"Wang Longye, what do I like, I like ...... , hey hey ~".

Yang Yibu sneered sinisterly, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Wang Longye's crotch, which was broken and slowly recovering.

"Yang Yibu, you are despicable and shameless."

Wang Longye's soul was in full swing, and he felt a chill rising in his crotch, and he wanted to put his legs together and clamp them tightly.

But he had this kind of idea, and before he had time to implement it, in the sound of "boom~", Yang Yibu smashed him into a tall mountain again.

"Wang Longye, I, Yang Yibu, am so despicable and shameless, what can you do to me."

Yang Yibu secretly laughed in his heart, this Wang Longye's imagination is too fucking rich, he just glanced at his crotch a few times, and he knew what he was going to do.

"Yang Yibu, I won't fight with you, I admit defeat, and I don't want your Dao Ancestor robe anymore, you can let me go."

Wang Longye's words were trembling with a slight tremor, as if he was about to cry, and said to Yang Yibu.

"Wang Longye, I want Yang Yibu to let you go, unless you become my person, otherwise, I will not let you go."

Yang Yibu smiled evilly and said to Wang Longye, but this time Yang Yibu didn't say it out loud, he used the way of voice transmission to say to Wang Longye.

Yang Yibu was a human being, and he knew the temper of these Mahayana monks, and if he said it in front of others.

Although these Mahayana monks were very afraid of death, they were likely to fight to the death for the sake of their so-called dignity.

Yang Yibu used the method of sound transmission, which preserved a trace of dignity for Wang Longye, and Yang Yibu never thought of killing Wang Longye.

But on the surface, Yang Yibu had to make it look like he was going to kill Wang Longye.

"Yang Yibu, let me go, I, Wang Longye, promise you that from now on, I will not fight your Dao Ancestor's robe, I will leave the immortal realm and never come back."

Hearing Yang Yibu's words, Wang Longye also hurriedly said to Yang Yibu, and he also knew that Yang Yibu was saving face for him.

If Yang Yibu didn't save face for him and said what he just said directly, he would have no choice.

For the sake of dignity, he will definitely choose to fight at any cost, but the problem with fighting at all is that he can't win against Yang Yibu at all, and he doesn't even have the possibility of escaping.

The most important thing is that Yang Yibu is a hooligan, does he like male style, when he thinks of Yang Yibu's eyes.

Wang Longye felt that there was a large area of coolness rising in the broken place now, and he really didn't dare to think about it.

"No, Wang Longye, either you die today, or take refuge in me, of course, before you die, I will let you be ruthless in front of the monks of the world, you can think about it, hehehe~."

Yang Yibu sneered coldly, his eyes looked at Wang Longye's crotch once, this time Yang Yibu didn't take a casual look.

Instead, he looked fixedly, his eyes were hot, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Mom~".

Seeing Yang Yibu's hot gaze, he looked fixedly at his crotch.

Wang Longye was so frightened that he screamed in shock, his scream didn't transmit, but shouted loudly.

Boundless fear spread deep in Wang Longye's heart, and a hot feeling rose in his crotch that he had just recovered.

"This Wang Longye, what's wrong, how could he be scared like this, what did Yang Yibu do to him."

A monk who was watching the battle asked in confusion, but he couldn't figure it out.

Although Wang Longye was treated as a stick by Yang Yibu and was being smashed vigorously, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this did not hurt Wang Longye much at all.

But listening to Wang Longye's screams, he was simply frightened and couldn't figure out why he screamed so frightened.

"I don't know, Wang Longye shouldn't have been hurt much, at most, he just can't hang his face."

Another Mahayana monk said, and he couldn't figure out why Wang Longye was so scared.

"Yes, I don't understand it either, but let's keep watching, and when we see it, we will understand why Wang Longye is so scared."

"Wang Longye, you can't solve the problem by screaming, the days when you can't help screaming are still ahead, you can think about it, I will tear your clothes and pants next."

Yang Yibu stretched out his tongue and licked his slightly bloody lips and said, the light in his eyes became even greater.

"Yang Yibu, don't force me, you're forcing me, I'll blow myself up and die with you."

With nothing to do, Wang Longye made up his mind and forced Yang Yibu to let him go.

"Wang Longye, you give it a try and see if you can blow yourself up."

The evil smile on Yang Yibu's face became more and more intense, he had held Wang Longye in his hands for so long, in addition to playing Wang Longye as a human stick.

Yang Yibu also took advantage of Wang Longye's inattention to quietly cross a trace of the Thunder God Flower into Wang Longye's body.

Now this Thunder God Flower has successfully entered Wang Longye's Yuan Infant, and only needs Yang Yibu's idea.

can burn Wang Longye's infant and body, but Yang Yibu doesn't want to kill Wang Longye, he just wants Wang Longye to take refuge in himself.

