"What does Dayu mean?"
Jiang Ziya looked at Qi Ming. He believed that the Daxia clan leader knew what Yu Sheng meant, otherwise he would not have come.
Qiming fell silent.
After a while.
He looked at Jiang Ziya and said, "Master said... Senior Jiang Sheng may be his junior brother!"
"rough!"
A voice sounded from behind the crowd.
It was Lin Yi.
He was shocked.
If it was just a guess just now, then there is a high probability that it is true now. Daxia attacked Dazhou because of him.
It is not that he wants to invade the territory of Da Zhou.
But Dayu discovered the shortcomings of the Zhou tribe and wanted to help Jiang Ziya clean up the tribe.
This is really God chasing him to feed him!
Qi Ming frowned: "Who is talking?"
Jiang Ziya looked deeply at Qi Ming and muttered: "Maybe he is your master!"
"What?"
"nothing."
Jiang Ziya shook his head. The news was so shocking that he couldn't digest it for a while. He didn't know if Qi Ming was lying to him.
"oh!"
Qi Ming didn't say anything more and continued: "So... please ask Jiang Sheng to take action so that this junior can go back and recover!"
Master Dayu had told him that the fourth-grade strong men in the Great Zhou Courtyard were guilty of so many crimes and were stained with the blood of too many scholars that they should not be left behind.
"Jiang Sheng!"
"Jiang Sheng, don't believe the lies of Daxia people. Once we die, Daxia will be able to overthrow Dazhou..."
"This is all a treacherous trick, Jiang Sheng must not be fooled."
The hearts of those strong men in the middle courtyard that had just sunk were rising again.
"good!"
Jiang Ziya nodded.
call!
All the strong men in the courtyard let out a long breath, with smiles on their faces that looked like they had survived the disaster.
This bad old man is so easy to deceive!
Jiang Ziya said: "I mean... we can clean up the door!"
"What?"
Wow!
All the fourth-level experts in the courtyard were shocked, and their faces instantly lost all color. The next moment, Jiang Ziya turned around and looked at them, and stretched out his hand to hold the air.
"ah!"
"Well!"
"Jiang Sheng..."
"You would rather believe in the enemy than in us. You will suffer retribution..."
The powerful figures in the atrium were flying into the air one by one, and then they seemed to be restrained by a big invisible hand, and the bones in their bodies were rattling.
For a moment.
All the strong men in the middle court were wiped out by Jiang Ziya, turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.
"Ziya is really cleaning up the house..." Lin Yi looked calm.
He had long expected that these powerful people in the middle court would die.
I just didn't expect it to be so soon.
Jiang Ziya had no expression on his face, looked at Qi Ming and said, "Okay!"
His compromise for a third-grade scholar was a huge concession, and it was for Dayu's sake.
Qiming pointed at Lin Yi in the distance and said, "There is another person!"
"I?"
Lin Yi was stunned.
He is not a powerful person in the Great Zhou Courtyard. He comes to watch the show and is forced to put a pot on his back?
Jiang Ziya's eyes twitched and he said, "He's not."
"You want to cover him?"
Qi Ming looked at Lin Yi, nodded slightly and said, "He is really outstanding, a very young third-level scholar. Is he the successor to the leader of the Great Zhou Tribe?"
Jiang Ziya said: "That's right!"
Dazhou was originally given as a gift to Master Lin, and he was indeed regarded as his successor.
Qi Ming sighed, "Of course I admire him, but this is my master's wish. No one must be left behind, otherwise the strong men of Daxia will not withdraw and the city will not be returned..."
Behind him, Qi Yi couldn't wait any longer and yelled: "Senior brother, why bother talking nonsense to him? The Great Zhou Dynasty has already existed in name only. When my junior brother becomes the leader of the Great Zhou clan, we will rule the prosperous times of the tribe with our senior brother!"
"Shut up!"
Qi Ming glared at Qi Yi and said in a deep voice: "You'd better forget those unrealistic thoughts in your head, otherwise... the master can't protect you!"
