That's where the root of the bane was sown!

Yang Hu left the City Lord's Mansion with resentment, wandered outside for three years, and bought a large number of captains from the City Lord's Mansion.

In the end, he succeeded in imprisoning the wind and Qingyang, and there was today's scene.

The head of the big sect and the head of the third sect arrived one after another, but they didn't expect Gong Chun to rebel.

"Gong Chun, what are you going to do, the city lord is not thin with us, why do you want to rebel!"

The Great Sect gave a cold snort, asking Gong Chun to quickly put down his weapon and take the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Lin Meng, don't pretend, you are all raccoon dogs, without you as an internal response, how can he, a brute, succeed!"

Gong Chun's eyes looked coldly at Lin Meng, the head of the Great Sect, because what she said was right, it was Lin Meng who did the internal response back then, so that Yang Hu successfully controlled the City Lord's Mansion.

"It's all in the past, it's different who is the city lord, let's just do our own thing!"

The head of the three sects, Quan Tu, spoke, with a grim face, saying this, he still hoped that Gong Chun would put down the knife in his hand, lest they do it.

"Passed?"

Gong Chun smiled miserably, and his beautiful face looked extremely pale under the moonlight.

"Is something really in the past?"

Her eyes fell on Yang Hu, she wanted to do everything possible to delay time and let Lynch rescue Feng Qingyang as soon as possible.

"Arrest her, don't hurt her, and take her directly to my house!"

Yang Hu didn't continue, and he didn't want to explain, and with an order, all the guards surrounded Gong Chun and the ten blood-clothed guards.

Yang Hu left, leaving the two sides in a stalemate.

"Gong Chun, if you don't put down the weapon in your hand, we will ask the city lord to spare your life!"

Rebellion is a capital crime, Yang Hu didn't kill him on the spot, maybe he coveted Gong Chun's beauty.

"What joy is there in life, what is the fear of death!"

Gong Chun had an expression of looking at death as if he were at home, and under the siege of hundreds of guards, Ling Ran was not afraid.

"Then don't blame us for being rude, kill!"

Lin Meng waved his hand, and the guards made a move, killing those blood-clothed guards first, and then Gong Chun couldn't run out.

"Boom!"

At this time, the wall of the courtyard was pushed open, and Elder Gu led everyone to rush in, and more than a hundred people stood on Gong Chun's side.

Lin Meng's eyes were cold, but he didn't expect Gong Chun to unite with outsiders.

"Very good, you were sent to the Xiliang Ore Vein, and you can come back alive, it seems that it is also your masterpiece!"

Lin Meng glanced at Elder Gu, staring at Gong Chun, and at this moment he understood that it was Gong Chun who rescued the two of them in the Xiliang Ore Vein.

"Lin Meng, tonight is your death period, don't you wake up yet, you have to continue to help the abuse!"

Elder Gu shouted loudly, hoping that Lin Meng would come to his senses and stand on their side.

"Stop talking nonsense, you're all going to die tonight!"

Lin Meng waved his hand, everyone moved, and the two sides were suddenly killed together, and blood sprayed everywhere.

Yang Hu took steps and approached the stone gate of the secret room step by step, the reason why he didn't kill Gong Chun was that he had important things to do.

He began to wonder if someone had sneaked underground to save Feng Qingyang.

In the stone prison, Lynch was very anxious, and he was naturally clear about what was going on outside.

The moment Yang Hu touched the stone gate, a shocking killing intent emanated, and sure enough, someone entered the stone prison.

Opening the stone door, Yang Hu strode in, and the person should not have left yet.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Yang Hu's voice was getting closer and closer, and beads of sweat had already appeared on Lynch's forehead.

"Nine Absolute Sword Souls, if you don't help, Lao Tzu will die here!"

Lynch suddenly let out a cold snort, and the Nine Absolute Sword Souls, which were silent in the dantian, suddenly emitted a sword light and slashed angrily on the windy dantian.

The prohibition above suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the law of the Martial Saint was slashed by a sword.

A surging power rose from the breezy lower abdomen, and then penetrated the limbs, and the long-lost power returned to the body, even stronger than before.

"Click!"

The chain in his hand was broken, and Lynch immediately took out an elixir and put it in Feng Qingyang's hand.

"I'll leave it to you, I'll save the others!"

There is also a secret room where the heirs of the wind are imprisoned, if they are not rescued, Yang Hugou jumps over the wall in a hurry, and it is possible to kill them all.

"Thank you!"

Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and tidied up his messy hair, and Lynch turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared.

At this time, the iron door opened, and Yang Hu finally walked into the stone prison.

When he came in, Yang Hu smelled the breath of other people, and he was in no mood to pay attention to it at the moment.

"Yang Hu, you're finally here!"

The wind cleared his body and made a clicking sound, the realm was restored, and the powerful Martial Saint Law lifted the entire stone prison away and returned to the ground.

"Boom!"

Everyone was stunned and didn't know what was going on, especially the fiery ones who were killed.

"It's the old city lord!"

Elder Gu exclaimed, stopped fighting, the wind was clear and proud, Yang Hu stood opposite him, and the powerful aura of the two of them suppressed the people below who couldn't raise their heads.

Gong Chun looked up, and suddenly cried with joy, finally succeeded.

The head of the Great Sect, Lin Meng, showed a trace of fear on his face, as an old subordinate of Feng Qingyang, he knew the fate of betrayal.

