PS: This chapter is the one that was previously owed to the Alliance Leader

The beggars came to Guangming Ting late, and they never met with the people of the Shaolin Kongtong and Kunlun sects, so they didn't know the reason why the Shaolin Kunlun and other sects left the Demon Sect, and of course they didn't know who Yang Yi was.

This Martial Elder and Yin Tianzheng have been mortal enemies for many years, and now that the enemy is extremely red when they meet, and seeing that Yin Tianzheng's aura is weakened and his condition is not good, it is a good opportunity to kill the enemy, how can he let go of this opportunity? As he walked forward with his staff, he kicked Yang Yi: "Get out!"

He kicked it out, and he expected to be able to kick the kid in front of him half to death, and after kicking out with his right foot, he also raised the iron rod in his hand to Song Jingang, "You can get out too!"

As one of the five elders of the beggar gang, Elder Wu has excellent skills, and his eyes have always been above the top, at this moment, he kicked sideways with one foot and picked up a cane forward, thinking that he could send these two juniors out of the way, but he never thought that the iron rod in his hand had just been swung out, and his right leg was numb, and then there was a flower in front of him, and his whole body had already flown up in the air, flying towards the door of the hall like a cannonball.

After throwing Elder Wu out of the hall, Yang Yi clapped his hands, his body shook, and several beggars who followed Elder Wu were also thrown out of the hall by his neck.

Yang Yi sneered a few times and said to Song Jingang: "Let's go, go out with me to have a look!" Hehe, the elder of the beggar gang, so majestic, so evil!"

Song Jingang was overjoyed, he saw that although Yang Yi looked indifferent, his eyes were cold, and he was obviously really angry. I couldn't help but secretly thank Elder Wu in my heart: "This kick is good! If it weren't for his kick, how could Yang Gongzi be angry?"

Yang Yi had ever suffered this kind of bird spirit, and he was almost kicked for no reason, especially the gloomy and arrogant appearance of this old man Hanako, which made Yang Yi extremely unhappy, and he was completely lost after being kicked by this person.

He looked at Yin Tianzheng: "Eagle King, should this person be killed?"

Yin Tianzheng said: "The beggar gang is no longer what it used to be. This Wu Zilong is insidious and cunning, and he has always been ashamed of his fellow martial artists, but he can stay in the position of the elder of the beggar gang for decades......"

Yang Yi didn't wait for Yin Tianzheng to finish speaking, and interjected: "You just said that you should kill or not?"

Yin Tianzheng said: "Kill!"

Yang Yi said: "Since you should be killed, then you will be killed!" He knew that with Yin Tianzheng's character, he would naturally not open his mouth. It is also impossible to lie deliberately. Since he said that this Martial Elder should be killed, then this person must have a way to die.

At that moment, he strode forward, walked out a few steps, and was already at the door of the hall.

The two groups of people fighting outside the hall were fighting each other when they were fighting to the death, when suddenly it was dark in front of them, and they saw an object flying over. Now is the moment when the blade is in the dust, and wherever there is still the heart to see what it is, they all feel that this flying object must have been sent by the enemy. Before he could take a closer look, the blade in his hand had already beckoned.

At this moment, both sides slashed and slashed at the same time, stabbing and slashing swords, all of them killing the flying unknown object. After the sword had been struck, everyone realized that the object that flew over was actually a person, an acquaintance.

Who is this Elder Wu who has just entered the hall?

When the disciples of the Ming Sect saw that it was this person, they were horrified and kept fighting the blades in their hands. Afterburner swings, just hoping for a knife to go down. The result is this old beggar.

And the beggar gang was shocked, although he had seen Elder Wu's appearance clearly, but at this moment, he was old, and he couldn't stop if he wanted to, and he exclaimed. The sword had already touched Wu Zilong's body.

When Wu Zilong flew out of the hall, he had already reacted: "It turns out that the young boy is actually a big master!"

When he fell in the air, he had already adjusted his breath and saw swords coming from all directions. Not too panicked, the iron rod in his hand was not lost, at this moment the iron rod danced around his body, and in an instant, the shadow of the iron rod was heavy, enveloping him all over, and in the sound of ping-pong, all the blades that cut at him were blown away by him with the iron rod.

After he smashed everyone's blades into the air, he was just relieved, when suddenly the wind thundered, and when he looked up, several more human bodies flew from the door of the hall. Wu Zilong's eyes were sharp, and after a glance, he knew that it was the beggar gang who entered the hall with him.

