The butler whispered, as if he was very scared of this prison hall.

"Zheng Tang, I'm so brave. He dares to conquer my home?" Qin Yi's tone was cold, and an invisible murderous aura rose out.

"Master, what do you want to do?" The butler suddenly panicked.

"What are you doing? Of course I'm working in the death hall!"

Qin Yi smiled coldly and rushed out directly.

On the majestic mountain peak, a hall is simple and majestic, standing tall, as if it is still as a rock as a mountain.

On the scarlet vermilion gate, there is a plaque with a golden character, and the word "正" is written on it alone.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the iron hook and silver strokes are made!

I have a killing aura, like a blade's edge is cold!

Punishment Hall!

Don’t punish the outer door, don’t punish the true teachings.

The outer disciples look down on them, and the true disciples cannot afford to offend them.

However, they are in charge of all the punishments of inner disciples. In the Qingyang Sect, the trees are deep and the power is extremely powerful.

Even those parties with true disciples dare not provoke easily.

Many people even call the prison hall a "criminal party" in private!

They have become one of the largest forces among the many disciples of the Qingyang Sect.

"Senior brother, can you ask, is this the punishment hall in charge of the inner door?" Qin Yi asked politely with a smile.

"A new inner disciple? I don't even know our famous prison hall?"

Zhang Zhi, a disciple of the Zhengtang, dressed in a six-patterned blue cloud robe, looked at him arrogantly.

"Senior brother is really amazing, you can tell at a glance."

Qin Yi asked with a smile, "Then please ask my senior brother, did Qin Yi's house be smashed by your punishment hall?"

"Qin Yi? Oh, I remembered that he was the leader of the outer sect, Qin Yi, who had just been promoted to the inner sect this year!"

Zhang Zhi hesitated for a moment before he remembered.

"Hmph, so what? He is suspected of murdering three inner disciples. When we received the news, we raided his house."

"Then, senior brother, do you have evidence in the execution hall?" Qin Yi asked?

"Evidence? Hahaha..." Zhang Zhi suddenly laughed, "We need some bullshit evidence when doing business in the prison hall!"

"That means, you have no evidence at all?" Qin Yi's smile gradually became stronger.

"Nonsense! We don't need evidence at all."

"What a bullshit leader in the outer sect, he is just a waste. Even if our prison hall rides over his head, he dare not say the word "no"!"

Zhang Zhi said proudly.

boom!

The door was broken, and Zhang Zhi's body flew out like a sandbag and fell heavily to the ground.

The master at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage was like a dead dog, vomiting blood all over his body and unable to move.

"Inner disciple Qin Yi, come to the execution hall to seek justice!"

Qin Yi stepped across the threshold with one foot, walked with his hands behind his back, and flew step by step.

Hurry!

In an instant, the entire prison hall was shocked.

Dozens of powerful auras rose, like wolf smoke, like fire, boiling hot and boiling.

The huge prison hall was filled with masters, one by one, and one by one was deep, and they were all masters above the sixth level of the Qi Refining Period.

The sixth level of Qi Refining Period is already considered a master among the inner sects, but in the imperial hall, this is the lowest threshold and the lowest level.

In the punishment hall, no one's realm will be lower than the sixth level of Qi Refining Period.

"What a courageous thing, you guy, you dare to trespass the prison hall, invade the door and hurt our people!"

"Do you know that this is a death sentence? Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to apologize?"

Cheng Feng scolded loudly, and the sound waves rolled, like a tide surging.

This is a master at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage, with a powerful aura and profound skill.

Bang!

Qin Yi stepped on the secret of the word "Shi" and arrived in an instant. He slapped Cheng Feng directly and flew out.

His body suddenly hit the wall, and his whole body was embedded in it, and the surrounding walls cracked inch by inch.

"You dare to hurt..."

Bang!

Another slap, straightforward, and pulled the person who was talking away.

"dog……"

Bang!

"big……"

Bang!

"you……"

Bang!

In the punishment hall, anyone who opens his mouth will be pulled out by Qin Yi in an instant.

One by one, the masters of the punishment hall were lying on the ground like a dead dog, lying everywhere, with wailing and screaming everywhere.

"Who else can't speak? It doesn't matter. I can teach him slowly!"

Qin Yi smiled indifferently and slowly glanced at the audience with cold eyes.

Suddenly, the remaining disciples of the Zhengtang Temple were silent, not to mention talking, and even dared to breathe.

Who dared to be arrogant in front of him and slapped him away.

I will knock you down first and then talk to you well.

This is Qin Yi’s truth!

"It seems that you all learned how to speak, right?" Qin Yi asked.

Several people nodded quickly, as if they were pecking at rice with chickens, panic, afraid of offending the cruel person in front of them.

"Very good, I'll ask you now, who copied my house? Who is in charge of you and who is in charge of the leader?" Qin Yi asked coldly.

I was just promoted to the inner gate and assigned to the mansion. After a few days of going out, someone smashed my own house.

Moreover, it was in broad daylight, and forced into it and directly invaded the door and stepped on the door.

In the Qingyang Sect, strength is the most important thing!

If Qin Yi could even tolerate such a thing, then from now on, no one would dare to bully him.

Even those campus bullying, the weaker you are, the more others bully you.

What's more, this is the world of immortal cultivators, a world that speaks entirely by fists.

Qin Yi knew that he must set his majesty this time!

Otherwise, any cat or dog would dare to be arrogant and domineering in front of him in the future.

There was a disciple from the Zhengtang Temple who looked pale and pointed at his mouth with trembling fingers, as if he wanted to say but dared not say it.

"Say!" Qin Yi ordered.

"Yes, it's the deacon of our execution hall, Boss Ji Senior Brother Ji!" the man said in fear.

"What is Mr. Ji?"

"Boss Ji!"

"What boss?"

"Boss Ji, Senior Brother Qin!"

After repeated repetitions from the other party, Qin Yi finally confirmed that the deacon in the execution hall was really called "Boss Ji"!

Hearing this name, Qin Yi couldn't help but think of his previous life. The author of the same website signed with him was also named Boss Ji.

The man either broke the update or lost the finale, or was eunuch.

Although he is obviously working to write novels, he is useless except for having a face that looks very similar to Daniel Wu.

"The deacons in the Punishment Hall are all masters of the Ninth Level. They are rarely here, and so are Senior Brother Ji." The man said carefully.

"Then where is he now?" Qin Yi asked.

"I heard that he went to Yanyu Building in Muyang City to attend the Dragons Conference."

Seeing Qin Yi's puzzled appearance, the man quickly explained: "The Dragons Conference is a grand event held by inner disciples, mainly a gathering of major forces."
Chapter completed!