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Xicheng District, Wolong City, the Song family's mansion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a luxuriously decorated room, two graceful women danced, the snow-white carcass looming under the transparent gauze skirt as thin as cicada wings.

A young man in brocade leaned lazily on the velvet bed, his eyes narrowed into a sensitive part sewn on the two women's bodies, looking up and down, revealing evil eyes from time to time. This person is Song Yunpeng, the third son of the Song family.

Song Yunpeng was only seventeen years old, and he was already a master of the fifth stage of qi refining, with a selfish, ruthless, and possessive personality. Most of these pretty maids around him were other people's wives and daughters, and they were forcibly taken by him.

Looking at these amorous stunners in front of him, and thinking about the conservatism and helplessness when they were first robbed, Song Yunpeng couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

At this time, a servant covered in blood broke into the room and knelt on the ground, his shoulder was blurred with blood, it was the evil slave of the Song family who had one of his arms cut off by Yang Yue.

Song Yunpeng's face suddenly became gloomy, and with a wave of his big hand, several maids retreated, and looked down at the servant without saying a word, and a cold breath surged out, which immediately made the servant tremble.

"Young Master Peng's forgiveness, the little one has already found a peerless sword for you in the Xuanbing Pavilion, but it was snatched away by a fanatic." Speaking of this, the servant's eyes flashed with a bit of resentment, and he said hatefully: "He also said a lot of slanderous words against the Song family behind his back. ”

The reason why the servant said this was because Yang Yue cut off his arm, and he hated Yang Yue to the core, so he added fuel and vinegar to say it, wanting to borrow the master's knife to get out of this evil breath for himself.

Song Yunpeng's face immediately showed a bit of amusement, and he asked uncertainly, "Fanatic?" Are you saying that someone is stealing weapons from me without knowing whether they are alive or dead, who is that madman, and whose name is it? ”

The servant replied: "This person, Young Master Peng knows, it is Yang Yue, the second young master of the Yang family. ”

"What? The waste isn't dead. Song Yupeng's face changed, and he stood up suddenly, and his whole person was full of amazing anger. If he doesn't die for a day, it will be difficult for Tang Kexin's girl to catch up.

It seems that Yang Huai has missed...... Song Yunpeng's face moved, and he was shocked: "Yang Yue, that guy is a waste, how can he break your arm?" ”

The servant hurriedly explained: "The little one doesn't know why Yang Yue suddenly has a cultivation, judging from the fluctuation of the vitality, it should be the realm of the third stage of qi refining. ”

Hearing this, Song Yunpeng's face turned extremely pale, as if he understood something, and muttered to himself: "No wonder Yang Huai missed, it turns out that this guy has hidden his strength." I said why Tang Kexin's girl has always had a soft spot for Yang Yue's waste, it turns out that the name of waste is just his trick. ”

"It's just the third stage of qi refining, and it's still a waste in my eyes, and it can be slapped to death with one slap."

Song Yunpeng's stunned stunned only lasted for a moment, and then he returned to his previous cold state, and snorted coldly in his heart: "When I am successfully admitted to the Tiangang Sect, when the time comes, the three brothers of our Song family will all become disciples of the Tiangang Sect, and the Tang family will not even have the confidence to reject me." ”

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At dusk, the sunset reflects the mountains, and the gorgeous sunset is like the clouds hanging from the sky to coat the heavens and the earth with a layer of red glow, like a dream, which will not be extinguished.

As twilight fell in the vast mountain forest, Yang Yue stood quietly in a primeval forest with his eyes closed, surrounded by a piece of ironwood of different thicknesses, ironwood is an extremely hard plant, a few points harder than iron.

Although his body did not move, he could see invisible energy rolling around his body, and the earth, rocks, and broken leaves under his feet were swirling around him.

"A blade across the sky, life and death are impermanent."

Suddenly, Yang Yue burst out, and the Chengying Sword in his hand swept out, only the hilt of the sword, but not the blade, but the sharp sword qi cut the air into a white mark, and the incomparable sword qi swept forward.

"Click!"

The stout ironwood closest to Yang Yue was cut off by the sharp sword qi, the section was smooth as a mirror, and then the second ironwood broke, even so, the sword qi was still not exhausted, and the momentum was like a rainbow slashing forward, the sound of trees breaking kept sounding, and the sound of the huge canopy rumbling to the ground came and went, stirring up a piece of dust.

Yang Yue's eyes flashed with excitement, and he waved the hilt of the pitch-black sword in his hand, and the sword qi pointed at it, and the ironwood broke one after another, and in less than half an hour, the originally lush ironwood forest was razed to the ground, revealing the deep night sky.

Suddenly, Yang Yue pressed his figure, took a deep breath and shouted: "Split the mountain and break the mountain." ”

An extremely suppressed sword qi surged out, but it didn't last long before it dissipated, and that sword qi could not be condensed in one place.

Yang Yue frowned and said to himself, "My power just now should be with the help of the power of the Shadow Sword, not my own real cultivation, I must improve to the realm of the fifth stage of qi refining as soon as possible before I can perform the second and third forms of the Mad Demon Sword Technique." ”

Without too much delay, Yang Yue sat directly among the dead leaves, silently reciting the mantra of the heart method, and running the method of refining qi, and suddenly wisps of spiritual energy floated over from all directions, but the richness of the spiritual energy was unsatisfactory.

