Du Hua originally wanted to rely on this to make a comeback, but when he saw Liu Qianqian being defeated in one confrontation, he suddenly felt despair.
"Tie her up for me, I want to enjoy it."
The robber boss shouted.
The two robbers are about to come up.
"stop."
Yang Yi Feipan sat still in the car and said calmly.
"Oh, I forgot there is another one."
The robber boss looked at Yang Yifei with a joking expression: "This way, if you follow us honestly, we will let you see how we pose, and you can learn a few tricks."
"Hahaha..." The robbers all laughed.
Bullying his woman in front of a man is the favorite thing of this group of robbers.
"court death."
Yang Yifei's face darkened.
"Hmph, a little Foundation Establishment monk dares to talk to me like that?"
The robber boss suddenly became furious and ordered: "Kill him."
It was just a foundation-building realm, and he didn't bother to do it himself.
Immediately, a robber rushed over with a big knife in his hand. He shouted, jumped up suddenly, and struck Yang Yifei on the head.
Only when facing the weak will one use this overbearing method.
In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Yifei is only in the foundation-building realm, which is actually the case.
Among the nine changes of foundation building, Yang Yifei only succeeded in practicing the fourth transformation, and failed to complete the fifth transformation. It is still very early to complete the foundation building.
However, although he is in the Foundation Establishment Realm, his strength has long surpassed that of the Qi Refining Realm. Killing a Qi Refining Realm monk is like killing a chicken. How can he be looked down upon by a small robber?
"Boy, it's not too late to surrender now."
"Surrender honestly and we will teach you the posture."
"Haha..." The robbers laughed loudly.
Yang Yifei snorted coldly and flicked his fingers.
Whoosh! A sword energy flew out, cutting the robber into two pieces with his sword, and threw him to the ground.
"Ah..." The robber who had been transformed into two halves was still alive. He was rolling crazily on the ground and wailing: "Boss, save me, save me..." The robber boss's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "How dare you
The person who killed me?"
While Yang Yifei woke up Liu Qianqian, he said calmly: "As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, if you can't do anything bad, why do you have to be a robber?"
"I want you to take care of it?"
The robber boss glared at Yang Yifei fiercely and said: "Why can't you become a robber in the Qi Refining Realm?
I'm tired of living the good life in Xianmen, can't I find some excitement?"
Liu Qianqian woke up, her face turned red, and she knew that although her level had improved, her experience against enemies was still poor and she needed to practice hard.
"Why don't you go fight against the demon clan in Baishui River if you're looking for excitement?"
Yang Yifei said coldly.
"Without further ado."
The robber boss waved the soul-calling flag at Yang Yifei.
"Die!"
The soul-calling flag moved, but Yang Yifei still sat there without any reaction.
“You’re just a soul-calling flag, but you want to hurt me?
It’s really ridiculous.”
Yang Yifei said disdainfully.
After training, his soul has long been very powerful. In addition, it is protected by the manifestation of the four laws. Even Sangdaimeng's Soul-Destroying Bell and the Black Dragon King's Soul-Destroying Bell cannot hurt him, let alone this mere summoning of souls.
banner.
Hiss... many robbers suddenly gasped.
They have been robbing with the boss for several years. No matter who they are, as long as the boss takes out this flag and shakes it vigorously, the other person will fall down and be at his mercy.
Several times, there were female disciples from the Immortal Sect who were so powerful that they were no match for the boss, but they all fell to the boss, causing them to suffer a lot.
Now, the other party doesn't respond?
The robber boss was also a little panicked: "What's going on?
Why doesn’t this flag work?”
The robbers gathered around and said, "Boss, does your flag have a number of uses?"
Some magic weapons have a fixed number of uses, and once the number is up, they lose their effect.
"Fart, I specially beat a few senior brothers to death and stole their materials to make it. It's not a one-time consumable. How can there be a limit on the number of times?"
The robber boss said angrily.
"But, your flag was useful just now, but now it's useless."
said one of the robbers.
The robber boss looked uncertain, and then asked: "Who are you, your Excellency?"
"Not an expert, let alone a disciple of the Immortal Sect, just a passerby."
Yang Yifei said lightly.
"impossible."
The robber boss shook his head repeatedly: "Except for my Immortal Sect disciples, no one has such strength.
Which senior of the Immortal Sect are you, and why do you make such a joke with a junior?"
"What qualifications do you have to let me joke with you?"
Yang Yifei asked calmly.
The robber boss was stunned for a moment, then his face turned gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "How dare you humiliate me like this? Even if it means death, I will kill you."
After saying that, he held the soul-calling flag with both hands, and then poured all his spiritual power into the soul-calling flag.
Suddenly, the light on the soul-calling flag flickered, and the ghost skeleton embroidered on it seemed to come alive, looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Boss, kill him."
"Kill him and steal his woman."
"Let him die with his eyes open."
The robbers started making loud noises.
They still have great confidence in their boss's strength. After all, he has killed many people with this flag, and even ordinary disciples of the Immortal Sect are no match for him.
This kid is just a foundation-building player, so how can he be the boss's opponent?
"Boy, die!"
The robber boss roared angrily. He held the soul-calling flag with both hands and shook it vigorously at Yang Yifei.
"Only you?"
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and said, "Even if I don't take action, what can you do to me?"
A strange force came to attack Yang Yifei's soul, but his soul was protected by the shadow of the Hongmeng World Tree. As soon as the strange power came in, it was drawn away by the Hongmeng World Tree, and finally it was burned by the nine flames and turned into a
Nothing.
"You shouldn't provoke me like this."
The robber boss was furious.
"You are wrong. That is not a provocation, but a fact."
Yang Yifei said lightly: "It is your honor to have a word with me."
The robber was trembling all over. He squeezed the spiritual energy from his body desperately, then poured it into the soul-calling banner, and activated the power on the soul-calling banner.
But no matter how he started it, it was of no use.
Yang Yifei's soul is as stable as a mountain, not moving at all.
"How can it be?"
The robber boss panicked.
"I don't believe in this evil."
He bit the tip of his tongue violently, spraying a mouthful of blood on the soul-calling flag, and then shook it desperately.
Suddenly, a circle of black ripples visible to the naked eye swept across the surroundings, and some weak ordinary people fell to the ground without saying a word.
It's a pity that he is just an ordinary person after all. No matter how hard he tries, he is still no match for Yang Yifei.
A palm fell.
Boom! A powerful force is like a meteorite falling from the sky, no one can stop it.
The sky shook, the earth cracked, and the blood lion horses pulling the caravan were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground, not even daring to scream.
"Oh my God, what is this?"
"Run quickly..." The robbers ran away one after another.
"Only the palm of your hand covers the sky?
You are Mr. Fei!"
The robber boss recognized this move and was immediately horrified.