After Yang Yi left from the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, he took the moon worship and Jin Suifeng and they turned back to Xiaoyao Island, and halfway through, Yang Yi stopped.

At this time, they came to a plain place, and there was silence everywhere, except for the slight sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, Yang Yi looked at the surrounding environment and was silent.

Bai Yue and the others looked at Yang Yi who stopped and didn't move, and they were puzzled, Huo Yan also followed Yang Yi's movements and looked around, and finally found nothing, he couldn't help but wonder:

"Why did the owner stop, did he notice something unusual here?"

Yang Yi turned to look at the people who were all looking at him, laughed softly, and then looked at the sky above him, and said:

"Kunpeng Daoyou, since you're here, why don't you show up. ”

As soon as Yang Yi's words fell, ripples like water appeared in the sky, and Kunpeng's figure also appeared in front of everyone at this time.

He was still dressed in a dark robe, his face was gloomy, his eyes were not big, his eyes were very fierce, and timid people generally did not dare to look at him, but all this had no effect on Yang Yi.

He stood in the air at this time, staring at Yang Yi and his party, and did not speak. This is a very impolite behavior, which will be regarded as contempt for themselves, and they are very angry at this time, especially Huo Yan and Niu Dali, who are a few short-tempered people, and they will open their mouths to scold.

Although their own strength is far inferior to the demon master Kunpeng, but now that they are Yang Yi's subordinates, Kunpeng despises them, but they can't treat Yang Yi with such an attitude, this is not something they can bear.

As soon as a few people moved, Yang Yi raised his hand to stop them, shook his head slightly, and then smiled again, but this time his attitude was much colder:

"Kunpeng, people have come out, just say anything about it, Poor Dao has to rush back to the dojo. ”

"Hmph!" Kunpeng was very disdainful when he saw Yang Yi's attitude, he didn't see anything powerful about Yang Yi from the beginning, everyone was a quasi-saint, even if he brought a group of Da Luo Jin Immortals, what was the use.

I deliberately appeared in this posture this time, to see this Yang Yi's attitude, he can still laugh, it's really useless, he snorted coldly, and then looked at this Yang Yi, and said in a stiff tone:

"Xiaoyao Island, Yang Yi. Ancestor, I have heard of you, what you said that you have survived two tribulations so far, and your cultivation is unfathomable. It's a joke, it's not that you're good at living until now, it only means that you're lucky, or you just haven't been hiding in your nest and haven't come out, so you've survived to this day. ”

"Hehe, what do you want to say? Yang Yi didn't care at all about Kunpeng's comments, but asked with interest. The people behind him, Bai Yue, Jin Suifeng and others had a ghostly expression, and then their faces were strange, they wanted to laugh but couldn't help but laugh, and their faces were flushed.

When Kunpeng saw this, he thought that they were angry with his words, so he didn't care about it, and continued to speak:

"Since you have escaped the previous two tribulations, you should know that cultivation is not easy, and it is better for you to take care of the idle affairs of the ancestor and me and the Red Cloud Pifu, otherwise, you will not have the good luck you used to be. ”

"Haha!" Yang Yi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and the people behind him also laughed. Huo Yan even said out:

"It's really a big wilderness, there are all kinds of birds, I actually saw someone dare to threaten the owner today, haha, okay, Kunpeng, you are really powerful. ”

"Don't just say it, Kunpeng, you came here to fight, I really haven't seen the owner make a move, I didn't have a chance before, but now I have no opponent. Today is really lucky, I actually had the opportunity to see the owner's methods, so I want to thank you Kunpeng. Niu Dali is also a restless lord, and then said.

"Owner, when you are ready to make a move, move slowly, this is a memorable moment, I want to take the treasure to record all this, and watch it slowly in the future." Shui Ling'er didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and took out a treasure mirror, really ready to make a record.

"Yes, yes, you must shoot it clearly, and everyone can watch it together when we go back. I think Qiongxiao and the others must also be interested in coming to see their master's battle scenes. Jade Jingjing, the rabbit clan in the twelve phases, also spoke.

This group of people seemed to have forgotten their current situation, and they actually discussed over there how to use the function of the treasure mirror to shoot the picture clearly and coherently, and even Bai Yue, Tu Xuan and others, who were not very talkative, put forward one or two suggestions from time to time.

Yang Yi was a little speechless about this, he really didn't find out that these subordinates were quite good at pulling hatred, at this time, Kunpeng had already been said by them, his face was bruised, his body trembled, he yelled, and slapped his palm towards the few people who were still discussing.

"A few miscellaneous people in the Daluo realm, they dare to entertain the ancestor like this, and they will all die for me. The Quasi-Saint's hard blow was not trivial, and the huge energy palm quickly shrouded towards several people.

But they didn't feel the slightest nervousness, they just stopped the discussion, quietly watched the palms approach, and didn't fight back. Kunpeng sneered at this, and thought to himself: This group of people is really waste, and they are so scared that they dare not move, since this is the case, then let's all die.

The scene of the earth shattering and the minced flesh flying in Kunpeng's expectation did not appear, because Yang Yi stood in front of them to worship the moon, and the undead spirit knife that had not been used for a long time was against the palm of the giant palm, and then Yang Yi shook the blade lightly, and the giant palm disappeared. At the same time, Yang Yi's voice also sounded.

"It seems that it has been so long since I have been active in the desolate world that the current monks think that the poor way is weak and can be bullied. Kunpeng, since you think that Poor Dao has survived until now because of luck and hiding, then you should weigh it yourself, and the strength that Poor Dao does not have. ”

When Kunpeng slashed Yang Yi's energy palm, he saw that Yang Yi's strength was not bad, and he underestimated him before, but at this time, the words had been spoken, and the grievances had been settled, and it was difficult not to compete. So without hesitation, he rushed in the direction of Yang Yi, and a gray palace-shaped spirit treasure also appeared on his head.

This is Kunpeng's defense Lingbao Demon Master Palace, born with him, and he has not been named until he created words for the demon clan and was worshiped as a demon master by the demons, and this palace also followed this name.

Yang Yi didn't care what kind of spiritual treasure Kunpeng had, and after he ordered Bai Yue and the others to stay away from here, he raised his knife and attacked it.

The blade of the Immortal Spirit Knife trembled slightly, as if it was trembling with the excitement of fighting again, Yang Yi's heart also beat with the frequency of the blade's shaking, and Yang Yi's blood began to recover, he still longed for the battle, but unfortunately, Hong Huang now has no one who can fight with him.

This contest with Kunpeng can only be a warm-up, Yang Yi also felt that he had not fought with people for too long, so that the creatures of the flood began not to take Xiaoyao Island in their eyes, which was not conducive to the development of his disciples in the future, so he needed to fight a big battle and become famous again.

Kunpeng came over at this time, and it just solved the problem of who Yang Yi chose to stand for, the demon master of the demon clan, the weight is also enough, maybe Kunpeng can be killed here this time, and the red cloud can be regarded as one less mortal enemy, which solves his troubles.

Yang Yi thought of this, his eyes narrowed, and a trace of murderous aura began to emerge from his body, and around him, the temperature began to drop because of the murderous aura, and everywhere he passed, the flowers and plants were covered with a layer of frost, and even the Kunpeng who attacked nearby also shivered.

He looked at the smile on the upturned corner of Yang Yi's mouth, and felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly think that he wouldn't kick the iron plate this time, right?

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