This person stepped on a silver long sword with ease, flying in the wind, dressed in rags, and behind him a group of huge demonic beasts like a house fluttered their wings that covered the sky and the sun!

If there are people here who have heard of the magical Pegasus 'Chisatoki', but who can fly, has anyone else heard of it?

No, it has never appeared in the entire history of Xingyao! Flying Sword, Li Yunyang was naturally not the first person to think of it, but those whose souls shared with the sword were destined to not be able to step on their own sword in this life! Because the sword was his soul, and how could his own soul be touched?

The people flying in the air were followed by a group of neatly arranged Warcraft flying teams, and even the gap between Warcraft and Warcraft was so identical!

On the entire continent, when has there ever been a scene of one man controlling a hundred beasts? It's a pity that these are just lonely and unheard of rural farmers, otherwise this incident would definitely spread throughout the entire Star Continent within a month!

Is this God? The same thought pops up in the hearts of all people for no reason.

The deep and hoarse roar of the beast shook people's hearts, and it was like a thunderbolt over the field, and the beast roared through the air only five or six meters above the ground, and the air flow brought up by nearly a hundred pairs of powerful wings was surging like a violent wind, blowing the dust and smoke of the dry land below, and those timid people had already been unable to stand this coercion and collapsed to the ground, their demented faces were full of horror!

"Hello, I'm back!" Looking at the fields below that were flooded by darkness, as well as the people who were standing on the fields stupidly, Li Yunyang poked his head out, waved his hand downwards angrily, and then vibrated his sword and flew high, and a graceful arc shot towards the high school, and flew into the void of thousands of meters in just an instant, like a god and Buddha!

Pretending to be forced, this is simply pure pretending, from the barbarian tribe to the Viscount of Brory, all the way down Li Yunyang has been hidden in the clouds of tens of thousands of meters, until he reached the realm of the Pirka Collar......

The herd of beasts that covered the sky and the sun suddenly flapped their wings vigorously, chased towards the black dots in the sky, and pulled up a long upward line, and a hurricane-like sandstorm suddenly blew below!

All of them were stunned!

Let the sand and dust blind, but who is willing to blink their eyes?

Two months is enough time for most people to forget a person, in fact, half of the farmers in this field really don't know this young face that suddenly appeared, but from this moment on, almost everyone in this life will never forget this face, and that group of wings soaring monsters!

"It's ......"

"What a familiar face!"

"It's Ellen, my God, it's really Lord Ellen!" ......

Finally broke free from the shock, there was an exclamation in the field, there was confusion, there was panic, there was shock, but more was still the excitement that came up slowly, the flat shoulder in the hand of an old man in the armor fell to the ground with a bang, and he knelt down with a pop, and the old tears were all over the place, and the hands like dead trees trembled with excitement.

"Lord Baron, you're finally back!!"

He is the old patriarch 'Andrey' who led the entire Johnson clan in Pirka, more than a month ago, there were more than 8,500 people in the Johnson clan, and now, there are only 4,000 people left......

A hundred thousand miles of horses of different shapes almost covered the sky above most of the Pirka collar, and as they got closer and closer, almost all the people in the fields saw this miraculous scene.

But the most conspicuous thing is the man who commands the flight of Edgeworth in front of the herd!

"Whoa!" a hoarse roar echoed through the entire Pirka collar as a dark cloud covered the top.

The movement was so great that all the people ran out of the house, and stood in front of the door, and the old butler, Robin, who had a face full of terror and a haggard face, also walked into the empty courtyard with the help of the servant, and looked up at the sudden vision.

"Young Master, it's Young Master!" I have to say that Li Yunyang is too conspicuous this time, even if his size is not as big as one-tenth of the body of any Qianli Ji behind him, even if he doesn't look down at all, the old housekeeper still recognizes this familiar figure that he has grown up with at a glance.

"Young Master Allen......" stared at the small figure hovering in the sky, and the old butler's tears flowed straight down his cheeks.

"Spread out!" Seeing that the street at the gate was full of people, Li Yunyang made a gorgeous leap and galloped over the top of the street at a low altitude, "We're going to land!"

The long dragon of the demonic beast behind him also took up a graceful arc, flipped in the air, and gradually lined up like a long dragon, and under the leadership of Li Yunyang, swooped down below.

"Oh my god!"

"Why are you still stunned, come in!"

The whole street was silent just now, and suddenly it was chaotic, and almost everyone was holding their heads and burrowing under the eaves, for fear that one of them would be crushed into a pulp by these big guys.

"Folks, I'm back, haha!" Jumping off the flying sword, Li Yunyang greeted the villagers who were standing on the wall with their whole bodies sticking to the wall, oh, he also waved his hand happily.

Quiet......

No one spoke, as if time had suddenly been forbidden.

"Uh, don't you know me?" After turning around twice, Li Yunyang realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, and everyone looked at him strangely.

Still no one spoke.

"Young master, young master...... Are you back......" At this moment, at the gate of the Baron's Palace, the old butler broke free from the support of a servant, and stumbled towards Li Yunyang with red eyes, crying and shouting, looking extremely sad and angry.

......

In the hall of the Baron's Palace, Li Yunyang sat in the hall, the old housekeeper in the hall, the two captains of the guards, the squire Andre and Wendell sat opposite each other, the deathly silence, and everyone's expressions became extremely solemn.

Outside the gate of the Baron's Mansion, at this moment, in addition to the Qianli Ji who gambled on the entire street, hundreds of villagers were also standing silently outside the door, staring at the Baron's Mansion without exception, and they seemed to be waiting for something.

"How many people are there now?" Listening to the old housekeeper sort out the ins and outs of the matter in detail, Li Yunyang's heart felt as if he had been trampled by 10,000 grass and mud horses, and he looked up and asked one of the captains who was still on the post.

"Lord Hui, the strength of the three knight leaders is estimated to be a total of three hundred people left, and our territory now does not even have a hundred soldiers!" A captain who was sitting a little closer to the front subconsciously stood up, bowed his eyes and replied, he also felt the strong killing intent from Li Yunyang, where did he dare to be careless.

"They took more than 300 people, and most of them quit, taking the old and the young with them...... Already left the Pirka. ”