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"Are you surprised?" Yang Yiyun stepped forward and slapped Mu Feichou with his palm.
The so-called shadow of the famous tree of people, Yang Yiyun's name of Yang Crazy Devil, is still very important in the ancient martial arts world, especially the three sects that have enmity with Yang Yiyun, such as the people in Qingcheng have shadows in their hearts.
Qingcheng died in the hands of Yang Yiyun nearly twenty times, and with the background of various rumors, Mu Feichou was still very afraid.
Faced with Yang Yiyun's palm slap, Mu Feichou felt overwhelming pressure, his face changed drastically, he didn't dare to be careless, he tried his best to resist, and at the same time shouted to the people behind him: "Go and invite the ancestors!" ~"
This time, Qingcheng has an ancestor who is at the peak of the ninth level of innateness, and is meeting old monsters from other sects at the moment. At the first moment, Mu Feichou thought of the ancestor of the great perfection at the ninth level of innateness, Yang Yiyun. In Mu Feichou's eyes, he could only kill Yang Yiyun by asking his ancestors to take action, and he was not sure about his cultivation.
"Boom~"
The two sides faced each other hard.
"Ahem~poof~"
Mu Feichou vomited blood immediately.
Yang Yiyun looked at Mu Feichou who flew upside down and fell to the ground vomiting blood, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked towards him step by step, and said in a chilly voice: "The person who bullies me in Yunmen said that he will take your skin off have it done."
Feng Tianya and the others behind Yang Yiyun were shocked when they heard Yang Yiyun's words, and their eyes turned red instantly. They have always been casual cultivators, have no family, no sect, no background, and are bullied wherever they go in the ancient martial arts world. Shou rolled his eyes, when did he ever think that Yang Yiyun would help them vent their anger and protect their calf like this?
It would be a lie to say that I was not moved.
Feng Tianya looked at Yang Yiyun's back with red eyes and said to the people around him: "How lucky are we casual cultivators to meet such a wise master as the sect master? He is a member of Yunmen, and death is a ghost of Yunmen."
"Elder Feng, don't worry, just because the head of the sect stood up for us today, even if it means death, we are willing."
"That's right, you are born as a Yunmen native, and you will die as a Yunmen ghost."
Several casual cultivators really returned to their hearts at this time, and were moved by Yang Yiyun's affection for protecting the calf
Mu Fei Qiu Tangtang's innate ninth-level intermediate level was not a combination of Yang Yiyun's one blow. He finally felt fear and knew how powerful Yang Yiyun was.
Facing Yang Yiyun approaching with a smile on his face, Mu Feichou looked like the King of Hell demanding his life in his eyes, sitting on the ground, he quickly backed away, and said in horror, "Youyou, you, don't come here~"
"Scared?" Yang Yiyun grinned, and continued to approach Mu Feichou step by step, scaring him to death.
"Yang Yiyunyou don't come here, I I, I, I will give you the resident~" Mu Feichou finally persuaded, the previous arrogance disappeared, replaced by a face of panic.
"Hehe, it's over, let's die~" Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and formed a huge hand under the gathering of true energy, and went towards Mu Feichou. Dao Assembly established his prestige, let everyone know that he is a disciple of Yunmen, and others cannot and cannot be provoked.
After not gaining prestige in the future, anyone who is a cat or a dog can come and the Yunmen disciples will come up to bully and bully.
Just when Yang Yiyun started, two roars sounded from the sky.
"Stop~"
"Dare you~"
Yang Yiyun's eyes saw two figures flying from dozens of meters away, and he perceived the existence of the innate nine-level Dzogchen.
No need to ask what kind of ancestor it should be from Qingcheng, just now Mu Feichou said, please go and ask the ancestor, he naturally heard it, but he ignored the person who left, since he dared to do it, he was not afraid of revenge. , is no longer the Yang Yiyun who threw the rat-sniffing weapon.
Rather, it is a solid nine-level foundation building, which is comparable to the innate nine-level high level of ancient warriors, and can also be called a strong man in the ancient martial arts world.
As long as he doesn't meet Jindan, he is really not afraid of ancient warriors who are born with nine levels of Dzogchen.
With the dragon-slaying sword in your hand, strong qi in your body, and magical means in your mind, why be afraid of it?
Ignoring the two warning voices, Yang Yiyun sneered, grabbed Mu Feichou in his hands, and slapped Mu Feichou from head to toe, and Mu Feichou screamed suddenly.
"ah¡¡"
Immediately, a piece of human skin appeared in Yang Yiyun's hands, and Mu Feichou's bloody body was crushed into a pile of minced meat by him.
"Little thief is bold~"
"Fellow Daoist, why bother~"
Two figures came in an instant.
