"It seems that you are going to fight stubbornly." Di Xinchou knew that his behavior was redundant, and he was just testing it, hoping to learn something from Yang Qingyu's mouth, but Yang Qingyu is also an old man who has lived for decades, so why not Will be easily fooled. Di Xinqiu's expression changed, and ruthless killing intent emerged, "Kill, leave no one behind." As he spoke, Di Xinqiu punched Yang Qingyu in the face and blasted away.
Yang Qingyu was already prepared and went to greet him. Di Xinchou was also a cultivator at the sixth level of Guanshan Realm, and his strength was about the same as Yang Qingyu's. For a while, the two were inseparable.
"Yang Zhen, are you okay?" Yang Ning pulled up Yang Zhen who was shocked. When he saw Di Ming walking towards him, his face became solemn. Di Ming looked to be thirty years old, and his 1.8 meter body contained murderous intent. Yang Ning hurriedly helped Yang Zhen up and walked towards the crowd behind her. Yang Ning knew that he was invincible and chose to avoid it at the first opportunity.
Yang Ning's goal was not Yangjiacun, but running quickly in the direction of Dijiacun. Yang Ning knew that if this person was led in the direction of Yangjiacun, it would definitely be a disaster for Yangjiacun. However, although there is danger when he flees to the crowd in Dijia Village, if he can handle it well and make the people who come to him fearful, then his chances of survival will be much greater.
Yang Ning never thought about fighting this Di Ming head-on. Yang Ning had already observed clearly very early on that this Di Ming, judging from his momentum, should be a practitioner of the second level of Guanshan Realm. Once he had a head-on fight with him, he would be crushed to pieces by the opponent immediately.
The position Yang Ning chose was the weakest side for the intruders in Dijia Village. Yang Ning took advantage of her petite body, constantly changing the position of her feet, and quickly rushed into the crowd. It immediately caused a panic in Dijiacun.
"Boy, don't run away." When Di Ming saw that Yang Ning did not fight with him head-on, he was also angry. He didn't expect that at such a young age, he had such a plan, which also increased his determination to kill. Di Ming quickly rushed into his own crowd. But the moment he rushed in, he suddenly felt that he had been fooled. He became furious and shouted, "Ah! How dare you tease me."
"Haha, you're the one I'm teasing." came Yang Ning's voice. Yang Ning struck out with a short knife in his hand, and a villager from Dijia Village was killed by Yang Ning and fell into a pool of blood.
Yang Shengfeng stood in the team and did not take any action. The expression on his face was a little indifferent, as if he had nothing to do with the fighting and was just a passerby sitting and watching indifferently. In fact, Yang Shengfeng also had troubles in his heart. The prohibition in the body is already about to take action. If he takes action a few times, he will definitely be informed by that time. By then, I am afraid that not only Yangjia Village will be destroyed, but also the West Frontier and even the entire Liuyun Kingdom. Rivers of blood flowed. I have never told anyone about the prohibition in my body. Yang Qingyu only knew that Yang Shengfeng could not take action at will, but he did not know the prohibition in his body.
Yang Shengfeng didn't pay attention to anything else, but he was always paying attention to his son. When he found that Yang Ning would run towards the crowd in Dijia Village, he felt happy. It seemed that Ning'er had really grown up.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, there were less than a hundred people standing on the field. At this moment, the two parties stopped in unison. Yang Ning also quickly returned to the direction of Yangjiacun.
"Di Xinchou, you are also a smart person, be careful not to be used as a gunman by others." Yang Qingyu knew very well that the attack on Yangjia Village was definitely not his idea. After all, it is nonsense to say that ancestors and neighbors have no feelings. But now Di Xinqiu brought someone to kill him, so there was only one reason: he was instigated by others.
"Being a spear user? Yang Qingyu, you are worthy of it." Di Xinchou looked at Zhou and found that both sides suffered heavy casualties. Although nine of his own people were cultivators, he did not expect that Yangjiacun would be like this. Resist stubbornly. Di Xinchou glanced at the more than sixty people standing behind him. Many of them had scars on their bodies.
"I don't know whether he is worthy or not, but I, Yangjiacun, will never give in." Yang Qingyu answered decisively without any hesitation. Although there were heavy casualties, due to his personality, Yang Qingyu would never survive on his knees.
"Uncle Zhou, you won't blame me." Yang Shengfeng stepped forward and stood beside Yang Qingyu, his tone was indifferent, without any urgency. He was dressed in black, and his fierce aura quietly spread out.
Di Xinchou's expression changed drastically. When Yang Shengfeng slowly expanded his momentum, he had already discovered how powerful Yang Shengfeng was. There was panic in his eyes, "Who are you?" Di Xinchou's tone was trembling. He never thought that there was such an imposing person in Yangjiacun. The expressions of the people behind him also changed greatly. They never expected that in such a barren western border, other than the Qushan tribe, there would be anyone with such momentum.
"It doesn't matter who I am." Yang Shengfeng paused, his spiritual power unfolded, and his aura was completely released. Everyone in Dijia Village was overwhelmed by the momentum, and Di was even more angry. Beads of sweat rolled down Di Xinchou's forehead. He wanted to resist this fierce momentum, but was ruthlessly suppressed. Di Xinchou felt that his legs were weak, as if he wanted to kneel on the ground.
"The important thing is that if you don't retreat today, you will stay here forever." Yang Shengfeng relied on his spiritual power and slowly rose up.
There was a thump.
