Yang's family is actually easy to find. Even without the guidance of these women, Qiqi and the others can easily find it.

As for local snakes in this place, you can tell by just asking them, and it is not difficult at all.

When Qiqi and the others arrived at Yangmen, the head of the Yangmen family had not yet gotten up, and there were two beautiful men lying beside them.

Hearing that the Lord Wu Hall was carried back, the dozen people who went to the dock to collect the bill were beaten down. Yang Ji was so angry that she flipped off the bed, and casually approved two clothes and walked out the door.

In the front yard of Yangmen, Qiqi threw the Lord Wu Hall to the ground. This guy was really heavy and he carried him all the way, exhausting her.

If she hadn't left her "magnificent and fierce" image in the hearts of the people outside, she would have definitely thrown her to Wuming.

However, this Dream Clan is really not a good place. Such heavy work is even done by women. Are you tired?

"Who brought down Master Wu? Since it is so powerful, why not come out and open my eyes." Before the person could arrive, the voice with mellow internal force had already reached everyone's ears.

The faces of dozens of women around Qiqi and the others changed. It was obvious that the sound made the heart veins a little messy. Even among the brothers brought by Qiqi and the others, two or three changed their faces.

Qiqi still stood proudly among the people, looking at the woman stepping out of the hall indifferently.

Originally, when I heard such a loud voice, I really thought it was a woman with a strong body like the Lord of Wu Hall, but I didn't expect that she was a bit graceful, and even looked pretty.

However, it is said that in the Dream Clan, a woman's face is useless, just like Zichuan's little white face, being able is the most important thing.

Looking at Yang Ji's steps, Qiqi secretly thought that she was still learning internal skills and her internal strength seemed not bad.

The master said that the Dream Clan hides dragons and lies in the creeping tigers, and there are more masters than those who cross the river. If you can become the master of a sect, your kung fu will definitely not be much worse.

When Qiqi looked at Yang Ji, Yang Ji was also staring at her. What was different from the comments of Master Wu’s just now was that Qiqi in her eyes was a top master who was extremely difficult to deal with.

However, her eyes turned on Qiqi. After accidentally seeing the men behind her, Yang Ji's eyes suddenly glowed, and even Qiqi was thrown aside.

"The best, it's the best in the world!" Yang Ji didn't say anything praise, but when she saw the four men, her eyes could no longer be removed.

Indifferent, proud, quiet, and cold, there are all kinds of things, each one is only available in heaven, but how many times can you see on earth?

She has lived for more than 20 years and has never seen such a handsome man. Not to mention seeing four people at once, or any one of them, she can't match any man she has seen in this life.

Is this... naive? Is she still dreaming?

If it were in Zichuan, Qiqi would not mind that there were women staring at her men. However, this is the Dream Clan, and I don’t know why. Since I got ashore, I saw these women staring at several of their men and saliva, and she began to feel depressed.

Sexy women can be seen everywhere, and they all look like they want to remove these men from their bones. They are simply shameless.

She took a half step forward, blocking part of Yang Ji's vision.

Yang Ji was staring at Chu Xuanchi so much that her eyes were full of peach blossoms. When she blocked her like this, she immediately became angry.

The silver threads in front of him, as frost-like as snow and the exquisite and beautiful face as jade porcelain, completely disappeared. Yang Ji glared and finally was willing to look directly at this petite and delicate little girl.

"Who are you? You dare to be so presumptuous in my territory." Although the other party was weak, she could see that this woman had a deep inner strength and was definitely not an easy person to deal with.

Qiqi looked back at her, just glanced at her and smiled slightly, "Of course, he is the one who came to play the club."

With a swipe, the Hanyue Knife was pulled out of the sleeve tube. Without saying a word, she raised her arm and exclaimed, and a cold sword wind was sent over like thunder.

Yang Ji was a little overwhelmed by the fact that he could survive in the dark city and even broke out of his own territory. Yang Ji was naturally not a character that could easily deal with.

With a clang, a clanging sound, a palm wind was sent out. She quickly retreated and returned to the hall.

Qiqi did not follow. The move just now was just a false move, but was just used to explore the opponent's path.

Yang Ji must have gone with her weapons when she returned to the hall.

Sure enough, in a blink of an eye, a figure rushed out from inside, and with a whoosh, the big knife in his hand had already slashed at Qiqi.

Although this big sword is far less powerful than Chu Xuanchi's Xuanyue Sword, it seems that it can weigh at least a few dozen kilograms. People who can use this heavy weapon have absolutely amazing arm strength.

Qiqi did not respond to her sword head-on. She made a mistake and almost avoided it. She turned her hand and hit her with a sword wind.

