The monks in the Qi refining stage cannot pose any threat to Ye Lingfeng at all, and there is no need for Ye Lingfeng to spend a lot of effort.
As soon as he pointed out his spiritual power, the two guards were knocked down by Ye Lingfeng without even reacting.
When he opened the door, he saw Yang Wenluo lying on the bed with a peaceful face, unaware of the approach of death.
Ye Lingfeng laughed, pulled up a chair and sat down. With a move of his right hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the cold breath instantly hit Yang Wenluo on the bed.
Originally, Ye Ling Bellows directly killed Yang Wenluo, but then he thought that it would be too cheap to kill him just like that, so he waited until now and did not take action, but just put the sword on his neck.
The cold long sword instantly woke up Yang Wenluo from his sleep, and he said hazily: "Jiaojiao, stop making trouble, didn't you see that I am sleeping? I will play with you after my injury recovers."
When Ye Lingfeng heard this, his face turned pale. He didn't expect that Yang Wenluo was still thinking about the beauty at this time. No wonder his cultivation level didn't increase, and all his strength was used in bed.
"Young City Master, it's time to get up. The City Master asked you to go to the hall to find him." Ye Lingfeng raised the sword in his hand and said with a smile.
Yang Wenluo rubbed his eyes and looked out the window and found that it was still dark outside. Moreover, Ye Lingfeng was still wearing black clothes, so Yang Wenluo didn't recognize him at all.
He immediately scolded: "Is it dawn yet? Get out, you lied to me, and you will see if I don't kill you."
"Really? Yang Wenluo, look who I am?" Ye Lingfeng sneered, and with a sweep of his sword, a dazzling white light instantly woke up Yang Wenluo.
He immediately started to do it and saw a long sword sweeping across. He lay down again in fright and said immediately: "Who are you? Why did you come to me in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion?
Do you believe that if I shout, dozens of people will immediately come to my heart, and by then it will be difficult for you to fly out even if you grow wings? "
Ye Lingfeng shook his head. Until now, Yang Wenluo hadn't realized his situation and was still threatening him. It seemed that not dying was a waste of air. It would be better to do justice for heaven.
"Yang Wenluo, take a good look at who I am?" After Ye Lingfeng said that, he cut off the screen outside the bed with a sword, revealing his face, and finally put the sword directly on Yang Wenluo's neck.
Feeling the coldness coming from the long sword, Yang Wenluo was shocked, pointed at Ye Lingfeng and hesitated: "You? Ye...Ye Lingfeng? What do you want to do? I tell you, I am the son of the city lord, you Don’t mess around, otherwise the Human Emperor Palace will not let you go.”
Only then did Yang Wenluo realize that it was Ye Lingfeng. Thinking of what he had done before, and looking at the long sword on his neck and Ye Lingfeng's cold eyes, Yang Wenluo became afraid.
Ye Lingfeng was stunned, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but snorted: "Human Emperor Palace? Haha, maybe, but you can't see it anymore. Tell me, is there anything else you want me to bring to Yang Zhongyuan?"
When Yang Wenluo heard this, Ye Lingfeng's words were contemptuous, but he actually had no intention of taking the Human Emperor Palace seriously, and he immediately became anxious.
He immediately got out of bed and knelt down and begged: "Brother Ye, please let me go. We grew up together. Although I could not do anything to regret you, this is all in the past, and you have become great in cultivation.
You see, if I hadn't treated you like that, you wouldn't have been able to cultivate so quickly. Brother Ye, are you right?
I can be regarded as meritorious, so Brother Ye, you can’t kill me. Please, don’t kill me, okay? I’ll do whatever you want me to do, okay? "
"So I still want to thank you?" Ye Lingfeng snorted coldly after hearing this. This guy's face was actually thicker than Jian Yuchen and Jian Chen's.
It is true that the most humble person is invincible, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
When Yang Wenluo heard this, he felt that there was something interesting, and immediately kowtowed and thanked him: "No need to thank you, as long as Brother Ye spares my life, don't worry, from now on, I, Yang Wenluo, will be yours. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west." , there is no ambiguity in asking me to go to Daoshan."
"Haha, Yang Wenluo, Yang Wenluo, you really can't hear nice words. I calmly said that if I, Ye Lingfeng, don't die today, the life of those who bully me will be worse than death. Wan Muhua is already dead. Today, it’s your turn.”
Ye Lingfeng laughed loudly and let Yang Wenluo go. That was impossible. He immediately raised his sword and dropped it. He didn't intend to torture him any more and just gave him a good break.
After all, I am not the kind of ruthless person, and I can't bear to see life worse than death.
When Yang Wenluo saw this, it seemed that Ye Lingfeng had to kill him, so he immediately stood up and pushed Ye Lingfeng away and ran out the door.
"Someone is coming, someone is coming, there are assassins and thorns..."
Ye Lingfeng's eyes flickered, and he immediately used the art of combining human and sword, turning into a stream of light that instantly penetrated Yang Wenluo's body.
Until his death, Yang Wenluo's mouth was open. He wanted to finish speaking but no longer had the strength.
After hearing the movement here, the guards of the City Lord's Mansion hurriedly ran over. However, they saw a streak of light across the sky, and Yang Wenluo's body fell in front of the door.
Yang Wenluo was seen holding the threshold tightly with both hands, trying to get out, but unfortunately, his hands could only stop here and could no longer get out.
"Young City Lord? Young City Lord?" The leading guard was Yang Zhongyuan's confidant named Yang Fu. When he saw Yang Wenluo like this, he shouted immediately.
There was no response. Yang Fu immediately checked Yang Wenluo's pulse and found that he was dead.
"It's not good, the young city lord is dead, so I went to find the city lord..."
Yang Fugang wanted to speak and asked people to keep quiet. After all, the young city lord died at home for no reason, and his reputation would be bad if he spoke out.
It's a pity that he was still a step too late, and he didn't know who shouted at this time. Yang Wenluo's death spread instantly throughout the city lord's palace.
Although it was late at night, this sound was like thunder, and everyone in the City Lord's Mansion knew about it.
Yang Fu was furious, drew his sword and pointed to the sky and shouted: "Shut up, everyone, who dares to make noise like this tree."
Suddenly a sword light flashed, and a tree next to Yang Fu broke.
For a moment, the people in the city lord's mansion no longer dared to speak. Yang Fu looked around at everyone and said softly: "You two, carry the young city lord back into the house first, and then find an ice monk to freeze the young city lord. I'll go Find the Lord of the City."
Ye Lingfeng admired Yang Fu for his calmness in the face of danger and handling things in an orderly manner. However, they had different paths and did not conspire against each other. Yang Fu was a member of Yang Zhongyuan, and they would all be enemies sooner or later.
With that said, Ye Lingfeng flew up and flew towards the Wang family, but unfortunately, Yang Zhongyuan didn't know where he went. It would be great to see the heartbreaking scene of Yang Zhongyuan losing his son.
But Ye Lingfeng couldn't see it, because Yang Zhongyuan had already found Jian Chen and told Jian Chen his thoughts.
