My Master Is a God

Several cars behind the two cars of Yang Yiyun and Qing Que clung to each other, and after forty or fifty minutes, the car drove out of the city and into the mountains.

According to Bai Lang's explanation on the errand, the base is in a small town on the outskirts of the city, just after climbing a three-kilometer mountain, as long as they reach the base of the town, they will be supported.

Yang Yiyun nodded, looking back at the cars behind him from time to time.

At a certain moment, there was a sudden 'bang' sound ahead!

The car braked suddenly, causing Yang Yiyun to bump headfirst into the front seat, and he was suddenly furious.

White Wolf's nervous voice sounded next to his ear, "Get out of the car quickly, sir, I can't leave."

While talking, Bai Lang didn't know when a pistol appeared in his hand, he opened the car door and went down to be on guard.

At this time, Yang Yiyun also observed the mushroom cloud flames that appeared in front of them, but it was Qing Que and their car that was blasted into a big hole in the road ahead.

He told Duguwu: "Wuqing protect them both." While talking, he opened the car door and walked down.

"Don't worry sir~" Dugu asked Xiang Hua to get off the car when he was speaking ruthlessly.

At this moment, the four cars chasing after him had already reached twenty meters away.

After getting off the car, Yang Yiyun quickly walked to the back of the car and broke the big lock on the back of the freight car, and tightened the original stone in the car into the space of the Qiankun Pot with a wave of his hand.

At this time, taking advantage of the chaos will not arouse other people's ideas.

Then he greeted Bai Lang, Dugu Wuqing, and Xiang Hua to move closer to Qing Que and the others.

When they walked over, the four of Qingque held various firearms in their hands and fired at the road ahead.

Seeing Yang Yiyun approaching, Qing Que said solemnly: "Sir, the other party came prepared, we need to abandon the car and go into the mountains."

Anyway, the original stone has already received the space of Qiankun Pot, and nothing happened, Yang Yiyun said: "Okay, you should withdraw me first and worry about it later."

After speaking, he said to Dugu Wuqing: "Wuqing takes good care of them, you retreat first."

"Sir, be careful~" Dugu Wuqing naturally knew how powerful Yang Yiyun's force value was, so he turned around without saying much and walked away thinking about the small forest on the hillside.

On the contrary, Qing Que said anxiously: "Sir, our duty is not only your business guide, but also your safety back-up, you and you withdraw first, we will stop later."

In the eyes of Qing Que and the others, Yang Yiyun is someone who has no fighting power. She was very upset when she heard Yang Yiyun say that she was going to break up at this time.

Yang Yiyun grinned, looked at Qingque and the others, and naturally understood that he was a rookie in their eyes.

Without arguing with them, he suddenly punched the car next to him.

"touch~"

An off-road car that weighed at least four or five tons was thrown by Yang Yiyun for more than three meters in an instant.

At this moment, intensive gunshots sounded from the side of several people: "咻咻咻......"

Qingque and the others also saw Yang Yiyun's strength, and it was only in her mind that she remembered that Yang Yiyun's certificate was the most mysterious member of Shenlongtan in China.

Shenlongtan is a transcendent organization.

Thinking of this, Qing Que glanced at Yang Yiyun and said, "Be careful, sir, let's retreat first."

After speaking, he rushed into the grove with his people and left.

After Yang Yiyun was buried behind the off-road vehicle, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and everything within 27 meters around him centered on him appeared in his mind.

At a certain moment, his spiritual sense noticed that a three-meter-old man with a gun came over and entered the range of his spiritual sense.

The corner of his mouth raised, he picked up three stones on the ground, and hit the three big men with his backhand.

After three muffled grunts, the three fell to the ground.

They were three ordinary soldiers from the southern country. Yang Yiyun should be from some forces in the southern country. Anyway, he didn't like these monkeys from the southern country, so they killed them as soon as they were killed.

