"You chick is really haunted. Why didn't you jump out when they were about to move Lao Tzu?"

Yin Hong narrowed his eyes, and his face had a toothache.

He really didn't expect that this group of people would actually come to Yellowstone Canyon.

And it seems that he stayed in that dilapidated town just to wait for his companions to arrive.

"I ...... I didn't see them attack you, I just saw you kill them! You're so strong, how could they do it to you?"

The girl's confidence was a little insufficient, and then she defended.

But when Yin Hong heard this, he became angry: "If you don't see it, it didn't happen?

As he spoke, Yin Hong looked at the woman with the white jade qin on her back.

He was most afraid of these three people.

Three people who can cultivate the innate nine-stage or even ten-stage descendants are not good to say that they are foundation building monks.

If he hadn't been worried about that, he would have slapped him in the face by now.

"How we teach our disciples is our business. I would like to ask your Excellency if you have wounded your nephew before?"

Among the three, the middle-aged man with the sword stepped forward and said coldly.

Beside him, the young man in black showed a touch of arrogance just right.

Needless to say, the nephew in the mouth of the middle-aged man is undoubtedly this person.

"So what? Your Excellency wants to avenge your nephew? I see that Your Excellency is also forty or fifty years old, right?

Yin Hong nodded lightly, glanced at the black-clothed young man sarcastically, and said with disdain.

How old is the man?

If you are bullied, you still go to sue?

Shame or not?

"Respect the big bully the small, and the master of the cultivation world. Since you can defeat my nephew with one sword, I think you also have a twelve-stage cultivation, right?

The middle-aged man sneered, his tone still extremely cold.

As a person who has stayed in the innate realm for twenty years, he is very precious to his ten-stage nephew, and he is usually reluctant to scold him, even if he scolds.

But now, Yin Hong actually beat him and beat him to a slight injury!

It's no different than slapping him in the face!

He had to make the man who had hurt his precious nephew pay a terrible price.

"Innate Twelve Stages? This kid is actually a master of the Innate Great Perfection?"

"Oh my god, what are you kidding?"

The speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention.

The onlookers next to him couldn't help but exclaim after hearing the middle-aged man's words.

You must know that they have only been working for decades to reach the realm of the innate ninth and even tenth ranks, but they are still a long way from the twelfth stage.

But now, an innate Great Perfection that is less than twenty-five years old has appeared alive in front of their eyes!

How much of a mental shock does this have to be?

Especially the few people who had looked down on Yin Hong before and felt that he should go out with his elders.

All of a sudden, they feel so ridiculous!

It's so boring that I worry about a monk who is congenitally perfect!

As for the followers who had used the Black Wind Castle Lord to intimidate Yin Hong before, they couldn't help but want to scold their mother.

You said you had a congenital great consummation, what kind of pig did you pretend?

Can't you just show who you are?

Do you have to fish for law enforcement and force us to death to be happy?

Of course, in addition to Yin Hong, they also hated the 'Pang Boss' who had died.

If it weren't for the fact that he saw the wealth and targeted Yin Hong and wanted to snatch his storage bag, they wouldn't have been so desperate.

"Listen to what you mean, you are actually also a master of the innate twelve stages?"

Yin Hong's eyes couldn't help but flicker.

He was worried that the person in front of him would be a foundation building master, but he didn't expect that it was only the innate twelve stages.

However, with the same congenital twelve paragraphs, are you too confident?

It looks like he has eaten Lao Tzu?

Lao Tzu looks like a soft persimmon?

"Do you think that the same is the twelfth stage, and this seat is not qualified to teach you a lesson?"

The middle-aged man saw through Yin Hong's mind at a glance and smiled playfully.

At this time, the middle-aged man's nephew, the young man in black, couldn't help but open his mouth arrogantly: "I'm afraid you don't know how powerful my uncle is! In the Xuan Netherworld, my uncle is the strongest innate who deserves it! The existence that once competed with the foundation building monk! If you know each other, it's too late to kowtow to me and apologize!"

"The strongest congenital, but Ye Botao Ye of the Famous Sword Villa?"

"It's actually Ye Jushi? I've long heard of his unparalleled swordsmanship, and I've even understood the sword intent supernatural powers that many foundation building monks can't comprehend! I thought he was a gray-haired old man! I didn't expect him to be so young!"

"Yes, the sword cultivation is already extremely powerful, Ye Jushi is so young, if he advances to build a foundation, I am afraid that he will be even more proficient!"

"Young man, you are also a sword wielder, so you should bow your head and admit your mistake. As Ye Jushi, he disdains to worry about you. As long as you sincerely repent, Ye Jushi may also give you guidance on your swordsmanship and help you understand the true meaning of swordsmanship. ”

"Yes, you have such a good foundation, if you can comprehend the sword intent, your future will definitely be limitless!"

Everyone exclaimed again, and then, they actually began to persuade Yin Hong to become a peacemaker.

This is really a person's name, the shadow of a tree, these people don't even know what happened, so they asked Yin Hong to apologize, which really made Yin Hong cry and laugh.

"Your good intentions are in your heart, but there is such a thing as sword intent, and you really don't need others to teach you below. ”

After arching his hand at everyone in a funny way, after Yin Hong finished speaking, with one hand and a finger, a sword shadow had flown out, and after flipping, it fell in front of everyone's eyes.

The sword shadow is colorless and invisible, like a bundle of crystals, but there is a constant surge of energy throughout the body, which lasts for a long time.

Looking at the sword intent that seemed to be substantial, the contempt in Ye Botao's eyes slowly dissipated.

And his nephew, too, was shocked, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak anymore.

As the young owner of the Famous Sword Villa, he has never served anyone in his life, and he always thinks that he is the greatest genius in the world.

But now, Yin Hong used the iron-like reality to tell him how ridiculous his pride was.

Everyone around couldn't help but suffocate.

Some of them even turned red on their faces, as if they had been slapped in the face.

"This son is so young and promising, and he thinks he is also a famous teacher. Since they are both on the right path, why are they acting so ruthlessly? Didn't Master Ling teach you the truth that you have to be forgiving and forgiving?"

Finally, the woman with the white jade harp on her back spoke.

She is slightly frowning, so beautiful that it is hard to be disgusted.

However, these words were still a little harsh in Yin Hong's ears.