When Ling Yi heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then said dumbly: "I didn't expect that the mighty martial arts world has fallen to the predicament where a master with only half a step can command an entire state. It's really sad and ridiculous!"
"You bastard, do you know what you said?! Why don't you apologize to the head of the Zhao family quickly? Maybe you can even ask the ancestor of the Zhao family to leave you a whole body!"
In the crowd, some people couldn't help shouting at Ling Yi, hoping to win Zhao Guodong's favor by belittling Ling Yi.
Seeing this, the rest of the people couldn't help but cursed the man in their hearts as 'shameless old thief', and then they wanted to follow suit and planned to criticize Ling Yi verbally and writtenly.
But before they could open their mouths, they saw Ling Yi turn his head slightly and glance at the middle-aged man who was eager to come forward.
They originally thought that Ling Yi would definitely take action against that person, but after Ling Yi glanced at it, he looked away again and did it for a long time... That's it?
Being scolded is just a glare in public?
I can afford the consequences!
When they thought of this, those who couldn't hold it back opened their mouths again and were ready to curse.
"The surname is Ling, old..."
Before the 'zi' could say anything, they suddenly saw a purple flame suddenly burst out from the soles of the feet of the person who had insulted Ling Yi, and it swept across the person's body in an instant.
"ah!!!"
What followed was a heartbreaking wail of pain. His voice was so shrill that everyone present couldn't help but feel frightened.
Coupled with the frighteningly high temperature of the purple flame, they had to retreat again and again.
But even so, their cheeks were still sore from the heat wave of the purple flame.
Those guys who originally wanted to imitate this person, after seeing this, they all opened their mouths wide and swallowed the words they were about to say.
Looking at the charred corpse that was gradually curling up, they no longer knew how to describe their feelings of shock and fear.
And more people were sweating coldly while secretly rejoicing in their hearts: 'Fortunately, I didn't become the one who stood out, otherwise I would have been burned to death! '
"Killing people in the courtyard of my Zhao family?" Zhao Guodong squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Boy, do you think my Zhao family, who has a half-step master, is just a show-off?!"
At this time, Zhao Guodong was extremely arrogant and angry. After all, he had a half-step master standing behind him, so he naturally had the arrogance.
"Decorations?" Ling Yi heard this, smiled coldly, and then shook his head and said: "The furnishings are at least very beautiful, and you, the Zhao family, are a bunch of rubbish, and you still want to use them as decorations?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden gasp of air from all around.
They really didn't expect that the dignified Zhao family, the stable first family in Chuzhou in the future, would not even be considered a decoration in Ling Yi's eyes!
"You are still young after all. You really dare to say anything. Let's see how you end up later!" Someone heard this and immediately shook his head and snorted.
Hearing this, other people around him shook their heads and sighed, feeling that Ling Yi's mouth was too poisonous, and dying on this mouth would be considered a worthy death.
"Even though you are tough, when my grandpa takes action, you will never have a chance to speak again." Although Zhao Guodong became angry with embarrassment, he immediately became elated when he thought of his grandpa.
"In that case, why don't you let him get out and see me quickly?" Ling Yi said coldly. In terms of momentum, he could steadily overwhelm Zhao Guodong, the head of the family, by several heads.
"Don't worry, grandpa is bathing and changing clothes. After all, if you want to kill a formation master, you have to have a sense of ritual, right?" Zhao Guodong's face was full of pride, and his words were full of disdain for Ling Yi, as if Ling Yi was in the eyes of the Zhao family. It's already like a corpse.
Hearing this, Ling Yi smiled, then stretched out two fingers and said to Zhao Guodong: "There are two minutes left."
Hearing this, Zhao Guodong suddenly felt like his hair was fried. He pointed at Ling Yi's nose and cursed:
"You fucking...you actually dare to give me a countdown!"
"Okay! Very good! I just want to take a look today. After three minutes, what can you, Ling Wuchen, do to my Zhao family?"
After Zhao Guodong finished speaking, he folded his hands across his chest and stood firmly on the spot, with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face. His eyes looking at Ling Yi were filled with deep disdain.
Ling Yi didn't talk nonsense to him anymore, but silently counted the time in his heart.
When three minutes are up, the Zhao family will disappear from this world no matter what...
The heads of the big and small families who came to congratulate him all saw clearly Ling Yi's strength through the scene just now - he is indeed a person who can perform formations without setting up formations. Grandmaster.
As a result, a speculative voice soon came from the crowd: "So, wouldn't Ling Wuchen and the ancestor of the Zhao family have a 50-50 fight?"
As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted looks of contempt from everyone around him.
"Do you want to listen to what you are talking about in your sleep? No matter how powerful his formation master is, can he be on par with a martial arts master? Or do you think that a half-step master is not a master?"
"That is, in the same realm, martial arts masters are invincible and will not accept any form of refutation, even if the opponent is a cultivator, they are not false at all!"
"You're still thinking of 50-50? Even if that kid cheats, he is definitely no match for the ancestor of the Zhao family!"
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Even though Ling Yi had just demonstrated his terrifying ability to control fire, the public opinion of everyone present had hardly changed, and they still overwhelmingly supported Zhao Hanzhong.
Hearing these remarks in support of his grandfather, Zhao Guodong felt extremely comfortable.
Although it was still January and the weather was still cold, Zhao Guodong felt that there were bursts of warmth in the air, as if there was a fire nourishing it.
"Young man, do you hear that? Do you know what it means that public opinion cannot be violated? If you beg for mercy now, what I said before still counts. You can let my grandpa give you a good time."
Zhao Guodong said with great pride that even before his grandfather came forward, these people respected his grandfather so much. Then if they saw their grandfather's half-step master-level methods, wouldn't they be so frightened that they would kneel down and kowtow on the spot?
Zhao Guodong was extremely excited when he thought that he could rely on his grandfather's cultivation to control the whole Chuzhou.
As for the little Ling Wuchen, he had already stopped paying attention to him - after all, there was no need for him to compete with a corpse, right?
He originally thought that after he made such a condition, Ling Yi, who had no chance of winning, would definitely run away on the spot.
But what he never expected was that Ling Yi didn't care about these comments, and even regarded his attempts to persuade him to surrender as nothing more than farts.
Not only that, he slowly pressed down a finger and said unhurriedly: "There is still one minute."
"You're looking for fucking death!" Zhao Guodong heard this and immediately shouted loudly!
