Yang Le made a national travel plan for himself, from the southernmost part of China to the north, the strange thing is that there are always many accidents everywhere he goes, in addition to the relevant departments, the following Lao Cui is also a little headache, the most annoying thing is that the phone is not through.

"The user you are calling has been turned off, please leave a message if you have something, if it is Lao Cui, please throw away the phone directly!"

Cui Yu: "What the hell is this kid Yang Le? Black and white impermanence went to the world several times in vain, and the answer when he came back was - his soul was scattered!"

All cult organizations have been notified at the same time - don't act lately, hide them all!

Even Qiao Yi followed the people of the Harmony Sect and left Nanshui City early, it was not that he wanted to give up Elaine, he also saw the previous injury, unless the immortal made a move, otherwise he would definitely not be spared, and he was still a little sad for a while.

The leaders of the major sects contacted each other, all wanting to know what was going on, and after several investigations, it turned out that it was the Harmony Sect that secretly joined forces with foreign clans, and it seemed that they had provoked a killing god.

"Crooked~, He Tianfeng, which hidden master did you provoke? Can't benefit you to occupy it alone, let's take the board with you, right?"

"Crooked!, what a cult! Your uncle must explain it to me! What the hell is going on?"

"Crooked~, me! Dare to hang up on me!"

As the leader of the Harmony Sect, He Tianfeng has been tireless in explaining in the past few days, but even he himself is not very clear about the truth of the matter, Qiao Yi has long been placed under house arrest by him, but this thing was planted with blood poison by the Vampire Sect early, but he is tight-lipped and does not dare to reveal the slightest news.

"Sect Master, we seem to have provoked a killing god, the recent incident seems to be an accident, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is definitely someone who did it on purpose. ”

Although there was a headache, He Tianfeng did not regret it at all: "Qiming, it seems that we have really picked up the treasure this time, wealth and wealth are in danger, you go to the people of the Wang family to search for the soul of the mouse, and the conditions are as they like!"

Shi Qiming: "My subordinates will do it!"

After arranging everything, He Tianfeng opened the phone with a smile on his face again, apologized to the "big guys" with an innocent expression, and then quietly discussed something, in short, the final result was a happy heart.

Walking in a remote mountain, the rats that were originally hiding in the cave actually took the initiative to attack, and even wanted to besiege it, Yang Le's face showed a smile for the first time in so many days.

"That's right, maybe you can really kill more elephants?"

I saw a group of cultivators holding all kinds of cold weapons directly surrounding Yang Le, and a young man with two silver hooks stared at Yang Le with a pair of eagle eyes: "This friend, I don't know where I offended you, we can sit down and talk about it, as long as you are captured, we can spare your life!"

Squinting at the person who spoke, Yang Le didn't have any emotion, and didn't even bother to turn his head: "Don't you garbage recruits need to be reviewed?

"You ......"

The person who spoke was about to make a move, but saw an old man wearing linen clothes and holding a Buddha bead slowly walking out, and his voice seemed to have some kind of magical power: "Little brother!

As soon as he finished saying this, there seemed to be an invisible and colorless line in the air that slowly followed the sound and wanted to drill into Yang Le's head, his ears seemed to be a little itchy, Yang Le deducted a lump of ear droppings, pinched it with two fingers out of thin air, and the irrelevant words came from his mouth.

"I haven't touched a musical instrument for a long time, and today I also came to Yaxing, so I will play and sing a song calling for love for everyone, as long as you sing this song, your sweetheart will be far away from you, and you will also hear your call and come to your side!"

At the same time as his fingers fluctuated the air, the old man who had spoken before changed his complexion, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and before he could shout "Do it!" came a melodious singing voice.

"Bouncing ~ bouncing bounc~, playing cotton ~ bouncing cotton~, half a catty of noodles bounced into eight taels and eight yo~, the old cotton bounced into new cotton yo yo, the girl who played the quilt was going to get married~......"

Before the song could be sung, the old man before he died of anger, and his entire brain was shaken into a pulp by the fluctuating hand. Seeing this, the others dared to leave their hands, and the overwhelming attack even knocked out of the deep pit of the mountain rocks and the surrounding dirt.

Yang Le still seemed to be a little unpleasant, the incessant roaring sound became the most beautiful music in his mind, and some of the uncoordinated bodies were still dancing, and because the speed was too fast, it even dragged out a long afterimage.

"Boom~"

The man with the silver hook in his hand smiled: "I hit him!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt dizzy for a while, and looked at the body that was still standing next to him, but his head fell to the ground. The people around him were in a cold sweat, and they didn't know which cowards shouted: "Retreat! We are not opponents! Separate ......" Before he could say a running word, Yang Le cut his body into two pieces with a hand knife.

Yang Le, who had just warmed up, smiled when he saw the people fleeing in all directions: "Do you want to leave before you finish singing? You have no reverence for art, there is no free concert in the world!"

In the eyes of all the people who fled, Yang Le at this moment was the real devil, and they had only one thought in their hearts when they were bent on fleeing: "I don't need to run faster than this killing god! I just need to be faster than others to survive!"

Although these monks have a good speed, in front of Yang Le, the "great god", it is simply pediatrics. A suit of clothes rose without wind, slowly floating in the air, a pair of eyes instantly turned blue and white, and due to the too much energy, it even caused a huge tornado to rush into the sky.

"Boom~"

"Bang~"

"Boom~Boom~"

Thunder poured down like a waterfall, and all the cult monks turned to charcoal as if they had been stereotyped.

Yang Le, who returned to the ground, looked at the little fat man in front of him who was standing in place and did not escape, and smiled: "Little fat man, do you know what a wise choice you made just now?"

The little fat man didn't react for a long time after hearing the words, and it took a while before he cried out with a "wow", but he was so scared that he was so scared that he didn't need Yang Le to ask about everything, and he didn't need Yang Le to ask about everything, as for the reason why he didn't run, it was because he was soft!

Yang Le covered his nose with some disgust, but still said to him: "Little fat man, the reason why you survived is because your hands have not been stained with blood, and I also need you to give your leader a message - the one who destroys the Harmony Sect can live!"