"Old man, untie your son's clothes, I'll give it a try. ”

The old man listened to Yi Yun's words, his eyes were full of excited old tears, he hurriedly untied his son's clothes, and Xiaoxiao also hurriedly fetched a basin of hot water.

Just when Yi Yun pinched Wang Mu's wrist and planned to channel Wang Mu's dantian with his vitality, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance, and then-

"Peng!"

The gate of this courtyard was kicked open directly, and the wooden courtyard gate couldn't withstand the force at all, and was almost kicked away.

A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper walked into the courtyard gate with square steps, and beside him, there was a young man in white, holding a folding fan, handsome, and behind the two, followed by three powerful men.

"Old man Wang, why are you still lying here, an old immortal?"

While the middle-aged shopkeeper was talking, he had already come to the back room, and without him talking, the man next to him kicked open the door of the back room.

"You guys!"

Seeing this young man suddenly break in, the old man's heart froze, he didn't expect that when Yi Yun was about to save his son, this group of evil stars appeared.

"Hmm? Do you still have a breath for your immortal son? I told you a long time ago, your house has already been given to me, I am already merciful for letting you live for so long, I don't care if your son wants to die, don't die in my house, bad luck!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he noticed Yi Yun, and he glanced at Yi Yun, "Who are you?"

Yi Yun put down Wang Mu's wrist, looking at the shopkeeper with a slightly fat figure, he sensed it, and knew that the other party's cultivation was ordinary and belonged to the people who couldn't get on the stage at all.

On the contrary, the young man who followed behind him, his strength seemed to be okay, but it was only for his age, and in Yi Yun's place, it was not eye-catching at all.

And some of the characteristics of this young man attracted Yi Yun's attention, and Yi Yun found that the aura in his dantian was different, there was an extremely dignified breath, and this aura was even projected onto the surface of the young man's body, forming an ivory-like tattoo on his chest.

"Martial Spirit ......"

Yi Yun looked at the introduction of the Martial Spirit Clan on the map of Jiuli Wu Country before, and this tattoo was called "Martial Spirit", which was the symbol of the Martial Spirit Clan. The more pure the bloodline of the martial arts people, the more mysterious the lines engraved in this tattoo are.

Whether it is Guiru or the Twelve Emperors, because of the bloodline inheritance of the ancient era, a variety of different races have been formed until now, such as the race where the old snake and the snake girl are located, which is a certain ancient secret clan that has declined.

As for the Martial Spirit Clan, it is also an ancient race that has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, and their people have a very strong sense of racial superiority.

Seeing that the fat shopkeeper turned the spearhead to Yi Yun, the old man's heart tightened, these people acted domineering and unreasonable at all, he was afraid of implicating Yi Yun, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "This son is just a guest in my teahouse, I asked him to come to see a doctor for my son." ”

"What? Hahaha!" the fat shopkeeper laughed, "Your son is already a wasted person, and he only has half a breath left, and he still wants to save him? ”

The young man beside the fat shopkeeper glanced at Yi Yun casually, then looked at Wang Mu's old father, and chuckled: "Are you Wang Mu's father, like an old farmer, Wang Mu's talent is so good, but his father is an old waste, and he is pitiful." ”

The young man's words were very harsh, merciless sarcasm, in fact, he was an inner disciple of the martial arts clan, and his background was also very good, with his identity, he didn't care about Wang Mu's house at all, it was the fat shopkeeper who wanted Wang Mu's house, and this young man came to see Wang Mu's miserable appearance now.

When Wang Mu entered the Wuling Clan, his talent was amazing, he was valued by an elder of the Wuling Clan, and he also gave Wang Mu a lot of resources, which made the young man jealous, and now he came to see Wang Mu's half-dead appearance.

"Haha, from a humble background, of course his knowledge is shallow, but it's ridiculous that he also found a mortal clan who came to Wucheng to eat and eat, and wanted to heal his son. ”

The so-called mortal clan is the name of the martial spirit clan for the ordinary human race, Yi Yun knew before that the martial spirit clan in Wucheng was very xenophobic, and Yi Yun was not surprised by the disdain in the eyes of this young man.

He only smiled at this, but then slowly raised his hand.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Yi Yun's shot was like lightning, and the fat shopkeeper only felt that his eyes were flickering, and then a sharp pain came from his face, and his entire body was pumped away, spinning rapidly in the air like a spinning top.

"Peng!"

The fat shopkeeper fell heavily to the ground, his mouth was full of blood foam, and even seven or eight blood-stained teeth were spit out by him, Yi Yun's slap almost smashed the right half of the fat shopkeeper's face, and even blinded his right eye.

