"Ah, my legs"

Ye Feng hugged his right leg and howled in pain. He could feel that the bones of his right leg had cracked. He could not believe how Yang Qi, who had been knocked back by him just now, had such strength.

He looked at Yang Qi with red eyes, "What did you do!"

Yang Qi glanced at him, "But that's it."

Ye Feng was furious. This was originally what he used to mock Yang Qi. At this time, Yang Qi used it to mock him, which made it difficult for him to accept. It was just that the severe pain in his right leg made it difficult for him to stand up, let alone attack Yang Qi.

"Even Ye Feng is not his opponent!"

"How strong is he?"

Ye Feng's crushing defeat shocked everyone around him. Yang Qi's strength seemed to have no upper limit, refreshing their imagination again and again.

However, Yang Qi stopped looking at Ye Feng and looked at Jiang Buqun with a gloomy gaze. "Do you want your men to come out by yourself after they die, or come out now?"

"asshole!"

"Stop being proud of it!"

The twelve disciples of the Punishment Hall next to Jiang Buqun were furious, and they were actually underestimated so much. Even though Yang Qi was shocked to defeat Ye Feng, each of them was a genius in the Punishment Hall, so how could they be afraid of Yang Qi alone?

There were twelve of them.

"A genius in the Hall of Punishment will only bully the less!"

Guo Yue's voice was cold, standing beside Yang Qi, the long sword appeared in her hand, and she was ready for battle. Ding Ling, Ji Yang and Chen Baisui also flashed, and came to Yang Qi, looking at the dozens of people in the Zhengchao Hall with unkind eyes.

Even though they were not many, they were not afraid at all. Li Shuang's serious injury had already made them angry. Since Yang Qi had already achieved this point, they would not retreat no matter what.

Jiang Buqun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Junior Sister Guo, are you sure you want to be with this boy who doesn't know how to be so arrogant? It's a serious crime to make such a big fuss in the Punishment Hall!"

Guo Yue looked at Jiang Buqun without fear at all, "Don't put us on a high hat, we are just here to find you, we can't afford to make a big fuss in the punishment hall."

Then she sneered, "Jiang Buqun, if you want to take action against us today with the power of the Punishment Hall, you have to think about the consequences!"

Ding Ling suddenly shouted loudly, "Everyone, come and see, these genius disciples of the Xingzhu Hall have joined forces to bully people! No wonder some people used to say that the Xingzhu Hall is not divided between public and private, and abuses power!"

Everyone around was in a state of turmoil. In addition to fear, there was also a hint of anger and unwillingness in their eyes when they looked at the disciples of the Xingzhu Temple. It seemed that they had suffered some injustice before.

Ding Ling smiled and looked at Jiang Buqun with a gloomy face. "Senior Brother Jiang, I have always believed that the Zheng Punishment Hall enforces the law impartially, and the public and private are clear, do you think so?"

Jiang Buqun glanced at the whispering crowd around him. As his face changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course, my punishment hall has always been the most fair."

Ding Ling's eyes rolled, "Since it's fair, it seems that she won't do anything to bully the less!"

More than a dozen disciples in the Punishment Hall looked at Jiang Buqun's "Senior Brother" with frowns.

Jiang Buqun took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

A smile flashed in Guo Yue's eyes, and Ding Ling, the little girl, was smart.

Then she looked at Jiang Buqun and said lightly, "The Punishment Hall clearly distinguishes public and private affairs, I will report to the Great Elder truthfully."

Jiang Buqun's face looked even more ugly, "Thank you, Junior Sister Guo!"

Yang Qi nodded slightly to Guo Yue and Ding Ling, and they slowly retreated, and Yang Qi was the only one left in the field again.

Yang Qi looked at Jiang Buqun, "Jiang Buqun, have you been looking for me for a long time? Come out."

Jiang Buqun suddenly showed a sinister smile and looked at Yang Qi mockingly, "I just said that I won't bully the less, but I didn't say that I want to fight you."

The smile on Ding Ling's face disappeared, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through her heart.

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Buqun had already said to the young man on his left, "Go and clean him up."

"yes!"

The young man flashed and came to the scene, looking at Yang Qi with a serious expression, and a big sword appeared in his hand.

His strength is also as high as the seventh level of the Domo, and his strength is equal to Ye Feng. Yang Qi can defeat Ye Feng, so he naturally dare not be as careless as Ye Feng, so he took out his weapon at the first time.

Jiang Buqun looked proud. Even if they could not bully the few with the more, even if they were one-on-one, he had twelve subordinates, and the wheel battle could kill Yang Qi, so he didn't need to take action at all.

At the same time, everyone learned about his thoughts in an instant, and couldn't help but curse insidiousness in their hearts. The previous sentence agreed not to bully the less, but turned around and used wheel battles. This is not insidiousness, what is it.

Guo Yue's figure moved and was about to step forward, but she saw Yang Qi lifting his right hand to stop her. She couldn't see the light in Yang Qi's eyes that were facing her back at this moment.

