"Who's going to scold me first, who's the dog!" you're so excited, but you've already admitted that you're scolding me before you admit it?"

Yin Hong narrowed his eyes.

The Hundred Forging Sect forbade the next sect from fighting in private, which was also the fundamental reason why he wanted to stop Wen Liang.

Wen Liang shot before, no matter whether he won or lost, he would not take advantage.

And now, if the other party admits that he was scolding him before, the problem will be solved.

Insulting the head of the faction, Yin Hong has an absolute reason to teach these fools a lesson, and even if Bai Forging Sect blames him, he is also reasonable.

"What if I scolded you? If you want to hear it, I can scold you again now! Garbage! You are garbage! Your entire Canglang Sword Sect is garbage!"

The middle-aged man in Qingyuetan smiled fearlessly, approached Yin Hong, and scolded while poking him in the chest.

After scolding, this guy smiled proudly at the fellow behind him, and then turned to Yin Hong playfully: "Now, Lao Tzu has finished scolding! You hit me-uh-"

The middle-aged man's clamor came to an abrupt end.

With just one punch, Yin Hong shattered his dantian.

He looked up with difficulty and looked at Yin Hong in disbelief, but only saw a successful smile.

“......”

“......”

This scene, not only the disciples of Qingyue Altar did not expect it, but even Wen Liang did not think about it.

He said in his heart: "The boss is really hypocritical, he didn't let me do it, but he did it, and he did it...... But this punch is really relieving!"

Of course, in addition to compassion, he still did not forget to quietly gather the true qi in his body.

"You...... How the do you dare to do it! You're done! Even if someone from the Hundred Forging Gate comes today, they won't be able to save you!"

After nearly five seconds, those disciples of the Blue Moon Altar finally reacted, and they all drew their long swords angrily.

Facing this group of menacing Qingyue Altar disciples, Yin Hong looked innocent, not only did he not feel a little nervous, but smiled easily: "Why can't I do it? Did he beg me to beat him? Don't tell me you didn't hear it just now!"

His question stopped the group of Qingyue Altar disciples again.

But this time, a congenital reacted quickly: "Clever words! Senior Brother Fang Cai is obviously saying the opposite!"

"So what? It's all over, I'm sorry I'm sorry to him! Hey, I'm sorry. Do you hurt, do you hurt, you can cry out!"

Yin Hong was still smiling, and as he spoke, one foot had already stepped on the middle-aged man's chest, trampling him so much that he couldn't even breathe.

"You-stop! You're provoking the majesty of my Qingyue Altar!

The disciples of the Qingyue Altar were furious, and some of them were jealous.

"Oh! I'm so scared! Your Qingyue Altar is really amazing! I'm so scared that I can't go incontinence just by hearing the name!"

Yin Hong said in a strange way, and had already stepped out again, stomping the middle-aged man to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You...... You're going too far! You're going to provoke two big wars! You're looking for death!"

The disciples of the Qingyue Altar all blushed and wanted to make a move, but they were afraid of hurting the middle-aged man.

"Then let's go to war. Horizontally, our Canglang Sword Sect is also in the twilight of the West Mountain, and it is not bad to pull the back of the Qingyue Altar. Oh, it doesn't seem right! According to the current situation, it seems impossible for your boss to start a war with us......! What to do?"

Yin Hong still had a strange look of yin and yang, but his words also happened to hit the weakness of the disciples of Qingyue Altar.

Because before going out, their head did explain that it was okay to rob the disciples, but they must not make a big deal of it.

Sooner or later, the Canglang Sword Sect will be theirs, and now that they are fighting, they will only lose money and not make money.

"You...... What exactly do you want to do?"

Finally calming down a bit, a congenital disciple of Qingyue Altar asked.

Yin Hong sneered, did not answer him, but turned to the middle-aged man at his feet and took out the only remaining Guiyuan Pill.

"Na! Don't say that I don't care about the friendship between the two sects, this is a Guiyuan Dan. You kneel down now and apologize to me, and I'll give it to you. Otherwise, I will report this matter to the Hundred Forging Gate when I go back, and your dantian will be wasted. It's a matter of your own interests, whether you continue to maintain the dignity of Qingyue Altar or find a way to make a living for yourself is up to you. I counted to ten, and without saying a word, I left. ”

He's going to kill people.

As long as the middle-aged people knelt down, the image of their Qingyue Altar in Jinshui City would be completely ruined.

And if he doesn't apologize, if Yin Hong reports to Baiforan, he will always be a waste.

Baiforanmen will not let any of the following examples of committing crimes and stirring up trouble in private!

This does not conform to their interests.

Of course, he can also count on the sect to get him the "Guiyuan Dan".

But that doesn't seem to be a big chance either.

A few days ago, Qingyue Altar had already poached many innate disciples and elders from the Canglang Sword Sect, and there was no shortage of innate disciples at all.

What's more, he did go a little too far this time.

No matter how bad Yin Hong is, he is the head of a faction after all, and not everyone can insult him.

"I ......"

Looking at the pill in Yin Hong's hand, a trace of struggle flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

However, before he could say the word "I", the disciples of Qingyue Altar behind him hurriedly stopped: "Senior brother! Don't kneel!"

"Yes, brother, it's great, let's fight this madman!"

......

"Huh...... Do you see it? They want you to die!"

After looking at the Qingyue Altar disciple opposite, Yin Hong smiled sarcastically at the middle-aged man.

"What nonsense are you talking about, when are we going to die?"

"Senior brother, don't listen to him provoke! He just wants you to kneel! But you must not kneel!"

Hearing Yin Hong's taunt, the group of Qingyue Altar disciples hurriedly glared at each other, and then comforted them again.

However, in private, the two innates secretly exchanged glances, as if they wanted to snatch the middle-aged man from Yin Hong's feet.

Unfortunately, Yin Hong's next sentence interrupted their plan: "You don't want him to die and threaten to fight with me? Don't you know who will die first once the fight starts?"

"See, they're fools! And your two innate juniors are probably already thinking about taking you from me. Anyway, it wasn't them who destroyed the dantian, snatching you away, they are tantamount to making a contribution, and maybe they can be rewarded by the head of the house when they turn around. ”

"As for you...... Who cares about a piece of waste? And insulting the head of a faction, they always have to give an explanation to the hundred forging gates, right?"