Yang Yifeng was displeased, and was being disturbed at a critical time, of course he would be unhappy. And the person who makes Yang Yifeng unhappy will definitely bear the corresponding price!

At that moment, Yang Yifeng didn't talk nonsense, his body flashed directly, and he rushed out of the door, and saw a gray-clothed Taoist priest holding a Shura Mountain, no need to ask, it must be this bastard who ruined his good mood.

I didn't bother to ask, I flew straight up, what was Yang Yifeng's speed? ?

The gray-clothed Taoist priest was kicked in the face by Yang Yifeng without even reacting, and he was kicked out on the spot, and the whole person flew out of a hundred meters away like a cannonball, crashing into countless high walls, trees, and rocks on the way.

Yang Yifeng didn't intend to let him go like this, followed the figure of the gray-clothed Taoist, greeted him, and appeared on the gray-clothed Taoist's landing in less than a breath, and kicked him back to the square in the gate of Nangong's house again. Before the gray-clothed Taoist priest landed, he appeared one meter above the gray-clothed Taoist again, and kicked him straight down, "Boom~~!" A huge pit appeared outside the square.

At this time, Nangong Yueying and the others had just come out of the house, and saw that the gray-clothed Taoist priest was lying in the pit with more air in and less breath this time, his clothes were torn, his body was torn in many places, his seven orifices were bleeding, his face was swollen, and he looked terrifying! But such a master, he was beaten like this by Yang Yifeng without even making a move within three breaths, it really made Nangong Yueying tremble, and the horror of Yang Yifeng, the Demon Lord of Freedom, was definitely not in vain! This sentence is indeed a wise saying.

Yang Yifeng fell from the sky, descended to the side of the gray-clothed Taoist, and directly stepped on the chest of the gray-clothed Taoist who was trying to get up. "Pounce~~" The gray-clothed Taoist priest spurted out another mouthful of blood, looking pained.

Someone wants to ask, why is it just a light three legs, you can make a cultivation master in the early stage of the merger fall to the ground? In fact, it is not so simple as it seems, don't just look at the surface of anything, Yang Yifeng's three legs, including the sword yuan power with strong destructive power in the body, were directly sent into the body of the gray-clothed Taoist, directly attacking the Yuanying in the gray-clothed Taoist's body, destroying the meridians in his body. If this guy wants to fully recover, it will take at least a few hundred years, and he will have to use up many precious elixirs to reshape the meridians!

"It's rude to interrupt someone's conversation, you bastard, you know? Especially me, that's what I'm most unhappy about. Today is a lesson for you, get out!" Yang Yifeng scolded condescendingly, and after speaking, he kicked the gray-clothed Taoist priest and flew out, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

Nangong Yueying's scalp was a little numb when he saw it, this Loose Demon Lord, as the rumors said, had a strange temper, was moody, and he couldn't be provoked! But what worried him was not this, although the Loose Demon Lord was terrifying, as long as he didn't offend him, he would naturally be fine, but the gray-clothed Taoist priest who was beaten by Yang Yifeng and beaten half to death just now had an identity and origin, and his Nangong family could not afford to offend him! This time maybe a catastrophe would come.

Returning to the hall, Yang Yifeng saw Nangong Yueying, who was worried and worried, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew the reason, one person did things and one person was responsible, of course he wouldn't just leave like this, not to mention that the Nangong family was also doing himself a favor, so he opened his mouth and said: "Nangong family master, are you worried that the person just now will come to trouble again?"

Nangong Yueying said truthfully: "The Demon Lord is really wise, just like the Demon Lord said. The forces behind this person are not something that a Nangong family can afford to provoke. Hey~~~~" As she spoke, Nangong Yueying sighed and continued to say weakly: "It's not a secret, this time my Nangong family will send someone to snatch the Xuanlei Golden Essence that you fancie, and it is precisely to deal with them~!"

"Oh??? I want to hear about it!" Yang Yifeng sighed and said in passing.

"This person is a protector elder of the Canglang Underground Palace, not long ago, the young master of the Canglang Underground Palace passed by here, and my Nangong family naturally opened the door to welcome guests, but unexpectedly, my grandson Qingyuan, in order to fight for that momentary anger, actually used my Nangong family heirloom sword, and in a competition with the young master of the Canglang Underground Palace, he was injured by mistake, and destroyed an eighth-order flying sword of the young master of the Canglang Underground Palace! Although the old man has made every possible compensation, but the young master of the Canglang Underground Palace has to say that we have destroyed his most beloved treasure, and the compensation of my Nangong family is not enough at all, unexpectedly..."The more Nangong Yueying said, the more excited she became, the more angry she became, "I actually want to ask for the ancestral treasure of my Nangong family, if I don't give it, then what awaits my Nangong family is the disaster of annihilation~! And add today's things, hey~~~~" said and sighed decadently.

