Yang Yi lifted the Western Xia general in the air, hit it horizontally in front of the horse, laughed, and urged the horse to step forward.

A cadre of soldiers in front of him was afraid of the safety of the general in his hand, and did not dare to stop him, and watched him walk towards the city gate.

Yang Yi walked forward for less than ten zhang before he heard a rough voice coming from in front of him, "Waste! Barry Shi, how many times have I told you, don't underestimate Yang Daxia, how did you do it?"

The general who was caught by Yang Yi, whose name was Barry Shi, heard this person's reprimand at this time, he couldn't help but blush, ashamed, and said loudly: "Marshal, Barry Stone knows that he is wrong!"

An old man stood in front of Yang Yi on a black horse, and sighed softly: "Yang Daxia, a small country on the border of Western Xia, has always had few exchanges with your country, and the relationship between the two countries is quite harmonious, you go all the way to the ground of my Lingzhou, I don't know what happened?"

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Don't misunderstand, brother, I just came to Xixia to take a look at the classics left by my predecessors, but I have no ill will towards your country." ”

The old man shook his head and said: "Go all the way to the capital, if this is called no malice, I'm afraid it's a bit unreasonable." He looked at Yang Yi and sighed: "Lingzhou is the capital of my country, Yang Daxia should stop there, I know that your strength is extraordinary, and the blood you have killed in the city of Nanjing in the Great Liao Kingdom is like a river, and 100,000 armor soldiers can't stop it." However, there have been few fights between the Western Xia and the Song Kingdom in recent years, and the two countries have tried to reconcile, and there have never been any major wars. You are a hero of the world, why bother with my people. ”

Yang Yi shook his head and said: "I came to Xixia this time, not to kill people, I just said clearly, I just came to look up the doctor's classics, and there is no other meaning." ”

The old marshal looked at Yang Yi fixedly, and said, "I don't know what kind of medical classics Yang Daxia wants, so I can tell the old man to tell my emperor and see if I can find this thing for Your Excellency?"

Yang Yi thought for a while, and said to the old man: "I've been lacking in killing people recently, I don't want to make more killings, what you said also makes some sense, you see how this is, you go and talk to your emperor, let him tell Li Qiushui, just say that I want to find the medical classics of the Xiaoyao School to observe it recently, and see how she replies?"

The old man didn't know what kind of character Li Qiushui was, he had the heart to ask, but he didn't dare, he thought about it and said to Yang Yi: "Yang Daxia, please wait a while, and I will reply when I return to the city to report." ”

Yang Yi waved his hand at him and stopped talking.

When the soldiers in front of them saw that Yang Yi was so contemptuous of the old marshal, their hearts were on fire, and they looked at Yang Yi viciously, hoping that the old marshal would give an order, so that they could join forces to besiege and kill him.

Yang Yi sensed the murderous aura of these soldiers, and smiled without disagreeing.

After waiting for a long time surrounded by many soldiers, the old marshal appeared above the city gate and said to Yang Yi: "Yang Daxia, the emperor said that the medical classics cannot fall into the hands of outsiders, Yang Daxia, please go back." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yang Yi suddenly raise his head and let out a long howl, which exploded in his ears like a thunderbolt, shaking him dizzy and almost falling from the city gate.

Yang Yi's roar became higher and higher, like the waves of an angry sea, wave after wave, endless, endless.

For a moment, the people on the scene shouted that the horses neighed, and the horses were frightened and jumped wildly, throwing many cavalrymen to the ground and trampling to death, and the sound of crying fathers and mothers was endless.

Many horses were frightened by Yang Yi's howling and fell to the ground.

The whistling sound became higher and louder, and the sound of rolling thunder permeated a radius of dozens of miles, and the rapidly changing clouds in the sky seemed to be nailed to the sky under his whistling, and they were motionless, and the wind did not blow.

The so-called resounding and curbing clouds of the ancients is nothing more than that.

The birds flying high in the sky, the flowers blooming on the roadside, and the slightly shaking leaves on the trees fell to the ground in his whistle.

The sound of crying fathers and mothers in Lingzhou City came faintly, and the streets were in chaos.

When Yang Yi's howling stopped, there was no one standing in the 100,000 army at the city gate, and the scene was silent.

Yang Yi took a long breath, urged the yellow horse, walked to the city gate in the sound of the horse's hooves, picked up the halberd and pushed it gently, the city gate did not move, it seemed that it had been closed tightly.

Yang Yi frowned, jumped off the horse, inserted the halberd on the city wall, and suddenly exhaled, the surrounding air suddenly shook, and Yang Yi raised his arm and swung his fist forward.

He has now cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to the eleventh layer, with a huge strength that is unparalleled, and he has also reached the realm of a martial arts master, and his internal strength is growing every day.

When the demon gate Tian Heng confronted Yang Yi with the true body of the god of war, every punch and palm had a power of more than 100,000 catties, but it was easily caught by Yang Yi, which shows that Yang Yi's strength is even stronger than Tian Heng.

A punch was thrown, and before the fist touched the city gate, the fist was already shaking the doorway.

"Boom!"

Under Yang Yi's punch, the solid city gate made a huge sound, and in the flying sawdust, the two city gates made a loud creak and cracked.

Yang Yi sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and another punch was blasted out.

"Boom!"

The entire door in front of him was blown away by his punch, and with the sound of the wind, it flew straight to Lingzhou City, cutting off the roof of a small building in front of him, and several exclamations came from the building, extremely frightened.

Picking up the halberd, turning over and getting on the horse, Yang Yi slowly arrived in Lingzhou City.

It seems that the people on the street were frightened by Yang Yixiao's sound, and in the panic, the things in their hands were not taken care of, and they were still on the ground, and they could even see the shoes that ran off the street. There was silence on the long street, only the clatter of the yellow horse's hooves on the ground,

Yang Yi could feel the snooping eyes of people on both sides of the street, and he thought that it should be the people of Western Xia who were hiding in.

After walking along the street for a while, there was a child's cry in front of him, Yang Yi raised his eyes and saw a three- or four-year-old child standing in front of a store crying, repeating a sentence in his mouth, as if looking for his parents.

Yang Yi arrived in front of the child, and when he looked down, the child saw Yang Yi coming, and his crying stopped, and he looked curiously at the halberd in Yang Yi's hand.

Yang Yi stretched out his halberd, and had already picked the child into his arms, and said with a smile: "Little guy, is my father and mother gone?"

At this moment, the door of a nearby shop suddenly opened, and a woman rushed towards Yang Yi like crazy, "Dog thief, put down my child!"

A middle-aged man armed with a long knife killed along with the woman.

Yang Yi saw the two of them looking crazy, shook his head and smiled, and handed the child to the woman, "Why are you so excited?"

The middle-aged woman took the child in a daze and looked at Yang Yi with a confused expression.

Yang Yi smiled: "Please ask the two of you something." ”

The middle-aged man with the knife said, "What?"

Yang Yidao: "Where is the Western Xia Palace?"

The middle-aged man took a knife and pointed to the north

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Thank you!"

The yellow horse opened its hooves and ran north.

The remaining middle-aged couple stared at each other blankly, unclear.

Yang Yi rode his horse and walked for a while, and the palace was already in sight.

(To be continued.) )