san francisco landowner

Chapter 467
The truth comes out, your sister!
Zou Guo is not a three-year-old child, how could he believe his words, especially when this person appeared in front of him before, and he seemed to know Ji Xuanyi.

It's just that Yang Yiming, an old fox, said publicly that he was a suspect in setting fire to the mountain, so he seized the opportunity. If he stopped him, wouldn't he become an "accomplice"?
Moreover, Yang Yiming also said that he would interrogate and find out the truth after he was captured, and he blocked all the front and back roads, so he had no reason to stop it.

"Yang Yiming, old fox, fuck!" Zou Guo swears, but he can only act anxiously.

Jing Qi didn't care much about these things. Once Ji Xuanyi broke out of the cocoon, no matter how Yang Yiming framed him, it would be useless. If Ji Xuanyi broke out of the cocoon and flew away as a butterfly, it would be a big deal to go back to the United States. Yang Yiming is so weak What else can spicy chicken do to him?
What Jing Qi thought in his heart was conveyed to Yang Yiming through his eyes. Feeling the insult of the Big Three, he immediately became furious.

"If you can take my two palms, you can be called a young hero. Yes, you will stop here!"

Without further ado, let's play tricks first!
Yang Yiming's routine is unfathomable.

Jing Qi rolled his eyes and didn't bother to complain.

"Xuanhe breaks the sky!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Jing Qi rolled his eyes, Yang Yiming bent down and ran away like a duck scurrying by the river, and the next moment, his two palms, like a crane's beak, blatantly poked at Jing Qi's legs.

The violent qi in Yang Yiming's body seemed to be boiling steam, gathering in his palms and fingertips and never dissipating. In the hazy mist, it really looked like two cranes' mouths.

Jing Qi had been on guard for a long time. As soon as Yang Yiming pouted his buttocks, the real wood spiritual energy in his body had already circulated around the sky, and the Yellow River and Yangtze River seemed to flow into his right hand.

锃! !

With the sound of gold and iron, Jing Qi's right hand suddenly spit out an extremely bright sword light, the stream of light overflowed, flickering indefinitely, as if there were endless sharpness contained in it.

As soon as Yang Yiming raised his palms, he noticed the air pawn in Jing Qi's right hand out of the corner of his eye. Before he could react, Jing Qi's air pawn had already been chopped off.

Yang Yiming was shocked and turned around in a hurry. This turn was too fast, causing his inner breath to be unstable, and a mouthful of sweet blood rushed to his throat.

Yang Yiming didn't have time to care about this, because Jing Qi's sword glow had already struck again.

With a roar, he tapped twice on the side of the bright blade light with both palms, and retreated quickly with his strength.

"puff!"

After retreating three zhang away, Yang Yiming finally couldn't help spattering blood, his eyes were like hungry wolves, staring at Jing Qi with green eyes.

"Air soldier! It turned out to be an ancient unique skill in air soldier! This is a qi soldier that even Ji Xuanyi, a descendant of the ancient Tu nationality, has not learned!!!"

Yang Yiming was envious and jealous, and spewed out another mouthful of old blood.

At this moment, his hands and fingers were bloody and bloody. Although he tapped on the Qi soldier before, although he used his strength to escape, the blade light is not a kitchen knife. Even if he didn't touch the blade, he was already attacked by the blade air!
Yang Yiming's Eighteen Palms of the Black Crane focused on this finger. It was even more difficult to use the Eighteen Eighteen Palms of the Black Crane to exert its full power after being severely injured by the finger.

No wonder Ji Xuan became friends with Jing Qi for a while, it turns out that Jing Qi is also a descendant of the five ancient clans!

Yang Yiming's eyes flickered, and his thoughts turned.

Jing Qi's Qi soldiers contain endless vitality and destruction, and they belong to the Mu clan!

As the Big Three of the Ninth Office Group, Yang Yiming naturally knew the village where the descendants of the Mu tribe in Mount Jiuhua lived, as well as an ancient legend in the village.

This legend is a piece of jade, an inheritance.

The inheritance left by the last Qing Emperor in ancient times - Qing Emperor Jade!

Yang Yiming thought it was just a legend, but he never paid attention to it. Now that he saw Jing Qi, he believed that the legend of the Qingdi Jade was true!

