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Chapter 125: A Sword and Thunder

"who?"

Yang Magistrate Yang, Yang Ying and his son were shocked, their expressions changed suddenly, and they all looked towards the palace gate.

Yang Ying's eyes showed a sharp light like a blade. Before she could see the appearance of the visitor clearly, she shouted loudly and waved her sleeves.

In an instant, silver light spread throughout the sky, like a little candlelight, but its momentum was as fast as a storm, and thousands of dots were covering Pei Yuanzhou's body.

Saw!

The energy broke through the air and made a sharp and sharp roar, like a sound, or like countless sounds connected into one.

They were silver needles as thin as cow's hair. Under the infusion of Yang Ying's true energy, they had the power of cracking metal and stone, covering the sky and earth, covering the palace gate, making Pei Yuan unable to escape and unable to retreat.

Pei Yuan neither dodged nor retreated, and his palm stretched out flat and headed towards hundreds of silver needles.

There seemed to be endless suction on his palm, forming a whirlpool that was invisible to the naked eye. The silver needles in all directions were in chaos, turning into silver threads and falling into Pei Yuan's palm.

The true energy surged and flowed into the palm of the palm. Hundreds and thousands of silver needles twisted and deformed, gathered together into a ball, and in an instant it was squeezed into a silver ball the size of a finger, rolling drippingly in its palm.

Yang Ying looked solemn, and the true energy in his body surged wildly.

"Ying'er, stop!" Yang Gong suddenly scolded, with a hint of fear at his eyes, looked at Pei Yuan, and changed into a smile: "It turns out that Xia Xiao is coming, it really makes my Yang Mansion shine brightly, haha!"

Prefect Yang was ambitious. As an important news channel, even if there were many omissions and distortions in it, he would not miss every time the Golden Bill is rotated and updated.

He naturally recognized the role of "Xiao Shiyilang" played by Pei Yuan.

"Is this your last words?" Pei Yuan rolled in the silver balls between his fingers, threw them up and fell.

Prefect Yang's face froze.

The other party doesn't play according to the routine. Shouldn't he say "You know me" at this time? Then he took the opportunity to praise him a few more words and everyone turned war into jade.

Since the other party didn't take this trick, the prefect Yang's face sank and said, "Why did Daxia Xiao kill me? For fame or for profit?"

"If it is for profit, the wealth of Manchu will be chosen by Daxiao."

"If it's a name..." Yang prefect laughed and said, "It's not because of my boastfulness that our destiny has boasted, because of the reputation of our destiny among the people, Xiao Xia killed me. Not only did he not have a good reputation, but he was afraid that he would still smell a hundred miles in the wind and be infamous!"

"If you are friends with this mansion, you can get everything you want. On the contrary, if you kill me, not only will you punish the government, but you will also get into the Jintang Yang family..." Yang looked at Pei Yuan with a smile, as if he was confident: "Xiao Daxiao is a smart man, and he would definitely not do such a stupid thing."

puff!

Yinwan fell from mid-air and rolled into Pei Yuan's palm again. He looked at Yang Zhifu calmly: "Are you finished talking? It's such a nonsense!"

Being stared at these indifferent eyes, all the confidence, wisdom and plan in the heart of Prefect Yang was instantly disintegrated, and he was full of creepy and shouted: "Sir Xiao, wait!"

Whoosh!

The silver ball in Pei Yuan's palm flew out of the air, like a meteor flying, shot directly into the wide open mouth of Yang Taifu.

Next moment.

With a bang, the entire head of Yang Magistrate Yang burst out like an egg, and the white and red sputtered out, sprinkling Yang Ying's body.

Yang Ying was stunned and then let out a roar: "Father!" His eyes suddenly turned bloody and glared at Pei Yuan fiercely, and a roar shook the whole mansion.

"Xiao Shiyilang, I'll kill you!"

Yang Ying's clothes exploded with the true energy and shattered inch by inch. He raised his fingers, swallowing and spitting out sharp energy, and his roots were like swords, and he rushed towards him with a bang.