"Ah." Di Xinqiu endured the pain in his knees. He seemed to be afraid of the facts in front of him. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Yang Shengfeng who was slowly rising. "He turned out to be a strong man in the mountain-building realm." Di Xinqiu I felt like I had lost a mouthful of saliva, it felt stuck in my throat, and it was a little difficult to breathe. I didn't expect that in this small Yangjia Village, there would be a strong person in the mountain-building realm. Flying in the sky is the symbol of the Mountain-Building Realm. Although there has never been a strong Mountain-Building Realm expert in Qingming Town, the symbol of a strong Mountain-Building Realm person is very clear. Flying in the air is the ability of cultivators after they reach the mountain-building realm.
Di Xinchou never thought that he would meet such a strong person today, and his heart was filled with regret. Di Xinchou's eyes were empty, staring at Yang Shengfeng who was slowly rising, and he already didn't know what to do. Although the people in Dijia Village behind him were kneeling on the ground like Di Xinqiu, the shock in their eyes made them completely forget where they were and what kind of situation they were in.
Yang Shengfeng floated in the air, "How is it? Do you agree to retreat now?" Yang Shengfeng looked down at the people in Dijia Village below, pointed at Di Xinchou and asked.
The people below were already stunned and ignored Yang Shengfeng's questions.
"Uncle Qingyu, go and kill that Di Ming." Yang Shengfeng obviously did not intend to let go of Di Ming who was targeting his son, and said directly.
Yang Qingyu did not speak, but raised the steel knife in his hand.
Click.
Di Ming's eyes widened before he could react, and his head was beheaded by Yang Qingyu's steel knife.
"ah."
All the people from Dijia Village on the scene came to their senses. Seeing the head rolling on the ground, everyone's eyes were filled with panic. Who will be next? This is what everyone is thinking.
"I'll ask again. If no one answers, then I'll leave you all here." Yang Shengfeng didn't take it seriously that Yang Qingyu chopped off Di Ming's head. There was a hint of anger in his tone.
"Yes, please, senior." Di Xinchou also came to his senses, but the hatred in his heart became deeper and deeper.
"Leave whatever valuables you have on you and retreat immediately. Otherwise, keep them all." Yang Shengfeng intended to intimidate, but did not intend to kill them all. She also knew that this so-called Di Xinqiu was just a test by the other party, and Di Xinqiu was undoubtedly used as a gun as the old man Yang Qingyu said.
"Yes. I respectfully ask for your advice, senior. I will retreat immediately." Di Xinchou wanted to die at this moment. He was suppressed by someone's momentum and fell to his knees. Not only that, not only did Dijia Village suffer heavy casualties, but also left behind Drop something. Di Xinchou hated the man from Qingming Town with all his heart. He himself did not expect that this attack on the seemingly weak Yangjiacun would pay such a heavy price. Di Xinchou closed his eyes, seemingly regretting his mistake.
"Leave the storage bag and get out of here." Yang Shengfeng yelled, seeming a little impatient. The anger in his tone could break out at any time.
"Yes..." Di Xinchou tried to get up, but found that his momentum was locked and retreated quietly. Di Xinchou stood up in a hurry, leaving his storage bag behind, and like a mouse, he led the villagers of Dijia Village and retreated in embarrassment.
Yang Shengfeng came to Yang Qingyu. "Uncle Qingyu, take care of the casualties."
Yang Qingyu didn't say much, but looked at the horrific situation on the ground. "Everyone, check to see if there are any survivors." Yang Qingyu said and took action.
"Uncle Qingyu, it seems that some people can't sit still anymore." Yang Shengfeng also said while checking everyone's wounds.
"Yes, in this western border, the situation is turbulent and it is not easy to survive." Yang Qingyu shook his head helplessly. He also understands the attack on Dijia Village. Yangjiacun has been weak for many years, and this high-profile hunting trip has made many people restless. After all, no one wants their opponent to become stronger. Being able to kill the opponent in the cradle is the iron rule of this Western Frontier. The Western Frontier is already barren, and no one wants to have more people to share materials with. This was the case with Dijia Village, which had just retreated.
Yang Shengfeng said nothing. Staring into the distance, it seems that I won't be able to stay here much longer. Why. Yang Shengfeng sighed.
"Yang Ning, are you okay?" Yang Zhen struggled and came to the ground where Yang Ning was lying. In the fight just now, although the two of them were not injured, they still used all their strength and looked a little pale at the moment.
"It's okay, but I'm a little weak." Yang Ning didn't move, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly, answering Yang Zhen.
"But you kid can do it." Yang Zhen was half-lying beside Yang Ning, and gently punched Yang Ning's chest with his fist, "In such a situation, you would actually rush towards the camp in Dijia Village. And he was able to escape unscathed.”
"Luck." Yang Ning smiled slightly. In fact, before rushing over, Yang Ning had already observed the situation. The side he rushed to was the enemy's weak side. As for retreating, it was easier. He was already petite, which made his actions easier. He was so nimble, and the side he was charging at were all ordinary humans, so how could he not escape unscathed? After all, the people in Dijia Village are powerful, but most of them are ordinary people who have not entered the ranks of cultivators. In the past few days, he has exceeded his limits several times. For ordinary people, Yang Ning is not very good. Weak.
"However, I still want to thank you." Yang Ning said in a cautious tone, "Thank you."
"Thank you for what." Yang Zhen smiled, "Brothers, do you still need to be polite?" Yang Zhen laughed loudly. Yang Zhen found that Yang Ning seemed to have changed a lot after going through the fanged beast. Especially this time in the Qingsong Mountains, he seemed calm and witty. This made Yang Zhen feel very happy. For a strong man like Yang Shengfeng, Yang Zhen also admired him very much. He also didn't want Uncle Shengfeng's son to be as miserable as before.
