Chapter 1150： Maybe it depends on you

Hearing Yang Qi's words, the young master of Ming Demon Sect became very angry.

Of course he would not have imagined that a young man who seemed to be in his twenties would dare to speak so boldly in front of him.

"Young Master, stop talking nonsense with this ant, kill him."

A man next to the young master of Mingmajiao said to him.

"and many more."

The Young Master of Ming Demon Sect shook his head.

Afterwards, the Young Master of the Ming Demon Cult looked at Yang Qi again, and an ambiguous expression appeared on his face.

"Then can you tell me why do you want to kill me?"

The Young Master of Ming Mojia thought that he didn't know Yang Qi at all, which meant that he didn't have any deep hatred with Yang Qi.

He was a little puzzled, why would an ant like Yang Qi appear in front of him, and then said he would kill him.

A dozen men also looked at Yang Qi, just because they all wanted to know why Yang Qi wanted to kill their young leader.

"Perhaps," Yang Qi groaned for a few seconds. He looked at the Young Master of Ming Mojiao, "I think you are not pleasing to your eyes."

What...what? !

The words came out.

The young master of Mingmajiao and a dozen men were shocked.

They wanted to break their heads and would never think that Yang Qi would dare to say that.

See him not pleasing to the eye? !

His dignified young master of the Demon Cult is actually talking nonsense with such an ant?

Immediately, the young master of Mingmajiao showed a touch of anger on his face.

"Kill him for me!"

Following an order from the Young Master of the Ming Demon Sect, a man slammed a punch at Yang Qi.

A spirit power swept out from the man's fist, but it reached Yang Qi in an instant.

But what the Young Demon Cult Young Master and a dozen men did not expect was that Yang Qi did not make any dodge or resist.

It's like seeing nothing.

The Young Master of the Ming Demon Cult smiled to himself. He knew that after the fist of the spiritual power condensed on Yang Qi's body, then Yang Qi would never have any chance of survival.

What a ridiculous person...

boom!

no doubt.

The fist gang hit Yang Qi's body hard.

The Young Master of the Ming Demon Sect and a dozen men knew that Yang Qi's life would soon disappear from this world forever.

But what made them want to spend ten days and ten nights would never think of, but then there was such a scene.

I saw that when the fist gong formed by the condensed spiritual power hit Yang Qi's body with a heavy blow, Yang Qi did not even take a half step back.

how is this possible! ! !

The young master of the Ming Demon Cult and a dozen men all couldn't help but exclaimed.

How dare they believe that this is actually true!

This is incredible.

The fists formed by the condensed spiritual power hit this person, but this person has nothing to do?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it.

But now, they have to believe it.

"Do you really believe in your eyes?"

Suddenly, Yang Qi slowly said to the Young Master of Ming Demon Cult.

The Young Master of the Ming Demon Sect stared at Yang Qi.

"Don't think that if you have a stronger defense, you can do whatever you want. I am not afraid of you at all!"

"Is it?"

The corners of Yang Qi's mouth rose, and a light smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that Yang Qi could still laugh at the young master of the Ming Demon Sect, he was even more shocked.

He has already said the three words Mingmojiao, why can Yang Qi be so indifferent?