"There is such a peerless genius in the Mu clan, I don't know, damn it!" Yang Yiming clenched his teeth and clenched his hands into fists to prevent his bloody fingers from being exposed to Jing Qi's eyes.

At this moment, Zou Guo and the others in the rear were all dumbfounded.

Yang Yiming, who was so arrogant just now, kept saying that he wanted to catch Jing Qi and interrogate him for the truth. Now, in Jing Qi's hands, Yang Yiming was unable to accomplish anything, and instead lost two mouthfuls of blood.

Is this really the Xuanhe who dominated the Yan Kingdom?
Are these really the Big Three of the Ninth Office of Yan Kingdom?
Not only Zou Guo thought so, but even Yang Yiming's subordinates looked at Yang Yiming with suspicion.

Didn't this old devil just rely on bragging to get his name 'Xuanhe' to the central government and be selected into the ranks of the Big Three?

No matter what others think, Yang Yiming at this time is really sitting on wax.

The emperors of the five clans in ancient times, no matter who they are, are peerless figures in the world, and their knowledge is the best in the world, even if it is placed in later generations...well, it will be even more ancient and unique in later generations when technology is flourishing!
Jing Qi, who holds the inheritance of the ancient Qing Emperor, and Yang Yiming, who has integrated the remnants of a hundred schools of thought, are like two adults with similar strength, one holding a small wooden stick, and the other holding a submachine gun...

Obviously, Yang Yiming, who was holding a small wooden stick, sat on the wax.

Yang Yiming turned his head to look at Zou Guo.

Zou Guo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked up at the sky, and suddenly found that the moonlight today is so beautiful, and there is not a single star in the sky, what a surprise!

Yang Yiming's face turned blue with anger, didn't he look like a black bread and blue sky before and wanted to stop himself?Why don't you talk now?Is this how you are the pillar of the country?

Old bastard, the old man will deal with you sooner or later!

Yang Yiming gritted his teeth, already furious in his heart.

But no matter how angry you are, don't forget to put a few pounds on your face.

"Jing Qi, if you're going to be arrested now, for the sake of the old men of the Mu clan, I can treat it as nothing that you set fire to the mountain. Otherwise, in front of the state machine, do you think you can escape from here!"

Jing Qi sneered and said: "Smelly shameless, if you can't beat it, you call your parents. You play this trick so well, does your parents know?"

Yang Yiming's face turned even darker, knowing that this matter could not be done well.

He knew that he had lost all face at this time, but the colorful aurora behind Jing Qi also gradually dimmed. This is a strange treasure that is about to be born!
Yang Yiming was anxious, nervous, excited, and so on. He shouted sternly, "Zou Guo, don't let your armed police arrest this murderer for me!"

The hundreds of armed police soldiers behind subconsciously raised their guns.

Zuo Guo raised his hand slowly, and then pressed down on the void.

The armed police soldiers behind immediately put down their guns.

When Yang Yiming saw it, he was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Wrinkle country, what do you mean?!"

Zou Guo said lightly: "What do you mean? We are a country ruled by law, not a feudal dictatorship. If you say he is a suspect who set fire to the mountain, he will be fine?"

"Are you doubting me?" Yang Yiming trembled all over.

Zou Guo ignored him, looked at Jing Qi, and pointed to the extinguished mountain behind: "You burned that mountain?"

Jing Qi shook his head quite innocently: "It's not me."

"Look, he's not a suspect." Said the old god Zouguo.

"Pfft!" Yang Yiming spat out another mouthful of old blood.

At this moment, the colorful aurora behind Jing Qi finally completely dimmed.

Yang Yiming roared suddenly, and rushed towards Jing Qi like crazy, as if they were going to die together.

Jing Qi was caught off guard, and hurriedly dodged sideways. When the green blade gathered in his hand, Zou Guo's voice interrupted him.

"Little brother, be merciful!!"

Zheguo also had good intentions. You injured Yang Yiming because of your great ability. No one blames you, but if you kill Yang Yiming, the crime will be serious.

After all, Yang Yiming is still the top three of the Ninth Office Group of Yan State, and his position is also a lieutenant general. If you kill him, no matter whether you are guilty or not, the central government will definitely kill everyone. It is absolutely unambiguous!
Jing Qi was stunned for a moment, Yang Yiming had already rushed past Jing Qi and dodged into the blind corner of the mountain wall behind.

(End of this chapter)