The people of the pylorus were frightened.

What is the origin of this young man, he is so bold that he will kill if he says to kill.

In fact, as the king of kings, Yang Feng didn't make a move, and as soon as he made a move, it was a bloody killing, how could it be just a small fight.

Besides.

For a group of Jianghu people, gangsters who do a lot of evil, if they kill them, they will be killed, and the police have to thank him.

"Puff puff."

The spear turned into a soft whip again, and swept through it with one blow.

A group of people with a blur of flesh and blood flew out.

“！”

"Notify the door...... No, the deputy master! Inform Cao Wanqiang's deputy door master! ”

"Hurry!"

Everyone was terrified.

And in the hall deep in the headquarters, Cao Wanqiang began to walk out.

As the head of the four deputy gate masters, the cousin of the master of the pylorus, his status in the pylorus is so high.

In the entire Qingzhou Province, he is also a top boss.

As long as you stomp your feet, the entire Jinling rivers and lakes will tremble.

Tonight, a yellow-haired boy actually entered the pyloric gate and named him to find him!

Outrageous!

Cao Wanqiang put on his battle robe, strode into a meteor, and walked to the battlefield.

In the sight, the ground was covered with blood, and ghosts were crying wolves.

In the end, his gaze was fixed on the heroic young man in the middle of the battlefield.

"Imp!"

Cao Wanqiang's voice was cold, mixed with cold anger: "Come to my pylorus to spread wilderness, kill my pylorus deputy master, hurt me and my pyloric disciples, how do you want to die!" ”

"You are Cao Wanqiang?"

"It's me!"

"Good."

Without any extra nonsense, Yang Feng's long whip flicked violently, turning into a sturdy spear again.

Step by step towards Cao Wanqiang.

And every step he takes, the murderous aura is strong, and the power is a little stronger.

"Woohoo."

Strong winds rose from the ground.

Cao Wanqiang's heart was full of inexplicable creeping, what kind of eyes were there!

Disregardful of everything, and invincible self-confidence.

How could this kind of look appear on a little ghost, how could it be!

"Don't pretend to be a ghost for me!"

Cao Wanqiang came back to his senses.

He drew his sword and removed his robes, revealing his muscles like the roots of an old tree.

"Little ghost, I'll dismantle you into eight pieces tonight, chop you up and feed it to the dog!"

"Die for me!"

Cao Wanqiang was extremely explosive, like a leopard, rushing forward.

The big knife in his hand slashed down fiercely, carrying the sound of the wind, as if it could split a car.

"Bang!"

However, this swift blow was cracked by Yang Feng lightly.

The spear swept lightly, slamming into the sword.

Cao Wanqiang only felt a strong force coming from the big knife, almost shattering his arm.

"Click!"

The sword cracked.

"What!"

Cao Wanqiang was shocked.

You must know that he spent a lot of money to buy deep-sea ancient iron, looking for a peerless treasure knife made by a famous foreign caster.

It is not an exaggeration to say that iron is sharpened like clay and is indestructible, how can there be cracks?

"Bang!"

In the next second, the treasure knife exploded on the spot.

"Ahh

Cao Wanqiang screamed in pain.

It turned out that the moment the treasure knife exploded, it directly turned into countless fragments, piercing its body to a thousand holes.

"Poof!"

Meanwhile.

Yang Feng's spear pierced Cao Wanqiang's shoulder, picked it up, and then slammed it on the ground.

"Ahh

Cao Wanqiang screamed again.

All the children of the pyloric sect felt that their scalps were numb.

The most powerful deputy sect masters have all been defeated, this young man is too strong, only the door master can deal with it!

But...... Only the high-level knows that the owner of the pylorus gate is not in the headquarters now, and he went out to run errands a few days ago and has not come back.

Otherwise, where can there be room for a little ghost to go wild.

"Ahhh

Cao Wanqiang's whole body was smashed with dozens of bones.

There were even some bones pierced through the flesh and skin, and they were suddenly exposed, which was shocking.

"Imp!"

"How dare you hurt me! I am the strongest deputy master of the pyloric sect, how noble, how dare you hurt me! ”

"You're dying!"

Yang Feng had no javelin on his face, grabbed the spear with his backhand, and slammed it into the ground, piercing Cao Wanqiang's other shoulder.

As the bones exploded, the entire shoulder was a blur of flesh and blood.

"Ahh

With the terrible screams like killing pigs, Cao Wanqiang almost fainted.

"Poof."

Yang Feng drew his spear and raised his hand again.

Cao Wanqiang finally showed a look of fear: "Please raise your noble hand and don't kill me!" ”

"Now you know you're scared?" Yang Feng's face was full of mockery.

Cao Wanqiang endured the severe pain and begged: "My lord, we have never known each other, there is no injustice and no hatred, why did you attack my pylorus, is there any misunderstanding in this." ”

"Misunderstanding?"

Yang Feng was furious, and shot again, piercing Cao Wanqiang's left leg.

"My name is Yang Feng, the heir of the Yang family in Jinling, and now, do you know why I'm looking for you?"

"The Yang family?"

Cao Wanqiang was stunned, then thought of something, and suddenly said: "You are for Yang Caiyu......

"Say!"

"Where's my cousin?"

Yang Feng's eyes were split.

Since my cousin was dedicated to Cao Wanqiang by the family, she has inevitably been abused every day, resulting in not knowing her life and death now!

"Ahh

Yang Feng's heart seemed to be dripping blood, after all, Yang Caiyu was the closest person to him in the current world.

"You're damned!"

Yang Feng was extremely angry, and the murderous aura that surged like a sea made Cao Wanqiang almost feel suffocated, and had to shout: "Even if you kill me now, Yang Caiyu will die!" ”

The spear stopped a centimeter away from Cao Wanqiang's head.

Cao Wanqiang was in a cold sweat, trembling and said: "Yang Caiyu was imprisoned in the dungeon by me, she is fine." Yang Dashao, you dissipate your anger, I will ask someone to bring Yang Caiyu over. ”

"What are you still doing in a daze!"

"Go to the dungeon and invite Miss Yang over!"

Several high-level officials went in person.

After a short time, Yang Caiyu was brought to Yang Feng.

At this time, I saw Yang Caiyu's hair scattered, dirty, and his eyes were extremely dull.

Grass!

Now Cao Wanqiang is going to scold his mother.

A group of pig brains didn't know how to give Yang Caiyu a bath, at least simply clean it up and bring it over.

"Lord Yang, this ......"

"Bang!"

Yang Feng kicked Cao Wanqiang away on the spot.

Then he crouched down, pulled away his long dull hair, and looked at his emaciated and haggard face.

For a while, my heart was like a knife.

"Jiaqi."

Yang Feng called softly.

However, Yang Caiyu seemed to be deaf and dumb, motionless, and his eyes were dull.

"Ahh

Yang Feng's eyes were red as if he was about to shed bloody tears, and he roared wildly in the sky.

Immediately, a gust of wind rose from the ground and swept the audience with overwhelming might, making everyone in the pylorus present tremble.

"Cao Wanqiang."

"Dog offal!"

Yang Feng turned around abruptly and threw his spear.

"No!"

Cao Wanqiang screamed in horror.

Where can he still care about the pain, try his best to escape, but to no avail, the spear pierces his body directly, nailing him to the tree.

"You're going to pay the price."

"Tonight!"

"The pylorus must be razed to the ground!"