by horses, "What are you talking about? Of course it's the way to Qingyun Sect!"

Anxi Ling was even more surprised than the frightened white horse under her crotch, and said in surprise: "Go to Qingyun Sect? What are you doing?"

Yang Yi said: "Take your anger and kill someone!"

"Hey, hey, don't do anything wrong!"

The Ali Ling was immediately bumpy, because of surprise, and his tone changed. "This Qingyun Sect is the largest sect in Huoyun Prefecture. Even the descendants of the Martial Saint Jin Xuangan gave him three points. Not to mention that there is a half-step master in the sect, even the three heroes and two shows in the sect are not something that ordinary people can provoke. If you want to go to Qingyun Sect to seek death, I don't care, don't hold me!"

Although he is arrogant, he knows what he can and cannot do.

Therefore, when I heard Feng Bo say that He Xiu from Qingyun Sect was planning to plot against their Changle Gang behind his back, although he was shocked and angry and hated Qingyun Sect to death, he was quite hesitant about how to deal with this matter.

Although he has many rich children in the wealthy Changle Gang, his connections behind him are still a little worse than Qingyun Sect, the number one sect in Huoyunzhou.

Seeing that he didn't dare, Yang Yi smiled and said, "If you refuse to lead the way, you will die now!"

An Xiling's body trembled. He remembered Yang Yi's quick and neat behavior when he killed Bo Feng just now, and was uneasy, fearing that Yang Yi would also give him another finger on his forehead, and he would never dare to violate Yang Yi's orders at all.

Behind him, a group of people from the Fugui Changle Gang saw that the gang leader was kidnapped and shouted for a while, but no one dared to chase him. Only the female sword boy from Anxi Ling rode a horse to chase him, and kept shouting, "Young Master, wait for me, Yang Daxia, don't hurt my young master!"

Two fronts and one back, three big horses were not far away from the road, and there were mixed with the sound of girls shouting and harmony.

The horse of the Anqing Ling is considered a BMW horse. It took only three hours to take three hundred miles. Although it is much worse than the Yellow Dragon Horse, it is already considered good.

The peaks in front rose from the ground. Under the sunset, the huge buildings on the top and the hillside shone with golden light.

An Xiling saw the mountain in front and shouted to Yang Yi: "This is Qingyun Mountain where Qingyun Sect is located. You can go up the mountain by yourself, I'm lost my companion!"

He turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Yi, "He Xiu is designing to frame you and me. I will come to Qingyun Sect to settle the score with him today. You are one of the victims, and you are a witness, you can't leave."

An Xiling said anxiously: "Hiss Yang, I know you are very powerful, but this Qingyun Sect is even more powerful than you! Qingyun Sect is spread all over the world, especially Huoyunzhou, with the most disciples. If I testify for you, my father's position as the president of the Chamber of Commerce will be a little unstable!"

Yang Yi laughed and said, "Oh? When they used you, did they ever think about your life and death? Have you ever thought about your father?"

The Rest Spirit remained silent.

After a moment, An Xiling looked up at Yang Yi, "Okay, I will testify to you! Since He Xiuzheng has such a vicious thought, if I tolerate him again, it would be too pussy!"

He looked at Yang Yi, "There are countless masters in the Qingyun Sect, can you do it?"

Yang Yi laughed, "Follow me!"

He jumped off his horse, reached out and lifted the Aries Spirit up, and ran towards the mountain like lightning as the Aries Spirit screamed.

In just a few breaths, Yang Yi had already gone from the foot of the mountain to the hillside, and passed the huge bluestone archway. The gate of Qingyun Gate appeared in front of Yang Yi.

The Qingyun Sect disciples who were guarding the gate had never reacted at all, and Yang Yi had already flashed into the yard.

After walking through more than a dozen courtyards in a row, Yang Yi put down An Xiling in a hall on the top of the mountain.

When An Xiling bent down and vomited, Yang Yi punched the bronze bell hanging outside the hall with a punch.

"Dou!"

The huge bell rang out loud, but with just a sound, the big bell suddenly burst into pieces and flew into the distance, collapsed a palace not far away.

Yang Yi's voice rumbled across Qingyun Mountain, "Where is the leader of Qingyun? Yang Yi came to worship the mountain!"

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(To be continued.)
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