"What iron plate? Is this the person in front of me? Qingying glanced at Yang Shengfeng who was meditating not far away. His consciousness carefully scanned Yang Shengfeng and did not find any fluctuations in spiritual energy. Then he became bold and looked disdainful. Since there is no spiritual energy Qingying felt relieved as his power fluctuated. He glanced at the miserable situation of the squad leader, his eyes full of reproach.
"Yes, deputy commander." A cavalryman supporting the squad leader replied respectfully.
"A bunch of losers." Qingying is a cultivator at the ninth level of Guanshan Realm, and the person in front of him has just confirmed that he has not found any spiritual power fluctuations, so he is definitely not a cultivator. After all, the intelligence system of his tribe is not a vegetarian. If this person's strength has broken through the mountain-building realm, then his tribe will definitely not know about it. You must know that your tribe is the overlord of the western border of Liuyun Kingdom, and a strong person in the mountain-building realm will definitely be known by the tribe. Then there is only one possibility, and that is that the person in front of you has absolutely no cultivation. Not a practitioner either. Otherwise, it would be impossible to avoid his own detection.
"Who are you?" Qing Yingyi commanded, obviously used to being arrogant. After all, no one dared to challenge the majesty of the Qushan tribe in the western border area.
Yang Shengfeng did not open his eyes, and said in an indifferent tone: "Are you the leader of these people?" Yang Shengfeng just heard the team in front of him call him deputy commander, and he also understood that this person definitely has a voice in this so-called silver-blooded cavalry. The right person. He also made up his mind. He was so arrogant and arrogant. He didn't have a trace of a cultivator's ethics. He deserved to die. Qingying's name was added to Yang Shengfeng's list of those who must die.
"What? Isn't it enough to die for you?" Qingying is used to being arrogant. For people who don't have any aura of cultivators, Qingying doesn't look at them, and his eyes are also contemptuous. The squad leader was speechless at the horrific situation in front of him. He didn't even ask how he was injured. He had already forgotten about the situation reported by the cavalryman.
"Farewell?" Yang Shengfeng smiled softly without opening his eyes, his consciousness covering this area. He didn't take Qing Ying seriously. Yang Shengfeng already knew Qing Ying's cultivation level as early as the moment Qing Ying approached.
"What? Isn't it enough?" Qingying said, grabbing Yang Shengfeng's shoulder. Immediately, the evil energy emitted from Qingying's body, and the evil energy was shocking. Yang Shengfeng also frowned slightly, how could he be so evil? It was unexpected that a small deputy commander would turn out to be a murderous maniac. Yang Shengfeng hated the Qushan tribe more and more in his heart. He was also increasingly dissatisfied with the Qushan tribe.
Yang Shengfeng had heard about the evil reputation of the Qushan tribe before, and the Silver-blooded Cavalry's reputation was even worse. He had never seen it before, so he just assumed it was something he had heard. After all, in such a desolate western border. Even though their reputation was astonishing, they were still from a small local tribe, so they didn't pay much attention to them. But he did not expect that the Qushan tribe would use such cruel methods to rule the Western Frontier. Just from the overwhelming evil aura of the commander in front of him, he knew that there was definitely a lot of life in this person.
"Not enough." Yang Shengfeng answered decisively. Yang Shengfeng decided not to let this person go. Yang Shengfeng's previous plan was to give them a lesson if they came to understand current affairs, but after feeling such evil spirits, he changed his mind.
Yang Shengfeng opened his eyes, his eyes were steely, and he stood up, ready to kill. Just then, a voice sounded in the air, "Senior, please be merciful."
The visitor was none other than Xue Han, who had been arriving for a long time. He was dressed in red and fell in front of Qingying.
"Senior, please show mercy." Xue Han bent down and saluted Yang Shengfeng respectfully. His tone was also very low, as if he was apologizing for Qingying's ignorance.
"Commander?" Qingying asked, feeling very puzzled when he saw Xue Han being so humble.
"Shut up. Why don't you quickly apologize to senior?" Xue Han tilted his head slightly, his tone a little warm and angry. She seemed to feel a little sorry for Qingying's ignorance.
"But?" Qingying still didn't believe the facts in front of her. She didn't expect that her commander would be so humble. This made Qingying feel a little beyond his own understanding. He stayed aside for a while, completely at a loss.
"Qingying, why don't you come over and apologize?" Xuehan deliberately lowered his voice and reminded Qingying. Xue Han also just arrived and noticed the sharp look in Yang Shengfeng's eyes just now. Discovering that the person in front of him was definitely not as ordinary as he appeared in front of him, and that he had experienced that aloof and awe-inspiring aura from the ancestors of his own tribe. Therefore, Xue Han concluded that this person was definitely not an ordinary cultivator, and he was definitely Be a master.
"No need." Yang Shengfeng looked at the man in red in front of him and said lightly. With a wave of his hand, a stream of spiritual power directly attacked Qingying.
laugh.
A sound came, and before Qingying could recover from his sluggish state, he lost any breath.
Xuehan also curled up his lips slightly, feeling unbearable for a while. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would be so heartless and would not give Qingying any chance. He was also very unhappy. There was such a powerful person in the western border of Liuyun Kingdom. . You must know that Qingying is also at the ninth level of Guanshan Realm, not much weaker than himself, but the person in front of him can definitely kill him instantly.
Xue Han was filled with surprise. He never expected that there would be someone with such strength in this desolate western frontier, but his tribe didn't know about it. Xue Han was filled with regret, and he was also very secretive about the tribe's intelligence department.
The rest of the silver-blooded cavalry arrived one after another and captured Yang Shengfeng. The blood in front of Yang Shengfeng remained motionless. In fact, it wasn't that Xue Han couldn't move, but that he didn't dare to move. Regarding the temper of the person in front of him, Xue Han really didn't dare to provoke him. This person's strength is definitely on par with, or even surpasses, the ancestors of the tribe. Xuehan's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements.
"You are their leader." Yang Shengfeng glanced at the eighty people surrounding him and found that they were all equipped with the same equipment, and he was a little shocked.
"Senior, yes." Xue Han's mouth was already trembling a little. He himself did not expect that he would encounter such a strong person in this mission.
