Wang Hu himself was too lazy to pay attention to these messy things, but he loved his apprentice. When he saw his apprentice looking at him with tears in his eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stand up for Yang Yifei.
Nanyun Yulong said calmly: "Brother Wang is in retreat, so just stay in retreat with peace of mind, and don't get involved in these things."
He waved his hand, and Wang Hu's consciousness immediately disintegrated.
"Nanyun Yulong, you are seeking death! I will kill you when I come out of seclusion."
Wang Hu's angry voice came, and his consciousness had dissipated.
Nanyun Yulong didn't care at all about Wang Hu's threat: "Then you have to beat me."
Nanyun Yulong didn't even give Wang Hu face, so those who wanted to speak immediately shut their mouths, and even Qiu Yuqian didn't dare to say a word.
Nanyun Yulong snorted coldly: "Boy, you have to pay a price for speaking big words.
Let me see what qualifications you have to speak like this."
Finished talking.
Nanyun Yulong's face darkened and his eyes widened.
A powerful pressure surged towards Yang Yifei.
Nanyun Yulong's strength at this time has reached the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Realm. As long as the opportunity comes, he can break through and advance to the Divine Power Realm at any time. His pressure is naturally not simple. For ordinary monks, it is like a huge mountain. It fell from the sky and fell on me.
Nanyun Yulong also knew Yang Yifei's talent. He did not intend to kill him, but wanted to overwhelm him and let him contribute to the Nanyun family's alchemy.
In such a situation, using coercion to deal with the enemy is the best way.
Coercion can bring huge pressure to people, whether it is physical or mental. If you cannot bear it, you will suffer huge harm.
And if you force the opponent to kneel down on the spot, it will prove your strength even more.
Yang Yifei stood on the spot, motionless, with his hands behind his back, looking at Nanyun Yulong indifferently.
Faced with Nan Yun Yulong's momentum that seemed like a mountain toppling over, Yang Yifei remained extremely calm, as if a breeze was blowing on his face, not worth mentioning.
"So strong!"
"I seem to see a mountain weighing hundreds of millions of kilograms pressing down!"
"This kid didn't hide. Does he want to be crushed to death?"
Everyone exclaimed.
However, what shocked everyone present was that no matter how strong Nan Yun Yulong's momentum was, even the ground was cracked by the pressure, and Yang Yifei still stood motionless, with the wind and clouds light, as if in the sea. I am standing on a rocky reef, no matter how wind blows or rain blows, I remain firm and motionless.
"That's it?"
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and said: "You have the nerve to show off this little momentum?
Or are you saying you haven't eaten?"
Hiss... everyone suddenly widened their eyes and looked at Yang Yifei in disbelief, not believing what they heard.
"He's okay?"
Xiao Daier was surprised.
"It's really amazing."
Even if Qiu Yuqian knew how strong Yang Yifei was, he was still shocked at this moment.
As for Meng Xiaoxiao, she smiled.
This is a strong man who can suppress the Seven Lords with one palm. No matter how strong Nanyun Yulong is, he is still a true Lord. He is not yet at the level of supernatural powers. Even if he is stronger than Yang Yifei, he is not much stronger.
Therefore, Meng Xiaoxiao is not worried about Yang Yifei suffering a loss at the hands of Nanyun Yulong.
What she was worried about was that Nan Yun Yulong gathered men to besiege, and Yang Yifei was alone and was no match for the opponent.
After all, the Nanyun family also has many friends, and there are four or five real lords present who have good relations with them.
"This guy really doesn't know how to practice."
Meng Xiaoxiao sighed lightly.
It reminded her of someone.
The guy who made her hate her so much actually treated her as a slave girl.
Fortunately the guy is dead.
Everyone showed different expressions, some were shocked, some couldn't believe it, and some were gloating about the misfortune.
He never thought that his powerful momentum and pressure would be of no use to this young man.
"Boy, you are very talented.
Just now, I was afraid of hurting you, so I only used one-tenth of my strength.
Since you can block it, I will add another 30%."
Boom! A cold breath spreads around.
This is the effect of the ice attribute skills practiced by Nanyun Yulong.
In an instant, a frenzy of ice surged out, and an invisible and colorless violent momentum that contained the power of ice came overwhelmingly, as if the entire world had fallen into winter and was frozen.
"Cold, so cold."
Everyone trembled and quickly retreated.
Yang Yifei looked up, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.
Those ice waves surged in, even the space was frozen, making a crackling sound, and clear cracks appeared in the empty mid-air.
An obvious trace of freezing appeared around Yang Yifei.
"Ancestor Nanyun is so strong!"
"With one look, even space freezes. It's amazing!"
"That kid is finished and will turn into an ice sculpture!"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise.
However, when the frenzied ice surged onto Yang Yifei, everyone suddenly discovered that he was motionless. Despite the frenzied ice surge, not even a grain of frost appeared on his body.
"impossible!"
Nanyun Yulong exclaimed in surprise.
His aura and coercion were enhanced and contained a freezing effect, so why didn't it work?
A look of shock appeared on Nanyun Yulong's face. Although he quickly hid it, it was also seen.
"Ancestor Nanyun was actually shocked. This kid is really powerful."
"I just said that people who don't take the Nanyun family seriously must be extraordinary. Am I right?"
Many people whispered.
"ignorance."
Yang Yifei said contemptuously: "You are just in the Nascent Soul Realm, but you also want to stop me from killing people?
Get out of here, or I will kill you first."
"presumptuous!"
Nanyun Yulong's face turned black with anger.
He is a dignified ancestor of the Nascent Soul Realm. How many years has it been since he heard someone dare to speak to him like this?
Even the divine king of Huangji Sect didn't say that to him.
"I would like to see how you kill people under my nose."
Nan Yun Yu Long Yin Sen Road.
"Nagyun-senpai, why bother."
Meng Xiaoxiao said leisurely: "It's not worth risking your own life and harming the entire family for a worthless descendant."
"Witch Meng Xiaoxiao, you have no place to speak here."
Nanyun Yulong said coldly: "If your master Xingluo comes, I might give her some face. You are a junior, who do you think you are?"
If you dare to talk too much, you will die!"
"Okay, very good."
Meng Xiaoxiao was also angry: "Old man, do you really think I'm afraid of you because I'm not the true king?
If you have the ability, try and see if you can kill me."
Meng Xiaoxiao stood proudly.
Everyone was immediately stunned.
In order to win over Yang Yifei, Meng Xiaoxiao went so far as to start a war with the Nanyun family. The cost was too high, right?
Yang Yifei said: "There is no need for this."
Meng Xiaoxiao winked at Yang Yifei and said, "Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one can bully us from Xingluo Palace."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "I am not from Xingluo Palace."
Meng Xiaoxiao said: "Just join us.
I will suffer a little loss and accept you as my guest."