The shopkeeper saw that Yang Yi was playing tricks and drank the wine in the wine bowl in the air. This method of drinking was not like a human method. He couldn't help but open his eyes as big as a cow egg and asked stutter, "What kind of kung fu is this?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Do you want to learn? Unfortunately, even if I teach you, you can't learn it!" He reached out and grabbed it. The wine jar on the ground swayed and flew up in the air. The mouth of the jar slowly tilted in the air. Clear wine flowed out from the mouth of the jar and flowed into the wine bowl. After the wine was level with the mouth of the bowl, although the wine jar was still standing in the air, the wine did not flow out again.

Yang Yi waved his hand, and the wine jar slowly fell to the ground, shaking like a living thing, "walking" under the table, standing still.

His ability to pick up things in the air and pour wine from the air is no longer a little bit better than the shopkeeper's skill in holding wine jars, but far from the same as the difference between the two.

The shopkeeper's dark face was covered with sweat for a moment, "Master Yang is amazing and he is so young that he feels inferior to himself!"

Yang Yi laughed and said, "You are ashamed of yourself? Are you worthy of comparing with Yang?"

The shopkeeper's face changed, he lowered his head and bowed, "Yes, yes, how can I compare with Mr. Yang!"

Yang Yi stared at the shopkeeper for a while and said, "You have poor skills and good skills in poisoning. Putting the poison in the wine is colorless and tasteless, which makes it extremely difficult to detect. What kind of poison is this? It's interesting!"

The shopkeeper was shocked and sniffed. He had already added a sharp bone-clearing knife in his hand, and he inserted it into Yang Yi's chest fiercely. However, before the sharp knife was approaching, it was pinched by Yang Yi's two fingers and could no longer move forward.

"You deliberately lead me to associate your identity with the anti-Qing righteous man in order to reduce your precautions against you, and to show your martial arts and demonstrate your strength, so that I think you are a good player in the anti-Qing organization, so that I can only be curious about your identity and ignore the drinking water I drink."

"It's just that you overlooked something!"

Speaking of this, Yang Yi made two fingers wrong, and with a crisp "ding" sound, the sharp knife stabbed by the shopkeeper had turned into two pieces. As blood burst out, the tip of the knife had been inserted into the shopkeeper's neck.

The shopkeeper took a few steps back and leaned on a wine table. He said "hoho" sounds, sweat beads on his head, fear and confusion in his eyes, but he could no longer speak.

Yang Yi sighed: "Even if you disguise yourself as much as you, how can you hide the taste of slaves in your bones?"

Speaking of this, Yang Yi got up and walked to him, patted him on the shoulder, "You can't do it, you can't drink well!"

Ignoring this "store shopkeeper", Yang Yi stepped out of the store and turned over and rushed towards the avenue.

I just concentrated on my mind and sensed that the hotel was empty and there was no ambush, which was a bit strange.

"I wanted to knock me down just by poisoning one person. The Qing court was a little too contemptuous of me. There should be follow-up measures!"

Yang Yi urged him to go forward immediately, "Do you want to see what's in front?"

"But the jar of poisoned wine from the shopkeeper just now was really exciting! That is to say, if Miao Renfeng was replaced, Hu Yidao and others would really not be able to hold on. Could it be that this person is related to the Medicine King's Mansion?"

Just as he was thinking, a horse ran up ahead, and a middle-aged man shouted hoarsely: "But the king is in front of him? The road ahead is uneven, please turn around quickly!"

While speaking, he had already arrived in front of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi saw that he was tall, majestic, and had a heroic spirit all over his body, which was very different from the dull and dusk people he had seen these days. He couldn't help but feel good about it and smiled and said, "Who is the one who is you? What's going on before?"

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and said, "The reputation is not worth mentioning. The nameless man is just an unknown man below the Red Flower Association. Mr. Yang, someone in front wants to be unfavorable to you. Everyone comes with a lot of power, so it is better to avoid it for a while."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "There is a lot of people? That's the best! I'll see how many people have a lot of people!"

He clasped his fists to the middle-aged man and thanked him: "You are so kind, Yang is so grateful!" He lifted the reins of the horse with both hands and had already moved away from the visitor, and continued to walk forward.

The person who came was very anxious and turned around and chased Yang Yi: "Master Yang, what do you mean?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's so satisfying to kill people. A little shrimp of two is really lazy to kill!"

While talking, the horse kept urging the horse, and the bells jingled and ran forward quickly.

The middle-aged man was upset: "Why is this Yang Yi so bloodthirsty and brainless? Hundreds of good men and thousands of elite soldiers in front of him. No matter how powerful you are, how many can you kill?"

He said anxiously: "Master Yang, there are hundreds of masters in front of him, and there are cannons on the road. I am afraid that as soon as Master Yang appears, he will be bombarded by one shot. How can his flesh and blood be able to defeat the cannons!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You are a good person, I will give you something!"

With a raised hand, a sign flew from the middle-aged man from the beginning, "Please tell me, brother, just say what I said. From today on, Yang will issue a full-scale killing order in the martial arts world. If anyone can kill a high-level Tartar official, Yang will pass on his kung fu. The bigger the official he kills, the more advanced the kung fu will be passed on. However, he cannot kill people without evil deeds, but he can only kill corrupt officials. If someone is interested, after killing the official, he will come to me with a token!"

The middle-aged man took the token and saw that the token was cast in brass, just a piece of copper with no pattern on it. There was only a big word "kill" engraved invisible. After a glance, people felt endless murderous aura surged into their hearts, and the indescribable coldness was forcing people.

He saw the word "Kill" on the bronze plaque being carved very neatly, as if it was written in a hurry, and even had burrs on it. He felt a little surprised, "Huh? This font is a bit weird!"

Suddenly, he thought of something, suddenly shook his body, and put his fingers into the marks of the font and gestured for a while, and his mouth widened, "How is this... possible! How can the world have such finger strength?"

When the middle-aged man was surprised, Yang Yi had already run away.

There was a small valley ahead, and a small path was extending straight from the bottom of the valley to the distance. After Yang Yi rode into the valley, a strange feeling arose, and warning signs kept coming in his heart, "There was indeed an ambush ahead!"

The horse was running lightly in the valley under his crotch. The mountain wind blew, and snow splashed everywhere. Someone seemed to light firewood in front of him, and a light smoke filled the valley.

The first time Yang Yi smelled the smoke, he turned over and dismounted the horse. He pushed the horse with his hand. The horse, which was hundreds of pounds, suddenly rose into the air and floated a few feet before landing. After landing, there was no damage at all.

The horse was shocked and ran out of the valley, which had become a frightening horse.

After watching the mount leave, Yang Yi leaned over and picked up a piece of bluestone as big as a bowl, and held it hard. With a "click", the bluestone had broken into pieces of stones.

While walking slowly in the valley, he kept raising his hands and sprinkling the blue stones in his hands above both sides of the valley. With each raising his hands, a person rolled down on it. After halfway through the valley, Yang Yi no longer threw out the stones in his hands.

It seems that the ambushing person above has been frightened and fled.
Chapter completed!