Chapter 260

"Those who visit relatives and friends want to leave without leaving something. It's hard to say they can't go."

When Xiao Yang's voice with a faint smile spread, the soles of the feet of the Song family suddenly stopped in the air, and their faces were rather stiff.

"What do you mean?"

There is a cold light in his eyes. Song Yi turns his head and looks at Xiao Yang.

Before the fierce wind eagle was abandoned, he can always keep in mind that if Xiao Yang dares to be aggressive again, even if he disobeys the order of the Bai family, he will let the old man around him fight and beat Xiao Yang to death.

After all, the elder surnamed song around him is a second-order spiritual master.

If it wasn't for the White House's orders, the fox would have been cut in half by volley before it came into contact with their swift eagle.

"I said," if you come here, you have to leave something behind. " Xiao Yang doesn't seem to see the cold in Song Yi's eyes. He is still smiling.

Smell speech, the face of the old man surnamed song, suddenly become extremely fierce, this boy, is to take advantage of the fire.

"What if I don't?" Song Yi looks at Xiao Yang provocatively with light irony in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, you're not here to talk."

With a helpless shrug, Xiao Yang flicks his fingers, and a cluster of pale yellow flames, like a beam of light, suddenly pierces the air and shoots violently at Song Yi.

Although this fire is not a magic, it is only transformed by the powerful spirit power, but it is a great threat to Song Yi, a fourth-order spirit Master.

However, looking at the roaring flames, Song Yi turns his arms around his chest and disdains his lips. What about the seventh level spirit Master? With a second level spirit Master around him, can you hurt me?

Don't think too much of yourself!

With a cold hum, the sleeve robe of the old man surnamed song is rolled up, and the green spiritual power converges. It seems that it turns into a broad wind wall in front of him. On the wind wall, there is a faint wind whirling, which is very hard.

"You'd better watch what happens among the younger generation."

All of a sudden, a hoarse voice rang out beside the old man. Then, a dry palm covered the latter's shoulder and squeezed it gently.

"Creak!"

The old man of Song family was shocked by the sound of bone dislocation. The wind wall in front of him was also broken.

"Whew!"

The light yellow light beam of Lingli came straight from the top of Song Yi's head. After a while, his hair burst into flames, and the yellow smoke curled up, making Song Yi look especially funny.

The burning pain came from the top of his head. Song Yi stood there like a dead man. A moment later, his throat wriggled uncontrollably. Just now, he was less than an inch away from death.

If the flame goes down a little bit, his heavenly cover will have to be lifted directly.

Thinking of this, Song Yi's body trembles slightly, and drops of cold sweat slide down his face. His fear is full-bodied to the extreme.

"Who are you?"

Seeing this scene, the old man with the surname of song was angry in his eyes and immediately turned his head. In a moment, he saw a scene of horror. A dark mist was rolling beside him, and a hand with no flesh and blood was holding his shoulder.

"Lao Jiu is mu Yin, the three elders of Wumo mountain. A few years ago, he had a fight with song Li, the leader of the Song family. He could barely see it, but you are far from it."

In the dark fog, a little hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"Mu yin?" The old man, surnamed song, was stunned, and his eyes immediately showed a strong sense of horror.

Even in Fengxue City, Wumo mountain is enough to rank in the top ten. After all, their mountain master Mu Kui is only one step away from lingpan strongman.

And there are only a few powerful people in the whole XueYue empire. For example, Bai Xiao, the owner of the Bai family, is a seven level lingpan.

And this is already the top fighting force in the Empire.

You can imagine how shocked he was when he heard the words "Wumo mountain".

"Song Li, the old man, should be an eight level spirit Master."

The thick black fog dispersed, revealing a very pale face. Mu Yin took a look at the old man surnamed song and said hoarsely.

The old man's face was a little bitter when he said this. In Fengxue City, the Song family could only be regarded as a medium-sized force. There was still a certain gap between them, so at this moment, he could not even resist.

Looking at Mu Yin's thin body, the people watching in front of the Xiao family are numb. This is an eight level spirit Master, and such a strong man has something to do with the Xiao family.

As for those who are in the dark, they all shrunk their heads and sighed.

Xiao family, I really can't get into trouble.

Glancing at everyone's shocked face, Xiao Yang gave a faint smile.

Although defeating Liu Xiaoyun may cause some families to fear, once he leaves Guyang City, the aftereffects will gradually dissipate. It's uncertain when someone can't help attacking the Xiao family.After all, the resources occupied by the Xiao family are too greedy.

In order to prevent this, at the cost of three dark soul pills, Xiao Yang finally invited Mu Yin, the eight level spirit Master, to come to Guyang town hall.

Thinking of the scene of negotiation at that time, Xiao Yang had a headache.

This mu Yin has more personality than Mu Kui. Even if he moves out the ink master, he is not moved. His face is always indifferent, and he is not afraid of death.

Facts have proved that some people in this world can only buy and not threaten, and Mu Yin is just one of them.

"Here you are!"

After biting his teeth, a deep pain flashed in the old man's eyes. He immediately took out the empty stone between his waist and threw it in the direction of Xiao Yang.

He took it and swept the spirit. Xiao Yang laughed with satisfaction. It was from a big place, and the collection was rich.

"Let's go." Song Yi looks at Xiao Yang coldly, and his voice is rather venomous. His messy hair makes people want to laugh.

"And yours." Xiao Yang clenched the empty stone of the old man surnamed song with his backhand and said with a smile.

In the face of Xiao Yang's smiling face, Song Yi and others suddenly feel a little chilly. They realize that from the beginning, Xiao Yang did not let them go.

Then, a more frightening thought suddenly appeared in their hearts. This time, they were supposed to be pawned

As the first wave of people, how can Xiao Yang let them go so easily, otherwise, it will only give people the impression of weakness and deception, and in order to eliminate this possibility, they can only be met with the most cruel punishment.

"I don't embarrass you either. Well, leave your clothes for me as a souvenir, and then you can go back."

Xiao Yang light smile, immediately looked at the old man surnamed song, smile more rich: "as for you, let it go, I this person, still know how to respect the old and love the young."

Hearing the speech, the faces of Song Yi and others suddenly turned pale.