"Help! Open the door! Crazy Yang is here!"

A man in blue lame his legs, running and howling. Blood flowed from his left thigh, and a short knife was inserted into his butt, and the hilt swayed endlessly as he ran.

On the empty street, he saw a door and knocked on the door for help. But now the common people in Zhanyu City have long known that there were revenge today, so they all closed the door tightly, for fear that the fight between these martial arts figures would affect their own family, and they all ignored the shouts of killing outside.

This is also the rule of the Han Dynasty for thousands of years. The struggles of martial arts figures cannot affect the common people. If they dare to kill the people in vain, all factions in the world will kill them together!

Of course, the people cannot participate in the revenge and killing of the world at will, otherwise they will be attentive to their own lives and death.

At this time, the lame man in Qingyi knocked on the door and asked for help, but no one was willing to open the gate of the courtyard for him. He heard the sound of horse hooves behind him getting closer and closer. The man in Qingyi turned around in despair and looked at Yang Crazy Man who was chasing him.

Yang Yi on the horse's back held Gu Caiyu in his arms with his left hand, held a halberd in his right hand, and slowly approached the man in blue-clothed on the bluestone path.

"Yang Yi, you... don't bully people too much!"

The man in green raised his single sword in his hand and pointed at Yang Yi, "You have already slaughtered all the masters in the city. What else do you want to do?"

Yang Yi walked forward with his halberd, without saying a word, and slowly walked to him.

"Give me...Give me your life!"

The man in green could not bear the pressure of slowly approaching. He knelt down on his own and almost cried and begged for mercy. "Young Master Yang, the villain was just confused for a moment and was fascinated by the treasure. Then he came to Zhanyu City to prepare for fishing in the muddy waters..."

"Die!"

Before he could finish his words begging for mercy, Yang Yi waved the green halberd in his hand and had already cut off his head.

Amid the sound of blood splattering, the yellow horse slowly turned around and walked on the road that had always been around.

It was dusk at this time, and the streets were filled with blood and energy. Looking around, there were dead bodies everywhere.

These people have various kinds of death. Some are nailed to the wall, some are hung on trees, some are lost in their heads, some are cut off in the waist, and some are even half-tied on the ground, leaving only their legs standing in the air.

Yang Yi rode on the horse, his face full of bleakness.

The female dragon on the Huanglong River once said, "You humans are so strange! The same tribes actually kill each other!"

But since Yang Yi debuted, the most he did was to kill the same race. Today, he was furious and slaughtered all the martial arts people in the Chamyu City, killing so many people at once. This is the first time in the main world.

"Um?"

Yang Yi, who was thinking, sat upright on the horse's back and looked to the street.

On the side of the alley in front, a fortune teller holding a flag was standing by quietly, watching himself shaking his head. Seeing Yang Yi’s eyes swept, the fortune teller smiled and walked slowly to Yang Yi’s horse, "Young Master Yang, you are so murderous!"

Yang Yi glanced at the fortune teller a few times and laughed: "Since I am very murderous, I can stop me, why didn't I speak until now?"

The fortune teller smiled and said, "They have been killed in this killing disaster. I have repeatedly persuaded me. They just don't listen. It's hard to persuade the damn ghost. They are fascinated by the treasures and are hard to dissuade them. Even if they don't die in your hands, they will die in the hands of others. It's all good to die in the hands of Mr. Yang!"

Yang Yi laughed a few times and said, "Goodbye!"

With a horse's belly clipped, the yellow horse trotted forward, leaving only the fortune teller standing there in a daze.

After a while, the fortune teller shook his head and laughed, "All the children of the Yang family were unable to see through, especially this third brother, who has a mysterious fate. It's really strange!"

"This third brother was called a rice worm. Why do you look more majestic than his two brothers now?"

He thought for a long time and suddenly sighed: "Master Yang, hehe, Yang family! I still can't see through you!"

When Yang Yi walked to the Zhanyucheng Prefecture, the city lord Huo Juncheng and others looked at Yang Yi with their eyes changed, full of fear.

Huo Juncheng trotted to Yang Yi and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, now that you have killed so many people, won't you cause any big trouble?"

