Yang Yifei rejected the invitation of Singer and Amal, turned around and left with Hu Xueyue, and didn't care about Liu Shan from beginning to end.
Liu Shan smiled bitterly.
For such a big shot, even one look at him might make him think that he has dirty his eyes.
"Farewell to Mr. Yang."
Singer and Amar bowed to each other and did not stand up until Yang Yifei disappeared.
The two looked at each other, snorted coldly at the same time, suppressed the urge to take action, and quickly contacted their leaders to report Yang Yifei's incident.
…
The cornucopia is at the corner of Peacock Island.
It is a remote location and has many gem mines, making it a good place for many people to explore.
And with the emergence of a new batch of top-quality gems, more people are flocking here, hoping to pick up gems and make some windfall.
"Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect it to be you. If I knew it was you, I wouldn't dare to use that tone even to death."
Qiao Shanshan apologized to Yang Yifei, looking ashamed.
Yang Yifei killed five heavenly warriors with one palm at the Asian Martial Arts Conference, which not only elevated the status of Chinese warriors, but also the status of the staff of the Special Affairs Bureau.
Qiao Shanshan and the others all admired Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei said: "It's okay. You can go back."
Qiao Shanshan was shocked and begged: "If I don't do well, you can beat me and scold me without saying a word. Please don't drive me back, otherwise I will be complained by my colleagues."
Hu Xueyue smiled and said: "We may be in danger next, so we won't care about you."
Although Qiao Shanshan had some complaints before, he refused to retreat in the face of powerful enemies and had to break off alone to let them leave. For this alone, Yang Yifei admired him very much.
Qiao Shanshan was dubious and finally left.
The cornucopia is only a few dozen miles away from Peacock Island. With the strength of two people's feet, it takes about ten minutes to reach it.
Yang Yifei frowned.
There are many people gathered in the cornucopia, and all of them have strong auras, and they are all warriors who are not weak.
These people include not only strong men from Borneo, but also strong men from Elephant Kingdom, Lancang Kingdom and even Malaysia.
There were many corpses on the ground. It was obvious that they had done something before and many people had died.
"Everyone, the cornucopia is the territory of our ancient yoga sect. You have crossed the boundary."
A richly dressed old man said loudly.
"Oh, Jawaha, don't waste your breath. The cornucopia is yours, but the things inside are not. Treasures from heaven and earth are only for those with virtue. Your ancient yoga sect does not have this virtue. This treasure belongs to us.
Owned by Buddhist temples.”
A short old monk wearing a Buddhist cassock and with light yellow skin said coldly.
"Everyone just heard that treasures were unearthed from the cornucopia, but we don't know whether it is true or not. Why should we hurt our friendship over this, right? If there is any damage, it will not be good for anyone."
Although Jawaha said this, he told everyone in a firm tone that whoever dared to rob must get through them first.
As soon as he said this, everyone else's expression changed slightly.
At their level, ordinary wealth is not something they value. Only extraordinary skills, secrets, and treasures, things that can give them hope of making further progress, can be valued by them.
"Everyone, don't you find it strange that this news is so strange that it spread all over the country in just two days?"
Jawaha, the leader of the ancient yoga sect, tried hard to persuade.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, just find out."
Someone said impatiently.
"That's right. Master Jawaha, if you give way, we will still be friends. If not, huh."
These warriors were at war with each other and were about to start a battle.
At this time, two young men, a man and a woman, floated over.
"stop."
A big man in charge of clearing the place gave Hu Xueyue a narrow look and shouted: "No idlers are allowed in, get out."
Yang Yifei's face was expressionless.
Hu Xueyue only glanced at the big man, and he immediately stepped aside respectfully.
The two of them entered successfully.
"Boss, how did you let them in? If the people above find out, they won't spare us."
One of his younger brothers said.
These gatekeepers are all from local gangs, working under sects such as the Ancient Yoga Sect.
As soon as the younger brother said this, the big man suddenly woke up, confused and frightened.
"A monster is coming, let's go quickly."
The big man couldn't help but ran away.
The younger brothers immediately followed and fled.
It was a blessing in disguise that they escaped with their lives. If they didn't leave now, given their strength, they would often be the first to die.
Yang Yifei and the two entered the cornucopia, ignoring the powerful men confronting each other, and their spiritual consciousness swept across.
"Boy, who let you in? Get out."
A martial arts master snorted coldly.
Yang Yifei ignored it and continued to sense everything in the entire cornucopia.
"court death!"
The martial arts master was furious, murmuring something in his mouth, and pointed his finger at Yang Yifei.
The other strong men all looked over and shook their heads slightly when they saw that such a young man and woman dared to come in.
The martial arts master who took action was a head-bending master in Malaysia. He was known as the Poison Lord. He had a bad temper and was always known for his bloodthirsty. He once used a head-bending spell to kill an entire local big family over a disagreement.
Throughout Southeast Asia, there are people who are not easily offended.
These two young men were seeking death if they dared to ignore him.
Bang!
There was a crackling sound.
Many strong men suddenly widened their eyes.
They saw a scene they would never forget.
In their eyes, the powerful Poison Master was like a ripe rotten watermelon, exploding completely.
Red, white, green, yellow...
All kinds of colors flying around.
And what caused all this was just a casual punch from that ridiculously beautiful woman.
Hu Xueyue retracted her fist and shook it with a look of disgust.
Not to mention that she is already in the Heaven Realm, even if she is still a Grandmaster, she can easily kill Poison Lord.
After hundreds of years of practice, she is proficient in many techniques.
"what happened?"
"How could the Poison Master be beaten to death with just one punch?"
"At such a young age, is it possible that he is already in heaven?"
Each strong man's pupils shrank and he quickly retreated.
Except for a few Tianjing people who relied on their identities and did not move, everyone else stayed far away from the two of them.
Jawaha was also shocked. Thinking of the news from Singh, he quickly stepped forward and said: "Jawaha, the master of the ancient yoga sect, respectfully welcomes Mr. Yang."
The old monk from the Golden Buddha Temple had already bowed and said: "The master of the Golden Buddha Temple, Mosuluo, pays homage to Yang Zong."
The two people were so humble that they immediately shocked everyone.
"Yang...you are the invincible Yang who covers the sky with your palm!"
A strong man recognized Yang Yifei.
Wow...
Others were shocked.
Even if you have never met Yang Yifei, you have heard of his reputation.
Killing five heavenly beings with one palm is enough to scare them to death.
Coupled with the recent rumors that werewolves surrendered and vampires bowed their heads, it is even more frightening.
One by one, they came forward and bowed respectfully, as if they were worshiping gods.
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