The loud noise dissipated, and the hall fell into a silence that could be heard of a falling pin!

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the figure in the flying dust, and beside this figure, there were nearly ten figures!

And the reason why everyone forgot to speak, or even forgot to breathe, was because the ten figures all fell to the ground at this time, drenched in blood, motionless, and did not know whether they lived or died!

What a situation!

What the hell is going on!

What just happened, why did those monks fall to the ground at the same time?!

Astound! Indissoluble! Aghast!

Instantly defeated ten cultivators whose cultivation was all above the fourth layer of the foundation, whether this Nima was a human or a ghost, how did he do it!

Unbelievable!

At this moment, all the monks in the main hall couldn't believe their eyes at all!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Yang Yifan's face was indifferent, and he glanced at Shen Hanbing lightly: "This is what you rely on, the son of the second elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, just such a little ability?!" ”

These words were said in a very light tone.

But it was precisely because of his light tone that Yang Yifan's indifference when he said this sentence showed that he didn't take Shen Hanbing in his eyes from the beginning!

"You! You! ”

Shen Hanbing didn't expect things to turn out like this in an instant, he looked at Yang Yifan deadly, his face was almost green!

Panic!

The cold ice boy, who has been rampant and domineering in Stygian City for so many years, actually felt a shadow of death on Yang Yifan at this time, which made him feel a sense of fear that he had never felt before!

"If you can't speak, don't say it."

Yang Yifan looked at Shen Hanbing lightly, shook his head, and almost spit out a sentence.

In the next second, in everyone's shocking gaze, Yang Yifan's figure appeared in front of Shen Hanbing as if he was teleporting!

He! How did he pass!

Seeing this scene, the scalps of the surrounding people instantly tingled, and layers of cold sweat were like turning on a faucet, and no money seemed to flow out from behind!

It's no wonder they were shocked, it's really Yang Yifan's speed at this time is too amazing!

"What are you going to do!"

Shen Hanbing suddenly let out a piercing scream, and Yang Yifan, who suddenly appeared in front of him, made the fear in this guy's heart expand infinitely, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and the hairs all over his body stood up!

"Huh!"

But this scream from Shen Hanbing was directly ignored by Yang Yifan, he stretched out his arm, no one saw how he moved, and saw a big hand slamming Shen Hanbing's throat and lifting him directly from the ground!

"Ho-ho!"

Shen Hanbing was choked by the throat, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, his feet were off the ground, struggling desperately, but Yang Yifan's hands were like a pair of iron tongs, no matter how hard he struggled, it couldn't make any difference!

"This ...... This! ”

Seeing this scene, the horror on the faces of everyone in the hall was even stronger, and at this moment, they were almost frightened by this scene!

The son of the second elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the pinnacle of rampant in Stygian City, Shen Hanbing, was actually choked by the throat by a little-known guy at this moment and lifted in the air!

This scene was like a thunderbolt from the sky, slamming the nerves of everyone in this hall fiercely!

Lose your marbles!

The world is crazy!

If other people are just shocked, then Wang Qian's eyes at this time are really black, and he has not fainted!

I can't imagine it, Wang Qian doesn't dare to imagine it at all!

This young man who saved him, this young man who looked about the same age as him, not only easily defeated nearly a dozen Ten Thousand Poison Gate guards, but also held Shen Hanbing's life in his hands in an almost crushing attitude!

This...... It's terrifying, isn't it?

For the shocking gazes around him, Yang Yifan ignored it and disdained it.

He looked at Shen Hanbing, whose face was flushed and even a little purple, and a piercing coldness flashed in his deep pupils:

"Shen Hanbing, right, I said that if you apologize, I will spare you from dying, but unfortunately, you don't seem to cherish the opportunity I gave you."

"I ...... Ho ho ...... I ......"

The intense fear came like a tidal wave, and with being choked by the throat, Shen Hanbing at this time couldn't speak at all, he could only widen his eyes and stare at Yang Yifan with horror on his face!

"Don't worry, I won't kill you yet, I have enough time to play slowly with you."

Yang Yifan smiled faintly, and his originally bright smile fell in the eyes of others, and it was like a hellish Shura!

Especially Shen Hanbing!

At this moment, Yang Yifan's smile directly made him feel as if he was in the ice and snow, and felt a bone-chilling cold!

"Huh!"

Holding Shen Hanbing in one hand, Yang Yifan turned around suddenly, his face was indifferent, his gaze swept over all the monks in the main hall, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I can't spread this matter today."

When the words fell, Yang Yifan didn't wait for anyone to answer at all, his other hand waved directly, and the blood-colored streamers appeared like fireworks blooming, and the brush appeared from his palm, surging in all directions at an extremely fast speed, and blood-colored afterimages appeared in the air, and in the next second, those blood-colored streamers directly hit everyone's eyebrows, flashed twice, and disappeared!

"What is this!"

"What have you done to us!"

This scene happened so quickly that by the time the monks reacted, the streamer had already entered their eyebrows, so they could only scream in horror!

"Shh

Yang Yifan smiled, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of calmness: "Don't worry, this is just some small means, as long as you don't say things that you shouldn't say, this mark will have no effect on you." ”

Speaking of this, the smile on the corner of Yang Yifan's mouth slowly turned cold: "Of course, if the slightest word of what happened today comes out, no matter who said it, you people will all die." ”

With a wave of his big sleeves, Yang Yifan strode away with Shen Hanbing, who was out of breath and was about to suffocate to death.

As he stepped out of the hall, his voice echoed in the ears of the crowd.

"You can choose not to believe it, and that's okay, as long as you can pay a sufficient price."

As he spoke, Yang Yifan raised his arm, and Shen Hanbing's chicken-like figure made everyone tremble, and his eyes turned black!

Threat!

The Naked Threat!

What does it mean to pay enough? Shen Hanbing has already made a demonstration in person!

Swish!

As Yang Yifan's figure disappeared completely, in the hall, someone finally came back to his senses, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes showed extremely rich remorse and fear, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground like a mess of mud!

The next second, the second, the third......

With a popping sound, half of the people in the hall collapsed to the ground, lost their souls, and their faces were full of endless remorse, as if they were completely frightened......

(End of chapter)