Chapter 32 Fear

"Let's go to hell." Yun Yiyang didn't look at the dead leader of Wandumen and crushed the leader's head with one foot.

"Are all the leaders dead?"

"The power realm of the leader is already the peak of infinite longevity in the realm of creation. How can he die? Only the masters of the Taoist realm can kill him.

"Is this boy a master of the Taoist realm? How is that possible? He is less than 20 years old, and the 20-year-old master of Hedao is rare among the whole human monks. He is a wizard once in tens of millions of years.

"Let's go, let's go back and report to the elder or door owner, and then send many masters to kill him. His body is so strong that he can definitely be refined into a poison puppet."

Sw...

Some masters of the poisonous door flew out one after another, integrated into the realm of void, broke through the space with their bare hands, and were about to escape into nothingness.

They still had no doubt about it. They only saw Yun Yiyang step on the leader's head with one foot. They were all stunned, and then they all woke up and fled out. Everyone knew that they were not the opponent of this 20-year-old young Marquis Yuncheng.

"Would you like to go? Even if they all come, there is no reason to let you go. Let's die together!" Yun Yiyang roared with a Thunderbolt. With him as the center, all the soldiers in the whole Yang family's mansion fell to the ground one after another, and their ears were bleeding and fainted.

And the spears in their hands, driven by the invisible momentum, flew up together, crossed the sky, and stabbed the back of all the masters of the Poison Gate like lightning.

Steel spear, spear spirals at high speed in the air, impact. Almost rubbing with the air produces fire, and the pungent smell of iron is transmitted to the whole square again.

Yun Yiyang finally began to show his real power, showing his strength, which is beyond the reach of no one.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ......

Seven or eight times in a row, dozens of screams. All the masters who were about to escape into the void were pierced by spears and nailed to the ground. They were powerful and powerful but not dead. They kept squirming on the ground. Their screams were miserable and creepy.

At this time, Yun Yiyang's footsteps left the broken head of the leader of the Wandu Gate. His whole body was shocked, and the blood stains on his feet were shaken open one after another. His clothes were clean, which did not seem to have experienced a tragic fight at all.

He turned around again and stared at all the masters present in the Yang family, with a smile on his face: "Yang Zhichong, Yang Zhilong... You people colluded with the poisonous family and defected to Prince Yuan, thinking that you could destroy my Hou family in Yuncheng? It's a joke. In this way, we now give you a chance to submit to our Yuncheng Hou family and be a slave to our Yuncheng Hou family. I can spare your life. Otherwise, the Yang family will destroy the door today, and the whole family will not stay.

"Bah!" Yang Zhilong opened his eyes angrily and roared unwillingly: "Will so many of us be afraid of you alone? Junior, our Yang family is deeply rooted, and we are going to fight with you, the Marquis of Yuncheng and his son today.

Although his tone was tough, he was beating in his heart. Seeing that Yunyi blinked effortlessly to destroy all the masters of the poisonous sect, knives and guns were invulnerable. It was still unknown whether all the masters of the Yang family were his opponents.

"Go quickly, go!" Yang Zhichong, the head of the Yang family, really saw that Yun Yiyang is like an ancient demon god. He should not be in this world at all. In this world, there is no room for people to compete with it. The real energy in his body is almost endless, and his moves are as fierce as the ancient demon god wakes up.