The miserable appearance of the captain of the guard of Ping'an City, who does not conform to his identity, is really unbearable.

But how good can Yang Yi be.

The hand that slammed into the captain's chin hung by his side, and the shocking blood stains dripped down from between his fingers, trembling slightly, even if Yang Yi tried his best to calm the ripples in his heart, his face still couldn't hide the pain that pierced his heart.

Yang Yi is still only a mortal now, and he has not even stepped into the threshold of a cultivator, and he can knock the captain who is equivalent to the second realm of a cultivator to the ground with one punch, thanks to the fact that this captain is not a mountain cultivator, otherwise, Yang Yi's punch would not have been able to hurt the captain at all, let alone knock one of his front teeth to the ground with a sudden uppercut.

Of course, it is precisely because the captain is a body refining martial artist that his physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise Yang Yi would not have almost scrapped one of his arms, and the qi in his body was surging and undulating.

Those guards didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, picked up their spears and surrounded Yang Yi, but they didn't dare to come forward, the previous accident made their hearts a little shadowy.

Who knows if the seemingly ordinary young man in front of him is a mountain cultivator, although the captain has not made any mistakes in looking at people, but who knows if he will touch the real iron plate.

Those novels don't say it, if a real mountain immortal who returns to the basics comes to the world, even if someone has fiery eyes, he looks like he is just an ordinary man in the market, and he is no different from ordinary people at the snap of his fingers, but once the fingers of the immortals in those immortals touch their bodies, it is estimated that it is not something that ordinary people can afford, even those mountain immortals, it is estimated that they will be instantly turned into ashes.

Inside the city tower, some people saw this electric scene, and they were frightened and didn't care, and the most important taxi went back to report the news.

It seems that the current situation seems to be aside, putting aside the captain's contempt for the enemy, this kid has more or less ability, if he really lets this person enter Ping'an City, even if it is a step, I am afraid that it will become a joke in the whole Luzhou and even Kyushu in the future, and it is also a great shame for the Yueyang Su Dynasty.

Luzhou, Yueyang Su, has had enough of this.

The captain got up slowly, picked up the halberd lying on the side, and without much reason, he picked up the halberd and swung a circle in front of him, which happened to cover Yang Yi's position.

Yang Yi did not dodge or dodge, but took a step ahead, not only did not evacuate the sweeping range of the euphorbia, but was one step closer to the captain.

The captain didn't understand Yang Yi's behavior a little, after all, who would think that his life was too long to have fun.

Other captains don't know, but they really haven't met them in their lives.

Even if he has fought on the battlefield for nearly several years, there are very few who really want to die, which is not because he went to that dark battlefield in order to let the old man and the old man in their respective families have a full meal, they know that they may die on the battlefield of the soldier and iron horse, but it is all for the family, for those mouths.

And Yang Yi, to be honest, even if the captain is a big old man, he can feel a little strange, a mortal, but just now he blocked the most proud halberd in his life without logic, he is young, but he has always let himself stand on the verge of death.

The halberd swung down, and stopped at a distance of half an inch in front of Yang Yi without any suspense, as if this half inch was the last gap between Yang Yi and this world, which seemed to be a finger apart, but it was a thousand miles apart.

The captain's face changed slightly, and even he didn't see what means Yang Yi used to block his blow, and it was only at this time that he suddenly realized, no wonder his previous blow only repelled Yang Yi, not disabled, it turned out that this kid was hiding a hand.

The captain of the guard team at the gate of Ping'an City snorted coldly: "No wonder you have the confidence to run to the gate of Ping'an City to send you to death, it turns out that there are still some means, but unfortunately, unless you step on my corpse, I will not let you enter Ping'an City from here, not a single step." ”

With that, he held the halberd in both hands, stretched out one leg backwards, and stared sideways at Yang Yi, who was two heads shorter.

This time, the captain was serious.

Some unknown spectators around are a little confused, what kind of situation is this?

Obviously, the Ping'an City guard was menacing, but he was knocked to the ground by a hairy boy with a fist, and finally got up and picked up the halberd, just listening to the sound that called a loud, put it on the side of the road on weekdays, see the acrobatic fingers may stand still and clap their hands.

But not now, as far as the current situation is concerned, this halberd goes down, this kid is definitely the end of the separation of the human head, but at that moment just now, the captain seemed to have stopped, Yang Yi was still standing there, unmoved, the captain didn't know what he muttered and then put up a shelf, what happened before and after everyone was a little confused.

What the hell is this going on, Captain?

Ordinary people in the market naturally can't see the mystery between them.

Clear-eyed people see quite thoroughly.

Except for the shadows that are hidden in the shadows.

The turban man and his party can see it clearly, but there are also things that they can't see, which always makes this group a little confused.

The handsome man shook the folding fan lightly and said softly: "No wonder, if this kind of means is the ability of this young man himself, then it is inevitably a little too strong. ”

Xiao Hao half-squatted on the ground, his hands attached to the ground, although he squinted tightly, his eyebrows frowned, and he said in a low voice: "It's weird." ”

The thin monkey man with two knives attached one hand to the handle of the knife he stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and rarely rose a little curious, and asked: "Oh, what's strange? Since this kid was able to run from Huaiyang City to Ping'an City, the things that happened more or less along the way were able to survive in the end, which shows that he has some strength, and according to the current view, there is nothing strange about it." ”

Xiao Hao shook his head and said softly: " No, it's very strange, because this guy, from the beginning to the end, the qi in the body has never been running, about this I know best, a person without the flow of qi may be able to survive in the world, such as those who have not cultivated aura, but have no qi at all It is impossible to exist in this world, in short, in my understanding, there will be no such situation, no, not at all, logically speaking, before we came here, that kid still had the slightest qi exist, although it is very strange, but it is not like this time The qi is completely dissipated, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all......”

The handsome man and the girl looked at Yang Yi who continued to walk slowly, and the thin monkey man with two knives didn't understand anything because he didn't understand anything about qi or something, so he didn't quite understand what was wrong with this.

But looking at the expressions of the turban man and Xiao Hao, you can think of what kind of mystery is hidden in this.

That's right.

Yang Yi at this time.

Even the qi attached to the author's body has dissipated.

If a person like Xiao Hao with such an ability sees Yang Yi, at most, he will praise this person's soul and spirit is very strong, and his physical body is also very tough, just like a piece of iron that has been tempered by a thousand hammers, but in addition, there is no other person who can enter the eyes of these mountain cultivators, or even some martial artists in the rivers and lakes.

Yang Yi still didn't stop, his eyes didn't look at the captain of the guard team holding the halberd in front of him at all, but stayed in the tall and grand city gate.

The purpose of his trip was not to seek his own death.

Or at the beginning, I still wanted to make a big fuss in Ping'an City, so that the Yueyang Su clan and the protector of Ping'an City, Qin Guan, would kill themselves here, but at present, suicide is no longer the way to escape, or rather, it is impossible for me to commit suicide or let others kill me under the nose of the author's old dog.

For example, the immortals on the mountain encircled and suppressed, obviously they were all dead, and they could finally wake up, at that time, Yang Yi couldn't wait to scold the author's old dog for eight lifetimes.

If you dare to write like this, aren't you afraid that you will be punished by God?

Therefore, this time I resolutely came to Ping'an City.

In order to break this so-called rule.

And this time, Yang Yi is not simply waiting for death.

The corners of Yang Yi's mouth hooked up a sneer, a broken place conceived by the author's old dog, and it was broken.