The fat man has such sinister intentions, how can Yang Hong not know.

It's just that he had already left a wisp of true qi in the fat man's body when he was talking just now, and when the time came, this true qi would kill his dog.

For these wicked people, Yang Hong has never shown mercy to his subordinates, especially just now when he informed Lu Dao through his heart that the stall owner who sent people to kill him was actually the same group as the fat man in front of him.

Letting go of the distractions in his heart, Yang Hong left the black market, found his car, and then headed home. It's just that halfway through the car, he suddenly had a whim, so through some calculations from fate, his face was furious, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator and hit the direction, he came towards the place where Nie Feng and the others lived. This old way is really hateful, I hurt Bu Jingyun before, I didn't pay attention to it, and now I actually hit the door, how can I really do this.

Chunyang Lao Dao threw Nie Feng and the others into the hall of the room, everyone was imprisoned by him, he kept asking about Yang Hong's situation, but no one spoke, which made him very angry, and vowed to kill the boss in their hearts, and then kill them all, and then suck them into ashes.

[Hey, old man, although I admire your strength and courage, I have to warn you that you are going to be unlucky in a minute.] At this moment, an equally old voice came.

[Who are you?] Chunyang Lao Dao looked in the direction of the sound.

But at some point, an old man in Tsing Yi with white eyebrows and beard appeared in the room, the old man's clothes were very shabby, but there was an inexplicable atmosphere.

[Fellow Daoist, don't be nervous, I'm just a soy sauce player.] The old man in Tsing Yi sat on a chair five steps away from the old road of Chunyang. Laughing happily.

[What do you mean by that?] Chunyang Lao Dao couldn't see through the other party's strength for a while, and was a little afraid of the old man in front of him.

[If you want to blame, blame you for moving people who shouldn't have moved.] Hit someone who shouldn't have been hit. The old man in Tsing Yi explained.

[Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by that?] Chunyang Lao Dao asked. He heard some rather jealous tones from the mouth of the old man in green clothes.

[Who are these people?] The old man in Tsing Yi pointed to Nie Feng and the others and asked.

[Zhilu Dao, isn't he a disciple of the Xuanshui Sect?] Could it be that the Xuanshui Sect is very powerful? Chunyang replied.

[Although the strength of the Xuanshui Sect is not weak, it is actually inferior in the cultivation realm, but in front of the strength of the Daoyou, the Yuan Infancy, it is naturally nothing. But they have another layer of identity......] The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to know everything, knew everything, and was very familiar with Yang Hong and others.

[What identity?] Chunyang Lao Dao's heart suddenly rose a wave of uneasiness.

[They are all Yang Hong's subordinates, and Yang Hong is a figure you can't afford to mess with.] The old man in Tsing Yi said.

[Who is Yang Hong?] ]

[Yang Hong is the person you have to wait for, although the strength is only in the Qi cultivation period now. But the real combat power is that even the old man can't see through it. ]

[How is this possible?] I don't believe it. ]

[Ha Lu Ha !! Fellow Daoist, with all due respect, you better hurry up, you're going to be unlucky this time, as far as I know, Yang Hong is a master who has revenge. ]

[Fellow Daoist, are you exaggerating?] Although Chunyang Lao Dao didn't believe it in his heart, he had always been cautious, therefore. Or if you want to set the old man in Tsing Yi.

[Old decay, never say big things, fellow Daoist, you are very bad.] The old man in Tsing Yi sighed.

[What's wrong.] The old man has never been afraid of anyone. Chunyang Lao Dao said unashamedly.

[Fellow Daoist, you may not know that Yang Hong is not an ordinary person. With great luck, there is a great opportunity. And there are so many ghost ideas that people can't imagine. The old man in Tsing Yi said with a solemn face.

[Is it so powerful?] Chunyang Lao Dao was taken aback.

[Fellow Daoists, not only is this not an exaggeration. On the contrary, there is still a lot of room for reservation. Yang Hong has a lot of terrifying exercises, and it is not easy for me to practice as a Taoist friend, so I specially advise Taoist friends to avoid the edge, so as not to marry others as a Taoist practitioner, which is not worth it. The old man in Tsing Yi sighed.

[What?] Is this son really so rebellious? Chunyang Lao Dao was already a little surprised at this time.

