"What realm do you ask me?"

Yang Yi looked at An Xiling and said with a smile: "It's a realm that you can never reach!"

He shouted coldly: "Who gave you such the audacity to dare to stretch out your hand to me!"

An Xiling was lost at this time, and he didn't react to Yang Yi's question, he slowly turned his head to look at a middle-aged man behind him, "Uncle Feng, didn't you say that this Yang Yi is like a clown jumping off the beam, vulnerable?"

Feng Bo's face changed drastically, and he glanced at Yang Yi quickly, his face instantly sweated, "Young Master, don't you spew blood......! What did I say?"

The rest of the spirit looked at Feng Bo in disbelief, "You...... If you hadn't said that Yang Yi would come to Shilongling to fetch treasure, how could everyone chase after Yang Yi? If it weren't for you saying that he had ordinary skills, how would we have made such a decision?

Feng Bo's eyes rolled, shook his head and retreated, "Young Master, don't hurt me, when did I say this......"

"Poof!"

He didn't take a few steps back, his neck tightened, his body suddenly rose into the air, his vision suddenly changed, and when his eyes focused again, Yang Yi's cold face had already appeared in front of him, "My patience is limited, who is going to instruct you to bewitch them?"

Feng Bo kept struggling in Yang Yi's hands, and hissed: "Yang Shaoxia spares his life, the little one is not instructed by anyone, this time I came here, it was completely discussed by the young master of my family and a few of them, and it has nothing to do with the little one!"

Yang Yi looked at Feng Bo and said with a smile: "I have a technique that can best distinguish whether others are telling the truth or a lie. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info This resting spirit is right, they are looking for me, and it is indeed related to your demagogy!"

His palms tightened, and a strange force instantly rushed into Feng Bo's body, Feng Bo's body shook, and then his eyes suddenly bulged out, the green tendons on his forehead suddenly bloomed, and his skin turned a strange blood red in the blink of an eye, and his eyes were also filled with blood, becoming two blood balls.

Feng Bo's body couldn't help shaking, he couldn't scream if he wanted to, his face was distorted to the extreme, the smell came out, and his crotch was wet, but he was incontinent.

Yang Yi ignored Feng Bo, who was constantly trembling in his hands, and glanced at the rich Changle Gang with cold lightning in his eyes, "A group of fools, they don't even know if they are used as guns!

Hearing this, An Xiling said angrily: "Yang Yi, you can kill me, but you can't blast me away like a dog!"

Yang Yi said hesitantly: "You want to rob my sibling's Martial Saint treasure like a mad dog, and now you are making a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, are you tired?"

The rest spirit was silent for a moment.

Yang Yi sneered, threw Feng Bo, who was trembling in his hands and wetting his entire pants with urine, to the ground, staring at Feng Bo who kept rolling his eyes, and said lightly: "Anyway, who asked you to deceive these fools?"

Feng Bo, who was still hard-mouthed just now, collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud at this time, and when he heard Yang Yi's question, his constantly convulsive body rolled the ground, lying on the ground, and kowtowing to Yang Yi, "Grandpa, I said, I said, I said everything!"

His voice had become hoarse, and his swollen eyes were bleeding, and the condition was terrifying.

"It was He Xiuzheng of Qingyunmen who ordered me to do this, he said that although the rich and noble Changle helped these young sons with sparse skills, the elders in the family were all well-known figures in Huoyun Prefecture, and if Yang Shaoxia killed them, it would definitely cause the entire Huoyun Prefecture to shake. At that time, everyone will be your enemy, even if you are powerful, it will be difficult for you to have a foothold, so that everyone will have a chance to take the Martial Saint Relic from you!"

Yang Yi nodded, "Very good!"

He looked at An Xiling with a surprised expression, "An Gongzi, An Shaoxia! Where is this Qingyun Gate? What is He Xiuzheng?"

An Xiling was in a daze, and was pushed by the sword boy next to him, before he reacted, his eyes were full of anger, he pointed to Feng Bo underground, and shouted: "Feng Bo, you ...... Hello!"

Feng Bo kowtowed and said: "Childe, the little one is confused for a while, Qingyunmen is the number one sect in my Huoyun Prefecture, and He Xiuzheng is a martial arts master, he is coercive and tempting to the small, I dare not listen to it!"

Yang Yi said coldly: "You still dare to lie!"

He flicked his fingers, and a strong qi flew out, instantly piercing his forehead, "Such a disloyal and unrighteous person is innocent of death!"

"Ahh

An Xiling was very startled when he saw that a big hole appeared in Feng Bo's head, "You killed him? How can you kill someone?

Yang Yi laughed: "Boy, have you never killed anyone?"

An Xiling's face turned red, and he said cowardly: "I think about this kind of thing every day......

Before he finished speaking, he had been picked up by Yang Yi's halberd, and when he fell, he was already sitting on a horse next to him, and when he was confused, he heard Yang Yi's question, "Qingyunmen, where do you know where it is?"

