Quick Travel through the Heavens: Starting from the Return of the Condor Heroes

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Not long after they walked forward again, another man stopped them. Judging from his clothes, he was from the same sect as the Yin-Yang Saint. This guy looked at He Yihong with a gloomy face and said nothing. His body exuded the aura of the Great Dao, and the Yin-Yang Dao power lingered around him.

He Yihong looked at Yin Xiuyun (the Saint of Yin and Yang) and asked with a smile: "Xiuyun, this is your fellow disciple, right?"

Yin Xiuyun didn't say anything. An Miaoyi looked at him and said with a smile, "Young Master should be the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Cult, right?"

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

"A good dog doesn't block the road. Those who block the road are all garbage." He Yihong said with a faint smile while standing in front of the Yin Yang Saint. Just now, he suddenly appeared next to the Yin Yang Saint and slapped him into the palace next to him.

This shocked everyone. They didn't expect He Yihong to suddenly take action and easily knock the Yin-Yang Saint away.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!" The Yin-Yang Saint rushed back and shouted angrily, and summoned the Yin-Yang Sword towards He Yihong.

At the same time, He Yihong felt two strong auras locking onto him. He knew that this must be the mighty power of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Powerful? Am I afraid of you?" He Yihong sneered in his heart. He summoned the Dragon Phoenix Black and Yellow Pagoda and suppressed the Yin Yang Saint. The Yin Yang Saint was only in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, far inferior to him. With his full strength, the Yin Yang Saint disappeared with his sword, and was suppressed in the Dragon Phoenix Black and Yellow Pagoda.

"How dare you, little thief!" Two powerful men rushed out from the void and attacked He Yihong with tremendous pressure.

He Yihong split into three, and the two clones simultaneously fired spiritual light cannons (spiritual light wave fists) upwards, and the strong spiritual light engulfed the two powerful men. Such strong spiritual power fluctuations and white light attracted everyone in the holy city.

"Huh? He's not dead?" He Yihong said in surprise as the two clones put away the spiritual light cannon. He took back the Dragon and Phoenix Black Yellow Tower and the two Yuanshen clones, and appeared outside the Holy City in a flash. Many powerful people also appeared there.

In a valley outside the holy city, two powerful Yin-Yang Sect masters were thousands of meters apart and both were seriously injured.

He Yihong showed no mercy and sent them to hell as soon as he got here, then took out their magic swords and the things in the wheel sea.

"This kid is cruel enough." A powerful man hiding in the dark said to his companions.

"I originally thought that he was able to fight against the powerful because of his powerful magic weapon, but now it seems that he is very powerful even without magic weapons!"

"How did this kid cultivate? How did he reach the same level as you and me in just a few years?"

After the search, He Yihong returned to the Holy City. He found Yao Xi and the others, and saw Yao Yuekong standing next to them. He took out the two magic weapons of the Yin Yang Sect's great masters, and said to Yao Yuekong with a smile, "These are the magic weapons of the two old Koreans just now. Do you want to take them to the Yaoque Palace?"

Yao Yuekong smiled and said, "Of course I will."

He Yihong threw them all to him, and then took out the Dragon Phoenix Black Yellow Pagoda. He cast a ban on the Yin Yang Saint in the pagoda, and then released him. The Yin Yang Sword on the Yin Yang Saint was also a good thing, and he threw it to Yin Xiuyun.

He Yihong stepped forward and patted the Yin Yang Saint on the face, and said with a disdainful smile: "Little bastard, you've fallen into my hands this time, right?"

“Don’t be so complacent…” Yin Yang Saint said angrily.

"Pa!" He Yihong slapped him directly, then kicked him in front of Yao Yuekong and said, "Brother, I'll auction off this trouble!"

"what?!"

"He...he is actually going to auction off the Holy Land's Son!"

"Is he crazy? How dare he do this? Does he want to fight to the death with Yin Yang Holy Land?"

"Auctioning the Holy Son of the Holy Land is something that has never happened before!"

Everyone around was shocked.

"This kid is interesting!"

Some powerful men also laughed. They must be a sect that was not on good terms with the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Brother He, do you really want to do this?" Yao Yuekong came back to his senses and said.

"Just tell me whether you in Yaoque Palace dare to do it!" He Yihong said.

"Dare!" Yao Yuekong said directly.

He Yihong smiled and led everyone to move forward. They walked into the Ji Family Stone Workshop. Ji Biyue and Ji Xia's faces became visibly ugly. After all, this was the territory of their Ji Family. They had lost to He Yihong a few days ago, but now they had to accompany him to their home to gamble on stones. This really made them feel embarrassed and awkward.

As soon as He Yihong entered the Ji family stone archway, another man and his men stopped him. He looked like someone who deserved a beating.

"My name is Tuoba Chang..." the man said arrogantly with one hand behind his back.

"Pa!" He Yihong slapped him directly.

Tuoba Chang was slapped several meters away by He Yihong. He stood up, covered his face, pointed at He Yihong and said angrily: "You...why did you hit someone!"

"I'm really upset that you're blocking my way!" He Yihong said, and continued to walk inside with everyone.

Arriving at the deepest small lake, everyone took a boat to the island in the middle of the lake. The Great Xia prince and others also pleaded with Ji Haoyue and others, wanting to go to the island to see what He Yihong would reveal.

Arriving on the island, He Yihong started wandering around. Unexpectedly, Tuoba Chang followed him. He came to He Yihong and looked at him angrily, saying, "Do you dare to gamble with me on stones?"

He Yihong looked him up and down and said with a smile: "How much source can you take out? If you don't have anything worth more than 200 million kilograms of source, just stay aside."

"You! I think you don't dare to bet with me!" Tuoba Chang said angrily.

"Boring." He Yihong waved his hand and said.

He came to the dragon head stone of the Ji family. Li Heishui asked with a smile: "Is there a treasure in this stone?"

He Yihong nodded and said, "A little bit, but it's only worth 10,000 kilograms at most!"

"Boy, are you so sure that there is no treasure in this dragon head stone? It is as famous as the nine-orifice stone man in the Daoyi Holy Land Stone Archway!" An old man came over and said excitedly.

He Yihong looked him up and down and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you are an old man. Do you have a granddaughter or something? Take her and bet with me!"

"You!" The old man was immediately furious. He said with trembling hands, "You will die in a woman's belly sooner or later!"

"Then just do it at noon from now on, and skip it in the morning and evening." He Yihong said with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" Some male monks laughed.

He Yihong looked at the group of people around him and said, "Is there anyone willing to bet with me? I bet the contents of this dragon head stone are worth less than 20,000. Bet...anyone, feel free to make a bet."

Unfortunately, the group of people here looked at each other and no one spoke. In the big bet a few days ago, he won 300 million kilograms of source, and now no one has extra source.

No one came forward to place the bets, so He Yihong smiled and went to look around somewhere else.

At this time, another old man came out and said, "I'm going to make a bet with you! The bet is your dragon-patterned black gold sword!"

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