"Can't let them go, kill them all!"

Lin Meng suddenly ordered to kill Gong Chun and the others, without giving Feng Qingyang any chance.

"Kill!"

Most of the guards, all of whom were the head of the Great Sect, drew their weapons and fought into the crowd.

But there were also many guards who hesitated, not wanting to be involved in the fight.

For example, Du Zhong, as well as Ding Jun and others, they have only joined the City Lord's Mansion for a short time, and they know very little about grievances, and they don't want to wade into this troubled water.

"The old city lord has come out, put down the butcher knife in your hands, don't help the abuse!"

Gong Chun snorted, and some people whose confidence was shaken hesitated again, not knowing what to do.

Ding Jun was about to make a move, when suddenly a hand was on his shoulder, and Lynch appeared quietly.

"Don't get involved, lead the people you think have a good relationship with, go to the City Lord's Mansion and wait for me!"

Lynch was kind to Ding Jun, nodded, without any hesitation, and chose to believe Lynch.

Removing the dozens of people who hesitated, there were still more than a hundred people, plus Yang Hu's personal guards, they could easily kill the people brought by Gong Chun and Elder Gu.

"Son!"

Feng Qingyang glanced below, and his anger rushed out of the sky, it was all his fault, and he shouldn't endure it again and again.

"Tell me who let you out!"

Yang Hu is still searching for that person, who has such a great ability to break his own prohibition, he is definitely a martial saint master.

He is not afraid of facing the wind alone, if there is one more martial saint, it is another matter.

"You don't have a chance to know, I'll clean up the portal today and kill you son of a!"

Feng Qingyang's strength was fully recovered, and with the big Luo Dan sent by Lynch, he successfully broke through to the second-grade Martial Saint.

The strong aura swept away, and Yang Hu was taken aback.

"Sure enough, the old treacherous and cunning, do you think that you can suppress me by reaching the second-grade martial saint, I have found the defects of the exercises!"

Yang Hu let out a cruel smile, and a violent aura was released, and he actually reached the second-grade martial saint.

Although there will be attacks in the middle of the month, it is not as serious as in previous years, and after a few years of exploration, I have found some clues.

Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned, he knew very well the defects of the exercises, ordinary people could not make up for it at all, Yang Hu could find some clues, and his talent was by no means ordinary.

It is precisely because of this that Feng Qingyang has connived again and again, and has fallen to this step of the field.

"Yang Hu, I hate that I didn't kill you with my own hands back then, and today I will be ruthless and completely kill you, a rebel!"

In Feng Qingyang's heart, he had already regarded Yang Hu as his own son, and when he said these words at this moment, he suffered great pain in his heart.

"Old fellow, don't pretend, since I could control you back then, I can kill you today!"

A Fang Tian Painting Halberd appeared in Yang Hu's hand, and the law of a first-grade Dao weapon fell with a bang, causing those who were fighting on the martial arts arena to be ruthlessly swept away.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, they don't even have the strength to raise their arms.

Feng Qingyang's hands were empty, and before Lynch left, he didn't leave anything behind, and Lynch's weapons couldn't meet the requirements of the Martial Saint at all.

Fang Tian drew a halberd and slashed, and a black hurricane appeared, splitting towards the wind.

Gong Chun was shocked, she couldn't help at the moment, so she could only stand in place and watch silently.

"It's worthy of being my eldest disciple, this Fang Tian Painting Halberd has finally been refined by you!"

Feng Qingyang sincerely admired, if Yang Hu was kind and didn't do so many evil things, the position of the city lord would be passed on to him sooner or later.

The hands suddenly sealed, and strange marks appeared, making everyone puzzled, what kind of martial arts is this old city lord.

Only Yang Hu was alone, frowning, this is not a martial art, but a magic technique, a powerful magic technique, which has long surpassed the level of martial arts.

The mysterious and mysterious method made many people puzzled, but in the dark, there was another person who watched quietly.

"I didn't expect this old thing to actually comprehend the Xuanming Method!"

Lynch muttered to himself, he had long known that Feng Qingyang had obtained an ancient method, but it was only incomplete, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate.

After Yang Hu's incident this time, after three years in the stone prison, he finally realized a glimmer of opportunity, and now he can be familiar with it.

Turning into a cocoon and a butterfly, Nirvana and rebirth is to describe this moment.

From Paradise Island Hell, from Glory to Poverty, from Martial Saint to Mortal......

This is a qualitative change, and at this moment, Lynch's heart seems to have an inexplicable mystery.

From emperors to mortals, it is also a kind of sublimation of the realm!

The complex handprints shrouded it, as if it covered the entire sky, and Lynch knew a lot of tricks in his heart, but he couldn't use them.

Fang Tian's halberd suddenly froze in place, controlled by a layer of golden light curtain, unable to take a step forward.

"Impossible!"

Yang Hu roared, a huge force appeared, and let out a roar, and the Martial Saint Law on his arm was like a cage, constantly squeezing.

"Jump!"

As if the heavens and the earth were cracking, Fang Tian's painting halberd regained its freedom, and those Xuan Ming imprints formed a violent wind and suddenly smashed towards Yang Hu.

That's right, not blowing, but smashing.

Spells can take on all sorts of strange forms, all manipulated by the mind of the person who casts them.

"Boom!"

Yang Hu's body was uncontrollable and was smashed into the ground, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

(End of chapter)