"Alas, this battle of theirs should be fought for a long time, let them fight slowly, I should also go out for a walk."

After Yang Yibu glanced at the battle between Li Xingxing and them in the Gathering Spirit Continent, he controlled the castle and flew out of the spatial crack.

Coming out of the depths of the spatial rift, he stopped in a mountain range, put away the castle, and Yang Yibu walked out of the mountain after walking around the mountain range.

"Hahaha, Yang Yibu, I finally found you and made a fortune."

As soon as Yang Yib stepped out of the mountain range, he heard a rampant laughter.

", who are you, the voice is so loud that it scared Young Master Ben to death, hey, why did you get rich when you found me."

Following the laughter, Yang Yibu raised his head, and what caught his eye was a tall man like an iron tower, which big man was staring at Yang Yibu with bright eyes and laughing, seeing how he looked was really happy.

"Yang Yibu, you kid, you are really my wealth star, I just came out and walked casually and met you."

This tower-like man didn't answer Yang Yibu's question, he laughed to himself.

"Hey, what did I say, you haven't answered Young Master Ben's question, hurry up and report your name, otherwise Young Master Ben will call you a stupid bird."

Looking at the big man in front of him, Yang Yibu was full of joy, and secretly sighed that he was dozing and met the pillow, this big man's cultivation was in the middle of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he was just using him to test his combat strength, so he said teasingly.

"Yang Yibu, who is a stupid bird, listen up, Lao Tzu's name is Zhenzhong Tu, he is the sect master of Zhenchuan Sect, you ask me why I am happy, now Lao Tzu tells you, you are wanted by Zixiao Palace, Zixiao Palace gives a very high reward, as long as you are caught, send you to Zixiao Palace, of course, you can die, the reward given by Zixiao Palace is enough for the stable development of my Zhenchuan Sect for hundreds of years."

Zhen Zhongtu still laughed, but he also answered Yang Yibu's question.

"Zhenzhongtu, you are just a dog raised by Zixiao Palace, do you know that your words and deeds today will not only lead to your own death, but also affect the demise of the Zhenchuan Sect."

Yang Yibu raised his head, glanced at Zhen Zhongtu coldly and said, as soon as Yang Yibu heard Zhen Zhongtu's words, he decided to wash the Zhenchuan Sect in blood.

This is not Yang Yibu's bloodthirstiness, but Yang Yibu understands that he has already confronted Zixiao Palace, and in order to make unnecessary trouble in the future, he must first shovel out the lackeys of Zixiao Palace.

"Yang Yibu, you are really as rampant and arrogant as rumored, but Lao Tzu is not as knowledgeable as you, as long as you kill you and receive the reward of Zixiao Palace, it doesn't matter if you are scolded twice."

Zhen Zhongtu looked at Yang Yibu at this time as if he was looking at a moving treasure house, his eyes were full of all kinds of heaven and earth flickering, where would he care about Yang Yibu's scolding of him.

"Zhenzhongtu, it seems that you are fascinated by treasure, as long as you give you the treasure and let you give up all the women of the Zhenchuan Sect, including your high hall, for others to enjoy, you will agree."

Yang Yibu's words are not not vicious, and they are also very obscene.

"Yang Yibu Xiao'er, you have successfully angered Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu swore today that you must be skinned and cramped, your flesh and blood refined into a human pill, and the yuan baby will be handed over to Zixiao Palace."

Zhen Zhongtu is so angry, this Yang Yibu in front of him is too fucking vicious and obscene, the key is such vicious and obscene words, he even scolded him without even a dirty word.

"Zhen Zhongtu, peeling and cramping, do you have any ability? In my opinion, I'm afraid it's you who gets skinned and cramped."

The old god Yang Yibu said that he was nakedly threatening Zhen Zhongtu, but this scene was awkward how to look at it.

Since ancient times, only the strong have threatened the weak, but today it is the other way around, Yang Yibu, a monk in the middle of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, actually threatens Zhen Zhongtu, a monk who has cultivated in the middle of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

And Yang Yib's naked threat seems to be taken for granted.

"Yang Yibu, you are looking for death" Zhen Zhongtu, who was so angry with Yang Yibu, stepped towards Yang Yibu.

Under Zhen Zhongtu's step, the earth trembled, and a powerful momentum emanated from Zhen Zhongtu's body.