"So, your Nangong family knows that the Xuanlei Golden Essence is the owner's thing, and you still snatch it regardless of the danger, just want to use this Xuanlei Golden Essence to replace the treasure of your Nangong family's Zhen clan and compensate the Canglang Underground Palace?" Yang Yifeng then added.

"Hey~~~~ Just as the Demon Lord said!" Nangong Yueying said.

Yang Yifeng listened, and immediately understood most of it, it turned out that after the Nangong family invited him, they would keep him for the night, it turned out that he had calculated that the Canglang Underground Palace would come to collect debts today, and he would definitely not sit idly by, and would definitely help him Nangong family solve this matter. Nangong Yueying is really scheming, not losing the material of the head of the house, Jiang is still old and spicy, and he is really thoughtful!

Yang Yifeng smiled shallowly and looked directly at Nangong Yueying, he didn't move, the people of the Demon Dao pay attention to the word profit, he Yang Yifeng asked the Nangong family for news, so it is understandable to help the Nangong family settle the matter of the Canglang Underground Palace. However, if Nangong Yueying told him directly, the effect would be better. Evil Yang stood beside Yang Yifeng expressionlessly, secretly preparing to attack. Bloodkill looked around with a smile, his hands unintentionally rubbed, and his eyes stared at everyone in the hall as if he were looking at prey.

Nangong Yueying was frightened by Yang Yifeng's gaze that seemed to be able to spy on people's hearts, cold sweat broke out on her back, and her palms were already wet. This faint gaze without the slightest fluctuation made him feel a huge pressure, making his breath gradually keep up with the rhythm, and the air around him seemed to be evacuated. Nangong Yueying only felt Yang Yifeng's terrible at this time. Just when he was about to be unable to bear the softening of the beach, "Hahaha~~~" Yang Yifeng laughed suddenly, and the air around him seemed to return to normal, and the pressure that invisibly made him have no power to resist disappeared all at once, making Nangong Yueying's heart relaxed, and he almost couldn't hold back, and fell softly, at this time he was even more tired than after experiencing an unprecedented decisive battle, this kind of mentally terrifying coercion made Nangong Yueying almost unable to raise the courage to face Yang Yifeng.

"Why didn't the head of the Nangong family say it earlier? Your Nangong family is also considered to be a grace to the king, just a canglang underground palace, I, Yang Yifeng, helped you settle it!" Yang Yifeng said loudly and proudly.

Nangong Yueying hurriedly thanked happily, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly returned to normal. Nangong Yueying also said very sensitively: "The remnants of the Chisha Sect in the secular world have basically disappeared, and there is only one other, and that is Qin Yanling!"

Yang Yifeng and Blood Kill glanced at each other, and they both saw their respective meanings from each other's eyes, this Nangong family was really extraordinary, and they found out about Qin Yanling within a day, and they still used the method of "bloody hand soul search" to find out.

Nangong Yueying paused for a moment and continued: "This Qinyanling occupies a huge area, the surrounding mountains are connected, stretching for thousands of miles, its interior is shrouded in dense fog all year round, no one can approach, there is a lack of spiritual energy, my generation of cultivators have practiced there for a year, it is better to practice outside for an hour, so it has always been inaccessible, and in the depths of Qinyanling, no one can reach it, and what dangers are in it are unknown." Cultivators are not interested in it, ordinary people go in and never come out alive. My Nangong family has only seen people coming and going on the periphery of Qinyanling. ”

Yang Yifeng frowned when he heard this, this news is just a little more detailed than what he knows, and it is not of much use at all, it seems that he has to go and find out in person~! Thinking about it, he nodded at the blood killing, and made up his mind to go and explore it in person, and said, "Thank you so much to the master of the Nangong family!"

Everyone talked about a little more details, and Yang Yifeng also carefully learned about the location of the remnants of the Chisha Sect entering and leaving Qinyanling, and so on.

Yang Yifeng was very depressed, no, to be precise, he was super depressed, this was all nonsense, and small news that could not be smaller, useless to the extreme, except for further confirmation of the hiding place of the demon wind, there was no useful news.

Yang Yifeng and the Blood Killer were on the cliff, each touching each other, looking at the endless clouds, and snorting with alcohol. Blood Kill Ha let out a long sip of wine and said, "Sixth brother, it seems that we have been busy for nothing, and the news of the Nangong family is not of great use to us!"

Yang Yifeng said after hearing this: "This is not necessarily, maybe after we find out, we will find some news, it sounds like it is useless at all, maybe we will find some unexpected effects at a critical time? Listen a little more, and it doesn't hurt for us to know a little more, isn't it?"

"En~~~ makes sense!" After hearing this, Blood Kill groaned and replied.

(To be continued)