"Ahh......h

The fat shopkeeper screamed, he looked at Yi Yun viciously and in disbelief, he never thought that in Wucheng, there was actually a mortal clan who shot directly at him!

"Childe, I can't help it!"

When the old man saw this situation, he was very anxious, he didn't expect Yi Yun to be so impulsive, although this fat shopkeeper couldn't cultivate, but he was from the Martial Spirit Clan after all, and the young man, who looked like a genius of the Martial Spirit Clan, the consequences of beating them were unimaginable, although Yi Yun's strength was good, how could he afford to provoke the Martial Spirit Clan.

"There are really people who don't know whether they are alive or dead. The young man holding the folding fan saw that the fat shopkeeper was slapped by Yi Yun and lost half of his life, looking at Yi Yun's eyes was not anger, but pity, for him, the fat shopkeeper was just a dog under him, he didn't care at all, "The mortal clan who just arrived in Wucheng, I don't know whose world Wucheng is, do you know how you will die......?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, suddenly—

"Smack!"

Another slap, Yi Yun's speed was ten times faster than just now, and the pity in the young man's eyes didn't have time to change, and he was slapped on the right cheek by Yi Yun's strong slap!

Exactly the same attack, without even changing the position of the hit, the young man screamed, his body was the same as the fat shopkeeper, he rolled in the air more than a dozen times, and fell heavily to the ground, and the right side of his face was full of blood!

Yi Yun beat him worse than the fat shopkeeper, the young man's entire right side of his face was not only blurred with flesh and blood, but even the bones were exposed, and a mouthful of teeth was knocked out, and there were only a few big teeth left on the left.

However, this young man was a little more resistant to blows after all, and although he was beaten like this, he did not pass out, he was disheveled, almost crazy.

"Little ...... Bastard, you dare to hit me, do you know who I am, kill me...... Kill him!"

The young man pointed at Yi Yun, and the three big men behind him had already swarmed up, and the three of them cooperated tacitly, one attacked Yi Yun's Heavenly Spirit, one attacked Yi Yun's heart, and the other attacked Yi Yun's dantian.

The three of them locked the three key points of Yi Yun's body from three directions, and this shot was a dead hand.

But then, Yi Yun's figure disappeared in an instant.

A blue sword pierced through the void, slicing through the trail of death.

"Woohoo!"

The three trajectories directly penetrated the chests of these three people, and their whole body breath was locked, and then the skin outside the body froze one after another, turning into ice sculptures!

"What ......"

The young man was frightened at once, his men were not dead, they were still alive, but they were completely unable to move.

And Yi Yun did all this in just a blink of an eye, how could this be, a kid from a mortal race he casually met had such strength?

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and a sword was like an ice snake, pressing against his throat.

At that moment, the young man's breath was stagnant, this kind of feeling of being held against a sword was the first time in his life, although he was afraid, but he was not frightened, his reason told himself that the mortal human in front of him should not dare to kill him.

Yi Yun held the Phantom Snow Sword in his hand and said, "Sign a master-servant contract with me, otherwise tomorrow and today will be your death day." ”

Master-servant contract?

Hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he understood why Yi Yun wanted to sign the master-servant contract, it was nothing more than that he didn't dare to kill him, but he was afraid that he would leak the news, so he wanted to sign the master-servant contract and let him keep it a secret, but how could he let Yi Yun get his wish?

He sneered and said, "It's ridiculous, you are an inferior mortal clan, you actually want to enslave me, do you know who I am! Your strength is just because you have been cultivating for a long time, and what secret method is there to maintain your youthful appearance, you are in the martial spirit clan, but you are just an ant, you had better let me go quickly, otherwise you will be extracted from the soul and die in great pain......

"Yes, I wanted to give you a chance to live, but since you chose to die, then I will fulfill you. ”

Yi Yun said and raised his hand again.

"You...... What are you doing!?"

The young man was startled, and at this moment, he felt an incomparably terrible life-and-death crisis, "Wait...... etc......"

"It's your choice. ”

As Yi Yun spoke, his palms fell heavily!

"Smack!"

With a bang, Yi Yun's slap slapped the young man's left cheek firmly, but this attack did not slap the young man's flesh and blood, he just shook his body suddenly, his pupils were dilated in an instant, and his eyes lost their brilliance, Yi Yun's slap shattered the young man's soul sea!

At the same time, Yi Yun just had a thought, and behind the young man, the three ice sculptures shattered together, turning into a pile of ice slag and scattering on the ground, and the three big men who were originally frozen were also shattered.

After that, Yi Yun unhurriedly touched the space ring and took out a green crockpot.

Although the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Gods is in this city, as long as he does not confront others, but only makes some waves, and deals with it cleanly, no matter how rich his imagination is, it is impossible for the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Gods to connect these things to himself.