Yang Yifei smiled disdainfully: "You... also give me a fine drink?"
"Oh."
Wan Shenglong put down the wine glass and chuckled: "They say that Yang Zong is arrogant and domineering, and no one takes him seriously. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation. But..."
His face turned cold: "This is an island city, and it is my Wanjia's territory. It is not your turn to act arrogantly."
Wan Shiyi said anxiously: "Dad, please tell me if you have something to say..."
Liang Wanyue pulled Wan Shiyi: "We women should not get involved in men's affairs."
"No!" Wan Shiyi said stubbornly. "Mr. Yang is here to help us. Without him, Dad would have gone and we would have been kicked out of the Wan family. He is the benefactor of our family, and we cannot repay kindness with enmity."
"So, I gave him a chance. As long as he holds the formula of the water of life with both hands, I will not only treat him favorably, but I will also marry you to him and make him my son-in-law."
Wan Shenglong said calmly, raised his wine glass and signaled to Yang Yifei: "Please."
Yang Yifei sighed: "Unfortunately, I don't like drinking, let alone drinking fine wine."
"I don't know how to praise." Wan Shenglong's face turned cold, "It seems that it is necessary to let you know how powerful my Wan family is."
"What nonsense are you talking to him about?"
There was a sound outside, and Wan Anjun led a group of people up. In addition to Wan Shengli and Wan Shenghuang, there were also other members of the Wan family.
Wan Shenglong's face darkened: "What are you doing here?"
When other people come, the water of life will no longer be Wan Shenglong's private property, but will become Wan's business. Naturally, he will be unhappy.
"The water of life is related to the interests of the entire Wan family. How can we not come?" Wan Anjun said, and then said to Yang Yifei: "Hand over the formula of the water of life, and I will ensure that you can enjoy endless glory and wealth. If you don't hand it over, you will die now.
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Wan Shengli shouted: "Boy, if you dare to kill my son, you will pay with your life. However, if you hand over the water of life, I will let you live."
Several other children of the Wan family who also died in Yang Yifei's hands shouted at the same time.
They all want a share of such a huge benefit from the water of life, and they cannot give it to Wan Shenglong himself.
Yang Yifei waved his hand to brush away the noise from his ears: "Where's the barking dog coming from?"
The faces of the Wan family members turned cold.
Wan Shenglong sighed: "It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words. It seems that the only option is to take action. It's a pity."
"Do it? Just the one upstairs?" Yang Yifei said, "Come out, why hide."
A middle-aged man in Taoist attire came down from upstairs, holding a fly whisk and a fairy-style Taoist bone. He bowed his hands and saluted Yang Yifei: "Yang Zong, you are polite."
Everyone in the Wan family quickly saluted respectfully: "Palace Master."
The middle-aged man in Taoist attire nodded to Wan Shenglong: "Well done."
Yang Yifei sat calmly: "Are you the Taiqing Palace Advocate for Wanchuan?"
"How dare you call the palace master by his first name?" Wan Shenglong scolded.
Zhang Wanchuan waved his hand: "For a monk, the worldly name is no longer used. My next name is Yuchenzi."
Yang Yifei said: "Since the Taoist priest is already married and doesn't even need his common name, why bother with secular affairs anymore?"
Yuchenzi said: "A monk also needs to eat and wear clothes."
Yang Yifei sneered: "What a bull-nosed person who deceives the world and steals his reputation."
The Wan family members all showed angry expressions at the same time. Yu Chenzi was the master of Taiqing Palace and a powerful master. No one had ever scolded him in person like this before, so he immediately scolded him loudly.
Yu Chenzi waved his hand to stop Wan Shenglong, and said seriously to Yang Yifei: "Only by joining the world can one be born. Without the chaos of the world of mortals, how can one obtain the fruit of the true scripture?"
Wan Shenglong was sincerely convinced: "That's what the Palace Master said."
Yang Yifei just sneered.
Yu Chenzi said: "As the saying goes, meeting is fate. Pindao is not willing to go to war with Yang Zong. As long as Yang Zong hands over the formula of the water of life and follows Pindao to practice in the palace for a few years, he will let Yang Zong go back.
"
Yang Yifei said lightly: "What if I don't agree?"
Yu Chenzi sighed: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, that poor Taoist can only use means to persuade Yang Zong."
Yang Yifei laughed loudly, sat still, and punched Yu Chenzi: "If you want to take action, why bother talking nonsense. Take the move."
A gust of fist wind shot out of the air and turned into a green dragon in mid-air. It opened its teeth and danced its claws, fierce and fierce, and flew towards Yuchenzi.
"Wuliang Tianzun, I heard that Yang Zong once destroyed the entire Tang family and killed fellow Taoist Ye Hongfeng. His behavior is no different from that of demons. Today, I am incompetent and incompetent. I want to destroy demons and seek justice for them."
Yuchenzi flicked the whisk, and the tail end of the whisk immediately stretched out and wrapped around the green dragon. With a slight twist, the green dragon suddenly shattered and dissipated into the breeze.
"The palace master is mighty."
"Palace Master takes action, and he will be captured."
"Just a country bumpkin, how could he know how powerful the Palace Master is..."
Thousands of people in the family shouted.
Wan Shenglong looked at Yang Yifei with disdain in his eyes: "How could you, a country man, know the power of great virtues and virtues? Why don't you just surrender and be punished?"
Wan Shiyi sighed. She grew up hearing about the power of Taiqing Palace. Although she didn't understand the status of the word "grandmaster" in the martial arts world, she had seen Yu Chenzi show his strength with her own eyes. He was an expert who could soar through the clouds.
"Dad, please help Mr. Yang..." Wan Shiyi begged.
Wan Shenglong said coldly: "I'm just helping him. Who doesn't want the water of life, which is better than the potion of life? The palace master is merciful. If it falls into our hands, we can still maintain wealth for a lifetime. If it falls into the hands of others,
I can’t even save my life.”
Yang Yifei sneered: "Hypocritical."
I don’t know if I’m talking about Yu Chenzi or Wan Shenglong.
Yu Chenzi shattered the power of Qinglong's fist with one move, and his men kept pumping the fly whisk towards Yang Yifei, saying: "Mr. Yang, we are also sincere."
"snort."
Yang Yifei punched open the fly whisk and coldly snorted: "Why bother erecting an archway?"
Yu Chenzi was slightly annoyed. After all the good things he said, the young man in front of him was ignorant, so he said in a deep voice: "Since Mr. Yang doesn't appreciate it, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
His true energy poured into the whisk, and the three thousand strands on the whisk were tougher than steel wire. When the brush was pulled out, the wine table in front of Yang Yifei silently broke into countless pieces.
Finally, Yang Yifei stood up.
He took one step out, and the entire Marriott Restaurant shook violently, rumbling and shaking. The Wan family members were unsteady on their feet, swaying around, and their expressions changed for the first time.
"How could it be so powerful?"
"Don't be afraid, the palace master is even more powerful."
"Yes, the palace master is an expert who can fly through the clouds..."
With a long whistle, Yang Yifei shouted:
"Take my move and fight against heaven and earth."
Yang Yifei raised his hands, like an unyielding god and demon, fighting against the sky.
Boom, a strong spiritual will swept across the scene. Many people were infected, their eyes immediately turned red, they howled loudly, and they wanted to fight.
"Psychic power?"
Yu Chenzi's head sank, and he felt his blood boiling. Many illusions appeared in front of his eyes, his face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Suppress!"
The sound is like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, swept away.
He swept the dust away and faced Yang Yifei.
Whoosh, the whisk grew longer and tightly wrapped around Yang Yifei.
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