The woman is beautiful in appearance and has a cold temperament.

A tight-fitting black dress outlines his figure vividly, and the thin waist of the willow is even more suffocating.

Behind this woman, followed by a huge scorpion, this scorpion was completely black, only the pupils exuded a green cold glow, extremely powerful and powerful, but at this moment, this scorpion's demeanor was a little sluggish.

This female scorpion is none other than Xi Yu and the Scorpion King.

Xi Yu's complexion is not too good, and there is some tiredness between his eyebrows, obviously he hasn't had a good rest in the past few days.

Seeing Yang Yifan, a trace of guilt first appeared on Xi Yuqiao's face, and then there was grievance.

"Yifan~"

is just two words, but it is a hundred turns and thousands of times, and it has exhausted the style of ten thousand bells in the world.

Yang Yifan's heart melted.

He opened his arms and welcomed Yuyu into his arms.

"Are you alright?"

Xi Yu Liu's eyebrows were lowered, and her expression was low: "I'm fine, but ...... Scorpion King ......"

Yang Yifan looked at the Scorpion King, who was psychic, and a trace of anger and grievance after being bullied flashed in his green pupils, and he looked fiercely at one of the three elders.

"This ......"

The elder's face changed dramatically in an instant, and his figure flashed and he was about to run away!

Seeing the old man flee directly as a thief, Yang Yifan knew that this guy must not be a good thing even if he was a fool, and during this time, he must have tortured the Scorpion King a lot!

"Run?"

Yang Yifan snorted coldly, looking at the old man who had escaped thousands of meters in an instant, and with a wave of his big hand, a strong and domineering true qi came out of his body, like thunder and lightning falling from the nine heavens, and disappeared in a flash!

Rumble!

Almost at the same time, a loud bang came out violently, and the body of the old man who had escaped thousands of meters suddenly slammed, and then fell downward, already lifeless!

Even if Yang Yifan was not in his heyday at this time, even if he didn't open the beast blood boiling and the nine transformations of the divine dragon, with his true qi alone, it was an extremely simple thing to kill this fourth-layer cultivator!

Seeing this scene, the upper and lower monks of the Poison Cloud Sect brushed their hearts and trembled, and their scalps were numb!

"Who else?"

Yang Yifan looked at Xi Yu with a doting expression, but his tone was full of murderous intent, which made all the Poison Cloud Sect cultivators shudder!

Lord!

This is a devil!

They didn't even ask why, they were going to kill people when they opened their mouths, this was even more like an evil cultivator than the evil cultivators of their Poison Cloud Sect!

This group of people doesn't know, what Yang Yifan values most is these friends and women around him, for him, family and friends are his reverse scales, if anyone dares to touch it, no need to do why, they will definitely die!

"Him! He! And him! ”

Xi Yu is not a weak woman, hearing Yang Yifan's words, she did not hesitate, a pair of beautiful eyes swept over all the Poison Cloud Sect monks, stretched out her jade finger, and directly identified it.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

As Xi Yu's finger pointed at a person, Yang Yifan would wave out a true qi, and in the next second, that person didn't even have a chance to escape, and directly turned into a blood mist!

The breeze blew and there was a strong smell of blood in the air!

After killing nineteen people, Xi Yu slowly withdrew his fingers.

"No, let's go."

Yang Yifan nodded, and without looking at the Poison Cloud Sect, he was about to leave with Xi Yu.

At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded below.

"I ...... Can I go with you? ”

Yang Yifan looked at it, and Lan Yue had a timid expression on her face, which was extremely beautiful.

As if seeing Yang Yifan's doubts, Lan Yue mustered up her courage and said, "I...... I once swore that whoever could help me avenge my father's murder, I would make a promise. ”

"Promise by example?" Yang Yifan raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "No need." ”

Although Yang Yifan is now a group of wives and concubines, he is not a person who loves one, there is no emotional foundation, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is just a pair of skins, which is meaningless to Yang Yifan.

In a classic saying, although Yang Yifan is amorous, he is never abusive!

"I ......"

But these two words were heard by Lan Yue, and instead of making her breathe a sigh of relief, a touch of loss appeared in her eyes.

Need not?

These two words are really hurtful.

"Huh!"

Yang Yifan didn't pay attention to it anymore and left directly with Xiyu.

Below, a trace of firmness flashed in Lan Yue's eyes, and her figure flashed, and she also followed.

She is such a person, no matter what Yang Yifan's attitude is, she must stick to her promise!

This may be silly, but for some people, commitment is more important than anything else.

"Whew!"

It wasn't until the figures of Yang Yifan and the three of them completely disappeared from sight that all the monks in the Poison Cloud Sect suddenly breathed a sigh of relief!

Even the two elders of the Poison Cloud Sect were already wet with cold sweat at this time, and the fear and fear on their faces still hadn't dissipated!

Terror!

It's horrible!

They couldn't imagine how strong Yang Yifan was!

"Sect Master, he ......"

One of the elders had an ugly face, and his face was full of fear.

"Be careful! This matter ends here, this person is too strong to provoke! ”

Another elder interrupted directly, an old face full of solemnity!

"...... over there at the Ten Thousand Poison Gate," the elder who spoke earlier hesitated.

The latter glanced at him meaningfully, and slowly spit out a few words: "No matter how good the conditions given by the Ten Thousand Poison Gate are, you have to have a life to take it, don't you really think he will be unprepared if he dares to appear like this?" ”

Hearing this, the elder's face changed, and he didn't dare to speak again.

……

Yang Yifan didn't pay attention to the matter on the side of the Poison Cloud Sect at all.

Even if his identity would be exposed, Yang Yifan didn't care.

The reason is simple.

Things have reached the current situation, and Yang Yifan is too lazy to hide his identity at all, after all, he can't become a restrained street rat because of a wanted piece of paper from the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, that would be too tiring.

In the past, it was because he was not strong enough, and he had no choice but to endure it temporarily.

And now, although his strength is not strong enough to ignore everything, it is more than enough to protect himself, so he naturally doesn't have to worry so much.

Then again, Yang Yifan also understands that after all, he can't kill everyone everywhere he goes because he cares about the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, which is really unrealistic.

Therefore, Yang Yifan's attitude now is very clear, aren't you Wanxinmen wanted, okay, you want you, what should I do or what, if you have the ability, you will send someone to kill me!

Paper can't hold the fire, since Jianmen has chosen Liuli Island, it will be exposed sooner or later, in this case, what is Yang Yifan afraid of?

Big deal, it's just a war!

(End of chapter)