I Evolved The Heavens

"Hey!"

Yang Yi sighed softly and looked at the cap that was attacking. He casually waved and patted his debut: "Since the surveillance has lost its function, then I have nothing to worry about. To borrow a word from you, if you just turned around, I'm gone, maybe I will spare your life too."

"what!"

Suddenly, his face changed drastically. He watched Yang Yi shoot it casually. It was obviously slow, but it gave him an irresistible feeling. This feeling was like facing those Elders in Sect, like a mountain like a mountain.

Yang Yi seemed to be slow and fast, and the last shot was shot on the top of the peaked cap first.

When he spit out vigorously, it shattered the opponent's brain.

boom!

The peaked cap snorted, and the man fell straight to the ground, and there was no sound.

Looking at the corpse of the peaked cap, Yang Yigang wanted to turn around and leave, but he stopped quickly because he left like this and didn't happen to tell others that he killed this person.

This person is a member of the magic door, and he may be able to receive a reward if he kills it.

But he was a person who knew no martial arts, and suddenly he was able to kill a dark power Practitioner casually, so who else would be suspicious.

clatter! clatter!

A series of rapid footsteps came from the entrance of the corridor.

After a while, a large number of armed police rushed up.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

Pointing the submachine gun at Yang Yi, he raised his hands wittily.

Although he has the Cultivation Base, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead in the face of dozens of special submachine guns.

Unless he has cultivated to the real pill realm and can condense the qi, he can truly be fearless of these submachine guns, but if he encounters armor-piercing bullets, he also has to kneel.

Of course, the premise is that the armor-piercing projectile can hit him.

"Xiao Yi, why are you, why are you here?"

Among the armed police, a young man stepped forward and looked at Yang Yi in shock.

He then waved his hand and pointed his gun at Yang Yi's colleagues around him and said, "All put down the gun. This is our chief's son Yang Yi."

When everyone heard the words, they all put down their guns in silence.

Yang Yi looked at each other, pretending to have lingering fears and said, "It's you, Brother Zhang, I'm here to visit the prehistoric bronze book. What is going on today?"

As he spoke, he took out the VIP ticket in his hand.

Brother Zhang, named Zhang Jianwei, is a subordinate of his father Yang Hong and a direct disciple of Yang Hong.

Zhang Jianwei's face was ugly, and he secretly scolded the museum bastard, why made Yang Yi come upstairs.

Fortunately, Yang Yi is fine, otherwise he would not know how to explain to the Master.

He didn't answer Yang Yi's question, but pointed to the capped corpse on the ground and asked: "Xiao Yi, what's the matter with this person, you killed it?"

Yang Yi smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhang, you don't know me, where can I kill him. It was he who wanted to snatch the bronze book, so he wanted to kill me, but suddenly someone appeared to save me and kill him. NS."

Zhang Jianwei had no doubts about Yang Yi's words.

He knows Yang Yi very well. He loved writing and hated martial arts since he was a child. He didn't even learn martial arts from his family. Until he graduated from university this year, the other party suddenly said that he wanted to learn martial arts. .

Zhang Jianwei hurriedly asked: "The person who suddenly appeared? Why did he kill him, and also, did you see his appearance clearly?"

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "That person was too fast. I can only see the afterimage. After killing this person, he left. Brother Zhang, you haven't told me what happened today. Come so fast?"

Zhang Jianwei sighed and said: "Today's action is smashed. It's okay to tell you. During this period, weren't many Devil Dao masters sneaking into our Hongcheng? A few days ago, they also forcibly broke into the Lutian site and happened to us. There was a big battle.

If it weren't for the people from Yasushi Takeshi to arrive in time, we would probably have suffered heavy losses.

In order to find them, the Master proposed to use the bronze book as bait, and wanted to draw them out, but he didn't expect you to break through. Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise the Master will suffer for a lifetime. "

In Yang Yi's heart, it was no wonder that the bronze books in this exhibition were fake, and no wonder there were no people on the fourth floor. It turned out that this was a trap, but he broke in accidentally.

If it weren't for him, maybe the peaked cap had been captured alive.

At this time, an armed policeman walked over with his mobile phone and said, "Captain, I have already conducted a look search to confirm his identity. This person is named Wang Feng, a major disciple of Inner Sect of Promise Demon Sect, and Cultivation Base of Anjin Peak."

Zhang Jianwei nodded slightly and took the phone.

Yang Yi leaned over and took a look. There was a picture of Wang Feng and his detailed information on the phone screen.

clatter! clatter!

At this time, there was another rush of footsteps.

Soon a group of police officers walked in, and the leader was Yang Hong.

Yang Hong glanced across the exhibition hall quickly, and suddenly felt relieved when he saw Yang Yi.

But then his face was stern, and he walked quickly to Yang Yi and asked, "Xiao Yi, why are you here? Aren't you in Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall? Cough cough!"

At the end, he coughed violently, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Yi was shocked. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Yang Hong, and his fingers secretly carried his father's pulse, and asked with concern: "Dad, you are injured, is it serious?"

Zhang Jianwei said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, the master of the magic sect attacked the Ashita site. The Master fought against Ling Fenghou, the third son of the Promise Demon Sect, and his lungs were injured by the opponent secretly. But the problem is not big. It will be better in a few months, so don’t worry."

"The Third Son Ling Fenghou!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, and he wrote down the name in his heart.

He also learned about his father's injury by taking the pulse. It was true that An Jin had injured his lungs, and he needed two or three months of training.

With the Cultivation Base at the peak of his father's dark energy, this Ling Fenghou can hurt his father, it should be a strong Cultivation Base.

In Yang Yi's mind, his father, Yang Hong, was upright, dedicated, and jealous of evil. He has been on the front line of fighting criminals all the year round. I don't know how many injuries he has suffered over the years.

In the past, facing ordinary criminals, the degree of danger can still be controlled.

But now facing the master of the magic door, the degree of danger has soared. He must secretly help his father, Ascension Cultivation Base.

The first thing Yang Yi thought of was to send his father into the Halls of Heaven.

But then, he secretly denied it.

The fourth brother Chen Tianheng is different from his father. His father has experienced many battles and lacks Cultivation Technique and Medicine Pill, so there is no need to go to the Republic of China to toss.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi thought about it, and soon had an idea.

As soon as he thought about it, the cyan Tianxin print in his mind separated a ray of light, and walked along his arm into the body of his father Yang Hong.

Yang Hong waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, you haven't answered me, why are you here? Also, what's the matter with this person, who killed it?"

Yang Yi said honestly: "Dad, I came with the little elder sister, Master has allowed it. As for this person, he wanted to grab the bronze book, and wanted to kill me by the way, but was killed by a mysterious person."

Yang Hong was startled suddenly, his eyes drifted.

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