Not!

Peng Lianhu looked down at the ancestral treasure knife that was broken in two in his hand in fear, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, which suppressed the churning qi and blood in his body.

As the No. 1 master in Xijiang Province, the grandmaster-level "beautiful bearded man" was shocked by a finger in the air, and his weapons were broken by a finger, traumatizing his heart, and his magical powers were already outrageous.

"Who is it?"

Peng Lianhu threw away the knife, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted at the crowd.

"Haha!"

But when I heard a laugh coming out of the mountains, the whole mountain was like a thunderstorm, and the birds and beasts in the mountains that had been sleeping peacefully were startled, and everyone was also suffering from eardrums, looking at the mountains to find the terrible peerless master.

Suddenly, a gray figure flew out from under the moon, like a white crane skimming the sky, dragging a series of elegant figures in the void, just a blink of an eye, to the side of the mountain.

When the heroes looked around, they felt a pain in the heavenly spirit, and the person was already stepping on everyone's heads, and a volley flipped upside down, and landed steadily in the field.

The whole process is as elegant and coherent as flowing water, and the people present such as Qiu Changsheng and other masters of the teaching are also beyond their reach and are amazed.

Everyone took a closer look by the moonlight, but saw that the person who came was a burly figure, a silver-haired and silver-bearded old man with a broad skeleton, this person was full of red light, and his breath was like a fairy.

When he appeared, Yi Changqing was immediately overjoyed, with this person here, few people in the world could move him, and this fate was saved.

"You, who the hell are you?" Peng Lianhu asked in fear.

"You ask the old man's name?!"

"When the old man followed the founding head of the country across the battlefield, fought with the national army spy killers, and fought with the Japanese onmyoji in various parts of the motherland, he only had the name of the code name Huangquan."

"Now that the rivers and mountains are so good, I can't remember it."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled heartily, his eyes had long since lost the murderous aura of the past, and was replaced by a kind of great consummation of calm, obviously cultivating to the realm of returning to the basics.

"Huangquan Gong!"

Huo Xinwu hurriedly walked over, knelt on one knee, and bowed respectfully.

Huang Quangong, one of the founders of the first mysterious secret agent organization in China, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, after quelling the disaster of the four gangs, he lived in seclusion in eastern Guangdong with the old marshal of the Yi family.

As a result, most of the elites of the Huangquan organization he brought from the capital have completely become the tools of Yi Jinglun and others to crisscross eastern Guangdong, and even famous sects such as Putuo Temple are also in awe!

"Huangquan Gong?"

Everyone in the martial arts world present had naturally heard of the only official martial arts killer organization in Huaxia, and originally thought that these old feats had long been gone, but they never thought that they could still witness the legend today, and for a while, everyone also bowed their hands to say hello, and they didn't dare to have the slightest support.

"Huangquan Gong, quick, save me, they want to kill me and destroy my Yi family." Yi Changqing couldn't take care of his son anymore, and begged with tears.

"Changqing, I already know about you in eastern Guangdong, and when the old man was in front of him, he had more entrustment, so that you would have less desire to fight for power and profit, and strictly discipline future generations."

"But you don't read the Yi family's training and family style, and the sons you teach are all as ruthless as jackals, which really hurts my heart."

"If the old handsome sees the descendants of the Yi family like this in the spirit of the sky, I am afraid that it will be difficult to look at it!"

Huang Quangong's face sank, and he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Anyway, when the old man was on his deathbed, he entrusted me to protect your Yi family, although the old man looked down on you, but he couldn't break his word."

"Little friend, can you save his life for the sake of the old man's face."

Huang Quangong glanced at Yi Changqing, slowly walked up to Qin Yi, and arched his hand.

With his cultivation, how could he not see that although Qin Yi did not have any martial arts realm aura on his body, this was the state that his cultivation could only have when he had reached a very profound level.

"Hero of the Principality of Yellow Springs, I admire you!"

"But because of that, I can't give you this face."

Qin Yi returned the salute and said lightly.

"Why is that?" Huang Quangong frowned and asked.

"This person has poisoned Yuedong for many years, do you know why this little brother was imprisoned in an iron prison by him?" Qin Yi pointed at Chen Jun and asked coldly.

"Changqing, what's going on?" Huang Quan asked.

"This, this ......" He was Yi Changqing's uncle, and he asked on the spot, and Yi Changqing didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, he has also retired for some years, but the head of Yuedong's involvement in the black industry was opened by him back then, although he has been in charge of things in recent years, but the things that his sons do are clear in their hearts.

Especially the relationship with the Golden Triangle, that was what he personally talked about back then, otherwise why would those generals of the Golden Triangle who are like wolves and tigers cooperate with the Yi family.

"Let me tell you, because he stole the evidence and funds of the Yi family's collusion with the Golden Triangle, and I can tell you that the Yi family controls three-quarters of the black industry in eastern Guangdong."

"Do you know how many people in this land fall every day because of casinos and white faces? How many military and police officers died in shootouts and drug battles? ”

"The leader of all these evils is Yi Changqing!"

"Compared to the Yi family's evil deeds, what is it for me to be locked up for seven months? Do you understand? That's why I have to kill him and won't let you protect him. ”

Qin Yi said solemnly.

"Changqing, is what he said true?" Huang Quangong didn't expect the Yi family to degenerate like this, and asked with great sadness.

Yi Changqing dared to deny it in front of Qin Yi, and immediately nodded helplessly.

"Hey!" Huang Quan sighed, looked up at the sky, and fell into silence.

"Huangquan Gong, you promised my father to protect my Yi family, and your old man can't ignore me." Yi Changqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Huang Quangong turned around, looked at him lazily, and said to Qin Yi: "Mr. Xiao Qin, the old man is the same as you, he didn't dare to break his promise to Yi Shuai back then, what if I insist on protecting him?" ”

"Then you and I will only have one battle." Qin Yi said.

"Okay, then we'll see the real chapter!"

Huang Quangong's expression was cold, and as he spoke, the aura around his body suddenly bloomed, and the strength of the fierce and domineering slaughtered like waves surging towards Qin Yi.

"Sure enough, it's a master!"

Qin Yi was overjoyed, he was worried that he couldn't find anyone to test the limit after the breakthrough, and Huangquan Gong was definitely the most suitable person.

As he spoke, his true qi was also released, and the two energies were intertwined in the air, one purple and one white collided, and no one could take half a step.

These two people are the top masters in the martial arts world, and the power of aggregation must be three million catties, and the qi waves spread from the arc point of the sky to the surroundings, and all the masters of the martial arts world were like being impacted by thousands of troops, standing unsteadily, and falling to the ground.

The trees on both sides of the square, like a rushing flood, have broken one after another!

"Good boy, I retreat to admit that in addition to Qiu Wushu and Yan Jiutian, there are also those old ghosts in the North and South Forest Temple, who are invincible in Huaxia, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so high!"

Huang Quan laughed loudly.

The master is lonely, the opponent is hard to find, and Huangquan Gong can have an opponent like Qin Yi, and he is also very happy.

The two sides competed vigorously, and they probably got to the bottom of it, and they knew it in their hearts.

Huangquan Gong Cultivation has reached the middle stage of Divine Refining, and his cultivation is probably similar to Qiu Invincible, but the real lethality is stronger.

(End of chapter)