"It's not that the Wanshan Sect has become weak, it's that the Sanshan City has become weak."
"What's the difference?
Sanshan City is the territory of Wanshan Sect, and the city owner is the elder of Wanshan Sect.
If they bow their heads, it means that the Wanshan Sect bows their heads."
"Who is sitting in the car?"
For a time, everyone was talking about it.
Du Hua finally held back and shouted, "That's Mr. Fei."
"Master Fei?
Could it be that Lei Heng of this generation killed Wanshan Sect with one palm, and Young Master Yulian who defeated all the disciples of the Immortal Sect by himself?"
someone asked.
Du Hua said proudly: "Who else besides him?"
"Wow, it's him. He's my idol."
"The competition for the title of Young Master Yulian is just children's play, it's nothing.
But what he did in Guanning City and Chixiao City was very satisfying."
"I didn't expect Mr. Fei to offend Wanshan Sect and instead of hiding, he took the initiative to come to Sanshan City. He is really brave for a skilled man."
"If I had one percent of Master Fei's prestige in this life, my death would be worth it."
Everyone was envious.
Fang Geng led Yang Yifei to the city lord's mansion. Zhang Ying, the city lord of Sanshan City, had been waiting at the door early.
"Young Master Fei's grand visit to Sanshan City will make us shine."
Zhang Ying came forward with a big smile.
Zhang Ying is a burly middle-aged man. It seems that everyone who practices the Wanshan Sect skills eventually becomes very tall and burly.
Yang Yifei got off the white jade elephant chariot and said calmly: "I thought Lord Zhang had already prepared weapons."
"Hahaha, Mr. Fei is joking.
Even Deputy Sect Master Yue is no match for you with a high-grade spiritual weapon, so how dare I try to do anything for you?
Please, please come inside."
Zhang Ying invited Yang Yifei in very politely.
Yang Yifei was not afraid and followed him into the city lord's mansion.
A strange color flashed in Zhang Ying's eyes.
But any enemy will never go to the enemy's territory easily.
Because in the battle between monks, one's own combat power is very important, but external forces are also very important.
For example, the most well-known formation is the factor that has the greatest impact on victory or defeat.
One side has the formation to help, but the other side does not, and is still trapped in the formation. If nothing unexpected happens, it is basically self-destruction.
But now, Yang Yifei entered Sanshan City without any hesitation, and even entered the important place of the city lord's palace. Zhang Ying couldn't help but admire his courage.
"Master Fei is indeed extraordinary."
Zhang Ying praised: "Anyone else would never dare to enter Sanshan City, let alone my city lord's palace."
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and said: "A mere three-mountain city is like a dragon's pond or a tiger's den in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, it's nothing more than flat land.
I can come whenever I want and leave whenever I want, no one can stop me."
Zhang Ying suddenly felt a surge of anger in his chest, his face darkened, and he said, "Isn't Mr. Fei's words going too far?"
Yang Yifei said lightly: "Don't believe it?
You can try."
Zhang Ying couldn't help but issue an order, activate the large formation, and mobilize the experts in the city lord's palace to besiege Yang Yifei.
However, thinking of the tragic situation in Guanning City and Chixiao City, he wisely gave up the idea, laughed and said: "Master Fei is really good at joking.
You are a distinguished guest, and you are here to give me face, so why should I do something to you, don't you think?"
"Yes, yes, being able to see Mr. Fei is a blessing we have earned over several lifetimes. How could we do anything about it?"
"If Mr. Fei is willing to give you some advice, I'll be happy to show you a few tricks. As for taking action, forget it."
Zhang Ying's men all said.
Liu Qianqian felt happy for a while.
She felt proud that her master was so famous and could defeat others without fighting.
Yang Yifei said lightly: "What a pity."
He was really sorry.
As long as Zhang Ying dared to take action, he would dare to destroy the entire city lord's palace.
It's a pity that Zhang Ying doesn't take action, and he can't take the initiative to bully them.
Otherwise, what is the difference between him and the Wanshan Sect and others?
Even if Master Lingshan, the congenital earth spirit became a spirit, Yang Yifei would not be able to attack him if Master Nanshan hadn't intended for him to go to the mortal world for revenge.
As a human being, you must have your own bottom line. Yang Yifei's bottom line is that if others don't offend me, I won't offend others.
No matter how great the benefits are, he will not take the initiative to bully others.
However, when Zhang Ying heard these words, he suddenly felt excited and secretly rejoiced.
"Please, please."
Zhang Ying had already prepared a banquet and invited the city's masters to accompany him. The most famous beauties and courtesans in the city also came to dance for the entertainment.
"Aren't you afraid that Master Nanshan will blame you for treating me like this?"
Yang Yifei asked.
Zhang Ying laughed: "I am no match for you, and I don't want to run away, so I have to do this.
I believe the sect master will understand."
"What a wonderful man."
Yang Yifei nodded.
Zhang Ying secretly admired him.
If it were him, he would never dare to eat or drink the enemy's food, but Yang Yifei refused to refuse anyone who came, and he didn't seem to worry at all that he would be poisoned.
There were several times when Zhang Ying wanted to secretly order Yang Yifei to be poisoned, but in the end he suppressed his thoughts.
This flying young master is really too weird. If he is not poisoned to death, he will be harmed instead, which is not worth the loss.
"City Lord, Deputy Sect Master Yue is here."
Halfway through the meal, Zhang Ying's men hurried over to report.
"Please... no, I'll go out to greet you right away."
Zhang Ying said quickly.
Although he is also an elder of the Wanshan Sect and is in charge of a city. He holds great power and can be called a feudal official, but compared with the deputy sect leader, there is still a big gap.
This is the difference between central and local governments.
Zhang Ying hurried to the door and saw Yue Zheng with a gloomy face.
"Zongzhu Yue, why are you here..." Zhang Ying asked quickly.
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Fei is here with you?"
Yue Zheng asked coldly.
"yes.
I can't help it, I..." Zhang Ying wanted to explain a few words, but Yue Zheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Lead the way."
Zhang Ying had no choice but to suppress her doubts in her heart and led Yue Zheng to the banquet hall. As she walked, she prayed in her heart that she must not start a fight with him.
If a fight breaks out, no matter who wins or loses, his city lord's mansion will be doomed.
Soon, Yue Zheng saw the guy who made him run away in embarrassment with a dull face.
Yang Yifei sat there calmly. When he saw Yue Zheng, he just said disdainfully: "My general is defeated."
Yue Zheng was so angry that he almost jumped up. He suppressed his anger and said with a dark face, "This is something for you."
He shook his hand and threw out a war post with black characters on a gold background. With the blessing of Yue Zheng's spiritual power, the war post was like a flying knife, spinning towards Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei stretched out two fingers of his right hand, pinched it gently, and clamped the war post between his fingers. No matter how sharp the war post was, it could not hurt Yang Yifei at all.
Yue Zheng was immediately discouraged.
He tried his best, but it was not as good as the opponent's two fingers. How could he not be convinced?
There was no mechanism on the battle post. Yang Yifei opened the battle post, and Liu Qianqian came over and read: "After three months, on the top of the mountain, I will meet you and have a showdown - Mr. Yu.
Master, this is Mr. Yu’s letter of challenge to you.”