Yang Yi said: "If there is something wrong, I will follow it!" After helping Gu Caiyu to the living room and sat down, Yang Yi said to Huo Juncheng: "Mr. Huo, Miss Gu is now seriously poisoned. I have to go out and find some antidote. Let her rest for a while with you first, and I will come here!"

Huo Juncheng said: "Your Majesty know, don't worry, sir!"

He comforted Yang Yi and said, "Miss Gu is a lucky person, so don't be too anxious!"

Yang Yi said: "Do your best and follow the destiny of heaven!"

Without further ado, I stepped out of the mansion and walked out of the Zhanyu City.

Since seeing Gu Caiyu being poisoned, Yang Yi has already figured out that if he wants to remove the poison in Gu Caiyu, he has to find some poisonous substances, use poison to fight the poison, and hedge against the toxins in Gu Caiyu's body, so that she may save her life.

But now he is not very familiar with this great Han world, so where can I find these poisonous things? Even if I want to borrow the power of the government, I will not be able to find what I want in a short while, but Gu Caiyu's physical condition cannot be delayed at all.

There is only one choice for the present plan, that is, enter the bronze gate and find peerless poisons so that they can use them to extend their lives with Gu Caiyu.

He is most familiar with the gold novels. The most powerful ones are nothing more than poisons such as golden thorax, seven-star crabapple, ice silkworm cold poison, mulberry ruga, etc. He has only heard of these poisons, but has never seen them. The earlier the Jin martial arts, the more prosperous the martial arts, and so on. Martial arts are like this. I think about the rest of the things, even the level of the poison should be balanced with martial arts.

Among the Jin novels, the earliest historical period is the Tianlong Bazi. Since that's the case, without further ado, Yang Yi planned to walk out of the Chamyu City and enter the bronze portal and then enter the Tianlong Bazi world.

Just as I left the city gate, suddenly the wind sounded in front of me, and several yellow-robed monks walked towards me.

Looking closely, these monks are all tall and fat, big and thick, all of whom are extremely fat, big and strong, and they look quite familiar.

Seeing them, Yang Yi suddenly remembered the fat monk whom he killed in the city who said he had killed innocent people. He was dressed like the monks in front of him and his body shape. It seemed that the dead monk and the monks in front of him were of the same sect.

In the blink of an eye, several monks had already arrived in front of Yang Yi.

The fattest monk in the lead bowed to Yang Yi and asked softly: "Amitabha, this donor, dare you ask if you have ever seen a monk who looks like us?"

Although the monk who asked this question was big and thick, he was surprisingly gentle when asked, and he was not as good as a person of his size.

Yang Yi said: "See you!"

The fat monk said happily: "Amitabha, how dare you ask the donor if you know where others are now?"

Yang Yi said: "Die!"

"ah!"

The fat monk said in surprise: "Die? How did he die? My junior brother is among the top dozens of masters in my Jinding Dalun Temple. Why did he die suddenly?"

Yang Yi said: "I killed me!"

The fat monk said, "Don't make such a joke. Isn't killing a person a trivial matter?"

Yang Yi said: "How many people in the world dare to commit suicide by killing the monk from Jinding Dalun Temple?"

The fat monk was stunned, his smile suddenly became restrained, and his big face, which looked like a basin, stared at Yang Yi, "Who are you?"

Yang Yi said: "If you want to know who I am? You will know it just by asking!"

The fat monk nodded and said, "No, you will know it when you ask!"

He suddenly jumped up and reached out to grab Yang Yi, "Donor, please stay for a while. It will not be too late to leave the city after the monk finished asking!"

The fat monk grabbed the fat monk like wind and lightning, which was very fast and powerful, and also had a great force that was implicitly contained. Ordinary masters must not avoid it.

But Yang Yi swept out his halberd and forced him to retreat. With the remaining momentum, the strong wind was everywhere. Even the monks next to him screamed and retreated quickly. Yang Yi glanced at the monks and laughed and said, "I'm so annoyed to kill people today. I don't want to kill them anymore. You are very lucky!"

Before several monks could react, they had already run away.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!