[This is indeed the case, although the strength of Daoyou is extraordinary, and the supernatural powers are powerful, but if you really fight with Yang Hong, it will be really fierce. The old man in Tsing Yi admonished with good intentions, hoping that the old road of Chunyang could take a step back.

[Fellow Daoist, you can't be lying to me, are you?] Chunyang's old Taoist tone was a little weaker than before.

[Fellow Daoist, you are too suspicious, have you and I ever had a grudge? ]

[Nope!] ]

[Have you ever hated?] ]

[Nope!] ]

[Since we have no grudges and no hatred, then why should I lie to you?] The old man in Tsing Yi said.

[But—]

[No, you won't even have a chance to leave.] ]

[Fellow Daoist, maybe I can't take down the Yang Hong you said, but with my strength, it's not difficult to get out of the way. ]

[Fellow Daoist, if you think so, then I can only send you a sentence, so that you can do it yourself.] The old man in Tsing Yi said helplessly.

[Fellow Daoist, I found out, you are delaying time, you want to save these people, yes or no?] Chunyang Lao Dao's face suddenly changed drastically, and his murderous aura was like a sword, pointing directly at the old man in Tsing Yi.

[Chunyang Daoyou, you misunderstood.] The old man in Tsing Yi hurriedly explained.

[Really?] Let this misunderstanding continue. Chunyang Lao Dao said that his figure flashed, and he drew a circle with one palm, and suppressed the old man in Tsing Yi.

[Fellow Daoist, you really misunderstood, I have no malicious intent.] The old man in Tsing Yi explained while catching up with the old road of Chunyang.

The battle broke out completely.

Because the two of them both knew the strength of their opponents, they showed their own tricks as soon as they came up.

Because the moves of the two are really strange and their strength is similar, it is not a simple matter for either side to defeat the other, so for a while, the two figures kept flying, and the powerful energy collided with deafening, and the surrounding buildings and items were constantly destroyed......

The battle has only just begun, and it seems to have entered a white-hot stage.

After a few rounds, neither of them could take the other, so they stopped.

[Fellow Daoist, your strength is so high, isn't this Dao number?] Chunyang Lao Dao looked at the old man in Tsing Yi with a shocked face, and he found that this old man's strength was definitely not inferior to him, and even a few points stronger than him.

[Fellow Daoist, Qingshan is polite.] The old man in Tsing Yi replied.

[Qingshan Daoyou, how many people do you know each other?] ]

[I don't know!] ]

[Then why do you protect them?] Chunyang Lao Dao was a little unhappy, and said in his heart, you old guy, Lao Tzu recruited you to provoke you, meddle with things.

[Chunyang Daoyou, you misunderstood, I am completely for your good, this Yang Hong is strong, you are not his opponent, once you offend him, it is very likely to cause serious consequences. ]

[Qingshan Daoyou, I don't think you're weak, but I'm not a vegetarian either, and I won't stop today because of your words. Chunyang Lao Dao felt that the old man in Tsing Yi looked down on him, so he was very angry.

[What Qingshan said is all the truth, and please think twice.] The old man in Tsing Yi explained bitterly.

[Qingshan Daoyou, I respect that you are not weak, I will treat this incident as if it didn't happen today, and please get out of the way quickly, I will leave immediately after solving these few people.] Chunyang Lao Dao shouted.

[Chunyang Daoyou, think twice, these people must not be killed, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious. The old man in Tsing Yi still didn't give up.

[Aoshan Daoyou, don't blame me if you don't dodge again.] Chunyang Lao Dao's eyes suddenly turned cold.

[I don't go to hell, who goes to hell.] Since Daoyou is obsessed, it seems that the old decay can only stop it. Come on, let me see what is so powerful about this inheritance of the Blood River Sect? The old man in Tsing Yi is mysterious, not only knows some things about Yang Hong, but also knows the origin of the old road of Chunyang.

[You forced me!] The figure of Chunyang Lao Dao suddenly accelerated, like a lightning bolt tearing through the night.

[Fellow Daoist, this trick is useless to me.] In the face of Chunyang's attack, the old man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly gathered his concentration and dealt with it carefully.

[Fellow Daoist, you have to be careful, look at my Blood Condensation God Claw.] Chunyang Lao Dao snorted lightly, and his right hand drew a mysterious trajectory in front of his chest.

With the appearance of the trajectory, I saw a big blood-colored hand hitting the old man in Tsing Yi. (To be continued......)