Under the pressure of Zhenzhongtu's momentum, the ancient trees around the "Boom Lala...... seemed to have been swept by a nine-level typhoon, and they all shook incessantly, collapsing and shattering in pieces.

The stumps and broken leaves are constantly fluttering around, forming a large vortex that is constantly spinning.

"Boom~" The powerful and boundless momentum suddenly pressed towards Yang Yibu.

In the face of Zhen Zhongturu's powerful momentum, Yang Yibu didn't even move his footsteps, and he didn't even fly the corners of his clothes.

"How is it possible" Zhen Zhongtu's smile that had just risen froze on his face, and his eyes widened, looking at Yang Yibu incredulously, his face full of incredulity.

"Why, Zhen Zhongtu, are you surprised" An evil smile appeared on Yang Yibu's face, and a mockery that could not be concealed flashed in his eyes.

"Yang Yibu, you are too happy too early, don't you just rely on a treasure that is immune to the oppression of momentum."

In the face of such a strange thing about Yang Yibu, Zhen Zhongtu made up for it on his own, and he decided in his heart that Yang Yibu must have a heavy treasure on his body that is immune to the oppression of momentum, which is the most reasonable explanation.

"Zhen Zhongtu, I'm not happy about your bird business, anyway, your bullshit momentum oppression can't do anything to me at all, if you're unhappy, of course I'm happy, stupid bird."

Yang Yibu was open-mouthed, and he had the intention to kill Zhen Zhongtu.

"Ah~, Yang Yibu, you shameless person, you dare to call me a stupid bird, see if I don't tear you apart" Zhen Zhongtu was scolded by Yang Yibu so much that he almost squirted three feet high with a mouthful of old blood.

As the sect master of Zhenchuan Sect, Zhen Zhongtu is so respected and noble in his identity, no matter where he goes, everyone respects him, when has he been scolded so much.

"Zhen Zhongtu, what's wrong with me scolding you, why did I scold you if you didn't provoke me, so you were scolded by me because you found it yourself."

Yang Yibu puffed out his tongue and said skillfully.

"Yang Yibu, it seems that you just have a sharp mouth, today I must break your nasty crow mouth, see how you scold."

In terms of bickering, the three Zhen Zhongtu are not Yang Yib's opponents, so Zhen Zhongtu decided, he doesn't want to fight with Yang Yibu anymore.

He wanted to use his strong strength to trample Yang Yibu under his feet, humiliate him fiercely, and trample on him fiercely.

"Zhen Zhongtu, what you said is also what I want to do, believe it or not, I beat your bird's beak into a pig's beak with one move, so that your parents can't recognize you."

Yang Yibu sharply added shameless and obscene language, and directly scolded Zhen Zhongtu to the point of incompleteness.

"Ah~, Yang Yibu died for Lao Tzu" Zhen Zhongtu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, originally with his cultivation in the middle of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage, he disdained to deal with Yang Yibu, a junior who only had the cultivation of the fourth middle level of the Yuan Infant Period.

If Zhen Zhongtu made the first move, it would be an insult to his dignity, and he would be ridiculed if it was passed out, he originally wanted to provoke Yang Yibu to attack himself first, or to scare Yang Yib into running away in a hurry, so that he could have the excuse to make a move.

But this Yang Yibu is too fucking unreasonable, he doesn't say anything about himself first, and he doesn't have the slightest heart to escape, and the most important thing is that he is immune to his own momentum oppression.

The most hateful thing is that this Yang Yibu is not only arrogant, but also has a very sharp beak, scolding himself to the point that he is incomplete.

Under all these circumstances, Zhen Zhongtu decided to give up this old face, take down Yang Yibu first, torture him half to death, and first let out the evil breath held in his heart, and make plans for the future.

"Death~" Since Zhen Zhongtu decided to take the lead, he didn't hesitate, and slammed Yang Yibu with a volley.

Zhen Zhongtu's punch did not use all his strength, in his opinion, Yang Yibu was just a small Yuan Infant Stage 4 mid-level monk, and he could press Yang Yibu to death with a light touch of a small finger.

Moreover, Zhen Zhongtu also disdained to use all his strength on Yang Yibu, he thought that it was a very cheap thing, and he had never heard of a monk in the middle of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage going all out against a monk in the middle of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.