"Elder!"

"Elder!"

The dozens of scholars who had not yet escaped at the village head saw the elders who had just stabbed out with a sword and had reached the advanced realm of unity of human and sword. Before the sword could hurt the enemy, they were split by a halberd and divided into two pieces. Everyone was shocked.

Yang Yi took back his long spear, rode his horse constantly, and shouted suddenly, "Where is Xu Kaishan? Are all the people from the Ming Zun Sect here?"

The people in the village were shouted loudly by him and then woke up. They shouted like frightened fish, and fled in a row.

When Yang Yi saw them scattered and fleeing, his hand shook, he had already taken out the bow and arrow, and sneered at the escaped person, "The cult demon is worthy of death!"

When the bowstring is pulled by hand, it is a full moon. One feather arrow is shot out. Each feather arrow is shot out, and a member of the church will die.

Sometimes, even one arrow shot out, it would pass through two escaped people in a row. In an instant, many believers were shot and killed by him, and screams were heard one after another.

The yellow horse galloped and pulled the bow non-stop. When he arrived at Yang Yi's head of the village and collected the bow and arrow, he looked around and there was no other escapee. Anyone in his sight was shot to death by him.

The village dog, who was still barking, seemed to be frightened by Yang Yi's murderous aura, and he no longer dared to bark and scream. He whimpered with his tail and shivered all over.

Yang Yi urged the horse to walk slowly towards the village.

The whole village became strangely quiet.

The wind blows, and the chickens and dogs are silent.

"Dadadada"

The yellow horse walked forward briskly along the street. Yang Yi sat on the horse's back and came out his palm in the void. Each palm was slapped, and a flame energy flew out. The houses that were slapped by his palm were all shattered.

The furniture and wood tools inside exploded instantly under the impact of the flame energy, and the wolf smoke rolled and the fire rose.

Every time he passed by a small courtyard, he would slap a few palms. Half of the street had not yet walked out, and half of the village was shrouded in the fire.

"Yang Yi, you are so damn-killing!"

A crazy sound came from a fire house. With a loud "bang", there was a sudden burst of bricks and stones in the ruins of the collapsed house next to it, sparks flew. A man flew up from the flames, was in mid-air, and his palms suddenly slapped.

This person is about thirties, with a full forehead, a high nose and big eyes, a gorgeous outfit, tall and majestic figure, and extraordinary momentum.

But at this moment, in anger, there was no longer the look of holding the former Zhizhu and being high above.

His eyes were blasting fire, and his face was distorted due to hatred. As he slapped his palms, a strong wind suddenly condensed the air around Yang Yi. At this moment, Yang Yi seemed to be wrapped in the rock formed by the air. "A whole piece of air" was shrouded in the force of this person's palm, solidifying Yang Yi.

The originally thin and invisible air, driven by the power of this person's palm, turned into a wall that imprisoned Yang Yi.

This person's palm power was extremely strange. With one palm, the palm power was neither slapped from the front nor circling from the back. Instead, it enveloped the enemy in all directions, turned the virtual into the real, and shot out a cage that imprisoned the opponent out of thin air, causing the opponent's body to be sluggish, restrained his hands and feet, and was unable to deal with his attack.

Even if he is an equal opponent, he will inevitably have a moment of delay when encountering such an attack method. With this moment of effort, it is enough for him to use his killer to kill the opponent.

With this person's skill, not to mention an ordinary warrior, even a martial arts master, he could not have the power to struggle after being pressed in such a void, and there was no need for the follow-up methods he prepared.

But Yang Yi is not an ordinary warrior. If he wanted to avoid him when his palm power was shrouded by him, even if the palm power was ten times more advanced, it would not be possible to trap him.

But out of curiosity about this technique, he did not avoid it and let the opponent's palm power fall on him.

As the big man flew in front of him and his palms were about to slap him at the top of the door, Yang Yi and his men and horses flew to the side and instantly escaped from the other party's palm power.

"Is this the "Sutra on the Source of All Things"? It's true that it is well-known!"

Yang Yi instantly landed on the ground with his yellow horse in his legs, looking at the middle-aged man who slapped his palms in the air, suddenly stopped, and landed silently, "Are you Xu Kaishan?"

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Yi, and his distorted expression had long disappeared, replaced by a deep and calm surface like the deep water of the old pond, making it difficult to measure the depth.

It seems that his expression of grief and anger just now was all revealed in appearance, and he deliberately pretended to be like this, rather than being really angry.

He slowly straightened up and stared at Yang Yi with his eyes, "Yes, I'm Xu Kaishan!"

The raging fire beside him made his face red, and Xu Kaishan's eyes showed extremely coldness, as if he could penetrate deep into his bones, "Mr. Yang, have you killed enough?"

Yang Yi laughed to the sky, "More? Not enough!"

He sat upright on the back of a horse and stretched out his halberd. "What's the point of killing this little person? For Yang, warm-up is not enough!"

Xu Kaishan looked calm and said softly: "What are you going to do? Do you really want to kill them all?"

Yang Yi laughed: "I won't come to find you, you'll mess with me!"

Amid the laughter, the long halberd in his hand suddenly shot out!

The moment the long halberd hit, Xu Kaishan was shocked. The air around his body solidified as the substance, and he was like a small insect in amber, and he could no longer move.

"This... this is the practice in the wisdom sutra I have controlled all the roots of all dharmas!"

Feeling the pressure of air from all directions, Xu Kaishan's face changed color and he hurriedly struggled with luck.

A green light flashed in front of him, and Yang Yi's long halberd had already arrived in front of him.

The halberd blade was like a ghost coming out of another space, silent, but it revealed endless murderous aura. When Xu Kaishan looked at the halberd, his whole mind was attracted by the stabbing halberd blade.

It seemed that the cold-glowed halberd blade had infinite magic power. As long as you look at it, it would be "stick" by it, and the whole person's mind was difficult to break free. For a moment, it seemed as if he had entered the most terrifying nightmare and had lost control of himself.

"ah!"

Xu Kaishan's horrified face suddenly flashed with blue and red colors. At the moment when Yang Yi's long halberd was about to penetrate his chest, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, slapped his palms in front, and his body retreated like an electric shock.

He finally made a spiritual breakthrough in the fear of death, instantly getting rid of the deadly magical attraction of Yang Yi's long halberd, and using the self-harm mental method. When he was about to die, he grasped the mysterious trajectory of Yang Yi's long halberd.

"Bang!"

Xu Kaishan slapped his palms forward with his palms, and the change reappeared in the impossible changes, and finally caught Yang Yi's lightning-like halberd.

The huge qi roared, shaking the nearby flames, and the half-collapsed house collapsed, smoke and dust spread everywhere, and fires soared into the sky.

The palms and halberds intersected, and Xu Kaishan Ying halberd flew out, and was in mid-air, bleeding profusely.

Yang Yi's physical strength and internal strength are united, and under the great master, there is no match.
Chapter completed!