After hearing Peng Weijin's words, Yang Shengping's expression changed. Wang Han's loss of power was indeed not a good thing for their Great Sword Sect, not to mention that their Great Sword Sect had always been closest to Wang Han's lineage.
"Now we know that the situation is over." Seeing Yang Shengping's expression changed drastically, Peng Weijin couldn't help but said proudly: "Your backer has fallen, who else can support you? When the time comes, I will not only crush you, but also
I will also slaughter your Great Sword Sect and make it disappear from this world!"
Peng Weijin said this with a proud look on his face. When he came from the imperial court, he heard some rumors about the palace. It was said that some elders in the palace had plans to depose Wang Han and wanted to support a male disciple.
To take over the power of the palace, or even to support the new generation of emperors who become the Mad Court orthodoxy, only a more powerful male disciple can possibly compete with the candidates from the other three major forces.
Peng Weijin's words were heard by many strong monks present. Many looked at each other in confusion, and some talked in low voices.
"It turns out that he is Yang Shengping, the ancestor of the Great Sword Sect. I heard that the Great Sword Sect and the Royal Mansion are getting closer. Could it be that the Royal Mansion is really going to change hands, and the Mad Court orthodoxy is really going to change." There are some sects,
The big shots from the aristocratic family couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard Peng Weijin's words.
After all, Peng Weijin came from the imperial court, and he could get first-hand information faster than many people. Now it seems that the palace has really changed. Otherwise, the three major forces of the Mad Court Taoism have their legions camped here. The palace has no reason not to
Will camp here.
Peng Weijin's naked threats made Yang Shengping's expression change. Of course, he slapped Peng Weijin severely this time. Yang Shengping also understood that the hatred between him and Pengjiazhuang had been forged, and of course he would not regret such a choice.
At this time, Yang Shengping couldn't help but look at Li Qiye. He was following Li Qiye's lead. No matter what the matter was, he only needed one word from Li Qiye.
Of course, Li Qiye was too lazy to pay attention to Peng Weijin and was still drinking the wine in his glass.
Peng Weijin originally wanted to threaten Yang Shengping and the others first. After all, Yang Shengping and the others were losing their backers and could not protect themselves. In the future, Yang Shengping and the others would not let him trample on them!
Seeing that Yang Shengping didn't say anything and only looked at Li Qiye, Peng Weijin's face turned cold and his eyes revealed a more terrifying murderous intent. He smiled coldly and said to Li Qiye: "Hey, boy, you can't be proud anymore. In the future, you will dominate the world.
This is no longer the palace, and no one can protect you! When the time comes, I'm afraid you will be worse off than dead! Hey, if you want to beg for mercy now and it's too late, or if I am soft-hearted, I will spare your life."
In Peng Weijin's view, the palace has fallen into internal fighting and the situation is over. Now he has no time to protect himself! No matter what kind of background and identity Li Qiye has, if he loses the backer of the palace, it will be sooner or later that he wants to kill Li Qiye.
In his opinion, Li Qiye is just fish on their chopping board.
So Peng Weijin first intimidated Li Qiye and let them live a life of fear. They were shrouded in the shadow of their Pengjiazhuang day and night. They were in fear all day long. After the future situation was determined, he then tortured and killed Li Qiye and the others.
It's not too late either.
Therefore, this time Peng Weijin had the courage to come forward and say harsh words, just to threaten Li Qiye and others and cast a shadow on their hearts, so that he could let out a bad breath and enjoy the pleasure of revenge.
Suddenly, many people looked at Li Qiye. Everyone did not understand how this seemingly unknown boy offended Peng Weijin and how he offended Pengjiazhuang. If this unknown boy really did not have a strong backer,
If so, then becoming an enemy of Peng Weijin would definitely be asking for death.
"Kneel on the ground and kowtow. Please excuse me. I will spare your life." In response to Peng Weijin's words, Li Qiye said calmly without even raising his eyelids or looking at him.
As soon as Li Qiye said these words, the atmosphere in the entire inn suddenly froze, and everyone looked at Li Qiye with wide eyes.
"That's too much. Where did this kid come from? He dared to speak like this to Young Master Peng." Someone said in surprise.
Some disciples from aristocratic families who wanted to show their kindness to Peng Weijin sneered and said coldly: "Someone who doesn't know life and death dares to talk to Young Master Peng like this. He is not overestimating his own abilities. This is asking for death!"
"You little beast, I'm going to kill you!" Originally, Peng Weijin wanted to threaten Li Qiye and the others, to intimidate Li Qiye and him into hiding, so as to vent his anger!
But now Li Qiye's words instantly touched the pain in Peng Weijin's heart. He couldn't help but scream, and grabbed Li Qiye with a big hand.
There was a sound of "Bang——". Before Peng Weijin's hand could touch Li Qiye, it was instantly slapped away by Yang Shengping. Peng Weijin was just a true hero. Compared with Yang Shengping, who had the true strength, he was really different.
Too far.
