Seeing Ran Geng being stunned by his question, Yang Yi nodded and said, "Sure enough!"

He looked at Ran Geng and laughed: "You have a great enemy of the Confucian Sect based on your own guesses. You are really the head of the family!"

Ran Geng said: "No matter what, the Confucian Sect is suspected of suppressing our peasants. What's wrong with me being hostile to the Confucian Sect?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "It's great, so when you see me, you will teach me a lesson first, and fortunately I will breathe a sigh of anger."

Ran Geng remained silent.

Yang Yi said softly: "The affairs of the Confucian peasant family can be said in public. I think the people in the Ministry of Revenue should have something to discuss with their father. It is impossible for the farmers to know nothing about the matter discussed."

He looked at Ran Geng, his clothes blew like the wind blowing, "Senior, are you pretending to be ignorant, or are you not listening?"

Ran Geng stopped talking.

Yang Yi said: "Even if the farmer and the Confucian school are in power, it cannot be an excuse for you to make things difficult for me."

"Senior, I said, Yang will never forget your kindness. See you next time, I'll invite you to drink. I wonder if you still remember it?"

Ran Geng still didn't speak.

Yang Yi said: "Very good, it seems you still remember."

He shouted suddenly, and the flat silver wine pot on his waist instantly appeared in his hand, and banged at Ran Geng, "I wish you a pot of wine for you!"

He was still in the same place at this time, but the strange thing was that when he raised his arm, the wine pot in his hand had reached the top of Ran Geng's head, which was far away.

When Ran Geng saw that his wine pot was smashed, it was like the move of the Fantian Seal. When he smashed it, the void was shaken and he said that he didn't dare to take it head-on. With a flash of his body, he wanted to avoid it.

At this moment, a loud roar came from Yang Yi's mouth.

"Moo!"

The six-character mantra resounds through the void.

Ran Geng's body shook, as if he was trapped in a quagmire. An invisible force of restraint suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, squeezed towards him from all directions, making his body slow and his movements less smooth and perfect.

Yang Yi's wine pot had already reached his head.

"Bang!"

The wine pot was smashed down, and the top door of Ran Geng was hit.

"Buddhist Dragon-Suppressing Technique!"

After Ran Geng received Yang Yi's seal, his mind exploded, and a scattered scattered in chaos. A breath of true energy spurted out from his mouth more than three feet away, with a faint light of fire.

He suddenly turned over somersaults, intending to turn Yang Yi into a smashing force, but Yang Yi's attack was really powerful. After turning over somersaults, his remaining strength had not disappeared, and his head was already a little confused. Before he could react, the person had fallen to the ground, dust and smoke were everywhere, and he had already smashed a big hole on the ground.

He turned over and looked at Yang Yi with a horror, "You have learned this secret method of subduing demons in Buddhism?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Senior's head is so hard. After taking my mark, he just fell down."

Ran Geng had his hair disheveled, looking extremely embarrassed, "Third Prince, what do you want?"

Yang Yi raised the wine pot in his hand and smiled and said, "I just want to toast you a pot of wine!" Before he finished speaking, his body appeared in front of Ran Geng again, and he still made a seal with the pot and smashed it down suddenly.

"The younger generation is too bullying!"

When Yang Yi was refusing to let go, Ran Geng was furious, and the axe on his waist suddenly appeared in his hand.

His axe was in his hand, and his aura changed again. He was just a strong man who had dived and split his material, but now this strong man from the farm suddenly became a general who fought on the battlefield, looking around with an axe and was full of murderous aura.

The big axe chopped the wine pot in Yang Yi's hand.

The strong wind is blowing, and the sand and stones are flying.

The wine pot and the axe were fighting, and it exploded with a loud bang. Ran Geng's body was like a stake hit by a giant hammer. He was smashed into the ground by Yang Yi's seal and was completely submerged into the ground.

Yang Yi's long hair fluttered behind him, and the force that Ran Geng's big axe slashed was already vented from his hair into the void.

If we talk about the method of resolving power and mind, he is more than a little more skillful than Ran Geng.

Yang Yi looked at the hole on the ground.

A dull rumbling sound came from the ground, and a water arrow shot out from the ground, passing through the cave entrance and rushing straight to Yang Yi's face. At the same time, the ground under his feet kept shaking. A piece of land suddenly exploded with a loud rumbling sound, and Ran Geng's body rushed out of the ground!

He was soaked all over, his face was muddy, and his long hair was wrapped in mud, sticking into a piece.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Ran Geng whistled to the sky, "What a great world-shaking seal! Yang Yi, you have a world-shaking seal, and I also have a world-shaking axe!"

His body shook, and the mud and water vapor wrapped around his body was all shaken away with a "pop" sound, and in just a moment he had recovered his true form.

Clear water began to gush out from the two big holes around me.

Ran Geng roared like thunder, his long hair stood up, holding an axe in his hands, and slowly slashed at Yang Yi.

Every inch of the axe in his hand fell, the void would shake, making a shocking sound, like a giant beating a drum, or a god hitting a bell, and the ground, which was several feet apart, began to crack and sink.

The space solidified.

Seeing that the axe that was slashed in front of him had such power, Yang Yi changed color for the first time.

This is the first time he has seen such a powerful move.

When the axe was chopped down, the space within a few feet of radius was driven by the axe's momentum, and under the pressure, everything was difficult to move.

Yang Yi's body also became slow, like a mountain pressing down on his head. Not to mention moving his body, it would be extremely difficult to even turn his eyes a few times.

"break!"

Yang Yi straightened his body and spoke a clear voice. His body slowly shook, and the ground under his feet also shook.

Every time Yang Yi shook his body, the speed of the big axe in Ran Geng's hand on the opposite side increased by a minute. He shook nine times in a row, and the big axe was less than three feet away from his face.

"break!"

Yang Yi's voice shouted again, and the axe blade was almost at the tip of Yang Yi's nose.

Yang Yi looked calm and stared at the chopping axe blade, with no fear in his eyes, but Ran Geng on the opposite side showed a look of horror.

After this "Caitian Axe" was slashed out, Ran Geng's mind was already awakened by anger. This Kaitian Axe was the most powerful move passed down from generation to generation by his farmer family. Only the heads of the past dynasties are qualified to practice, and only the great masters can truly use this move.

This move is extremely strong and powerful, and it is truly one of the most brilliant moves in the world. The reason why Ran Geng was able to be promoted to the half-step sect was because after learning the mind method of the Creation Axe, he understood the true meaning of martial arts.

He never really used this move. Now he was slashed with an axe in his rage and actually used it, but he could fire but not retract it. This axe had become an axe to control people, not a person to control the axe.

He was about to hit Yang Yi standing in front of him, and Ran Geng was so scared that he was scattered, "If I chopped the third prince, even if I ascended to heaven and fled far away from Lingshan, the Emperor of Heaven would probably not be able to protect me!"
Chapter completed!