The feeling of the spirit weapon or dragon scale battle driven by the mind is one word in Yang Yiyun's heart at this moment - cool.

Wherever the mind goes, the dragon scales reach.

Previously, Qian Jue ordered three innate fifth-layer ancient martial artists to deal with him, and Yang Yiyun used dragon scales, and with just one thought, driven by his thoughts, he severely damaged the three innate fifth-layer masters.

In fact, he could have killed three people, but after all, he didn't do it.

Killing too much will definitely have an impact on his state of mind in the future, as Master Yun Tianye has said to him.

Moreover, this is Wudang, in the final analysis, he came to Wudang to find allies, although he insulted himself, but he did not have a deep hatred.

The three innate five layers are also obedient, and there is no grudge at all.

Based on these, Yang Yiyun only drove the dragon scales to stab the legs of the three of them in an instant, and did not kill them.

Even so, it made the three innate fifth-layer masters frightened, and they fell to the ground one by one with a frightened expression.

The three of them didn't even see that Yang Yiyun was injured with a secret weapon of life, but after seeing a golden light flash in Yang Yiyun's body, his leg hurt and he fell to the ground.

At this time, when Yang Yiyun said coldly to Qianjue, move your head and move, the three innate ancient martial artists saw clearly that Yang Yiyun's secret weapon was a dragon-like thing.

Powerful as a thousand peers, the current number one master of Wudang except for those old men, was subdued by Yang Yiyun in the blink of an eye, this moment, the Wudang disciples present were filled with deep shock in their hearts.

One by one, they are guessing how Yang Yiyun did it?

Obviously, his body is five or six meters away, why can he hurt people with a golden light emitted from his body?

First put it on the three innate fifth-layer masters, then cut off one of Qianjue's arms, and finally put the glittering golden secret weapon against Qianjue's neck, cutting through the flesh and blood.

What kind of secret weapon is that?

At this moment, many people's hearts were full of speculation and fear.

There were only two people present with different faces, and they all looked at Yang Yiyun with extremely pale.

These two people are naturally the parties to the Qianjue and Mingjue.

Yang Yiyun's strange secret weapon made a word come to their minds-divine soldier.

It is recorded in the Wudang Secret Book that there are divine soldiers in the world who can take things from the air and kill the enemy thousands of miles away, which is the weapon that ancient warriors dreamed of.

It's a pity that none of them have ever seen such a weapon.

Ming Jue looked at Yang Yiyun's face extremely pale, what he thought in his heart was that when Yang Yiyun and Qian Jue made a move just now, he didn't help Yang Yiyun, but chose to stand by and watch.

In fact, what Ming Jue wanted at that time was also to see what Yang Yiyun had and what kind of means and strength, so he didn't help when Yang Yiyun and Qianjun were fighting.

At this time, Yang Yiyun turned defeat into victory, and there was a turning point in the field, and the first thing that came to mind was that if he offended Yang Yiyun, would he settle accounts after the autumn?

As for Qian Jue, who was pressed against his neck by Yang Yiyun with dragon scales, his heart was even more unbearable than Ming Jue at this moment, and a shadow of death hung over his head.

He had never felt it so intimately, and death was so close to him.

I didn't expect that Yang Yiyun would have a divine weapon in his hands.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face turned pale and said, "God...... Divine Soldier~?"

Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, he wanted to say a word about the earth bun, buddy This is a spiritual weapon, an authentic dragon scale, what kind of divine weapon, of course, he also understands that the name of the divine soldier may be the name of the ancient martial artist for the spiritual weapon, just like the same realm, the ancient martial artist is called innate.

And the cultivator is the foundation building period.

Looking at Qianjue, Yang Yiyun said condescendingly: "I will kill you like a dog~"

Qianjue's face was hot, this sentence was exactly what he had cursed Yang Yiyun before, and now it was used by others.

I really have mixed tastes in my heart.

It's clear who killed you like a dog.

Qianjue's face was like the color of earth, and when death really enveloped his heart, he was afraid, what if the six layers of the innate were capable of it, he was still afraid of death.

"Should you say something to me?" Yang Yiyun brought up the old story, which was a typical slap in the face, and he was very persistent.

Asked you before, buddy laughed disdainfully.

Now why should I ask you again to see if you can still laugh?

There was silence in the field, and everyone looked at Yang Yiyun condescendingly at Qianjue, the number one master in Wudang.

