Yang Yi left the Bronze Hall. As soon as his feet stepped on the back of the Raptor, a huge roar sounded in his ears, and the black cat in his shorts appeared in front of Yang Yi.

At this time, the black cat has become extremely huge and can no longer be called a black cat. It should be said that it is a black tiger.

Its body size has expanded many times, much bigger than an ordinary tiger. When she saw Yang Yi suddenly appear beside it, the black cat's black hair exploded, and raised its claws and grabbed Yang Yi with a "ah woo".

"Boy, where is the fruit of Master Mao?"

The black cat, who turned into a tiger, roared in anger: "Master, I worked hard to steal from Lao Bushen. No, where did you get the things you secretly stolen?"

It seemed that as the size of the black cat increased, the strength of the black cat also increased. At this time, it grabbed with one claw, as fast as lightning, with wind and thunder hidden, Yang Yi raised his palms to meet, and his body shook, and he used the moving heart method to remove this force.

Now he is no longer the same as before. When he is in harmony with Tao, he is secretly a Taoist rhyme when he takes action, but even so, he still feels a little difficult to deal with the black cat's grip.

In amazement, the palm force in his hand suddenly spit out, which shocked the strange black cat.

“Meow!”

The black cat's body flipped through several somersaults in the air before landing, "Stupid brat, why did your cultivation increase so much in the blink of an eye? The moves imply the Taoist rhyme, have you become the master of martial arts?"

Its eyes emitted a faint blue light at night, and the fur on its back stood up, and there was a feeling of surprise and uncertainty in its eyes. "Today, it was so damn evil. First, my basket of fruit disappeared, then the sky was stained with blood, and then you kid suddenly appeared beside me, and he became a master of martial arts in the blink of an eye!"

"Huh? No, although the Taoist rhyme is born when you take action, it still lacks a sense of random and smoothness. You kid is at most a half-step master!"

It was just now afraid of Yang Yi, but suddenly realized that Yang Yi had not yet become a master of martial arts. He felt relieved and meowed a few times. Before Yang Yi could answer, his body circled around Yang Yi like a wind. Its speed was extremely fast. In just a moment, his body had become an illusion, bringing up a tornado, blowing the feathers of the raptors under him to the strong wind.

The wind whistled, and the black cat rushed towards Yang Yi again.

This time, Yang Yi was no longer careless and raised his fist to hit the black cat's forehead. He punched it out at this time, and the space of several meters in a radius seemed to be shaking. Before the claws that hit the black cat's pounced on him had reached Yang Yi, they were pressed by the force of the fist.

“Meow!”

The black cat screamed, followed Yang Yi's fist strength, and flipped several somersaults in the air, and landed lightly several feet away. "Confucian boxing techniques, fist determines the country!"

The black cat grinned at Yang Yi and roared: "Are you a Confucian scholar?"

Yang Yi saw that the black cat was not only able to speak, but his eyes were so amazing, and he was even more curious, "I said black cat, what are you?"

The black cat was furious when he heard this, "What does 'What am I?'"

It meowed a few times and cursed: "Master Mao is not a thing, ah, Master Mao is a thing! Master! I am your Master Mao!"

The more he spoke, he became more and more confused, and he rushed towards Yang Yi again.

"Moo!"

Seeing it pounced on him, Yang Yifu came to his heart and suddenly roared out the Fulong technique he learned in Fulong Temple.

When he made a move, his Taoist rhyme appeared. At this time, the Six-Syllable Mantra and Fulong's Heart Technique were combined and roared, and thunder sounds rumbling in the sky. The black cat directly opposite him screamed in the air. The power of the mantra was shocked by the mantra, and his whole body disappeared without a trace. He fell to the ground with a thud, making him dizzy.

It turned over and stood up underground, with its tail between its legs, looking at Yang Yi, "Dragon Fu Zhi! Do you still know Buddhist skills? Who are you?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Who are you?"

The black cat circled around Yang Yi for several times and roared in a low voice: "Boy, I'll ask you again, where did you get the basket of fruits from Master Mao?"

"Moo!"

Before the black cat could finish his sentence, Yang Yi roared out another six-character mantra.

The black cat was so soft that his bones were numb by the spell, and suddenly pierced his head underground and gnawed on the mud.

Yang Yi's body flashed and he had already reached the black cat's side. He sucked the strange black cat with a long sword in his hand and a scabbard.

This black cat is so weird that Yang Yi always feels that this guy has a big background. Now that he has to fight with it, he has to defeat it.

"Bang!"

The long sword hit the black cat's neck and almost bounced up. The black cat's skin seemed to be extremely tough and soft, without any force.

Yang Yi used his sword very strongly. The black cat was hit by his sword, tilted his neck and flew high into the sky, disappearing into the night sky with a series of screams.

"This guy has such weird skin!"

Yang Yi was even more surprised, "The strength I exerted could not penetrate deep into its body, and it was all separated from the outside by the skin."

In any case, the fruit of this black cat was taken by Yang Yi. In a sense, this black cat is the victim, and Yang Yi is the beneficiary. Yang Yi cannot take serious measures against this black cat.

Seeing it being knocked away at this time, Yang Yi smiled, called the yellow horse back to the horse, and turned the horse's head.

Just as he was about to leave, he looked at the big bird breathing weakly on the ground. Yang Yi felt pity and took out the healing pill from his arms, opened the big bird's huge mouth, and stuffed the pill into its mouth.

He only saw that the big bird was seriously injured, and the blood in the abdomen dyed the land several meters red. As for what the big bird was injured, he did not see it.

This big bird is quite spiritual and has not fallen into a coma at this time. After swallowing the pills that stuffed Yang Yi into his mouth, he gently tapped Yang Yi's head a few times and slowly closed his eyes.

Yang Yi no longer looked at the big bird. After getting on the horse, he shouted and the yellow horse always walked on the road.

He did not move forward but turned back, not because he gave up his plan to move forward, but because he wanted to take revenge.

Revenge for the embarrassment of the peasant family head.

Logically speaking, if a martial arts master has experienced the world, ordinary masters will never make things difficult for younger generations. Even if they are half a step, they have already touched the true meaning of martial arts. If they attack the martial arts master, they would be a bit of bullying the small ones. Although they have written the master on the flag, if they are broad-minded, they will just laugh it off.

It is hard to imagine that a half-step sect would make things difficult for a junior figure in a trial.

But the peasant family leader actually took action against him.

When I couldn't beat him, I could only endure this tone. Now that I have reached the same level as him, what else can I endure?

The children of the Yang family are invincible in the same realm!

"The head of the farmer family has been trapped in the realm of a half-step sect for more than ten years. His understanding and understanding of his martial arts is naturally much higher than that of him. But no matter how profound he is, since he is at the same level, who will I be afraid of?"

The yellow horse's four hooves were flying. After running for a while, the small village where the peasant family owner was already appeared.
Chapter completed!