With the sound of horses falling to the ground, everyone's hearts trembled!

Dozens of eyes looked at the middle of the road in unison, their faces full of disbelief!

"Saved?!"

"This is ...... Monk? ”

"A monk actually made a move!"

As everyone came back to their senses, there was an uproar.

No one thought that the girl was about to die under the horse's hooves, and at the last moment, she was actually saved by the monk!

"Ling'er!"

The middle-aged woman was the first to react, crying, staggering over, and holding the girl in her arms.

The girl was already stunned, and she cried.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The woman looked at Yang Yifan and quickly knelt down to thank her, extremely grateful.

"Be careful later."

Yang Yifan dropped a sentence lightly, turned around and left.

For him, saving his life was a gesture, and he didn't covet anyone's gratitude.

"Want to go?!"

But at this moment, a loud shout sounded, and with the chaotic sound of horses' hooves, several guards surrounded Yang Yifan in an uproar.

The young man had already gotten up from the ground, extremely embarrassed, staring at Yang Yifan with anger on his face, and even murderous intent in his eyes:

"If you dare to overturn my horse, you are simply looking for death!"

Yang Yifan turned his head when he heard this, his eyes were like a cold wind, and he glanced at him.

This glance immediately made the young man feel the biting cold, especially the terrifying killing machine, which made him seem to have a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of him, which made him extremely frightened.

Retracting his gaze, Yang Yifan raised his feet and was about to leave.

He was really in no mood to pay attention to these mortals, and although the young man was very arrogant and domineering, in his eyes, he was no different from a clown who jumped off the beam.

Dealing with this kind of person, Yang Yifan is ashamed.

"If you want to go, stop him for me!"

But as soon as he raised his footsteps, the young man came back from his fear, and even became even more angry!

He roared loudly and looked at Yang Yifan with pity:

"Even if you're a monk, do you know who I am?!"

After a pause, the young man snorted coldly:

"I am the prince of Liuguo, you overturned my horse, you must kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise, no matter what your identity is, even if you are a monk, you will definitely die!"

When this word came out, there was an immediate commotion all around.

Everyone looked at Yang Yifan, and their faces showed extremely complicated expressions.

Prince Liuguo, this is not an ordinary identity.

Although this prince does not have a trace of cultivation, as long as his identity is here, even if he is a monk, he must not be presumptuous in front of him.

After all, what he represents behind him is the entire Liu Kingdom!

Moreover, in this Liu Kingdom, as long as his crown prince Liu Hui sends a signal, countless monks can arrive in the shortest time.

Therefore, in the eyes of this group of people, even if Yang Yifan escapes, he can't escape at all.

"Are you the prince of Liuguo?"

At this moment, Yang Yifan stopped and glanced at Liu Hui more.

"That's right!"

Liu Hui showed arrogance on his face, took out a token from his sleeve, and looked at Yang Yifan fiercely:

"This is my identity jade plate, as long as I crush it, there will be dozens or hundreds of monks coming, and when the time comes, you will not be able to escape!"

"Oh?"

Yang Yifan looked at Liu Hui indifferently, and a sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Originally, a garbage-like existence like Liu Hui couldn't get into Yang Yifan's eyes at all.

But now, this guy turned out to be the prince of Liuguo who went out of the palace in Weifu, which is interesting.

The most ridiculous thing is that this prince doesn't have the slightest cultivation.

"I really don't know what Liu Zong thinks, he actually let you be a prince like a trash."

Yang Yifan shook his head, a touch of disappointment on his face.

But hearing this, the anger on Liu Hui's face instantly became even stronger!

Not only him, but also the faces of the surrounding people showed shock!

This guy dares to call Liu Zong?

What kind of person is Liu Zong, that is the emperor!

Although the spiritual cultivation world is the largest in the monks, and the imperial power is not strong, as the emperor of a country, the strength is also very powerful!

Liu Zong's strength is the Jindan realm!

"Daring fanatic!"

The surrounding guards stared at Yang Yifan deadly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was about to condense into substance!

"You're looking for death!"

Liu Hui's face was also extremely ugly, and he crushed the jade pendant fiercely!

"By what you just said, you will surely die!"

"Oh?"

Yang Yifan smiled coldly, his face full of disdain.

Sure to die?

This kid is really an idiot to a certain level.

"Laugh!"

Liu Hui stared at Yang Yifan and smiled coldly: "I'll see if you can laugh for a while!" ”

"I can laugh for a while, you don't have to worry about it."

Hearing Liu Hui's words, Yang Yifan slowly spit out a sentence.

Swish!

When the words fell, his figure was like lightning, and he appeared beside Liu Hui in an instant, grabbed Liu Hui's throat, and mentioned it in mid-air:

"Now, you should be more concerned about whether you can laugh yourself."

"Ho! Ho ho! ”

Liu Hui only felt an irresistible force coming, making him instantly feel a sense of fear shrouded in death, his eyes instantly widened, and he struggled frantically, but he couldn't break free at all.

Joke.

Yang Yifan is only one foot away from the Jindan realm, if even a mortal can break free from his palm, then where has he cultivated for so long?

It is no exaggeration to say that with Yang Yifan's strength, if he wants Liu Hui to die, he doesn't need to do it at all, one gaze is enough.

And now he deliberately spared his life, just because he didn't want to get his hands dirty.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout and dozens of sounds of breaking the air sounded.

The people around heard the sound and hurriedly looked over.

I saw that dozens of monks were coming from all directions, all of them increasing their speed to the extreme, staring at Yang Yifan with their eyes.

"It's from the palace!"

"Someone from the palace is here!"

"Oh no, I'm afraid this monk is going to suffer!"

"God is jealous of talents, God is jealous of talents!"

Seeing this group of monks dressed in uniform clothes, the surrounding people let out a cry of regret.

In their opinion, no matter how strong Yang Yifan is, he is just a person, and in the face of so many royal monks, he will definitely die.

"Are you coming?"

Yang Yifan turned his head, a sneer pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and with a casual throw, Liu Hui's body fell to the ground like a broken sack.

"A bold fanatic, he dared to poison the prince of my Liu Kingdom, he was simply looking for death!"

Dozens of monks were all angry when they saw this scene, and a white-haired old man walked out of the crowd and stared at Yang Yifan deadly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent!

This person's cultivation is the highest in this group, and it is enough to build five layers of foundation.

But hearing his words, Yang Yifan let out a sneer:

"I'm just looking for death, do you dare to kill?"

(End of chapter)