Qi Yi was stunned and said, "Why...why, we agreed."
"Shut up!"
boom!
Qi Ming flicked his sleeve robe, and Qi Yi's figure collapsed, and his mouth was bleeding from the sleeve robe.
Qi Yi: "Senior brother? You..."
"Brother Qi!"
The other Daxia masters supported Qi Yi, and their expressions changed slightly.
The leader of the Qiming clan actually beat Qi Yi.
This is the first time!
Qi Ming sent a message to Qi Yi and said: "Hitting you will make you remember that Dazhou is not something you can covet. Otherwise... it will not only be as simple as me beating you, but also your life will be at risk!"
Qi Yi gritted his teeth and remained silent.
There was deep resentment in his eyes.
Qi Ming stopped scolding his junior brother Qi Yi and glanced at Lin Yi, his eyes falling on Jiang Ziya, "If Senior Jiang Sheng can't do it, then... let me do it!"
He could tell that Jiang Ziya had no intention of taking action.
Instead of wasting time, just do it!
Qi Ming's eyes narrowed, and Ru Ling directly invoked the rules of literature and art, lightly opened his lips and said: "Bind!"
The power of literary rules and talent merged into a giant spiritual hand, grabbing directly at Lin Yi.
Jiang Ziya was furious when he saw this, "You kid!"
He just wanted to take action.
Lin Yi calmly said: "We are all our own people, don't hurt your harmony, I will deal with it!"
"this……"
Jiang Ziya was silent.
He soon understood and chose to stop. He knew that Master Lin wanted to teach his unscrupulous disciples a lesson.
A third grade.
Didn't Master Lin suppress it easily?
at the same time.
Lin Yi saw the attack of literature and art that combined the rules of literature and talent, but he still stood still. What the third-grade scholar is best at is dismantling.
Break down the rules.
The comparison is the degree of understanding of literary rules. Whoever understands more will be stronger.
It just so happened that Lin Yi returned from the Confucian Temple. His natural affinity for the rules of literature and Taoism was overwhelming. Haoran's righteousness blended with the overwhelming rules of literature and Taoism, and he was surrounded by holy light.
This is great righteousness.
Crush all talents.
Before the talented hand even got close to Lin Yi's body, it disintegrated and melted in the holy light.
Qi Ming looked moved and immediately stopped, "Haoran Zhengqi...are you from the Dayan royal family?"
Qi Yi and the powerful Daxia were also stunned.
Are the descendants of the Dayan royal family coming to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters?
What does Dayan Emperor Lin Yunhong want to do again? Is it because of the demon riot in the capital?
No matter how strong Daxia is, he doesn’t dare to go against the Dayan royal family!
at this time.
"Slow...slow down, I won't be able to stop! Ah..."
Bai Shuang's voice echoed across the sky and the earth, and then a man and a horse fell to pieces on the flat ground.
"Ouch!"
Bai Shuang rubbed his head, and then saw Lin Yi seemingly confronting a middle-aged man, and was shocked.
"I'm used to running so fast on eight legs, but my four legs are starting to feel uncomfortable. Ouch...it hurts me to death!"
The holy beast shook its head and got up. At a glance, it saw Qi Ming, a third-grade scholar, who was disrespecting Lin Yi. He instantly transformed into a shadowless beast and shouted, "What are you doing? How dare you provoke my master!"
"Holy beast!"
"Yes... it's a saint's mount!"
The strong man of Daxia exclaimed, the holy beast is particularly picky about people, and only those with the qualifications of a saint can make it willing to follow it.
Others, even if they use coercion and inducement, can only make them obey a little, and it is impossible to speak human words at all.
"What's it called? Have you ever seen a sacred beast as powerful as me?"
The holy beast glared disdainfully at the fourth-level experts, then slouched up to Lin Yi, lowering his head.
"Why are you following me? Didn't I ask you to stay there?"
Lin Yi touched the holy beast's head. The latter felt comfortable now and was as proud as a peacock.
