Chapter 625 Don't Treat Us as Mentally Handicapped
"All the disciples of the Chu family listen to the order!
Chu Wu poured his voice with true qi and roared, and his high-pitched and loud voice spread throughout the entire Nine Dragon Peak. Dust, Margin, Text, Learning ↘, Network
"Kill!"
Everyone yelled and rushed towards the Yin-Yang Sect Mountain Gate frantically.
Soon, the disciples guarding the gate in front of the mountain gate of the Yin Yang Sect had been killed, and a large number of martial cultivators poured into the mountain gate.
Led by Chu Wu's masters in the late stage of the realm, including Shen Lang, led a hundred martial cultivators to take advantage of the night to enter the Yin Yang Sect, and the momentum was violent.
After a while, fire spread everywhere in Jiulong Peak.
Bursts of fists and feet intersected, countless swords swung down, and blood arrows soared, and the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect were quickly killed by surprise, and many of them were so frightened that they threw away their armor and fled directly.
Yang Wei was only wearing a pair of pants, and he didn't have time to put on his pants, so he took some Yin-Yang Sect disciples and tried his best to kill them.
Damn, it's too careless! Yang Wei's face was hard to see, he really never thought that this group of clowns who jumped off the beam would actually come back?
The Yin-Yang Sect had already suffered heavy losses, and when it was attacked like this, the disciples were all dying, and those who didn't die ran away.
Only Yang Dabao and a few Yin Yang Sect elders were trying their best to resist, and cold sweat was also breaking out on their foreheads. Yang Dabao thought that he was really cheating on his father now, and hoped that Yang Wei could exert his power again, otherwise he would have to consider running away.
Not long after, a group of martial cultivators united by the three major families and three major sects were like a bamboo, and they killed outside the main hall of the Yin and Yang Sect.
Several masters in the late stage of the realm were at loggerheads with Yang Wei.
"Yang Wei, tonight is your death!" Chu Wu shouted.
Yang Weiqi's face was dark, it was really a wrong step. Now that the Yin Yang Sect is almost the only one left in the Light Pole Commander, except for those elders, Yang Wei is in an extremely bad mood.
He was injured by Shen Lang before, and in the battle in the morning, the body protection qi that was aroused for a long time made his true qi consume a lot.
Although a female cultivator has just been recruited, her strength is far from recovering.
In the face of so many martial cultivators, Yang Wei still felt a little pressure in his heart, he suppressed the anger in his heart, put on a polite look and said with a smile: "Hehe, my Yang Wei has the favor of God, coupled with hard cultivation, it is a fortunate thing for the entire Qingfeng Mountain to finally break through the peak of the Questioning Realm, I didn't expect you people to join forces to sneak attack my Yin Yang Sect because of jealousy and hatred! This is inevitably a bit shameful, right? This seat promises, as long as you retreat, I can spare your life, and I will not go to you for trouble in the future." ”
"Dream! Tonight is either you dead or we die. Chu Wu sneered.
"Isn't it okay for so many of you to beat me? Why don't we do a 'Qingfeng Mountain Sword Discussion' another day, and everyone will come and learn martial arts together?" Yang Wei said with a smile.
Wang Lihong smiled and said, "Yangwei, don't treat us as mentally retarded, let's come and learn now." ”
Yang Wei's face was very ugly, and it seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was basically zero.
In this situation, Yang Wei really doesn't want to face so many clowns.
Although he is not afraid of these jumping clowns, his current state is not very good.
Yang Wei's face sank, and he snorted: "Hmph, originally I wanted to leave you a way to live, since you don't know whether you live or die, you come to the door to send you dead, then I'm embarrassed!"
Ye Chao gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Wei, even if we don't come to Jiulong Peak, will you let us go?"
Yang Wei said with a gloomy face: "Ye Chao, for your daughter's sake, I may let you go." But today, none of you want to live!"
"Devil, return my daughter!" Ye Chao's face was hideous, he shouted violently, and slammed his sword towards Yang Wei.
Chu Wu and the others also rushed up.
Let's fight, it's a big deal to spend a little effort! Yang Wei thought so in his heart, he didn't think that these beam-jumping clowns could be his opponents, even if he was injured a little more today, he would kill all these beam-jumping clowns!
Although Yang Wei didn't wear pants, he still put on a "I'm a master" look, standing proudly with his hands behind his back, in order to show his strength, he disdained to take the initiative.
When Ye Chao was about to stab him with a sword, Yang Wei suddenly stretched out his two fingers, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and lifted it casually.
"Ding!" With a bang, Ye Chao's whole person flew out with the long sword and fell to the ground.
Ye Chao was injured by Yang Wei in the morning, and his injuries had not yet recovered, and he was regarded as the weakest of these martial cultivators in the late stage of the realm, and he was even inferior to Shen Lang.
Ye Chao got up from the ground again, gritted his teeth, and continued to stab towards Yang Wei with a sword.
Seeing that Yang Wei was still so violent, everyone did not dare to slack off and launched an attack with all their might.
Chu Wu, Zheng Shuai, Ye Chao, Fahai, Wang Lihong, and Shen Lang besieged Yangwei, and three martial cultivators in the middle of the realm also assisted in the attack.
The rest of the large number of martial cultivators dealt with the remnants of the Yin Yang Sect and several elders, and the fierce battle on the scene became more and more fierce.
Shen Lang set up the blood drinking knife and slashed out a knife qi towards Yang Wei.
"Boom!"
Yang Wei struck out a palm, shaking the sword qi away.
"Hmph!" Yang Wei snorted coldly, jumped on one foot, and swooped towards Shen Lang like lightning.
In the morning, Yang Wei was attacked by Shen Lang, his buttocks were all beaten, and his face was greatly damaged, he wanted to be more high-profile, and he was the first to kill this kid and save his face in the morning.
Shen Lang knew that Yang Wei would target him, but he didn't dare to slack off, stepped on the phantom light step, and quickly dodged.
Yang Wei made moves one after another, but Shen Lang had no intention of resisting, so he hid and ran around. He knew that Yang Wei was angry, and once Yang Wei succeeded, Shen Lang felt that his fate would be miserable.
Chu Wu and the others also knew that Yang Wei was targeting Shen Lang, but fortunately, Shen Lang had made a light effort, and Yang Wei was unable to move easily, so he couldn't hurt him for the time being.
Seeing Shen Lang dodging and jumping, Yang Wei's face turned black, if it weren't for the serious injury on his buttocks, how could he be played like this by a martial artist in the middle of the realm.
"Boy, give me death!"
Yang Wei was so furious that he let go, his palms raised upward, and a violent wind condensed between his arms.
"Storm and rain style!" Yang Wei shouted, his palms pushed towards Shen Lang, and the swift palm wind suddenly hit Shen Lang.
This is Yang Wei's strongest move, and the speed of the palm wind is extremely fast.
Shen Lang let out a cold sweat, he could see that Yang Wei's move was not ordinary.
Seeing that the speed of the palm wind was too fast to dodge, Shen Lang immediately made a decision, flipped his right palm, and pushed forward violently, instantly sending out the third form of the snowflake divine palm.
"Boom!"
The two palm winds collided together, and Shen Lang's palm strength was too much worse than Yang Wei, and he was directly blown out more than ten meters away, and hit the beam of the pavilion in the distance, spitting out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.
Shen Lang got up from the ground with difficulty, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face was a little ugly, he still underestimated Yang Wei.
Fortunately, he had just struck out the Snow Flower Divine Palm to resist most of Yang Wei's palm power, otherwise he would probably have to confess here.