There are so many Mahayana monks in the immortal world, and if Xun loses one, every time Xun loses one, the immortal world will have less power, which is not what Yang Yibu likes to see.

"Yang Yibu, you are too despicable and shameless".

After listening to Yang Yibu's words, Wang Longye tried it, only to find that his Yuan Ying had been controlled by Yang Yibu with a strange flame.

At the moment when he first found out, Wang Longye almost triggered a flash of fire and burned himself to death.

"Wang Longye, give you one last chance, do you take refuge in me, become my servant, or die."

Yang Yibu smiled evilly, and once again smashed Wang Longye into a tall mountain, and asked as he smashed it.

"Master, don't smash it, I'm willing to recognize you as the Lord."

After Wang Longye recognized the situation, for the sake of his own life, he immediately changed his name to Yang Yibu as the master.

"Damn, Wang Longye, you're so fast, I haven't even had a good time."

Yang Yibu is really speechless, and this Wang Longye is really more cheeky than the city wall.

But Yang Yibu himself has spoken, as long as Wang Longye takes refuge in him, he will stop immediately, so even if Yang Yibu hates Ya Zhen, he can only let go of Wang Longye.

"Met the master".

Wang Longye is also well-behaved, as soon as Yang Yibu let him go, he bowed to Yang Yibu and saluted, with a very respectful attitude.

"Okay, Wang Longye, you stand behind Li Xingxing and them."

Yang Yibu waved his hand at Wang Longye and said.

"Yes, master".

Wang Longye agreed, and ran to Li Xingxing's team in a puff of smoke.

"Ahem, cough, I said Lao Wang, why did you surrender too, aren't you usually quite awesome."

When Wang Longye and Liu Maohou stood side by side, Liu Maoyu asked in a low voice.

Wang Longye didn't answer Liu Maohou, he just reluctantly gave Liu Maoyu a big white eye.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?

A fourth-level Mahayana cultivator opened his eyes wide in puzzlement, looked at Wang Longye who was standing behind Li Xingxing and said.

Wang Longye saluted Yang Yib and called Yang Yib his master, which was seen and heard by all monks.

"I don't know, is this related to Wang Longye's scream."

Another monk at the peak of the fourth level of the Mahayana period said suspiciously.

"It seems that this Yang Yibu is a little weird, now let's not be suspicious, it's important to grab the robe of the Dao Ancestor, let's go up together, grab the robe of the Dao Ancestor first."

A monk in the middle of the fifth level of the Mahayana period said loudly, he is now the highest person in front of the Heavenly Court Mountain Gate.

"How to divide the robe of the Dao Ancestor after snatching it".

Another monk at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mahayana period put forward what he thought in his heart, and his idea was exactly what all the monks thought in their hearts.

"After killing Yang Yibu, we are fighting for the robe of the Dao Ancestor with our ability."

The monk in the middle of the fifth level of the Mahayana period said very succinctly and clearly.

"Yes~".

A monk at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mahayana period nodded in agreement, although his cultivation was not as good as that of a monk in the middle of the fifth level of the Mahayana period.

But he thinks that after killing Yang Yib, he still has the ability to fight.

"I don't want to fight for the robe of the Dao Ancestor, I quit."

A monk in the early stage of the third level of the Mahayana period stood up, hugged his fists to the surrounding Mahayana monks, flashed, and retreated far away.

This Mahayana monk is not a fool, he thinks that even if everyone goes up together now and kills Yang Yibu, in the future competition, the robe of the Dao Ancestor will not have his share.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was better not to be used as a gun by others, so he took a step back and watched from the wall, which was better, maybe there was a cheap price to pick up.

"We're not involved in this anymore."

Several monks who were not in the middle of the fourth level of the Mahayana period withdrew far from the battle circle, and these Mahayana monks were all old and refined figures.

The thoughts in their hearts were exactly the same as those of any early Mahayana monk at the third level, they didn't want to be used by others, so they stayed away from the battlefield and saw if there was anything cheap to pick up afterwards.

After these monks left the battlefield far away, the only monks left in the battlefield were the monks in the middle of the fifth level of the Mahayana period.

And which monk at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mahayana period and the four monks at the peak of the fourth level of the Mahayana period, they all thought that after killing Yang Yibu.

The monks who had the ability to snatch the robes of the Dao Ancestors, so they stayed on the battlefield.

"Hey, hey~, the six of you are really brave, but it's okay, I don't have to do it a few times, do you want to think about how to die?

When he saw that there were only six monks left in the battlefield, Yang Yibu sneered and said loudly.