Immediately afterwards, there was a piercing sound next to his ear, and he quickly dodged.

"Ding Dong~"

Just dodging, it was found that a half-foot short knife had been stabbed into the wagon.

Ancient martial arts master~

Squinting his eyes, he saw a well-dressed old man more than 20 meters away, in his sixtieth year, looking at him with gutter eyes.

With their eyes facing each other, the old man said sinisterly: "Boy, leave the money on your body and let you live." The words were in Chinese.

With a sinister smile, the old man walked like Yang Yiyun.

In Yang Yiyun's spiritual consciousness, this old man is an ancient martial artist at the lower level of the ninth level of Anjin. Listening to him, Yang Yiyun smiled, and a gold card appeared in his backhand. U.S. dollars, if you have the ability, come and get them~"

"Arrogance~" The old man snorted coldly, quickened his pace, and ran towards Yang Yiyun quickly, waving his hands around his waist continuously.

"Shhhhh~"

A short knife flew towards Yang Yiyun very trickily.

If it was before yesterday, facing the tricky throwing knife of this old man at the lower level of the ninth floor of Anjin, if Yang Yiyun couldn't dodge it, even if he could dodge it, he would be very embarrassed.

But now, he has jumped three levels in a row, with the cultivation base of the peak eighth level in the Qi refining period, facing the old man's throwing knife, in his eyes, it is a slow-motion movie scene.

After a great increase in cultivation base, the power of spiritual consciousness will naturally increase accordingly.

In the powerful spiritual consciousness, the five short knives that the old man shot out in a row are like children's medicine to him.

The body dodged the first three short knives in an incredible posture. Facing the remaining two flying knives, Yang Yiyun lifted them up and put them on the shelf.

At this time, the old man also rushed in front of Yang Yiyun. He saw Yang Yiyun flicking his short knife away like a marble with the snap of his fingers, and his heart was shocked.

This is a throwing knife with internal force used by an ancient warrior of the ninth level of dark energy. He... actually bounced like a marble?

God, what kind of monster is this?

At the previous moment, the old man didn't feel any aura from Yang Yiyun, he thought he was just an ordinary person, so he didn't take Yang Yiyun seriously in his heart.

But at this moment, after the old man saw Yang Yiyun waving his hand and flicking the dagger, he knew that he had met a master, a master who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger.

But it was too late.

Because Yang Yiyun came straight to his face with a fist.

In this regard, even though Yang Yiyun's previous method shocked Yang Yiyun in his heart, the old man was able to meet the enemy.

The same old man charged Yang Yiyun's fist with all his internal energy.

"touch~"

"Crack... ah~"

The old man's face changed drastically in an instant. He felt that the internal force from Yang Yiyun's arm was beyond his imagination, and the entire arm broke inch by inch in an instant.

After a click, the bones burst out in rage.

"Ah~" he screamed like a pig.

Yang Yiyun finally had a clear understanding of his own strength in his heart. The true energy he used just now was only 70%, but he found that he could overwhelm this old man at the lower level of the ninth level of dark energy.

Amidst the old man's screams, Yang Yiyun directly kicked him in the chest.

"Kach~"

In the next moment, the old man's entire chest collapsed, and he died instantly. His body flew six meters away.

The ancient warriors at the lower level of the ninth level of Anjin killed in seconds.

The battle between the two sides is just three breaths of time.

After beheading the old man, Yang Yiyun didn't look at him again, but narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

He found four people whose aura was far higher than the one who came just now, appearing in four directions, and surrounded him intentionally or unintentionally.

Among the four people, only one 60-year-old man with a goatee looked normal in Yang Yiyun's eyes.

The other three, one is a burly old woman with a strange appearance, the clothes on her body look like Thai people, she looks like she is in her forties, her lips seem to have been painted with lipstick, and it is blood red That kind of looks kind of disgusting.

The second person was a bald old monk with a very tattered cassock, like a beggar, holding a pitch-black staff.

