Li Yuanxi laughed angrily: "Good boy! Seizing the day is not for you to rush to death."

Gradually, Li Yuanxi restrained his smile.

He said in a deep voice, "On the road of cultivation, the road is long. With your qualifications, the future is limitless, so why fight for the length of this time? It is true that you and Yang Mingxuan have formed a mortal enmity, but for the long life of a monk, there are many opportunities for revenge."

Ye Ziyu pondered for a moment, but said, "Having said that, I'm afraid that Yang Mingxuan also thinks so, do you think he will give me this opportunity to grow up?"

Li Yuanxi was silent, he thought that Ye Ziyu was just enthusiastic for a while, but he didn't expect that the other party was not without consideration.

Qingyun Sect is one of the thirteen sects of the Great Han Dynasty, and its strength is not strong, but also Yang Mingxuan's own cultivation qualifications are already very good, and the future achievements of the Great Dao will definitely not be low.

The eight-hundred-year-old Yuanying Cultivator, if nothing else, Yang Mingxuan would definitely be able to break through the Flying Ascension Realm, but it was unknown if he would eventually be able to reach a few levels of Ascension.

But even if it was just a layer of heaven, it was not something that ordinary Yuanying peak cultivators could compare, and the difference between the two was like cloud and mud, not the same.

On the other hand, Ye Ziyu is only seven layers of qi refining so far, and there are still foundation building, Jin Dan, and Yuan Ying in the middle, and finally it has reached Ascension.

Such a gap in strength, if it is an ordinary person, it will be desperate because of this, the gap between the two is wider than the world, what should be used to cross it?

Li Yuanxi came back to his senses, leaned over to help Ye Ziyu on the ground, and patted the dust on his back.

He said softly, "All in all, you can't kill Yang Qinghua yet. Don't worry, there will always be a chance for you to make a move."

Ye Ziyu also figured it out at this time, killing Yang Qinghua could only relieve a momentary anger, but it would also provoke Yang Mingxuan's crazy revenge.

An old yuan baby who lost his only son, just thinking about the madness made Ye Ziyu feel his scalp tingle.

Li Yuanxi looked at Ye Ziyu's expression changing, and thought that he was depressed in his heart and couldn't swallow this breath.

So he smiled and said, "Although I can't let you kill Yang Qinghua, it's ......."

Li Yuanxi looked at Ye Ziyu with a wicked smile, and Ye Ziyu hurriedly asked, "But what? Say it quickly."

Li Yuanxi coughed lightly, and then said, "But you can use the excuse of breaking the rules, cough cough, don't talk about it, you will know when the time comes."

Before Ye Ziyu could continue to ask, Li Yuanxi suddenly patted his head and said, "The kung fu we are talking to, I'm afraid that the old boy's incarnation has been shattered, let's go find him!"

Ye Ziyu said, "We? Since I can't kill Yang Qinghua, why am I still following you?"

Li Yuanxi directly grabbed Ye Ziyu's shoulder, and before Ye Ziyu could react, he heard a wind blowing in his ears, and his body seemed to turn into a streamer.

Glancing around, Ye Ziyu saw Yang Mingxuan who was gradually dissipating in the light curtain, as well as Yang Qinghua and Caiyun behind him.

Including Yang Mingxuan, the three of them all looked at Ye Ziyu and the others who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Li Yuanxi looked at the three people opposite and smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed out, and the light curtain that enveloped Yang Mingxuan's body suddenly stopped.

Yang Mingxuan's illusory body also stopped dissipating, but the look of surprise in his eyes became a little stronger, and the eyes that looked at Li Yuanxi were full of vigilance.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally Yang Mingxuan spoke first; "Mr. Li, what do you mean?"

Li Yuanxi smiled and said, "Sect Master Yang, don't come to harm? So you haven't left yet? Would you like me to give you a ride?"

Now, Yang Mingxuan had no choice but to reply with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Li already make a move? Now that I'm here, I don't know what else to do?"

Yang Qinghua and the others in the rear obviously didn't know Li Yuanxi's identity, but Yang Qinghua hated Ye Ziyu standing behind Li Yuanxi.

At this moment, it is really an enemy meeting, and his eyes are red, and his father's incarnation is there

side, since the other party took the initiative to send it to the door, there was no reason to let him go.

Originally, Yang Qinghua had just woken up after taking the pill, and his consciousness was still relatively vague in all aspects.

After seeing Ye Ziyu at this moment, he immediately pointed at Ye Ziyu and shouted, "Dad! It was this little beast that hurt me, and I asked my father to take him and take him down and hand him over to me to concoct, and I wanted him to ......."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Mingxuan suddenly turned around and glared at Yang Qinghua, who didn't dare to continue.

Although his father spoiled himself on weekdays, the majesty of the master of a sect was not something Yang Qinghua dared to offend.

But the anger in Yang Qinghua's heart was always difficult to calm down, and he could only stare at Ye Ziyu with a murderous gaze again, and the resentment in his eyes was about to condense into substance.

Facing Yang Qinghua's resentful gaze, Ye Ziyu's expression did not change, and there was even a faint smile on his face.

This attitude of ignoring made Yang Qinghua more and more angry, and at this moment, he felt like a boulder was blocked in his chest, pressing him to the point where he was about to lose his breath.

Yang Mingxuan inadvertently glanced at Ye Ziyu, and the murderous intent in the depths of his eyes flashed away.

Li Yuanxi did not change his smile and continued: "It seems that the young sect master, and my friend's Liang Zi are not shallow."

Yang Mingxuan's face changed slightly.

"Friends?"

Just as he was thinking about the meaning of these two words coming out of Li Yuanxi's mouth, Yang Qinghua roared angrily; "Which green onion are you?" Do you dare to come here to find trouble?"

With a snap, Yang Qinghua covered his face with blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him in disbelief.

The father actually beat himself in front of outsiders, and this slap also made Yang Qinghua gradually come back to his senses, and Caiyun on the side grabbed his palm.

The soft hands were already covered with beads of sweat, and Caiyun's head hung very low, and he didn't dare to look at Yang Mingxuan's back at all.

Yang Mingxuan's expression changed, and then he laughed and said, "Mr. Li, the dog doesn't know your identity, and what you said just now was so offensive, and I hope to ...... it."

Li Yuanxi smiled, waved his hand, and said, "The young sect master is a young talent, and he is a Tianjiao figure, so he naturally looks down on me, a poor scholar."

After speaking, he turned his head to Ye Ziyu and said, "Little Yezi, do you say this is the truth?"

Ye Ziyu saw Li Yuanxi squeezing his eyes at him, and immediately smiled: "Yes, Lao Li, compared to Sect Master Yang and his dogs, you are really not a green onion, after all, your Lao Li is poor and poor, in the end, he is still a person, and it is much better than some dogs."

Li Yuanxi turned his head with a smile. saw that Yang Mingxuan's expression was flat, but Yang Qinghua's handsome face was already swollen red, and the knuckles of his fingers made a clicking sound.

Yang Mingxuan took a deep breath and said lightly in a calm voice as much as possible; "Mr. Li, what do you want, just ask."