"You!" Yao Dalong's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

His body was constantly circulating spiritual power, but his palm couldn't drop half a cent!

"Sister Ye, you." Han Wa also realized that it was Ye Yuxi who helped him block Yao Dalong's attack.

"Silly boy, let go of him." Ye Yuxi slowly walked up to Yao Dalong.

For people like Yao Dalong, if Ye Yuxi wanted to kill them, he didn't have to raise his hand at all, his own spiritual pressure alone was enough to make them vomit blood and die.

"You, your cultivation level." Yao Dalong was used to domineering in this mountain range, but seeing someone with a higher cultivation level than him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I really want to know, how do you plan to let us die, with this hand?" A cold light flashed in Ye Yuxi's eyes.

Immediately, Yao Dalong felt that the surrounding spiritual power was continuously pouring towards him, and the direction of the spiritual power was not the dantian, but his own palm!

"What are you doing, stop, stop quickly!" Yao Dalong started to panic, his palm was filled with spiritual power within a few breaths, and the meridians in his palm had already started to ache.

Yao Dalong's body struggled vigorously, but in front of Ye Yuxi, there was no way he could fight back.

Hanwa took a few steps back, looking at Yao Dalong who was gradually going crazy with some puzzlement, but Hanwa already felt a little bit that she didn't have to run away today.

"Stop, stop quickly." After a few more breaths, Yao Dalong was already covered in cold sweat, and his voice was full of tears.

His palm was swollen and swollen, and it had turned from yellow to purple. More importantly, the surrounding spiritual power was still continuously drilling into his palm.

That feeling was like thousands of thin needles piercing his pores one by one.

Pooh!

Under Yao Dalong's struggle, his palm finally couldn't bear so much spiritual power, a cloud of blood mist burst out, and the entire wrist burst.

"Ah——" Yao Dalong let out a miserable scream. He was pampered and pampered on weekdays. He had never experienced such pain.

"Sister Ye, your cultivation level." Han Wa didn't expect such a scene, she looked at Ye Yuxi in a daze.

"Silly boy, did they always steal your medicinal materials before?" Ye Yuxi's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Well, in our village, those who go to the mountains to collect herbs will be robbed of their medicinal materials. If they don't give them, they will be beaten." Hanwa nodded quickly.

"My lord, spare my life, spare my life." Yao Dalong also knew that he had met a master, so he endured the pain and begged Ye Yuxi for mercy.

But he didn't call him senior, but called Ye Yuxi "Master".

"Go." Ye Yuxi winked at Hanwa.

"What?" Han Wa stubbornly didn't understand, and looked at Ye Yuxi wonderingly.

"He doesn't dare to hit you now, go and beat back the bullying he suffered from them before." Ye Yuxi said bluntly.

It was easy to kill these gangsters, and to Ye Yuxi, it was just a matter of raising his hand, but that would be too cheap for them.

Hanwa looked at Ye Yuxi, then at Yao Dalong who was lying on the ground, and nodded abruptly, "Okay."

Taking a step forward, Hanwa kicked Yao Dalong in the stomach.

Then dense fists and slaps landed on Yao Dalong's body without any rules.

Yao Dalong's screams were heard one after another on the hillside.

As for the other gangsters, seeing that their boss had no strength to fight back in front of Ye Yuxi, they simply fell aside and pretended to be unconscious.