These disciples' kung fu is far inferior to Wu Zilong, after being thrown out of the hall by Yang Yi, there was still chaos in their minds, and when a few people landed, they smashed several beggar gang disciples one after another, so that Yang Yi's strength was eliminated.

The warring sides saw that human bodies flew out of the hall one after another, and they were in a big chaos, and they didn't know what the situation was.

Wu Zilong was shocked, and only thought in his heart: "Who is this young man? Who is he? Why is he so powerful!"

From the door of the small hall in the hall to the door of the hall, the distance between them was no less than ten zhang long, and several beggars were in the prime of life, tall and strong, weighing no less than one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds, but they were easily thrown out by the door of the small hall, this kind of divine power, Wu Zilong had never heard of it.

He stood on the spot, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, the iron rod in his hand was put away, and he was about to lead the crowd to leave, but he was in a trance for a moment, and when he looked at it, Yang Yi was already standing in front of him.

Wu Zilong's body was shocked, the iron rod crossed his chest, and a pair of bull's eyes glared at Yang Yi: "Who is Your Majesty?"

Yang Yi lazily talked nonsense with him, raised his leg and kicked at Wu Zilong, "Get out!"

The so-called one report and one report, since Wu Zilong raised his foot and kicked Yang Yi just now, Yang Yi returned the kick.

Wu Zilong saw his kick, like a giant axe to open the sky, the power was amazing, he screamed in fright, and the iron staff in his hand waved, sweeping towards Yang Yi's ankle.

Seeing that he was about to sweep Yang Yi, Yang Yi's kick suddenly froze in mid-air, but the iron staff in Wu Zilong's hand couldn't contain the momentum, and swept through the air two feet in front of Yang Yi's toes.

Yang Yi let out a long laugh, and his right foot, which was standing in the air, began to move again, and the spirit snake kicked Wu Zilong's chest. He kicked out silently, without even bringing a little wind, but it was amazingly fast, and it had reached Wu Zilong's chest in a flash.

Wu Zilong was shocked, and the horizontal staff greeted him, and with a "boom", Wu Zilong was like being struck by lightning, and the iron staff in his hand had been deformed by Yang Yi's kick, and the middle was bent and inverted like a curved ruler.

Yang Yi retracted his feet and turned around, not looking at Wu Zilong again.

Song Jingang just walked out of the hall at this time.

Wu Zilong behind Yang Yi stood stunned with a curved cane in his hand, his body was motionless, the two violently opened bull's eyes slowly lost their luster, the seven orifices of the nostrils slowly oozing blood, a gust of wind blew, the iron rod fell to the ground, and others also fell back on their backs and never got up again.

The corners of Song Jingang's eyes twitched a few times, and he was horrified in his heart.

When this Wu Zilong entered the hall just now, he was so high-spirited, holding a staff and looking forward to his own pride, it seemed that Yin Tianzheng, the white-eyed eagle king, was only worthy of him to make a move, but now he was beaten by Yang Yi's three punches and two feet, and this sharp reversal of the roles of the two sides made Song Jingang rise with a great sense of unreality.

Many Mingjiao disciples at the scene had seen Yang Yi's heroic posture of coercing Shaolin, Kongtong and other sects before, and now after seeing him walk out of the Great Hall of Light, he thundered like a thunderbolt to kill the elder of the beggar gang who killed many of their brothers.

The children of the Five Elements shouted: "Thank you Yang Shaoxia for saving me again, I am grateful!"

Everyone shouted loudly, and there was chaos: "Thank you for your great grace under the banner of fire!"

"Thank you for killing this old horseman!"

"I am deeply grateful to the Houtu Banner, and I hope that Gongzi will make persistent efforts to kill all these clowns who jump off the beam in the beggar gang, which can be regarded as avenging the blood and hatred of thousands of brothers in my Mingjiao......"

Yang Yi saw that Song Jingang, who had just come out of the main hall, looked at him, showing a look of anticipation, shook his head and smiled: "I am not a member of the Ming Sect, so why do I want to kill more?" Besides, this beggar gang was under the leadership of Hong Qi back then, what kind of scenery it was, it has always been admired by fellow martial artists, although it is a bit unfashionable now, but after all, there are many righteous people, how can they kill them all?"

Song Jingang bowed down and said, "What Childe said is true!"

While Yang Yi was talking to Song Jingang, among the beggars, another white-haired old man walked up to Yang Yi's back, raised his single knife in his hand, and slashed down in the exclamation of a Ming Sect disciple. )