The official road is very wide, three feet and seven feet, and four or two carriages can run side by side.

Song Ziyang galloped forward along the right side of the official road, and this arrogant young man and his party merged into the official road from the fork in the road on the left.

It stands to reason that he had no time to stop, or manipulate the horse to stagger away.

But it didn't.

This arrogant-faced young man just bumped into him like that.

And regardless of whether he was indiscriminate, he directly whipped Song Ziyang.

Song Ziyang was a little stunned in an instant, and said in his heart that he didn't offend anyone?

Now he had regained the appearance of the sick boy, his face was sallow, and his mouth was slightly bruised, as if he was riddled with diseases and could not be removed.

The appearance is also quite ordinary, and even a little ugly, so it can also cause inexplicable trouble?

There is no calamity.

In line with the idea that more things are better than less, he dodged in a low-key manner, and controlled the Red Cloud Beast to avoid this whip and dodged to the side.

"You are ......"

He frowned slightly, and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"your mother, do you dare to hide?"

The young man with an arrogant face, his face was full of anger, his eyes widened, and he was whipped down again.

The whip was swift and fast, and it made a whimpering whistling wind, and it was so powerful that it was obviously infused with the power of yin and yang.

This seemingly ordinary whip turned out to be a magic weapon.

This whip, if it is really whipped, can beat an ordinary monk to death!

Song Ziyang is not the kind of person who suffers a loss and swallows it in his stomach, if you respect me for a foot, I will respect you for a foot, if you have to make an inch, then I'm sorry, I can beat your mother so much that she doesn't know you!

A cold color flashed in his eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, a swift talisman had already been cast, slapped on his legs, and suddenly an invisible force poured into it.

At the moment when the long whip approached his body, his figure flickered, as if it were a fleeting light, and he drifted away from the place.

But instead of dodging backwards, he slammed forward with a fit.

This greatly exceeded the young man's expectations.

So he didn't react at all, and when Song Ziyang came to him, he shouted angrily, and the long whip was drawn in reverse, sweeping towards Song Ziyang, but it was too late.

In Song Ziyang's hand, I don't know when there was already an extra spirit rune engraved with a flame.

Flame Burst Charm!

He slapped hard with an expressionless face, and slapped it straight on the young man's body.

Then the figure retreated sharply to the side.

But in the blink of an eye, he had already withdrawn more than a dozen feet away.

Such a talisman can now be almost instantaneous.

Rumble!

A terrifying explosion was heard.

Click!

The young man's body was blown out alive, and fell straight seven or eight feet away, only to fall on a big tree in embarrassment, directly smashing the hard willow tree, half of the tree body fell, and let out a roar.

He fell to the ground with a disgraced face, but there was a layer of blue light on the surface of his body, which protected him, and there was no major problem.

It was the light that the defensive weapon automatically guarded.

And the handsome sweat and blood BMW under him was not so lucky, under the bombardment of the flame burst charm, it directly burst open, turning into a huge mass of flesh and blood, splashing in all directions.

"Young master!"

"Young Master!"

"How are you, young master!"

"Young Master, are you alright?"

The group of guards who were originally following behind the arrogant young man were all stunned at this moment, hurriedly dismounted, ran over with a shout, surrounded the arrogant young man in the center, and asked nonsense.

At this time, only one girl did not dismount.

The girl's age is about thirteen or fourteen years old, almost the same as Song Ziyang, she looks very beautiful, her eyebrows are like Yuandai, her skin is like clotted fat, but her lips are slightly thin, her chin is slightly pointed, and she is born with a cool appearance.

She rode up to Song Ziyang, looked at him with disgust, stretched out her finger and pointed at his nose, and scolded loudly: "You tuberculosis and ugly ghost, my brother is in a bad mood, he whips you, you just let him beat him, and we will leave after the beating, why do you want to resist?"

Song Ziyang hadn't reacted to the "ugly ghost" at first glance, he was handsome, walking on the street could attract the attention of countless girls, and he had never been said so, but then he remembered that he was wearing a mask.

The sick boy turned into this mask is indeed not very good-looking, but it is not to the point of being an ugly ghost, right?

At this moment, he still had the heart to think about this.

And after listening to the girl's words, he couldn't help but laugh angrily.

Nima, it's really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds.

Your brother is in a bad mood, so he wants to whip me to vent? If you can't whip me, you will whip me again and whip me straight to death?

If you were an ordinary person, you would be killed with the first whip!

And even a slightly inferior Yin-Yang Warlock can't dodge the second whip!

This is clearly to kill people to vent their anger, and not let people resist?

"You've got a problem with your brain, have you? Kicked by a donkey or caught in the door?"

He glanced at her coldly and rebuked unceremoniously, "Do you understand the most basic courtesy, righteousness and shame? Do you understand the most basic respect for others? How did your parents teach you? Could it be that you are still a wild child with a mother and no mother?"

For such a brutal girl who doesn't even have basic morality, he doesn't pretend at all, and he will never get used to her.

Of course, he can't make a move on a girl who doesn't have much ability to resist, but it's okay to scold.

When it comes to bickering, ordinary people are not his opponents, but he doesn't have many opportunities to show this specialty.

"You ......"

"You're damned!"

The girl was dumbfounded by the scolding, she was speechless for a long time, her face was pale, her chest rose and fell, the curves were more exquisite, concave and convex, and her eyes almost erupted with flames, and she shouted angrily.

"Leave me alone, don't let this guy run away, dare to make a move on me Zhou Qinglong, I must kill him!"

The arrogant young man with a gray face, his black hair was scattered on his shoulders, he roared desperately, and pointed at Song Ziyang hard, "You all go over, block him for me, I will break him into ten thousand pieces!"

When these guards heard this, they all stood up one by one and quickly surrounded Song Ziyang.

Song Ziyang had no intention of escaping at all, so he just stood by with his hands in his hands, with a sneer on his face, and at the same time, his divine sense was released, covering a radius of thousands of feet.

Everyone's cultivation was clearly investigated by him.

Among the people present, the highest cultivation was his two guards, and in the second heaven of moving mountains, the others had those who had just entered the realm of moving mountains, and there were also those who were at the peak of the Tibetan Sea.

This arrogant young man named Zhou Qinglong has only cultivated in the Ninth Folds of the Tibetan Sea, and he has not even reached the peak.

And this girl, her cultivation is even weaker, and she is only about the Six Heavens of the Tibetan Sea.

But in any case, if he can carry the Yin-Yang Warlock who moves the mountains and two heavens as a guard, his family power will definitely not be too weak, and he should be a famous person in Qingzhou.

"Dare to hurt the young master of my family, boy, you are impatient!"

"Bastard, what kind of monk are you, so bold that you dare to make a move on my young master!"

The two guards who moved the mountains and the two heavens shouted and scolded at Song Ziyang.

The others were not far behind, and they spoke out one after another, pointing at Song Ziyang and scolding.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, if you dare to humiliate me like this today, you will be killed, so that I can vent my hatred!"

This arrogant young man Zhou Qinglong also walked over, stood on the periphery, stared at Song Ziyang hatefully, and yelled, "your grandma, kill me!"

There was a strong killing intent in his voice.