It turned out that Yang Ji was still a little uneasy because of Qiqi avoiding it, for fear that her sword wind would hurt the white-haired handsome man behind her.

But for some reason, his sharp sword wind was heading towards the man. The sword wind could clearly bring up a strong airflow along the way, but when the sword wind arrived in front of the man, it disappeared inexplicably.

She couldn't see whether the white-haired man was completely useless or that his internal strength was so deep that he could not reach the point of being. He just stood there quietly, with a cold breath all over his body.

But except for coldness, she could not feel that he had any internal strength.

After learning martial arts for so many years, she naturally knew that the person in front of her was either an ordinary man who knew martial arts completely and had no internal strength at all, or she had deep internal strength to the point where she was already superb.

This sword passed by like entering the sea, even more gloomy than throwing the sea with stones. It couldn't even stir up a little wave, and it had already passed away with the wind.

She was shocked. With one move, she could see that the white-haired man's martial arts was definitely not something she could deal with. She was distracted by her mentality. The cold sword wind of Qiqi had already arrived at her.

Her heart tightened, and the big knife shook, she almost dodged, and quickly retreated. When she turned around, she suddenly whipped two silver needles and hit her fingertips.

Wuming had already put two green leaves in his hand that he had held in his hand at some time, but Qiqi's response completely calmed down his slightly nervous mood. It seemed that this girl could handle it very well by herself, and they didn't need to worry.

Looking at the three men around him, each of them looked calm and calm, he felt even more relieved, but the two green leaves in his hands were still tightly clasped and never discarded.

Of course, he didn't notice that two silver needles had been pressed between Mu Chu's fingers, and Chu Jiangnan's long finger was also slightly bent, and the stringless knife that could condense the name of someone at any time.

As for Chu Xuanchi, everyone really couldn't see any reaction from him.

Qiqi Hanyue's sword waved and tinged twice. Two silver needles were swept off by her sword wind, but Yang Ji on the opposite side raised her arms again. At this time, there were at least a dozen silver needles coming.

Under the sunlight, the needle mouth of the silver needle was glowing with a green light, and you could tell at a glance that it was filled with poison.

Qiqi disagreed and waved the Hanyue Sword to calmly respond to the enemy. The sword wind not only knocked off the silver needle, but also prevented them from hurting the people they brought behind them.

As more than a dozen silver needles passed, Yang Ji suddenly shouted again, picked up the big knife and slashed towards her. There was a black look in the palm of her other hand.

As expected, everyone here is a poison master, and this rumor is not false at all.

"Hold your breath." Qiqi shouted loudly, and suddenly jumped up. With a stroke of the Hanyue knife, a cold sword wind met Yang Ji's cold breath. She raised her left hand and more than a dozen silver needles shot straight towards more than a dozen large acupoints around Yang Ji.

Yang Ji had raised her hand, and the poisonous powder in her palm attacked Qiqi and her group through internal force, but before she could touch Qiqi's half of her clothes, she was forced back by her sword wind.

As for the dozen silver needles, she clearly saw that the other party took action, and it was easy for her to avoid it.

But I didn't expect that after Qiqi forced her poisonous powder back, she suddenly sent her sword. The sword wind did not want to hurt her, but was intended to lock her body.

The strong internal force completely enveloped her body, making it extremely difficult for her to take a step back.

After such a negligence, after Yang Ji struggled to escape a few silver needles, several silver needles fell straight on her body.

Yang Ji's true energy was leaking, and her mouth opened, and blood that had already turned black overflowed. When Qiqi took back the sword wind, her legs became weak and she fell down.

Seeing that she was injured, more than a dozen guards rushed up and slashed at Qiqi with swords.

"Back back." Yang Ji shouted behind them.

The dozen women dressed in guards stopped their steps and were reluctant to retreat behind her.

Yang Ji climbed up from the ground, lifted her palm and gathered her true energy in her dantian. She held her palm and shouted loudly. The silver needles that fell on her body were forced out of her body. She thrust her into the nearby tree stud, but her lips and even her face had changed, which was clearly a sign of poisoning.

"Boss, the antidote." The doctor in Yangmen rushed to her and handed the opened wooden box on it.

Yang Ji took out a pill from it and threw it into her mouth. Fortunately, Qiqi did not pursue her victory and took her life while she was poisoned.

"What exactly do you want to do when you come here?" Although the antidote could not remove all the toxins on her body, at least her face was not that ugly.

Their Yang Sect’s holy medicine is so powerful that they can’t completely eliminate the poison that this woman put on her. It goes without saying how powerful the poison is.

Yang Ji stared at Qiqi, and the big sword fell to the ground. With a clang, a dull sound spread throughout the yard.
Chapter completed!