Knock!

The sword light rotated and flowed through the entire venue in an instant. The sound of thunder was gathered in the entire hall, and rays of electric arcs wandered in the void, gathering into a blazing electric snake, which suddenly broke through the sky.

As the sky was shaking, the hall trembled, and the roof was directly lifted by a surging and fierce aura, and countless gravel splashed around.

Of course, there is no need to use a knife to kill an Yang Ying. However, after Pei Yuan obtained the three thunder styles, he had never used them in actual combat. He happened to try it out at this moment.

A knife broke through the sky, and a thunder broke out.

The huge thunder not only shocked the Yang Mansion, but also conveyed to the outer streets, making many tourists from the rivers and lakes look up and wonder. Then they saw a dazzling sword light rising from the center of the Yang Mansion, like a sharp lightning cutting through the sky.

With the loud bang, the sound of collapse came from the Yang Mansion.

In the collapsed hall, Yang Ying was directly shattered by a knife. Even if the long sword in Pei Yuan's hand was wrapped in true energy, he could not withstand the attack of the knife energy and shattered into residue.

He turned around and went outside. He waved his palm and inserted all the bags of the Yang Mansion guards who had been fixed by him into the palm power range. He turned his palms and pressed them down, as if the sky had fallen and the mountains had collapsed. Boss Wu and others had blew their bones and their bodies were directly pressed into flesh mud.

Leaving Boss Wu may be able to expose the true face of Prefect Yang.

But there is no need for Pei Yuan to kill Yang Magistrate Yang, all depends on his own will, and he does not need to explain anything to anyone.

As soon as Pei Yuan left, the palace was alarmed, and a large group of people rushed towards the central hall. Seeing the collapse of the hall, the flesh and muddy scene, and the headless body suspected to be Yang's headless body were all shocked.

At the same time, there were also many tourists from the rivers and lakes who heard the noise and spyed into the palace.

"What a sharp sword energy, you can feel it so far away! If you face it head-on, you really don't know how terrible it should be?"

"This man killed someone in the prefect's residence. I wonder who died?"

"Xiao Shiyilang? I just vaguely seemed to hear someone in the mansion calling Xiao Shiyilang's name. Could it be that the perpetrator is Xiao Shiyilang?"

Many people in the martial arts world speculated and discussed it a lot, and some people who were self-reliant in force couldn't help but jump into the courtyard wall and into the inner room.

A sharp whistling sound came from the air, but a figure fell from the sky, wrapped in amazing energy, and stepped on it, dozens of leg shadows appeared. The people who snatched into the mansion were shrouded in the leg shadows, and were immediately hit to the point of breaking their tendons and breaking their bones and vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"Zhen Yuan? I am a master of Xuanfei Realm!"

The wise man exclaimed.

"It's the Iron Wingguard Punishment, Ge Yuankai!"

Immediately afterwards, another gangster recognized the identity of the person and blurted out.

Ge Yuankai was wearing a silver burqa, about forty years old, and was as tall as a giant bear.

In fact, he is over 60 years old, but his essence remains unchanged at all. Once stimulated, it is like a storm, giving people a powerful oppressive force.

Ge Yuankai exuded his might without hesitation, threatening the people of the martial arts world, and then fell into the center of the Yang Mansion and stood in front of the ruined hall.

"Who?"

"presumptuous!"

The Yang Mansion's guards had become frightened birds. Seeing him flying down, each sword was pulled out, and someone even pulled a bow and arrow and shot him quickly.

Ge Yuankai stomped his feet suddenly, and a strong wind shook out, shaking the arrows that were shooting out. His eyes scanned the ruins, grabbed them with great hands, and his energy was like a swimming snake, pouring into the ruins, everywhere.

Hula hula!

Blood-colored pills flew out and floated in front of him. Ge Yuankai looked at it a few times, his face was slightly dark, and he snorted. A shocking force came out of his nose, and the blood-colored pills turned into powder.
Chapter completed!
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