Thinking of the state in which he had broken through the three small realms in one fell swoop that night, his heart moved, and he tried to communicate with the thunder vortex in the sea of qi again, wanting to make it spin faster and attract more heaven and earth aura.

But this time, the Thunder Vortex didn't react at all, no matter how he communicated with his mind.

"It seems that there is no shortcut to cultivation, only diligence can make up for it." After several experiments, he had to dispel the idea of the Thunder Vortex, abandon all distracting thoughts, and began to swallow the aura of heaven and earth step by step, gathering sand into a tower.

The wall is thousands of feet, and there is no desire to be rigid.

When Yang Yue dispelled the luck mentality, he had no distracting thoughts in his heart, he used his heart to comprehend, and used his body to sense, and after more than 20 days, his thinking and realm have also been improved, and some enlightenment has been produced in his heart, and some plausible problems in cultivation have also been solved.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang Yue often forgot to eat and sleep in order to cultivate, as if he was in a daze, obsessed and unrepentant.

The breeze is gentle, the bright moon is overhead, there is a full moon hanging in the deep night sky, the moonlight tonight is extraordinarily bright, and the stars in the sky are dimmed, as if only to set off the existence of the bright moon.

A hundred stars are not as good as January, and all the people submit to one king......

The bright moonlight poured like mercury, Yang Yue leaned on the bamboo bed and looked at the bright moon in the sky, thinking for a while, at this moment, his heart was shocked, and the thunder vortex in the sea of qi spontaneously accelerated its rotation speed, and the holy moonlight gathered like smoke, forming a silver circle of light outside Yang Yue's body.

The feeling of the aura hitting the body made Yang Yue almost scream excitedly, he didn't expect that the thunder vortex in his body would wake up on his own, and this thunder vortex is indeed against the sky, even the essence of the moon can be devoured and absorbed, such a heaven-sent opportunity, must not be missed.

Yang Yue immediately closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state, there were thunder arcs on his body surface, and a majestic golden divine ape phantom appeared behind him, and with every time he exhaled, the body of the divine ape behind him also grew and grew as if Qi Lianzhi was breathing.

The essence of the moon like water and the aura of heaven and earth surged, wanting to submerge this heaven and earth, and Yang Yue's body, which was in the center of the aura, turned into a bottomless pit and constantly absorbed the aura around his body.

If someone saw Yang Yue's state at this time, they would definitely be surprised and indescribable, what a demon it must be, so that the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the moon would not disperse around him, and constantly nourish his flesh and bones and the divine ape martial spirit behind him.

The martial spirit will also improve accordingly with the improvement of the realm of the martial artist's cultivation, and correspondingly, the higher the cultivation realm of the martial spirit, the stronger the bloodline divine skill inherited from the martial spirit.

After a long time, Yang Yue's body was full of thunder, swallowing the heaven and earth aura around him like a bottomless pit, and a majestic aura swept in all directions.

Yang Yue suddenly opened his eyes, and after feeling the changes in himself, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and he once again broke through the third stage of qi refining and became a martial artist of the fourth stage of qi refining.

He opened the door and came to the martial arts arena, and after adjusting his breathing, he blasted out with an unpretentious punch, and immediately saw a heavy wave of qi surging out of his fist, and there were several razers dancing in the air wave. With a loud bang, the four thousand-pound iron man piles were blasted into the air, and then exploded into broken iron.

"It's so strong."

Yang Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at his fist in disbelief, and now that he has advanced to the fourth stage of qi refining, he has the strength of four thousand catties in one punch, plus his strong physical strength, if the fist directly acts on the opponent, there will be at least five thousand catties of strength.

At the age of fifteen, he became a fourth-stage martial cultivator of Qi refining, and although this achievement is nothing in the Baiming Continent, it is enough to be called a young talent in Wolong City.

Two months passed in a flash, in this process, Yang Yue was like a cultivation maniac, cultivating day and night, and gradually he also discovered some laws of the thunder whirlpool, every time the moon was full, the thunder whirlpool in the sea of qi would speed up and gather the aura of the ten directions of heaven and earth, and the thunder whirlpool would not bird him at all at ordinary times.

Yang Yue is not a greedy person, he is already very satisfied to be a real martial cultivator, and he has also inherited the two bloodline divine skills of the Iron Arm Divine Ape, and more importantly, he has obtained this magical thunder vortex, you must know that many martial artists will not encounter several opportunities in their lives.

The stars sink and the moon sets, two months pass in a flash, and there are gradually more foreign martial arts cultivators in Wolong City, most of them come from some towns within a radius of 100 miles, for the triennial apprenticeship festival of Tiangang Sect, many martial artists have brought their excellent juniors to stay in the inn, as long as their children can successfully enter the top twenty, they will be able to leap into the dragon gate, and the prestige of the family will also rise with the tide.

In the early morning of this day, before dawn, Wolong City had become full of people, thousands of people were empty, everyone gathered in the central square, even some ordinary people gathered in the past, to witness this triennial gathering of disciples.

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