"It is better to die with the master than to die with you."
Liu Qianqian said unceremoniously.
Zhang Ying was furious: "Then go to hell.
Prepare!"
With a loud roar, the phantoms of three mountains suddenly appeared in the sky above Sanshan City.
These three mountains are each ten thousand feet high, with shining runes, and are of great weight. Even though there are only three mountains, they are stronger than the Ten Thousand Mountains of Chixiao City.
"It's over, the city leader will use the city defense formation to deal with Mr. Fei."
"If we fight in the city, won't we be like Guanning City and Chixiao City and die without a burial place?"
"If it had been someone else, he would have died instantly under the city defense formation.
But that’s Mr. Fei, Guanning City and Chixiao City couldn’t kill him, and neither can we.”
Almost everyone in the city was shocked at the same time, showing signs of despair.
Both Guanning City and Chixiao City used city defense formations to deal with Yang Yifei, but in the end, Yang Yifei was fine and the two cities were destroyed.
Now, is it the turn of Sanshan City again?
"City Lord, you absolutely cannot do this."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
"Yes, City Lord, there is something we can't talk about, why do we have to do it?"
Someone else spoke.
"Lord City Lord, if you want to take action, just release the formation and let us go out.
Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude.”
Someone threatened.
These people are not from the Wanshan Sect, so they don't want to stay here and wait to die.
If both sides use real fire, like Guanning City and Chixiao City, destroying half of the city at once, many people will die in confusion.
"Hmph, I, the Wanshan Sect, are doing things, when will it be your turn to point fingers?
Stay still, if anyone dares to move, don't blame me for dealing with him first."
Zhang Ying shouted.
Wanshan Sect disciples have always been superior to others. Even other Immortal Sect disciples are no different from ordinary people in their eyes. How could he listen to their words and open the formation?
That doesn't mean he's afraid of them?
"City Lord, if you insist on having your own way, don't blame us for helping Young Master Fei deal with you."
A disciple wearing a robe from the Xingyue Sword Sect said coldly.
Many other immortal disciples gathered together.
"You feel free to come."
Zhang Ying shouted.
"That's all."
Yang Yifei suddenly spoke.
Zhang Ying sneered: "What, you want to admit defeat?
You can also kneel down and call yourself a cultivator to give you dignity."
"Admit defeat?"
Yang Yifei laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "Who do you think you are, worthy of me admitting defeat?
Even if all of you from the Wanshan Sect are here, you are still not worthy of letting me admit defeat."
"You are so bold. You have humiliated my sect again and again. Do you really think I can't kill you?"
Zhang Ying said angrily.
"There is no one in this world who can kill me."
Yang Yifei said calmly.
Although the words were calm, they were full of arrogance.
Liu Qianqian looked at Yang Yifei without blinking, her eyes full of admiration and admiration.
"This is a real man. Although my brother-in-law is good, he is at least one step behind compared to his master."
Liu Qianqian thought to herself.
At this time, many female cultivators looked up at Yang Yifei, their eyes filled with admiration.
“It’s a shameless talk.
Let’s see if I can kill you today.”
Zhang Ying raised his hand and was about to give the order to attack.
"City Lord, Mr. Fei, think twice."
The other immortal disciples said nervously.
"Forget it, in order not to inconvenience others, I'll give you a good time."
Yang Yifei said suddenly.
"Haha, give me pleasure?
You are out of your mind, now you are in my hands..." Zhang Ying laughed.
However, before he could finish speaking, Yang Yifei suddenly flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Ying.
The three-mountain formation that Zhang Ying was so proud of looked like nothing in Yang Yifei's eyes.
Hiss... everyone gasped when they saw this scene.
"My God, Mr. Fei is like entering a no-man's land."
"I heard that Mr. Fei is good at formations, but I didn't expect it to be true. The Three Mountains Formation is of no use to him."
"It's ridiculous that Zhang Ying still wants to rely on a large formation to deal with him, but he doesn't know that he doesn't care at all."
Everyone said one after another.
Zhang Ying's face turned pale and he shouted: "Open the mountain!"
Zhang Ying's body suddenly swelled and suddenly became more than two feet tall, like a giant. An earthy yellow armor appeared on his body, with runes flashing on it, which was extremely extraordinary.
Zhang Ying didn't use any weapons and bumped into Yang Yifei.
He has rich experience and knows that retreating at this moment is useless, but will put himself at a disadvantage, so he exerts all his strength. As long as he can knock Yang Yifei away, he can rush into the city guards. When the time comes, he will rely on the city guards and
The big formation still has the strength to fight.
This mountain-opening move is the secret skill of Wanshan Sect. At this moment, Zhang Ying used it with all his strength. He did not believe that Yang Yifei could block it.
However, contrary to Zhang Ying's expectation, when faced with his full force collision, Yang Yifei not only did not dodge, but gently stretched out his right hand. It looked like he was actually trying to block himself with his fist.
Zhang Ying was overjoyed, maybe he could defeat Yang Yifei without the help of city guards and formations.
When the time comes, I can also have the reputation of defeating Young Master Fei.
"die!"
Zhang Ying yelled.
Yang Yifei's face was expressionless, he made a fist mark with his right hand and shook slightly.
Yin! A long golden dragon flew out from his fist, looked up to the sky and groaned, a sacred and wild aura erupted, majestic, and rushed towards Zhang Ying.
Boom! There was a big explosion in the air. Although the battlefield was in mid-air, the ground was turbulent. Houses collapsed and bluestone slabs floated and then shattered.
Accompanied by the shocking roar of the dragon, Yang Yifei's True Dragon Fist hit the giant transformed by Zhang Ying hard.
This secret skill of the Dragon Clan in the Immortal Realm was not too easy to defeat Zhang Ying who was in the Qi Refining Realm. There was not even a stalemate, it just passed through him.
"You..." Zhang Ying maintained her swollen figure, looking down at the wounds on her body in disbelief.
That punch directly punched a big hole in his waist and abdomen, almost breaking him into two pieces.
"Why are you so strong?"
Zhang Ying's mouth was filled with bitterness.
I really don’t know if I don’t hit him, but I’ll be shocked if I hit him.
Previously, Zhang Ying thought that no matter how strong Yang Yifei was, he was still young and had a limit. He had always been unconvinced. Now he realized that some things simply cannot be judged with ordinary people's eyes.
"die!"
Yang Yifei was not polite and punched him again.
This punch directly knocked Zhang Ying to pieces, and even his soul was annihilated.
At this moment, there was total silence in the sky and on the earth.
No one expected that Zhang Ying would be so vulnerable in front of Yang Yifei.
Hiss... for a long time, gasps of air could be heard from everywhere in the city.
"Dead, the city lord is dead."
"Two punches, no, just one punch, and the city lord was defeated. The second punch was just a last-minute hit."
"I told you not to provoke him a long time ago, but the city lord had to refuse to listen. Now it's better. Will he get himself killed?"