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Volume One One Hundred Million Stars Chapter 1471 Kill the lackeys!

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    "Take him away." Yang Junhuan looked at Tan Ruyan and shouted sharply, but he was giving the order to his slave.  "You dare." Just as Tan Ruyan was about to stop her, the other two slaves, together with Yang Junhuan, had already stood in front of Tan Ruyan.  "Miss Tan, I hope you still remember that my cousin will be back from Heilingmen in a few days." Yang Junhuan this time did not hide the warning and threat in his words.  "I also hope you remember that this is Qingfeng City, the city owner's surname is Tan, and the Yang family is just a family in Qingfeng City." Tan Ruyan argued.  She absolutely cannot sit back and watch someone who has nothing to do with her suffer an unnecessary disaster because of her.  Moreover, Tan Ruyan can be sure that with Yang Junhuan's vengeful nature, he will definitely take out all the humiliation he just suffered from Tan Ruyan on this strange ascetic. I am afraid that by that time, death may still be a big deal for this strange ascetic.  The best relief.  "Yang Junhuan, don't think that your elder brother Yang Meng can cover the sky with one hand. This is Qingfeng" "Qingfeng City is also under the jurisdiction of the Black Ling Sect." Yang Junhuan waved his hand and directly interrupted Tan Ruyan.  In Yang Junhuan¡¯s view, the more Tan Ruyan helps this stranger speak, the more it proves that there is a relationship between them.  Otherwise, why would this so-called stranger agree to Tan Ruyan sit here, and why would Tan Ruyan not hesitate to break up with herself to defend this person?  Yang Junhuan has now determined that Tan Ruyan is so disrespectful to him because of this so-called stranger.  The root of everything is this guy who always wears a hat in the restaurant.  "Take him away for me." Yang Junhuan glared at Qin Yi and gave the order to his men. At the same time, he stepped forward to block Tan Ruyan in front of him, otherwise she would step forward to stop him.  "Quack, boy, you are unlucky today." "It's not good for you to offend anyone, but you offend my young master. You wish you luck." The two slaves walked forward with smiles on their faces, stretched out their hands and pointed towards  Qin Yi pressed his shoulder.  In their opinion, although the man in the bamboo hat in front of them is at level eight of the False God Realm, which is higher than their two slaves, this is Qingfeng City, and they are the slaves of the Yang family. Who doesn't know that the Yang family is in Qingfeng City?  , is a symbol of power, and in addition, this is an order personally given by Yang Junhua, the second-level god, so this man in the hat would only dare to resist if his brain is broken.  Qin Yi frowned at this moment. He was completely an outsider in this matter.  Originally, he just planned to watch the excitement. Although the girl named Tan Ruyan is very beautiful, Qin Yi is not the type who gets excited when seeing beautiful women.  But the current situation makes him a little helpless. The brainless Yang Junhuan in front of him has put the responsibility on himself because he has no ability to pick up girls. Now he looks like he wants to torture himself severely.  "Get out." Qin Yi raised his head slightly and looked at one of the slaves.  Even through the bamboo hat, the slave suddenly felt that his chest became cold and the blood in his body was frozen. He was too frightened to move any more.  Another slave had a sinister smile on his face, and his palm was almost touching Qin Yi. Suddenly, he heard Qin Yi snort, and then he felt as if he had been hit by a door panel, and his whole body flew into the air.  He stood up, and all the bones in his body seemed to fall apart, flying out like a cannonball.  "Yeah." Yang Junhuan was stunned for a moment, and rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he saw it correctly.  Tan Ruyan¡¯s eyes flashed with a look of surprise.  Yang Junhuan couldn't see anything clearly because her back was to Qin Yi, but Tan Ruyan was facing Qin Yi, so she could see clearly just now that the monk wearing a bamboo hat didn't make any move at all, he just snorted,  Just beat the house slave away.  Tan Ruyan was sure that she had read it correctly. The man in the hat was only at the eighth level of the False God, while the house slave was at the sixth level of the False God. There was only a difference of two levels. It was absolutely impossible for this kind of thing to happen, and even Tan Ruyan herself was not sure.  He just grunted, could he send a house slave flying away? At most, he would be injured and retreat.  "You losers, what are you looking at? Come and take this guy back quickly. I've lost all my face to you today." Yang Junhuan's face was distorted.  During this period, due to the news of Yang Meng's imminent return, the Yang family's presence in the entire Qingfeng City had grown to the point of being almost lawless. Therefore, Yang Junhuan could not have imagined that at this time, there would be anyone who dared toResist yourself.  In his opinion, this was undoubtedly a slap in the face in public. To a certain extent, it was even more unacceptable than Tan Ruyan's rejection of him.  Seeing that Yang Junhuan was angry, the remaining slaves rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards Qin Yi.  "Kneel down for me." "Where did you come from, pretending to be mysterious? I will take off your bamboo hat right now." "Take it back and torture it, let him destroy our young master's good deeds." Several domestic slaves looked fierce,  As soon as he took action, he brought up strong winds.  Several spirals appeared in the surrounding air.  "The Yang family's broken hand." Seeing this scene, Tan Ruyan's expression suddenly changed.  Although the tendon-breaking hand is a basic magical power of the Yang family, both members of the Yang family and their slaves can master it a little bit, but this magical power is extremely insidious. It will cut off a person's tendons with one move, and the lighter ones need to rest for ten and a half days.  It can take months to recover, and in severe cases, it may be destroyed directly, and it may even be worse than an ordinary person in this life.  Seeing that Tan Ruyan was about to step forward, Yang Junhuan stood in front of him with a hideous smile and sneered again and again: "Miss Tan, do you think I'm not here?" "You, get out of the way." Seeing that the hands of the slaves were about to touch each other,  Qin Yi and Tan Ruyan also had stern expressions on their faces that they had never seen before.  If the man in the hat was seriously injured because of herself, she would never forgive herself.  "You guys, I didn't provoke you, but you are seeking death, so I will help you." Qin Yi's voice, calm and calm, reached the ears of everyone around him.  Listening to his tone, it seemed that he was talking about something ordinary.  The next moment, golden sword light swirled out like snow flakes.  Swish swish swish.  The sharp sword light flashed past, making people feel a faint sting on their cheeks, and at the same time, several neatly severed arms flew up.  Qin Yi's movements were as fast as lightning. He raised the Chili Sword and swung it. He first cut off the hands and legs of the slave who was rushing forward, and cut the opponent into a human stick. Then he kicked the opponent in the chest.  With the sound of cracking bones, the house slave flew straight out like a torn bag filled with blood, spraying a large amount of blood mist in the air, knocking all six or seven tables in front of him into pieces.  Qin Yi flicked his wrist and moved the Chili Sword again. The two ferocious slaves were cut in half, and their upper and lower bodies flew in different directions.  The remaining slave didn¡¯t even have time to put on a frightened expression on his face when he saw a golden light flashing under his eyelids.  Then his head flew up, and when it landed on the ground, it hit Yang Junhuan's feet. Blood spattered all over his shoes and trousers.
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