The old beggar was trembling.
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little weird.
But the more this happened, the more scared the old beggar became.
He knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise his head.
He felt that there was an unimaginable pressure all around him, so much that he could hardly breathe.
Is this the coercion of an expert?
I didn't expect it to be so terrifying!
The old beggar felt extremely awe-inspiring.
He is at the level of Gui Qiao Realm.
But at this moment, under this pressure, I just feel as small as an ant.
It seemed that as long as Ye Qingyun was willing, he didn't need to take action. Just this pressure alone could crush the old beggar to death.
And the longer the silence lasted, the pressure seemed to get stronger and stronger.
The old beggar broke out in cold sweat.
His body was almost touching the ground.
There was even a look of pain on his face.
"Exalted Master, have mercy on me!"
He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Speak out and beg for mercy.
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
Does this old guy have some serious illness?
I didn't do anything, why did I suddenly ask for mercy?
What's wrong with this?
"Well, you should get up first and then talk."
Ye Qingyun spoke.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the pressure around him immediately dissipated.
The old beggar breathed a long sigh of relief and felt extremely relaxed.
He thought to himself that Master Ye's cultivation was truly unfathomable.
Such strong pressure can be given away at any time, which shows that his strength has reached a level that the old beggar cannot predict at all.
"Master, the old beggar dare not get up."
The old beggar said tremblingly.
Ye Qingyun was a little speechless.
"You get up first. Do you know that it's very difficult for me to talk to you if you lie down like this?"
The old beggar quickly stood up.
Just looking at his posture, Ye Qingyun was completely frightened.
Standing in front of Ye Qingyun at this moment, he was as well-behaved as a big baby.
Although this big baby is really a bit old.
"Don't call me Gao Ren. I get scared when I hear the word Gao Ren. It's not a good thing."
Ye Qingyun said again.
The old beggar nodded repeatedly.
"I know Mr. Ye!"
Only then did Ye Qingyun look satisfied.
This title of Young Master suits me, Ye Qingyun, so well.
Who makes me graceful and graceful, like a jade tree facing the wind?
"Leader Hong, what are you Beggars doing? Why are you attacking the capitals of Tianwu Dynasty and Fengwu Dynasty?"
Ye Qingyun did not forget about business.
"I heard that Empress Wu Liantian was forced to flee by your Beggar Gang disciples, and Emperor Wu Dongfang Su was almost captured by your Beggar Gang."
"Why do you beggars start such a big battle?"
The old beggar was speechless.
The old beggars actually know what the beggars do.
And it was all approved by him.
After all, if he, the leader of the Beggar Clan, doesn't even know what his subordinates are doing, it would be a failure.
But when asked by Ye Qingyun at this moment, the old beggar had a hard time talking.
He could hear that Ye Qingyun was dissatisfied with the behavior of the beggar gang.
"Sir, my beggar gang is here for the poor people in the world."
The old beggar said hesitantly.
Ye Qingyun rolled his eyes.
"Pull him down."
"You can just shout this kind of slogan in other places, but don't shout it in front of me."
The old beggar looked embarrassed.
"Leader Hong, if you really did it for the poor people in the world, you wouldn't do so many things, and you wouldn't condone the Beggar Clan disciples to do whatever they want."
"Don't you look at what the beggar gang disciples everywhere have done to the common people?"
"Nowadays, when people see beggars, they are like seeing robbers. You still say you are doing it for the poor people?"
"In my opinion, you gang of beggars do some evil things in the name of serving the people."
After saying this, the old beggar was speechless and flushed.
If it were anyone else, how could the old beggar tolerate others scolding and ridiculing him like this?
But facing Ye Qingyun, the old beggar didn't dare to fart.
I can only accept it honestly.
And Ye Qingyun was actually a little worried, fearing that he would go too far and make the old beggar anxious.
So while he was talking, he was also observing the old beggar's reaction.
Seeing that he looked ashamed and didn't look anxious at all, he continued speaking confidently and boldly.
"This is what the young master taught you."
The old beggar was bitter and unbearable.
Ye Qingyun also sighed.
"Leader Hong, if the Beggar Clan disciples continue like this, I am afraid that Southern Wasteland will fall into chaos, so we should stop as soon as possible."
This is already the limit of what Ye Qingyun can do.
Give the old beggar some advice. As for what the old beggar will do, that is beyond Ye Qingyun's control.
"Don't worry, sir, the old beggar knows what to do!"
The old beggar patted his chest and said.
He took out the jade slip of communication and immediately gave orders to the elders of the Beggar Clan.
Soon, the elders of beggar gangs everywhere received orders from the old beggar.
Many people were shocked.
"Stop? Why did the gang leader suddenly give the order to stop?"
"You want me to leave the Fengwu Dynasty Palace? You don't want me to enjoy it in the palace."
"What exactly is going on?"
Many people in the Beggar Clan feel confused.
It took a lot of effort for them to reach the current situation, and it was time to continue taking drastic measures.
Unexpectedly, gang leader Hong Qigong actually came down
Order them to stop.
Who can accept this?
But this is the old beggar's order, and there is no room for negotiation.
All the elders of the Beggar Clan could only obey.
The beggars who were already acting recklessly in the palace of Fengwu Dynasty were arrested one after another.
Then he slowly withdrew from the capital.
However, after this battle, the vitality of the capital of Fengwu Dynasty was also severely damaged, and the people fled to death.
The entire capital city was in a mess.
Moreover, because the empress Wu Liantian chose to live for herself and was no longer tied to the Fengwu Dynasty, there was no emperor in the Fengwu Dynasty.
After the beggars retreated, several people from the Fengwu Dynasty who had the blood of the Wu family began to fight for the throne.
The Fengwu Dynasty suddenly changed from a beggar's rebellion to a throne-fighting rebellion.
And this was also the beginning of the end of the Fengwu Dynasty.
On Fuyun Mountain, the old beggar looked at Ye Qingyun with a flattering expression.
"Sir, I promise that the Beggar Clan will never do any evil in the future!"
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"That's best."
Ye Qingyun just finished speaking.
Then I heard a huge rumbling sound coming from the bottom of the mountain.
It seems like someone is fighting.
At this moment.
Outside the gate of Shaolin Temple at the foot of the mountain.
Huikong clasped his hands together, frowned, and looked at the two figures in front of him.
The two men were dressed in rags and both looked like beggars. One was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole.
One is cute and fat, like a short winter melon.
Both of them had nine rag pockets fastened to their waists.
Astonishingly, they were two Nine-Pocket Elders.
Two great realms of refining gods!
The movement just now was caused by the fight between these two elders of the God Refining Realm and Huikong.
"What a bald ass you are, I never thought you were strong enough to be able to block a combined attack from the two of us."
The short and fat elder grinned.
This chapter has been completed!