At this time, it is heavy?Exclaimed: "My dear, it's the ancestor Mu Daoran of Qingcheng and Chen Yunfeng of Tiangang Mountain. It is rumored that both of these two will be the innate nine-level Dzogchen~"
"Now Yang Yiyun is in trouble. Senior Chen Yunfeng of Tiangang Mountain is the host, and it is not certain whether he will make a move. Mu Daoran of Qingcheng alone is enough to deal with Yang Yiyun."
"Yang Yiyun is called Yang Crazy Devil in the ancient martial arts world. He really deserved his reputation when he saw it today. He said he wanted to pick off Mu Feichou's skin, but he really dared to pick it up. He really is courageous and knowledgeable~"
"The key is that he clearly saw the arrival of the two masters, but he still killed Mu Feichou. This kind of courage is either a lunatic or a fool."
"That's not necessarily true. Since Yang Yiyun knew that the two masters were coming, he dared to kill Mu Feiqiu. I think he has confidence and strength."
"Pull it down, no matter how strong he is, he, Yang Kuangmo, is also regarded as a high-level cultivation base of the innate ninth level, and the innate ninth level of Dzogchen. Although there is a difference of half a level, a person who has cultivated to this level, half a level is a world of difference in strength The gap, the patriarch of Qingcheng went crazy and Yang Yiyun will lose his skin if he doesn't die~"
"Look down, I don't know what will happen"
After hearing the discussion in the field, Yang Yiyun understood some information. He squinted his eyes and saw two gray-haired old men, one in a green robe and the other in a white robe, falling in front of him at the same time. .
Judging from the clothes, the old man in Tsing Yi is Mu Daoran of Qingcheng, and the old man in white is naturally Chen Yunfeng of Tiangang Mountain.
It was Mu Daoran of Qingcheng who called himself a thief.
Mu Daoran watched Yang Yiyun skin and bone his disciples, his old face turned purple, and after falling from mid-air, he stared at Yang Yiyun like a knife and said, "Okay, little thief Yang Yiyun, back and forth After beheading my Qingcheng disciples and attacking twenty-eight people, I originally wanted to settle accounts with you this time, but I didn't expect you to be so rampant.
Killing people like hemp, using ruthless means, and destroying the family in the financial city, all signs show that you are better than thousands of demons. Recently, this old man has eliminated evil for the people and beheaded you, the demon. "
"Hahaha~" Yang Yiyun laughed wildly when he heard Mu Daoran's words.
Then he stared at Mu Daoran and said, "Old man, why don't you ask you whether people from Qingcheng deserve to die? It's a hat of a demon head, it's really heavy~
However, let me tell you, my lord, you people from Qingcheng deserve to die, if you think you are old and immortal, I will kill you and kill harm for the people? Okay, today I want to see, you old bone, how capable you are, dare to speak so shamelessly~
Dare to brazenly claim to be an ancient sect. What a joke. Wearing the skin of a sect, you can beat people at will, and you can dismantle the tents that others have worked so hard to build. In comparison, who is the devil?
After Yang Yiyun finished speaking, it immediately aroused the roar of many people in the field.
"That is, these ancient sects usually bully others with their power, and they are used to bullying others."
"Keep your voice down~"
"I'm not afraid~"
""
Some people muttered in the crowd, and some people who had been suppressed by Qingcheng hid in the crowd and were aggrieved. They could be regarded as solidarity with Yang Yiyun, but no one dared to let them out.
"Hmph, if it's useful to incite people's hearts, it's not the ancient martial arts world where the weak prey on the strong. I'll see if your strength is as strong as your mouth today." Mu Daoran snorted coldly and was about to do it.
At this time, Chen Yunfeng from Tiangang Mountain quickly said: "Brother Daoran calm down, can you give this old man a face? This time, we Tiangang Mountain will take the lead in hosting the Dao Discussion Conference. How about not fighting and killing today?"
"Hmph, don't talk too much, Chen Yunfeng. He, Yang Yiyun, killed my Qingcheng disciple under the old man's nose. If it were you, Chen Yunfeng could bear this tone? Don't stop me, or the old man will turn against you~"
Mu Daoran is even more domineering than Mu Feichou, and he doesn't give the host Tiangang Mountain any face.
"You~" Chen Yunfeng raised his beard angrily.
At this time, Mu Daoran had turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Yang Yiyun.
"The little thief will die to the old man~" Mu Daoran roared and punched Yang Yiyun, forming a huge fist with condensed true essence.
Yang Yiyun's eyes froze, silver light shone in his hand, and the Dragon Slayer Sword was in his hand, and he raised his sword to meet him.
Today he knows that if he doesn't clean up a congenital nine-level Dzogchen, more people will trouble him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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