Chapter 1072: The Name of the Best Son

"Haha, it's up to you, you're not going to hit me with a box, are you!" the boy pouted and laughed disdainfully, and the onlookers below laughed wildly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You have no chance of surrendering. Yang Yi's voice was very calm, and he slowly opened the box.

The three boxes of slowly scrolls were displayed in front of everyone, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Scrolls, just blank scrolls, these three chests are already worth a lot, if there is a magic circle scroll in it, then ......

No one dared to imagine that all the scrolls here could be cast, after all, the price was simply staggering.

"Haha, you're going to crush me with these scrolls? Haha, don't tell me you think these blank scrolls can be used directly. The young man didn't believe that Yang Yi could take out so many scrolls, let alone him, even Templedo couldn't believe it, after all, his family couldn't take it out, but he would definitely not let a child like him do harm, even if he was a descendant.

"You're done talking, just lie down and leave!" Yang Yi said coldly.

Just when the young man was stunned, Yang Yi took out a scroll, which was unbearable to look at, and was directly crushed to pieces, and then a surging true qi gushed out instantly.

Fire Dragon!

Ice Rain!

Mountains and mountains!

Yang Yi didn't give the boy any chance at all, the scrolls were taken out one by one, crushed one by one, and then smashed down like a rain of martial arts.

The strength of the ancient martial arts, if you use martial arts, at least with true qi, this also requires the condensation of true qi, but Yang Yi does not need to use it at all, everything comes at will.

In an instant, the ring suddenly became chaotic, and the true qi swept wildly, and all kinds of gorgeous martial arts smashed into the young man.

The young man's cultivation has reached the heaven-level mid-grade realm, and anyone knows that Yang Yi, an ancient martial artist in the heaven-level lower grade realm, is not his opponent at all, but now, ......

As soon as Yang Yi made a move, he subverted everyone's impression, and even everyone opened their mouths in disbelief, watching Yang Yi throw out various martial arts like garbage, and crush the scrolls one by one.

The young man didn't expect Yang Yi to be so fierce, there was no room to fight back at all, as soon as he came up, he was washed away by the storm, even if he dodged left and right with his strong cultivation, or even forcibly counterattacked, he couldn't support it soon.

Ahhh

The terrible howl kept sounding, and the more panicked the boy became, the more he couldn't defend against Yang Yi's attack, and in the blink of an eye, he was already covered in scars.

In less than a minute, Yang Yi threw out more than thirty scrolls, and the young man was no longer silent, lying on the ground beyond recognition.

Dead? Yang Yi looked at the young man lying on the ground carefully, but he didn't expect that this young man's cultivation was very high, and he looked domineering, but he was so useless, and he was actually abused to death by Yang Yi.

Although Yang Yi was angry, he didn't really want to kill this guy yet.

"Bastard, you actually dare to kill our young master, you give me death!" The terrible roar continued to sound, and in an instant, three ancient martial artists actually jumped up under the ring, two of them were also in the heaven-level mid-grade realm, but one of them had reached the cultivation of the heaven-level high-grade realm.

Yang Yi frowned slightly, he knew that he had caused trouble, and he could have a master of the heaven-level high-grade realm as a guard, this young man was definitely not a child of an ordinary family.

But at this point, Yang Yi will not admit defeat, in his heart, anyone who offends his relatives deserves to die.

Without any hesitation, Yang Yi tried his best to control the true qi, one scroll after another was constantly crushed, and all kinds of martial arts continued to sweep out.

There was still no suspense, and the two guards of the heaven-level mid-grade realm fell into the ring screaming, life and death were uncertain, but the master of the heaven-level upper-grade realm, although he was embarrassed, finally escaped a round of attacks from Yang Yi.

Just when Yang Yi wanted to strike again, the guard simply jumped out of the ring and walked away.

"At least four lives!" Yang Yi shook his head.

Coming into contact with the Gong family's collection of books, Yang Yi also understands this continent more and more, he knows that if the young man is a child of a big family, then their guards are with him in life and death, and the guards can protect the lord and die, but if the master dies and the guards do not die, then even if he returns to the family, he will inevitably be punished by the clan rules, of course, this punishment is capital punishment.

"Yang Yi, Yang Yi, how many scrolls did you just throw out? You are so powerful, too rich, you have worked hard to make my life pocket money, heavy gold boy, the best child!" Temple Duo finally closed his mouth, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Heavy gold boy, this title is very suitable, just imagine who dares to take out nearly 10 million scrolls on the test field, and there are so many, the price is ......"

"Excellent, this Yangyi is really the best, this is simply hanging, I like it. ”

"Cattle people, rich people. ”

Yang Yi probably didn't expect that in a short period of time, he had already won the titles of 'Heavy Golden Son' and 'Best Son', and the word Yang Yi made the entire Gongcheng a household name in a short period of time.

In fact, how do these people know that Yang Yi's scroll is just a cost price, and with his wealth, he can lose it for a year in a row.

Looking at the cheering crowd, Yang Yi shook his head, and said secretly in his heart: "I'm still too high-profile, low-key, I must be low-key, otherwise it won't be good to be targeted." ”

The words of the old man did not frighten Yang Yi, but they also left a shadow in his heart.

Yang Yi hurriedly used Templedor as a shield, they could say whatever they liked, and he pulled Gong Yina and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

With the cart and the tired dog-like Gauss, Yang Yi and the two returned to Gong's house, but when they just arrived at the door, Yang Yi suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations.

Yang Yi squinted his eyes and looked around carefully, and Yang Yi was very confident in his perception of danger.

Sure enough, on the plaque of Gong Mansion, a figure rushed towards Yang Yi, and a long sword in his hand swallowed a sharp sword.

In an instant, Yang Yi saw clearly, this was the guard who had escaped, a master whose strength had reached the heaven-level high-grade realm.

This guard is also a blow of power, and the full force of such a strength Yang Yi feels so terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, the sword has already arrived in front of him.

Yang Yi's reaction was very fast, but it was definitely no faster than the desperate blow of a heaven-level high-grade realm master.

"It's over. For a moment, Yang Yi was even desperate, not to mention preserving his strength at this time, even if he couldn't exert his full strength.

At the moment when Yang Yi was waiting for death, a figure suddenly flashed over and blocked Yang Yi directly.