The last one is obviously from Fusang, and he is completely dressed like in the Fusang anime. His whole body is wrapped in dark clothes, leaving only a pair of eyeballs outside.

The four stood in four directions, and they seemed to be on guard against each other.

Yang Yiyun saw that the aura of the four people was the existence of the peak of the upper ninth floor of Anjin.

At this time, Yang Yiyun also became cautious. Although he had just instantly killed an ancient warrior at the lower ninth level of dark energy, he still did not dare to take an ancient warrior at the peak of the upper ninth level of dark energy lightly.

Ancient warriors are the same as cultivation, the further you go to the back, the greater the difference in level, and the strength will increase exponentially.

Yang Yiyun was looking at the four of them, and the four of them were also looking at him.

Although surrounded by the four great masters, Yang Yiyun is not afraid of them. Now he has the strength and dark energy of the ancient warriors at the peak of the ninth level to challenge.

Narrowing his eyes, he said, "The four are also here to rob?" Yang Yiyun's words were very straightforward.

After talking, I saw more than a dozen men coming down from the cars that followed behind, and standing behind the four masters.

One of them came, and Yang Yiyun checked by the car where the rough stone was being transported, and when he opened the car, he saw that there was indeed nothing in it.

Someone murmured back to the seemingly normal old man with a goatee.

At this time, the old man waved his hand and asked more than a dozen people to chase in the direction of Qing Que and the others.

Then the old man said slowly: "Boy, you are straightforward. Since you know the purpose of our visit, shouldn't you hand over the rough stone or your belongings? The old man promises not to hurt your life."

Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes when he heard the Chinese language spoken by the old man and said, "It's not impossible, but it depends on whether you have the ability."

At this time, the old woman spoke, but Yang Yiyun almost spat out her words.

"Hmph, kid, don't think that you're an onion if you kill a waste in the lower ninth level of Anjin, just be sensible and call it out."

Well, there is nothing wrong with this old woman's words, they are dangerous words anyway, but what Yang Yiyun almost spit out is that she is obviously a woman, and she can speak Chinese when she opens her mouth, but it is a rough man's voice.

Stopping in Yang Yiyun's ears, goosebumps came up, and he couldn't help but blurted out: "Dead shemale?"

The old woman was alive and said that the shemale was furious: "Looking for death~"

When the words fell, one rushed towards Yang Yiyun, the speed was very fast, and he reached Yang Yiyun's side almost in a blink of an eye. He reached out and grabbed Yang Yiyun's eyeballs directly, with a vicious method.

Yang Yiyun was not afraid at all, his true energy circulated perfectly, and he punched the ladyboy old woman head-on.

"touch~"

When the two met, there was a dull sound, and a wave of air rippling up.

The old woman and the shemale let out a cry of pain, and her body retreated three meters before stopping.

But Yang Yiyun has confidence in his heart, he feels that he is fully capable of overwhelming the ancient warriors who are at the peak of the upper ninth level of Anjin.

However, right away, I heard the dead woman demon saying to the other three people: "Shentu old ghost, fake monk, Shan Yejun, this kid is weird, the four of us join forces to take him down, how about sharing the property equally?"

As soon as the old woman spoke, Yang Yiyun's complexion changed. He was able to cope with an ancient warrior at the peak of the ninth level of dark energy, but he had no idea in his heart when facing four people teaming up. After all, the peak of the ninth level of dark energy Ancient warriors are already infinitely close to the existence of innate myths.

"We can join forces together~hahaha~" The first one to respond was the fake monk that the old man said.

"It's feasible, let's kill this kid first." The old man with a goatee, also the old ghost Shentu in the old demon's mouth, agreed.

The last Fuso man, Yamano-kun, also let out a cry: "Hey~"

Seeing that the four of them were going to join forces, Yang Yiyun became serious.

However, at this moment, an incomparably loud voice came from a distance: "Old man, let's see who dares?"