Listening to Yang Yiyun's words, Ming Jue's heart was extremely happy.

And one by one, the faces of the thousands of people sank like water, and they couldn't wait to go up and fight with Yang Yiyun.

But do they dare?

Naturally, they don't dare.

At this time, Qianjue struggled in his heart, he thought about resisting, but the consequence was that Yang Yiyun's head was moved, and he finally gave in, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Qian should never humiliate the ancestor, please spare the ancestor~"

"Should you say love words to your concubine?" Who should you say to your concubine like a mosquito?" Yang Yiyun smiled and looked at Qianjue.

The defense line in his heart has collapsed, and Qian Jue also let go out and said loudly: "Qian should never insult the ancestor, please spare the ancestor~"

In this life, he used the true yuan power and passed through the whole field, and every Wudang disciple heard it.

Including the Wudang disciples who rang the bell of the sect and rushed over.

In fact, there were no less than five hundred people in the entire Wudang, among them, in addition to the eighty or ninety ancient warriors seen at the mountain gate, there were naturally some disciples who were weak in cultivation who came later, such as the disciples of the Ming Jin period.

The operation of the entire Wudang is indispensable for eating, drinking, and Lazar, and these innate level ancient martial artists naturally need to be served, and those disciples who are weak in the realm are serving these innate masters.

At this time, everyone heard a thousand voices of confession.

Their eyes widened.

The first master of dignified martial arts actually begged for mercy.

Some ordinary disciples of Wudang were very shocked in their hearts.

However, it doesn't matter to them, the things between these big shots and masters, they may not be qualified to mix in their lives.

Yang Yiyun was finally satisfied, he was not only to punish Qianjue and make Qianjue admit his mistakes in front of everyone, but also to show those Wudang disciples who were not convinced, so as to pave the way for what he was going to do next.

Since he meddled in the management, he simply managed it to the end, elected an heir to Wudang, and pinched Wudang into a rope, which was in his interests, and Yunmen would have to deal with Wudang in the future.

The first ally you can't choose is a piece of loose sand, right?

Looking at Qianjue Yang Yiyun and said in a low voice: "Qianjue Old Dao, can you accept it?"

Qianjue really wanted to scold Yang Yiyun in a foul language, why did you put the knife on your neck and ask if you were convinced? What can I say?

The disciple obeyed. Qianjue said in a low voice.

"Well, it's good to take it, I specialize in all kinds of disobedience, today for Sikong Yuan's sake, bypass your life, but you old miscellaneous hair for me to remember, no matter how dare to toss, I can kill you a hundred times without repeating~" The last sentence Yang Yiyun's voice was like a cold winter ice cave.

Letting Qian Jue shudder, he saw the killing intent in Yang Yiyun's eyes, and the last trace of thought in his heart was completely extinguished.

Yang Yiyun moved his mind as he spoke, and the dragon scales were withdrawn from his body.

Qianjue's tense nerves loosened, and he knelt on the ground with an ordinary voice and said loudly: "Wudang disciple Qianjue thank you for the grace of the ancestor not to kill, from today onwards, Qianjue is willing to listen to the dispatch of the ancestor and serve the ancestor as the master of Wudang." ”

Qian Jue can see that Yang Yiyun is a person who is full of evil energy, it is so mysterious, just now he not only saw the killing intent in his eyes, but also the illusion of a sea of stars, he is a human spirit who has been cultivating martial arts for a full hundred and eight years, and what he has seen and heard in his life is naturally very comparable, the scene Yang Yiyun saw in his eyes, in Qian Jue's opinion, such characters will undoubtedly not be demonic in the future.

Not to mention Kunlun, there is one in Kunlun, and you can also see the sea of stars in your eyes.

The reason why Kunlun became the big brother in the ancient sect is not only because of his profound qualifications, but also because Kunlun has a demon existence with unlimited potential.

And Yang Yiyun now has such demonic potential.

Yang Yiyun smiled, he heard the words from the heart from Qianjue's mouth this time, he was really convinced, and grinned: "Okay, get up, after all, I have a relationship with Wudang, what about you, I don't care if you are ambitious, but I want to tell you, in the ancient martial arts world, too crazy will be pumped."

There are many people who can kill you, and if you are too attached to power in cultivation, you will not want to reach a higher realm in your life, remember, cultivation requires obsession, but you must also let go of obsession, so that you can improve, and the road of martial arts will go further. ”