Qingzhou City, a city with a radius of thousands of miles, has a somewhat heavy atmosphere, and there are even fewer pedestrians on the streets.
All warriors coming and going are strictly interrogated, especially those at the imperial level who are under the age of thirty, will be interrogated several times.
This made the entire Qingzhou City very nervous, but the warriors who were interrogated were too angry and dared not speak out, so they could only swallow their anger.
Some unskilled casual cultivators even disappeared inexplicably in the name of being interrogated. Fortunately, they only left behind the "suspicious items" in the space ring.
Although their treasures have become "suspicious items", most warriors have chosen to remain silent, because they know that this force cannot be offended, not to mention their casual cultivators, and even some famous sects cannot afford to offend them.
Because they come from the legendary Zifeng Holy Land, which is a behemoth that towers over all forces. The force founded by the Holy Lord has been passed down for countless years.
This time I heard that someone had killed the core disciples of Zifeng Holy Land, which made Lei Lei, the head of the Holy Land, furious and ordered that the murderer must be caught and his whole family destroyed.
Portraits were spread all over the streets, and the face of a handsome boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old appeared on them.
This makes many people unable to believe that this young man is the murderer who killed the core disciples of Zifeng Holy Land.
However, this portrait has been jointly confirmed by Tianning Mansion, Blood Killing Sect, Sifengyuan and Scarlet Blood Sect, so there is absolutely no mistake.
It suddenly caused an uproar in Qingzhou City. After all, that day when the ancestor of the Shenhai Sect shouted out the theft of the Five-Colored Jade Ambergris, countless people heard it.
But later, when the four major sects came to settle accounts with Shenhai Sect, they found that Shenhai Sect had been deserted, not even a ghost.
Only then did people suddenly realize that what the treasure thief shouted was probably true. The ancestor of the Shenhai Sect might really be a demon.
But before this matter could cause too much trouble, the three elders of the Purple Wind Holy Land arrived in Qingzhou City, casting a shadow over the entire Qingzhou.
"Do you think that person will show up? If it were me, I would definitely not come out to die."
"Who knows, I found that the Holy Land is quite idiotic. If they start such a big battle, people would have already heard the news and fled."
"Shh, keep your voice down, you don't want your fucking life, I still want to live a few more years."
Such discussions were heard in countless corners of Qingzhou City. Obviously, they were not optimistic about this arrest operation in the Holy Land.
In front of the interstate teleportation array in Qingzhou City, four guards stood listlessly. For more than half a month, almost no one had used the teleportation array.
Because a white-haired old man guards in front of the teleportation array every day, no matter who wants to use the teleportation array, they need to go through strict investigation.
In the first few days, several people disappeared inexplicably after being investigated. As a result, for more than half a month, there was not a single person using the teleportation array.
It can be said that they have not received a single gold coin for such a long time. You must know that the daily income of this teleportation array is tens of millions of gold coins.
The results are now good, and the business has been shut down all of a sudden. It is estimated that the hearts of those who run the teleportation array are bleeding.
A guard glanced helplessly at the old man sitting cross-legged on the teleportation array. He had an impulse to activate the teleportation array and send this old guy away forever.
When he was thinking about this great idea, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder, which scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
Just as he was about to scold the man, his eyes suddenly stared like light bulbs, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say a word.
A pair of young men and women appeared in front of him. The young man was smiling at him. He recognized this young man. He was the young man who tipped them generously and was wanted by the Holy Land.
When he saw Ye Yang appearing, he didn't dare to speak, and kept darting his eyes toward the teleportation array, telling Ye Yang to run away.
But before Ye Yang understood what he meant, a cry of surprise came.
"It's him, the murderer has appeared."
No matter what he shouted, dozens of people immediately surrounded Ye Yang and the two of them, drawing out their weapons, ready to take action at any time.
Ye Yang was stunned for a moment. When he saw a large group of people surrounding him, he noticed that the teleportation array was covered with his portrait.
Ye Yang suddenly realized that he was wanted because of his feelings. No wonder the guard kept giving him winks.
At this time, the old man sitting cross-legged on the teleportation array opened his eyes, as if two sharp swords were sweeping towards Ye Yang, "Did you kill my Holy Land disciple Jiang Yichen?"
"No?" Ye Yang shook his head.
"I still want to make excuses. Countless people watched you kill Yichen." The old man looked at Ye Yang coldly and said in a sinister tone.
"He killed himself. If he didn't mess with me, he wouldn't have died, so he can only count himself as committing suicide." Ye Yang analyzed it.
"You dare to quibble with me and kill my Holy Land disciples. You will cause a huge disaster and your entire clan will be destroyed." The old man said sternly.
Ye Yang's face turned cold. He hated it most when others called for genocide. How much hatred could he have to annihilate the entire clan?
"Old stick, don't be so shameless. You've stayed in the Holy Land for a long time, and your head is probably full of maggots. Stop using chicken feathers as arrows. If you want to eat shit, go home as soon as possible." Ye Yang cursed loudly.