"Uncle Qi, you kill the man named Yang, I will take care of this kid!" After being blocked by Yang Shengping, Peng Weijin's face changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and felt fierce in his heart. He kept doing it and wanted to fight hard.
"Hmph -" Peng Weijin did not walk in alone. There were many disciples from Pengjiazhuang behind him. Among them, there was an old man who had been standing with a sword in his arms. At this time, he snorted coldly and walked towards Yang Shengping.
This old man is also a strong man in Pengjiazhuang and a true hero, so when he saw this old man, Yang Shengping's face darkened.
"Little beast, kneel down obediently, otherwise, let us break your legs!" At the same time, Pengjiazhuang's disciples no longer needed Peng Weijin to issue orders, and instantly surrounded Li Qiye and his group at a table, revealing
So ruthless.
"Yang Shengping, you shouldn't bully our Pengjiazhuang. You are asking for your own death!" The old man, whom Peng Weijin called his seventh uncle, made a "clang" sound and slowly drew out his sword!
"Slap me!" Li Qiye ordered Yang Shengping, without even looking at them from beginning to end.
As soon as Yang Shengping heard Li Qiye's words, without saying a word, he shouted deeply and grabbed Peng Weijin with his big hand. Peng Weijin's face changed and he shouted: "Young people named Yang, don't be so crazy!" In an instant, he held a short sword in his hand and wanted to
Fight against Yang Shengping.
However, he was only a true hero, so how could he be Yang Shengping's opponent? Hearing the sound of "bang", Peng Weijin was suppressed by Yang Shengping in an instant. The strength of the two sides was so disparate that there was no comparison at all.
"Yang Shengping, stop being crazy!" When he saw Yang Shengping taking action against his junior, the old man shouted, and with a long sword like a river, he instantly struck Yang Shengping.
There was a "bang" sound, and the old man's long sword instantly shattered before it could reach Yang Shengping. Li Qiye only opened his fingers slightly, and his long sword instantly shattered, and at the same time, it was like a Mount Tai pressing down on him.
It's the same on him.
"Kneel down!" Li Qiye ordered.
How could the old man kneel down? His whole body was filled with true energy, and he wanted to take action again, but if he wanted to resist in front of Li Qiye, he would be asking for death.
Hearing the sound of "bang", Li Qiye just pressed lightly with his fingers, and the old man couldn't help but kneel on the ground. His knees hit the floor hard, smashing the floor tiles into pieces and bleeding.
"Get up—" The old man was unwilling to give in. He shouted loudly and unleashed the most powerful force in his life, trying to resist Li Qiye's suppression. Under the violent infuriating energy, he stood up slightly.
But Li Qiye just smiled lightly. Hearing the sound of "click", in that moment, Li Qiye only moved his force slightly, and the old man was suppressed in an instant until all the bones in his body were broken.
Hearing the sound of "bang", at this moment the old man knelt down on the ground and lay there directly. Not only his knees shattered, but also all the bones in his body shattered. His whole body was suppressed there, and he moved
He couldn't move, the ground was covered in blood.
"Kill——" At this time, the disciples of Pengjiazhuang who followed Peng Weijin were eager to save him. They shouted loudly and rushed towards Li Qiye one after another.
But Li Qiye just flicked his sleeves away. When he heard the sound of "bang, bang, bang", all these disciples were swept out, and they couldn't get up for a while.
Seeing such a scene, everyone in the inn couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. Many elders of the aristocratic families could see that this old man was a real man, but he was suppressed to the ground like this.
He couldn't get up, his bones were broken, and from beginning to end, Li Qiye just moved his fingers.
There was a "bang" sound. At this time, Yang Shengping suppressed Peng Weijin and stepped down. Peng Weijin's legs made a "snap" sound and he knelt on the ground.
"Young Master Peng, you have overstepped your bounds!" Yang Shengping said coldly at this time.
Peng Weijin's expression changed drastically. Originally, he had brought an elder here with him. He had great strength, and he was very confident in his heart. He did not expect that it would end like this.
"Yang Shengping, you, if you dare to touch me, I, my Pengjiazhuang, will slaughter your Dajian Sect. If you dare to be an enemy of my Pengjiazhuang, you are an enemy of the entire upper class..." At this time, Peng Weijin couldn't help shouting.
There was a sound of "Pa-", and Yang Shengping grabbed Peng Weijin's hair, slapped him hard, and said slowly: "Young Master Peng, I'm offended."
"Pah, pah, pah..." All of a sudden, Yang Shengping slapped Peng Weijin's face hard one after another!
Yang Shengping slapped Peng Weijin on the face. In the blink of an eye, Peng Weijin's mouth was filled with blood.
"I don't have a long memory." Li Qiye shook his head and said calmly.
Peng Weijin went crazy with shame and anger. In a short period of time, he was slapped twice like this. The first time, Wang Han was suppressing him. This time, even Wang Han was not around, and he was beaten so cruelly in public.
A slap in the face, this is really a great shame and humiliation in his life!