"Bold, who dares to break into our Qingyangmen headquarters?"
A big man, who seemed to be the little leader of the Qingyang Sect, came after hearing the news. Without saying a word, he stabbed Ye Fan's head with a machete.
puff.
Wan Guihai moved, ducked over and kicked the big man away.
The big man vomited blood and flew backwards, but was caught by someone. It was Gao Qingyang who came over. He looked at the door and then at the big man's sunken chest, his face gloomy.
After putting the big man down, Qing Qingyang noticed Mingri Mingyue and his wife again, and that Mingri was holding the dying Gao Changzong in his hands.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, HD Yang's pupils shrank and his face changed drastically.
Brothers Gao Changzong and Gao Changlin are members of his Gao family. It can be said that they are his younger brothers from the Qingyang family and are related by blood.
Actually...
"Asshole!"
Even though Gao Qingyang was thinking deeply, he couldn't help shouting sadly at this moment: "Chang Zong!"
"Brother."
Gao Changzong regained some of his consciousness and said feebly: "Chang Lin, Chang Lin was beaten to death. This man is powerful, brother...brother, be careful."
After saying that, Gao Changzong's whole body drooped and lost his vitality.
"Ahhhhhh."
High definition sun roar.
Tomorrow threw Gao Changzong's body away, and then sneered: "Qing Qingyang, is it painful? Now you realize how painful it is for those forces that were destroyed by your Qingyang Sect. The Nanling Jianghu has been calm these years, but you are so ambitious and stir up trouble."
Disputes are deserving of death!"
"Hahaha."
HD Yang laughed angrily and said viciously: "What a crime that deserves death. Tomorrow, you loser, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you... It was you who saved the Sun and Moon Gate!"
"good."
"Okay, okay, there is a way to heaven but you are not there, and there is no door to hell. You will fall into it by yourself. Killing my left and right guardians will ruin my plan. Today, even if the gods come, they can't save you."
Ye Fan's face was calm, he ignored everything, and asked indifferently: "Han Qing, how did you murder him."
Suddenly, HD Yang's heart beat violently.
He asked with an unkind expression: "What is your relationship with Han Qing?"
For Qing Qingyang, Han Qing is a taboo. Murdering Han Qing is a last resort. He knows that there is a huge force behind Han Qing, but he doesn’t know what it is. Over the past month, Qing Qingyang has been worried about Han Qing’s back.
Power takes revenge.
Therefore, the headquarters has been moved several times this month.
But still not caught.
"No matter who you are, Han Qing, now that you are here, don't even think about leaving." Qing Qingyang waved his hand, and his men surrounded Ye Fan and others.
"Answer me, how did you murder Han Qing?"
Ye Fan didn't squint his eyes.
This gesture made Qing Qingyang inexplicably uneasy.
"I do not know what you're talking about!"
"Qing Qingyang, Nian still dares to quibble. Brother Han Qing has a friendship with you. That day you organized the Hongmen Banquet. Brother Han Qing came back from the banquet and was seriously injured. He died within a few days. You dare to say that it was not you who murdered me!"
Wan Guihai pointed at Qingqing Yang and cursed.
Ye Fan said: "Recruit me honestly, I can keep your whole body."
"presumptuous!"
Gao Qingyang angrily scolded, "Yellow-haired boy, who are you? How dare you talk so shamelessly in front of me."
"Oh, what do you think I am?"
Ye Fan took a step forward, his voice was like thunder, and he spoke plausibly:
"I slapped Gao Changlin to death with one palm!"
"I also suppressed and killed Gao Changzong!"
"Your Qingyang Gate will also be destroyed; and you will also be on the road. I will send you to see the scenery of hell."
Three steps.
With every step, the momentum increases by one point.
When the last step collapsed, the momentum had climbed to the extreme.
Gao Qingyang's eyes were in a trance, his brain was buzzing, and he felt that there was not a man in front of him, but an insurmountable mountain.
A huge weight rests on my shoulders.
Gao Qingyang was covered in cold sweat, his knees were slightly bent, and his legs were shaking slightly. He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth in horror, but could not speak.
"Since you don't say anything, I respect your opinion. Go ahead and confess to Han Qing below."
Ye Fan raised his hand.
The hand is like a knife, chop it down.
"stop!"
At this critical moment, deep in the lobby, a loud shout was heard, and a raging aura swept over.