Their Yang family father and son are just local powerful people in one of the nine realms. How can they compare?

"Watch the eldest son of the Nie family, Nie Ling, in Feng Ling!"

"Watch the eldest son of the Nie family, Nie Ling, in Feng Ling!"

With Emperor Feng Ling kneeling.

The teams of the Fengling Dynasty also knelt down together.

Everyone's face was filled with horror.

The people outside the temple also realized it later and never dared to be negligent.

For a moment, there was a lot of darkness outside the temple.

"I said, there are some people you can't afford to offend! Yang Fan, do you understand?"

Ling Yi said to Yang Fan with a hint of playfulness on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Fan and Yang Wei were shocked.

His face became more and more frightened.

Yang Fan hurriedly said:

"The villain knows his mistake! The villain knows his mistake!"

"Hmph! Thanks to me being the eldest master of the Nie family!

If you are an ordinary person, wouldn’t you be tortured and killed by your Yang family father and son?

Isn’t it too cruel to behave like this?

When you regard human life as a joke, you will kill you wantonly.

When you meet a strong man, you will be humble."

"The great domain, the Fengling Dynasty.

How could there be such a prime minister?

You two are the sons of the prime minister and the prime minister.

How can you be worthy of your people in the Fengling Realm?”

Ling Yi's eyes turned cold and he shouted in a cold voice.

After all, Ling Yi was the emperor of the War Heaven Dynasty when he was in the Northern Wilderness.

When he left, he was the Cang King of the Northern Wilderness Region.

At this moment, the identity of the eldest son of the Nie family has been completely substituted.

In every move, there is a breath of a superior person, which naturally flows out.

Yang Fan and Yang Wei felt this emperor-like pressure and were even more frightened.

Two, one broke his legs and the other broke his hands.

He knelt on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to move at all.

Nie Kuang saw Ling Yi getting angry.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The cold murderous aura made the two of them numb their scalp and their whole body felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Master Nie, please spare me!Master Nie, please spare me!"

Yang Fan and Yang Wei kept kowtowing to Ling Yi.

"You two are here! Kowtow to all the people in the Fengling Realm!

One commoner, one kowtow!

Xiaowu, stay here to supervise!

If someone dares to refuse to obey, or disobeys the situation.

Come and report immediately! I will be killed without forgiveness!”

Ling Yi snorted coldly.

Xiaowu smiled.

He likes this kind of life the most.

Conduct it now.

Yang Fan and Yang Wei showed bitterness on their faces.

Kowtow to the people...

As their identities, it's a bit embarrassing.

And, the most critical thing is.

There are too many people outside the temple.

At that moment, Yang Wei looked at Emperor Feng Ling with a pleading look.

"Young Master, this... Yang Wei, as the prime minister of our dynasty, has worked hard and made great contributions.

He has made great contributions to my Fengling Dynasty.

In this way... I'm afraid it's inappropriate..."

Emperor Feng Ling thought for a while and said to Ling Yi.

"Isn't it right? Haha, is it possible, Feng Zizai, you want to kneel with them?"

Ling Yi sneered and looked straight into Emperor Feng Ling's eyes.

Although Ling Yi's martial arts realm is not high, the power of spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of his peers now.

Even compared with Emperor Feng Ling, the True Lord of the Three Transformations, is no less than that of Emperor Feng Ling.

Emperor Feng Ling was stared at by Ling Yi.

I suddenly felt like I was stabbed in the depths of my soul by a needle.

The stinging hurts unstoppable.

"The villain dares not! The villain dares not!"

Emperor Feng Ling lowered his head and showed a resentful look.

However, he concealed it very well and did not let Ling Yi notice it.

"Let's go and see Lingtian!"

Ling Yi smiled and ordered.

Emperor Feng Ling never looked at Yang Wei and Yang Fan with a begging look on his face again.

He ordered the Fengling Dynasty to rectify its team and led Ling Yi and others forward.

Ling Yi and his group also rode on the Dragon-horned horse.

Leaving away with the longevity.

Xiao Wu, Yang Wei and Yang Fan were left behind.

Yang Wei and Yang Fan looked desperate.

"What's wrong? Two, do you want me to invite me?"

Xiaowu said with a smile.

Yang Wei sighed, endured the pain, and stood up with his son.

The father and son kowtowed the great cause.

Xiao Wu is also a bad thing.

Several standards have been listed for kneeling.

If you are not satisfied, let the two kowtow again immediately.

On a wilderness mountain far away from the temple, an old man with disheveled head looked at the direction where Ling Yi and others left with a smile.

"Boy! A talented monster, a fellow practitioner from the Three Palaces!

The most rare thing is that you are kind-hearted and have the spirit of a strong person!

I passed on my robe and mantle to kill decisively and have the aura of sympathy for the weak."

"Not bad! This time, my ninth brother has found a treasure for me!

If this boy practices for another twenty years, he can take over the sword in my hand.

Protect my Zhongzhou and have peace for a lifetime!”

Although the old man looked ungrateful, he smelled foul and disgusting.
To be continued...