Yang Qi's eyes fell on the big sword in the young man's hand, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes. He remembered that the treasure pot had not swallowed weapons for a long time.

"Punishment Hall, Zhao Kong!"

"Yang Qi."

Swish!

The two figures suddenly disappeared from the spot and quickly approached under the solemn eyes of everyone.

"Chaoyang sword technique!"

Zhao Kong swept out the big knife in his hand and took Yang Qi's abdomen. The big knife cut through the air, and the whistling sound stimulated everyone's nerves. Then everyone looked at Yang Qi in shock, stretched out their right hand, and actually greeted the blade of the big knife directly.

Zhao Kong frowned, his eyes became cold, and he felt that he was underestimated.

"Catch my magic weapon with empty hands. Since you are so arrogant, then bear the consequences of your arrogant!"

Zhao Kong sneered, and more energy was poured into the blade. Even if he cut off Yang Qi's right hand with one knife, it would be that Yang Qi was trying to die and had nothing to do with him.

Yang Qi smiled faintly, "Only if you have strength can you be arrogant."

It was also at this moment that one knife and one palm finally collided.

bite!

A crisp sound spread and everyone was slightly stunned. This sound was like the sound of two pieces of metal colliding, why did it come from Yang Qi's hands?

When everyone was confused, Yang Qi actually grabbed the blade, and the big sword stopped in the air without any impetuous progress.

Zhao Kong's pupils shrank, and his big sword seemed to have slashed on the metal, but it was Yang Qi's palm that blocked his big sword, and he didn't understand.

Of course he couldn't see that there was a layer of black mist covering it on Yang Qi's palm at this time. The black mist condensed into small and dense scales in his right palm. The big knife slashed on these black scales and could not hurt him at all.

After the poisonous dragon spirit reaches its current limit, it can strengthen Yang Qi's skin, just like a real poisonous dragon scale, with extremely strong defense. Of course, the real poisonous dragon scales cannot be called magic weapons, even magic weapons, spiritual weapons and even ground weapons cannot leave any traces. Yang Qi is still far from reaching that level.

Zhao Kong stomped his right foot and wanted to pull the distance back. Yang Qi also tapped his right foot and his figure bent forward. At the same time, his right hand slashed across the sword's body at a strange angle, and slapped Zhao Kong's right wrist hard.

The right wrist hurt, and Zhao Kong relaxed his right hand, but he forced the Yuanli to control his five fingers, preventing him from letting go, and then he barely grabbed the hilt of the knife.

"ah!"

He roared angrily. Although his right hand was weak, he swept out with his right arm and led the big knife to slash Yang Qi's chest.

Although this reaction is commendable, unfortunately he met Yang Qi, a fighting master. Although Zhao Kong's move was a bit amazing, his wrists would be stiff and lack of change when he used any weapon.

Yang Qi's figure was slightly like a ghost on the right side, and the big sword slashed through Yang Qi's chest with a slight difference.

Bang!

Without any mercy, Yang Qi threw a leg whip on Zhao Kong's belly and knocked Zhao Kong to the ground.

Then Yang Qi's figure flashed and stepped on Zhao Kong's heart, making Zhao Kong, who was struggling to get up, dare not move any longer.

Yang Qi looked down at Zhao Kong, "I'll take my spoils away, do you have any objections?"

Although it was a question, it had no intention of asking. Yang Qi's right hand waved, and the big knife fell into Yang Qi's hands, and he immediately put it into the treasure pot.

Zhao Kong's eyes trembled, but he felt the heavy force above his heart and did not dare to make any objection.

Yang Qi with satisfaction took back his feet and looked up at Jiang Buqun and said "Next."

Jiang Buqun's face turned cold and said to the other person beside him, "Go."

The young man looked at Yang Qi with an ugly expression, with a faint fear in his pupils. Even Ye Feng and Zhao Kong were defeated miserably. He only had the strength of the sixth level of Tuofan, so how could he fight Yang Qi?

But Jiang Buqun stared at him straight and he didn't dare to disobey his intentions. After gritting his teeth, he still flashed and came opposite Yang Qi.

Yang Qi said calmly, "You are not my opponent."

The long sword appeared in the young man's hand, looking at Yang Qi with a heavy face, "I know."

He knew that his mission was to just hold Yang Qi as much as possible and consume Yang Qi's physical strength and energy.

Yang Qi's eyes fell on the sword in the young man's hand, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes. Now, he was looking forward to Jiang Buqun's wheel battle.

Swish!

Yang Qi's figure flashed, and his fist strengthened by the poisonous dragon spirit turned into a black thunder and directly hit the sword.

The sword suddenly bent, and powerful fluctuations burst out. The young man's face turned pale, and his five internal organs seemed to be shifting. Then his body involuntarily flew into the air and then smashed on the ground.

"Next."

Yang Qi put away his long sword and said lightly.

"you go!"

Bang!

Another disciple of the sixth level of Tufan was also Yang Qi's punch.

Yang Qi once again took over a long sword magic weapon and raised his head to "next."

Jiang Buqun said to a young man on the right, "Go."
To be continued...