Everyone in the audience fell into a daze. They were all disciples of the Holy Land. They were well aware of the majesty of this elder. Even ordinary sect leaders would be polite when they saw him. How could anyone dare to abuse him like this?
"Little beast looking for death"
The elder of the Purple Wind Holy Land was immediately furious. After so many years of living, this was the first time someone dared to scold him, and his lungs were about to explode.
The space fluctuated, and the old man appeared in front of Ye Yang, grabbing Ye Yang's throat with a big hand.
"Go to hell"
Ye Yang turned a blind eye to that hand, stretched out his hand, hair first, and slapped the elder of Zifeng Holy Land hard on the face.
"Pa"
The cry was so loud that anyone who was not deaf within a hundred miles could hear it, and the elders of the Purple Wind Holy Land were immediately knocked away.
Like a cannonball, it flew out with a roaring sound, and a building several hundred feet away was knocked down by it.
This moment shocked everyone, especially the disciples of the Purple Wind Holy Land. The elders who had always been aloof and had reached the late stage of the sect master's cultivation were actually slapped away. It was hard for them to accept this fact. For a moment, they were stunned.
Like a duck listening to thunder, it remained motionless.
"Little beast, I will cut you into pieces"
After a monstrous roar, the old man's whole body exploded with momentum, and the building behind him and the people inside were immediately shattered into pieces.
The elder of Zifeng Holy Land was so angry that he was going crazy. Unexpectedly, he stumbled here, which made his old face turn as red as a purple eggplant.
When he took action just now, he was not planning to kill Ye Yang in one fell swoop. He had to leave him alive and hand it over to the leader.
In addition, seeing that Ye Yang only had the cultivation level of an emperor, although he knew that he might have killed Jiang Yichen, he did not think that Ye Yang relied on his strength.
And since he was already a late-stage sect leader, squeezing an emperor to death was like an ant. As a result, he was slapped hard in the face due to his carelessness.
Seeing the old man running towards him, Ye Yang glanced at the teleportation array. This was not the place to do anything. If the teleportation array was destroyed, he would be in big trouble.
Ye Yang whispered to Feng Qing'er, "Be careful," and rushed towards the elder of Zifeng Holy Land, raising his hand and punching him.
When the old man saw Ye Yang suddenly running towards him and daring to attack him, he became even more furious and punched him.
At this time, he was so angry that he had forgotten the idea of surviving. He now wanted to punch the boy in front of him into a pulp.
"Bang"
The elder from the Purple Wind Holy Land hit Ye Yang's shoulder with his fist, but before he could see the blood mist in his imagination, he felt a pain in his chest and was knocked away by a powerful force.
Everyone understood this blow clearly. Ye Yang used his shoulder to receive the punch from the elder of the Purple Wind Holy Land, and at the same time, his fist also hit the opponent's chest.
Ye Yang was knocked back more than ten feet by a powerful force, but the elder of Zifeng Holy Land opposite him spat out blood and flew more than ten miles away.
Ye Yang did not stop, his wings appeared behind him, and his whole body turned into a stream of light. He was incredibly fast. He caught up with the elder of the Purple Wind Holy Land and punched him hard again.
"Bang"
The elder of the Purple Wind Holy Land had just suppressed the boiling energy and blood when he saw Ye Yang punching him again and hurriedly blocked it.
"Wow"
The elder of Zifeng Holy Land spurted out another mouthful of blood and was knocked away by the powerful force. However, before he could recover, Ye Yang's ghostly figure appeared in front of him again and punched out again.
The elder of Zifeng Holy Land was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that he missed a move and was caught by Ye Yang. Without giving him a chance to breathe, he could only be knocked away with another punch.
Three consecutive punches knocked the elder of the Purple Wind Holy Land hundreds of miles away. Now that he was far away from the teleportation array, he was finally much safer.
The interstate teleportation array was originally located on the outskirts of the city, but now it has traveled more than a hundred miles and is outside the city, so it can be fought with confidence.
Ye Yang didn't want to hurt innocent people during the fight. Even if he didn't hurt himself, he would still feel guilty.
The city had been alarmed by the fight just now, and countless strong men came to watch. When they came, they saw a young man, punching the old man away with one punch after another. He didn't even have the strength to fight back, and they couldn't help but fall into
Sluggish.
"Am I right? That old man seems to be the elder of Zifeng Holy Land."
"You also saw it? That means I must have read it right."
"Oh my god, the murderer actually appeared. He is so powerful at such a young age. It's too exaggerated."
"Hey, there's so much excitement now. I really hope that boy can bring down the prestige of the Holy Land. They've been too rampant these years."
At this time, the elder of Zifeng Holy Land finally took a breath, shouted and slapped Ye Yang with his palm.
He has lost his calmness now. If he was still sane, he would have discovered that Ye Yang was fine with being hit by him.
"idiot"
Ye Yang cursed lightly, as expected, this old guy's head was broken. His body was now extremely strong, and he was still fighting with him.
Seeing the old man gnashing his teeth and attacking, Ye Yang raised his fist high, like hitting a ball, and slapped the old man away with one palm.
Suddenly two sharp auras rose up and rushed towards Ye Yang. (To be continued)