"Blonde, don't kill anyone!"
Yang Qinyu knew Bashan's temper very well. Feng Yangjing had made many disrespectful remarks about the Yang family of Xishan and Yang Qinyu before. Although Bashan looked harmless when he didn't take action, in fact, he was afraid that he had already started to attack. Killing intention.
However, at this time, Feng Yangjing cannot be killed. Once the conflict between the Yang family and Lingyi Sect in Xishan is provoked, things may become difficult.
"You evil beast, how dare you hurt anyone!"
Almost at the same time as Yang Qinyu's voice, there was a loud roar rolling in like muffled thunder.
Yang Qinyu's heart sank immediately. This was not a method only available in the real world.
In Feng Yangjing's ashen eyes, a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on the raised face of the short boy opposite. The metal rod that had been lifted to his chin lightly drew an arc in the air, making After opening his chin, he lightly tapped on his right shoulder blade. With a "squeaking" sound of fracture, Feng Yangjing's entire body was stabbed away.
At the same time, a green light suddenly flashed across the sky. Yang Qinyu secretly shouted something bad. He turned around, grabbed Bashan and threw himself towards the ground in the distance. The three flying shields surrounding him suddenly merged into one. The Mitsubishi Shield, whose quality reached the top level of spiritual energy in one fell swoop, blocked the two people's backs.
However, Yang Qinyu also understood in his heart that these methods were almost useless in the face of the coming danger. They were just doing their best to obey fate. She only hoped that the person who took action could take his identity into consideration and did not dare to really do it. Killer.
However, soon after Yang Qinyu blocked Bashan behind him, the imagined danger did not seem to come.
Yang Qinyu turned around and saw that on a mountain rock more than ten feet away in front of her, an arrow had mostly penetrated into the rock. A green light like a spiritual snake was nailed by the arrow. It was swinging wildly above and was slowly disintegrating.
Seeing this scene, Yang Qinyu not only did not have the slightest fear, but became much more relaxed.
After Feng Yangjing fell to the ground opposite and was helped up by his men, cold sweat flowed down due to the severe pain of the shattered shoulder blades. His original gray-headed face turned into a face of mud, with only his eyes remaining. There was a light of resentment, but he said: "Let's go!"
The people of Lingyi Sect withdrew in dejection, leaving only the cultivators of the Yang family in Xishan who cheered loudly. However, except for Yang Qinyu and Bashan, no one knew that just now, almost everyone in the Yang family had closed the door to death. Walked around.
Seeing the people from Lingyi Sect walking away, Yang Qinyu turned around and shouted: "Xuanji, Xuanji, it's up to you to open the hidden formation of this spiritual field."
Hearing the sound, a young man with a simple and honest face walked over from the crowd and said, "Uncle, I understand, let's see what happens next!"
In terms of age, Yang Xuanji is indeed much younger than Yang Qinyu, but cultivators have always had a tender face. Yang Qinyu is already on the younger side for the "Qin" generation, with an appearance in her early twenties, and Yang Xuanji is two generations behind him, but in terms of appearance, they seem to be almost the same, even older than him. Therefore, whenever Yang Xuanji calls him "uncle" one by one, Yang Qinyu always feels the same. Feeling a little uncomfortable.
It has been about twenty years since Yang Xuanji entered the door of cultivation. His cultivation level has only just advanced to the third level of the martial arts realm. This progress can only be considered average among his peers in the Yang family, but compared to His talent for cultivation, he was in the first formation
His achievements on the road are amazing. It is said that this boy has now mastered the inheritance of at least three spirit-level formations, and is even pondering some treasure-level formation runes.
However, there have long been rumors in the family that Yang Xuanji has been valued by the family elders very early and has been cared for by a large amount of cultivation resources. Otherwise, with Yang Xuanji's little talent in cultivation, I am afraid that he will not even attack martial artists now. The situation is difficult.
Yang Qinyu also secretly paid attention, and he found that the rumors in the family should be true. Among his peers, the sixth brother Yang Qincong and the fourteenth brother Yang Qinyan seemed to take good care of this boy. The fourteenth brother advanced to the real person realm. The time is still far behind him, but the sixth brother Yang Qincong is almost in the top five among his peers, almost behind the second senior sister, eldest brother, fifth brother, and eighth brother. It is his turn, among the family He was a man with real power, and even the fifth brother and the eldest brother would respect him when they saw him.
Yang Xuanji was very ordinary on weekdays and had no other hobbies except playing chess. But when he stood in front of the formation shrouded in the spiritual garden in front of him, his whole temperament would undergo earth-shaking changes. The kind of confidence that bursts out from within makes a proud man like Yang Qinyu feel heartbroken when he sees it.
However, he saw Yang Xuanji take out a simple chessboard from the stored magic weapon and throw it towards his head, and then a piece of light yellow light fell from the chessboard. Then he heard Yang Xuanji smile "hehe" and said "and... "It's not a difficult task." After that, he had already grabbed a handful of black and white chess pieces in his hands. He raised his hands and scattered them, turning into a rain of chess pieces in the sky. They fell in various directions in the narrow valley in front of him, and then the originally empty place was empty. The light was distorted, and a portal gradually appeared in front of everyone. Pure spiritual energy spewed out from it, but the protective formation of the spiritual field had been opened by him.
While Yang Qinyu and others were busy sorting out the harvest in the border spiritual field, a figure suddenly appeared in the void. Xu Tiancheng sneered and said: "There are indeed other Taoist monks under Yang Junshan. Xu is now It is increasingly suspected that Jia Bofang's death was secretly done by Yang."
The void opposite Xu Tiancheng was torn apart like a piece of silk. Yang Junxiu stepped out of it, straddling a long bow. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "The dignified elder of the Lingyi Sect, not only do you not want to attack the juniors with shame, but you are also so talkative. Is it as high as your sect’s status in the cultivation world?”
A flash of anger flashed across Xu Tiancheng's face when he heard this, but he seemed to be a little afraid of Yang Junxiu who had just been able to accurately stop his attack with an arrow. He said in a deep voice: "I won't kill Yang Junshan's descendants just yet. It’s just a little discipline for his father.”
Hearing this, Yang Junxiu smiled and said, "That's okay. The elders in this boy's family are not dead yet, so it's not the turn of an outsider to judge. If you are not convinced, I am willing to argue with you."
Xu Tiancheng snorted coldly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said with ulterior motives: "The Yang family in Xishan is becoming more and more courageous. In the past, they only supported the demon clan forces, but now even the demon kings in the Tao realm are working for them. Aren't you afraid that one day it will backfire on its master?"
Yang Junxiu's expression changed, and she said coldly: "What did you say, do you dare to say it again?"
Xu Tiancheng let out a strange laugh of "hehe" and was about to say something when his consciousness suddenly seemed to sense something. He immediately moved his eyes away from Yang Junxiu and looked to the northeast, as if something was happening there. Earth-shattering changes.