An Xiling nodded in a daze, and said, "It's on Qingyun Mountain, three hundred miles to the south, I've been there a few times......"

"That's good!"

Yang Yi didn't wait for him to finish, and slapped a halberd on the buttocks of the white horse he sat down, "Lead the way ahead!"

Rest Spirit sat down under the pain of the white horse, a neigh, suddenly rushed forward, the rest spirit on the horseback almost fell to the ground, but fortunately reacted in time, grabbed the reins of the horse, and said in a trembling voice: "Lead the way?

Yang Yi rode his horse and followed closely beside him, "What nonsense! Of course, it's the way to Qingyunmen!"

An Xiling was even more surprised than the frightened white horse under his crotch, and exclaimed, "What are you going to do in Qingyunmen?"

Yang Yidao: "Vent your anger and kill someone!"

"Hey, hey, don't come here!"

An Xiling couldn't stop bumping on the horse, because he was surprised, his tone changed, "This Qingyun Gate is the number one sect in my Huoyun Prefecture, even the descendants of the Martial Saint Jin Xuangan let him score three points, not to mention that there is a half-step great master in the door, it is the three Ying and two shows in the door, which are not something that ordinary people can provoke, you want to go to Qingyun Gate to find death, I don't care, don't pull me!"

Although he is arrogant, he knows what to provoke and what not to provoke.

Therefore, when he heard Uncle Feng say that He Xiu of Qingyunmen was planning and calculating their Changle Gang behind his back, although he was shocked and angry in his heart, he hated Qingyunmen to death, but he was quite hesitant about how to deal with this matter.

Although there are many rich children in his rich Changle Gang, the connections behind him are still a few points behind the Qingyun Sect, the first sect in Huoyun Prefecture.

Seeing that he didn't dare, Yang Yi smiled and said, "If you refuse to lead the way, you will die now!"

An Xiling's body trembled, remembering Yang Yi's neatness when he killed Feng Bo just now, and he was uneasy in his heart, fearing that Yang Yi would also give him another finger on his forehead, and he would never dare to disobey Yang Yi's order in the slightest.

Behind him, a group of people from the Fugui Changle Gang saw that the gang leader was taken away, and shouted for a while, but none of them dared to chase after him, only the female sword boy of An Xiling rode a horse to chase after him, and kept shouting, "Childe, wait for me, Yang Daxia, don't hurt my son!"

Two in front of the other, one behind, three big horses, on the road do not stop going south, mixed with the call and harmony of young girls.

This resting horse can be regarded as a good horse, three hundred miles, and it only took three hours, although it is much worse than the Huanglong horse, but it is already good.

Mountains rise from the ground in front, and under the setting sun, the huge buildings on the mountainside at the top of the mountain shine and reflect the golden light.

An Xiling saw the big mountain in front of him, and said loudly to Yang Yi: "This is Qingyun Mountain where Qingyun Gate is located, you can go up the mountain by yourself, and the little brother is lost!"

He turned his horse around, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Yi with a halberd, "What is this He Xiuzheng is designing to frame you and me, I came to Qingyunmen today to settle accounts with him, you are one of the bitter masters, it is a witness, you can't go." ”

An Xiling hurriedly said: "Yang Daxia, I know that you are very powerful, but this Qingyunmen is even more powerful than you! Qingyunmen people are all over the world, especially Huoyun Prefecture, with the most disciples, if I testify for you, my father's position as the president of the Chamber of Commerce is a little unstable!"

Yang Yi sneered: "Oh, when they used you, how could they ever think about your life and death, but did they ever think about your old father?"

The Sabbath was silent.

After a while, An Xiling looked up at Yang Yi, "Okay, I'll testify to you!" Since He Xiuzheng has such a vicious mind, if I put up with him again, it will be too!"

He looked at Yang Yi, "There are countless masters in this Qingyun Sect, can you do it?"

Yang Yi laughed, "Come with me!"

He jumped off his horse, stretched out his hand and lifted the resting spirit, and in the midst of the resting spirit's screaming, he ran lightning toward the mountain.

In just a few breaths, Yang Yi had already reached the mountainside from the foot of the mountain, and after the huge bluestone archway, the gate of Qingyunmen appeared in front of Yang Yi's eyes.

The Qingyunmen disciples guarding the gate had not reacted at all, and Yang Yi had already dodged into the courtyard.

Walking through more than a dozen courtyards in a row, Yang Yi put down the rest spirit in a large hall on the top of the mountain.

When An Xiling bent over and vomited, Yang Yi punched in the air and slammed into the bronze bell hanging outside the main hall.

"Phew!"

The huge bell rang with a bang, but it only rang once, and the bell suddenly shattered into a mass of splinters, flying into the distance, and collapsing a palace not far away.

Yang Yi's voice rumbled throughout Qingyun Mountain, "Where is the head of Qingyun, Yang Yi came to worship the mountain!"

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(To be continued.) )