He looked at Mu Yangzi cautiously again.

He also seemed worried that Mu Yangzi would take action against him.

Lu Qingyuan also felt helpless.

He was standing here at the moment, naturally having to bite the bullet.

Behind the scenes, the Yin Yang family is instigating.

"Master Ye, there are hundreds of heroes here. Even if you are protected by a Taoist saint, we will not be without the support of a saint behind you."

Lu Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said some harsh words.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yangzi's face suddenly darkened, and the pressure of the saint suddenly came.

The pressure made Lu Qingyuan tremble all over, his face turned pale, as if his body was about to break into pieces in the next moment.

This is the pressure of the saint!

Although Lu Qingyuan also has a semi-saint cultivation level, he is only at the semi-saint level. Mu Yangzi does not even want to take action directly.

He can be crushed to death just by relying on the saint's pressure.

If it weren't for Mu Yangzi's kind and gentle temperament, and if it were a saint with a slightly worse temper, Lu Qingyuan would have been dead long ago.

"hehe."

Ye Qingyun looked at Lu Qingyuan and sneered contemptuously.

"You see that there is strength in numbers, but they are just a bunch of rabble."

"It sounds like they all come from hundreds of families, but actually? It's just a matter of making up the numbers."

"What a bullshit Zajia, he's just a bastard from a hundred schools of thought. He's so embarrassed to call himself Zajia."

This merciless ridicule angered everyone including Lu Qingyuan.

This is no longer a mockery.

Instead, he stomped on their faces.

Throw the dignity of these heroes of hundreds of families to the ground and trample on them.

Who can bear this?

All of them were so angry that their eyes were red.

Everyone was staring at Ye Qingyun.

If Mu Yangzi hadn't been standing by, they would have rushed up and eaten Ye Qingyun alive.

"Ye! How dare you insult my Za family!"

Lu Qingyuan roared with a trembling voice.

Ye Qingyun sneered.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"you!!!"

Lu Qingyuan's body was shaking even more violently.

Ye Qingyun didn't even look at him, but glanced at the people behind Lu Qingyuan.

At this time, even the farmers came over.

Apparently he still covets Qilin blood.

Wearing armor and holding a spear, Chen Donghe flew closer and stared at Ye Qingyun.

"The blood capital of Qilin is the income of my farmer's family. If you are willing to return it to my farmer's family, my farmer's family is willing to share it with you."

Ye Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Then what if I don't want to hand it back?"

Chen Donghe's face was slightly tense.

"Then I invite you to fight with me. If you can defeat me, I will let you take away this unicorn blood."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyun couldn't help laughing.

"Are you good at fighting?"

Chen Donghe was stunned.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

There was a hint of disdain at the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth.

"You know how to spank me!"

"You have to have power and a background to go out and hang out!"

"Which path are you on?"

Chen Donghe hesitated for a moment.

"I am Chen Donghe, the master of the Shennong Hall in the farm below."

The look of disdain on the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth was even worse.
Chapter completed!