The next moment, there was a loud noise, and violent smoke came out of the body of the middle-aged man in the red robe, and the spirit in the smoke was amazing.

"My Dantian!"

The middle-aged man in red robe screamed so hard that he roared. A steel drill pierced his chest and pressed it against the bluestone brick with a clang.

In an instant, the whole scene was silent, and even the big hands and executioners who were crying were shut up in an instant.

The scene in front of me was really too shocking. This was a dignified monk who had experienced tribulation and a god-like figure, who was also rude and rudely.

"Nine Stars Flowing Fire Technique! You are the master of Guanglong Hall, ah, he is Young Master Yiling!"

The majestic middle-aged man standing on the left side of the white-eyed young man shouted sternly.

The face of the young man with white eyebrows changed drastically, and the young man with brocade robe also frowned.

"Who is the master of Ru Yi, who is the virtue of destroying the family and destroying the family, Xu must not refuse to repay him."

Xu Yi stared at the three people upstairs and spoke for the first time.

The young man in brocade robe laughed and flew downstairs. The young man in white-browed and the majestic middle-aged man followed closely and flew down.

The young man in brocade robe clasped his fists at Xu Yi and said, "I heard for a long time that Mr. Yiling is a genius of this generation. When I see him today, he is well-known. Now that the new dynasty is first established, it is the time to use people. It is a great opportunity. Mr. Yiling should not miss it."

At this point, he turned to the majestic middle-aged man and said, "Lord Song, you haven't admitted your mistake to Brother Yiling. You are also a family of people who are not easy to take photos, but you are specializing in stroking Brother Yiling's tiger beard. You can compensate as much as you should. Tong depends on the result."

Xu Yi stared at the majestic middle-aged man and said, "You are the master of Ru Yi? Very good. Kneel down and kowtow to my friend?"

As he said that, Xu Yi grabbed his big hand and a ray of glow popped out of the majestic middle-aged man's body, pushing Xu Yi's big hand away. The majestic middle-aged man retreated more than ten feet and said loudly, "Mr. Tong, the surname Xu clearly doesn't take you seriously! What's the point of a shitty young master Yiling? Gao will destroy this shitty young master today for you!"

As he shouted, three dark palm-sized spheres were added in front of him, and purple lightning was radiating inside, causing drastic changes in the celestial phenomena.

"The Red Fire Thunder Pearl is actually the Red Fire Thunder Pearl. What an old Song, who has buried such a big foreshadowing."

The white-eyed young man with a red face was so excited.

The young man in brocade robe also lit up his eyes and said with a smile, "It's getting more and more interesting to fight between two tigers. Brother Yiling, if you capsize the boat, Tong won't know how to treat you, ha..."

He laughed, and Lord Song’s abdomen exploded, and the air waves burst out, but the dantian cracked.

The three red fire thunder beads were taken off their control and fell straight into Xu Yi's palm.

A steel chisel penetrated the air, easily piercing Master Song’s chest and nailed him to the ground.

Master Song fainted before he could scream.

The white-eyed young man had a pale face. Lord Tong, wearing a brocade robe, looked at Xu Yi and tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but found that his face was out of control and could not laugh.

Xu Yi ignored the two of them and walked to the side of the fainting Lord Song, opened his mouth and sent a source seal bead.

In an instant, Lord Song woke up and began to roar and struggle desperately, like a fish with scales scratched alive. The terrifying scream made everyone's scalp numb.

Suddenly, Lord Song's chest cracked and he struggled violently, causing him to tear his chest apart, freed from the shackles of the steel brazing, rolling all over the ground. Gradually, the blood vessels all over his body burst open, his throat was hoarse, and he was still howling.

Finally, Lord Song stopped moving, and the weak divine baby escaped, and was hit by a small black dot. It immediately scattered, and was immediately swallowed by a ghostly soul-summoning banner.

Xu Yi waved his hand and cut off Master Song's head. With a blink of an eye, he killed him with his head and hung another flagpole.

"Sir Tong, right? Are you the one who attacked Guanglongtang that day?"

Xu Yi's big hand was put on Lord Tong's shoulder.

Lord Tong shook his head repeatedly, his voice dry, "No, absolutely not. Tong was later. If Tong had known that the surname Song had been so reckless, he would have stopped him."

Xu Yi shook his head and pointed at the white-browed young man and said, "Is Mr. Tong telling the truth or lies? I have thought about the answer."

Lord Tong was in a state of confusion and hurriedly sent a message, "How should I reply? I don't need to teach you. Such a devil, let's deal with it first. Song Laowen, who is killed by heaven, dares to rob such a bad territory, and kill me."

The white-eyed young man didn't respond at all, and the sweat on his forehead was rushing down.

Xu Yi stared at the white-browed young man and said, "What, it's hard to answer, so there's no need..."

"Like it! He is telling a lie!"

The young man with white eyebrows suddenly pointed at Lord Tong and shouted loudly.

Lord Tong couldn't believe his ears and said angrily, "You're crazy, you must be crazy!"

The young man with white eyebrows said, "Are you going to deny it now? There are more than a hundred people who know this. Zhu must not hide it for Brother Tong."

Lord Tong was simply crazy, especially when he saw Xu Yi’s bad expression, his heart was in a mess.

Originally, his mentality was very peaceful, and he was even a little arrogant.

In his eyes, Xu Yi can be captured, killed or recruited. After all, Young Master Yiling is also a well-known cultural celebrity. When the new dynasty was established, these cultural celebrities were most needed to embellish the peace. Recruiting Young Master Yiling is also a great achievement.

As for Xu Yi's fierce means of disposing of the middle-aged Master Qi in the red robe, Lord Tong still didn't take it seriously.

Lord Qi is only a level of tragedy. Young Master Yiling has a reputation in martial arts, and both are at the level of tragedy. It is reasonable that Lord Qi is no match for Young Master Yiling.

However, Lord Song was a powerful Feng Jie, and was actually tortured by the young master Yiling in his blink of an eye. The speed of collapse of the situation was completely beyond Lord Tong's expectations.

Xu Yi looked at the white-browed young man calmly, "In this way, you have thought that you have made contributions. Xu will reward you for his actions."

After saying that, the white-browed young man's body exploded, his dantian exploded, and a large amount of smoke leaked out, and a steel drill nailed him to the ground.

"For, for...why..."

The white-eyed young man had blood in his mouth and his eyes widened.

Xu Yi pointed to the corpses all over the ground and smiled, "I guess they have asked more of the 'why'?"

After saying that, Xu Yi turned his attention to Lord Tong.

"Brother Yiling, be calm, be calm. Tong really hasn't killed you alone in Guanglongtang, do you believe it?"

Lord Tong was about to cry.

He knew very well that Xu Yi was trying tormenting the young man with white eyebrows like this. It was not for anything else, but just to vent his anger.

He could end the white-eyed young man with a wave of hand, but he wanted to give the white-eyed young man hope and let him despair again. What a terrible resentment.

"I'm very calm. Brother Tong doesn't have to worry." Xu Yi said with a smile.
Chapter completed!