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"Is this Tiangang Sect opened by your family? Is this purple bamboo forest your home? I'll come when I want, it's not your turn to fart. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When Yang Yue's words landed, there was a death-like silence at the scene for a short time, and more than a dozen figures in the bamboo pavilion looked at Yang Yue's eyes full of mockery, this guy actually spoke disrespectfully to Tong Baichuan, it seems that he is about to be unlucky.

But the eleventh prince and Ziwei, who had fought with Yang Yue, did not dare to despise Yang Yue on their faces, and Yang Yue was extraordinary.

Yang Yue unscrupulously dragged a chair over and asked Fang Zichen to sit down, and then he also sat next to Fang Zichen, but as soon as he sat down, he only heard Tong Baichuan on the opposite side snort coldly, and suddenly a dark energy surged from the ground.

"Boom!"

A cracking sound sounded, and Yang Yue's seat cracked in response, and a huge crack in the ground spread from Tong Baichuan to Yang Yue's feet.

"Humph!" Yang Yue also snorted coldly, stepped on the crack with one foot, and the surging Yuan Force surged out from under his feet, only to hear a click, and the seat under Tong Baichuan was also torn, but he didn't move at all, and still sat there.

"Fuck off, you bastard." Fang Zhuoshan, who had suffered a big loss in Yang Yue's hands just now, came to the bamboo pavilion in a hurry, staring at Yang Yue with a gloomy face and scolding: "This bamboo pavilion is full of eighteen masters from the outer gate, what qualifications do you have to be delusional to be on an equal footing with them." ”

Fang Zhuoshan's mind was thinking about how to befriend Tong Baichuan all day long, and even his cultivation was deserted, he had never even been to the outer gate, so naturally he had never seen Yang Yue himself.

Hearing this, Yang Yue shook his head in his heart, so far this Fang Zhuoshan still hasn't seen the situation clearly, since he can sit here, it means that he has that strength.

Yang Yue glanced at Fang Zhuoshan lightly, and asked indifferently: "Then you say, how can you be qualified to sit with them." ”

A look of disdain suddenly flashed in Fang Zhuoshan's eyes, and he said, "At least you have to enter the top twenty of the outer gate to be qualified here, and you don't deserve it at all." ”

"Unworthy?" There was a sneer on the corner of Yang Yue's mouth, three months ago, he won the joint first place in the outer door competition in one fell swoop, this Fang Zhuoshan actually said that he was not worthy, and he didn't bother to pay attention to an ignorant person like Fang Zhuoshan.

"I told you to get out of here, did you hear me?" Fang Zhuoshan shouted inwardly, very aggressively.

"Shut up." Fang Zichen stood up with a frosty face, slapped Fang Zhuoshan in the face, and said coldly: "If you insult Yang Yue again, I won't have you as a younger brother." ”

Yang Yue? Fang Zhuoshan covered his flushed cheeks and showed an incredulous look, thinking that he had misheard, the young man who came with her sister was called Yang Yue.

Although he has not seen Yang Yue himself, but during this period of time, the name of Yang Yue has been spread the most in the outer door, three months ago in the sect competition, he overwhelmed the crowd and became the first newcomer king tied with Tong Baichuan, and then defeated the eleventh prince and Ziwei in the deer field, and the reputation was so great that it was unparalleled for a while.

Fang Zhuoshan looked at the eleventh prince and Ziwei, neither of them denied it, it seems that this person is indeed the most popular newcomer Wang Yang Yue.

A chill swept through his body, Fang Zhuoshan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, just now he not only insulted Yang Yue several times, but even attacked him with a yin hand, if Yang Yue found him to settle accounts afterwards, he would not have enough seven lives to die.

At this time, Tong Baichuan sneered indifferently: "Even if you have a little false name, don't think that if you have some skills, you will think that you are invincible in the world." ”

Yang Yuejian raised his eyebrows, and sneered at each other: "That's better than some shameless people, relying on their own cultivation to bully the weak and bully men and women." ”

A cold breath surged out from Tong Baichuan's body, and more than a dozen people present felt a great pressure, it seemed that Tong Baichuan was really angry.

At this time, Song Yunlong suddenly interjected: "Yang Yue, you really have no one in your eyes, you don't even pay attention to Senior Brother Tong, you just got lucky to get the first place in the outer door, in my opinion, Senior Brother Su Ming is ten times better than you." ”

Song Yunlong was obviously making enemies for Yang Yue, which could be described as extremely insidious, Yang Yue's cold gaze fell on Song Yunlong, and he said word by word: "If you talk nonsense, I will let you never have a chance to speak again." ”

Song Yunlong suddenly closed his mouth with a dark face, Yang Yue surpassed him too much now, and he didn't dare to offend too much.

"Wonderful." A short-haired young man stood up with a chuckle, and said with an evil smile on his face: "Su also wants to try how many catties and taels Brother Yang, the rookie king, has." ”

Everyone looked shocked, and they all looked at the young man, all of them showed a look of anticipation to watch a good show, Fang Zichen's face also became nervous, and he gently pulled Yang Yue's arm with his bare hand, signaling him not to fight.

This young man's name is Su Ming, he is a well-deserved second master in the outer gate, he is extremely talented, and his cultivation is straight to catch up with Tong Baichuan, and he also stepped into the realm of the eighth stage of qi refining two months ago.

"Brother Yang, what do you think?" Su Ming smiled evilly and opened his mouth again to call for battle.

"Not interested." Yang Yue coldly rejected the other party, this Su Ming was flattered by Song Yunlong's horse, so he came to call him a fight, and he didn't know that he was used as a gun.

Su Ming's eyes froze, he didn't expect Yang Yue to refuse so simply, he glanced at Yang Yue with disdain and said: "What a coward, Su disdains to be in the same place as a coward, you get out!" ”

Hearing these rude words, Yang Yue was not angry, but looked at Su Ming with a playful gaze, "I don't know you, you can fight if you want, it's really ridiculous." ”

Song Yunlong immediately interjected: "There are so many reasons for not having the courage to fight, if I had you, you would have ......committed suicide in shame a long time ago."

"Boom!" A cold breath descended on Song Yunlong, which immediately made him swallow the next words into his stomach, Yang Yue stared at Song Yunlong coldly and said coldly: "There is a kind of you who come to fight with me to hate your two brothers, don't call if you don't have a seed." ”

As Yang Yue's words landed, the chair Song Yunlong sat on exploded, and he fell to the ground.

"Brother Yang, are you going too far, Bamboo Pavilion is a place to drink tea and talk about Taoism, not a place for you to show off your martial arts, and if you have the ability, you will have a trick with Su."

Hearing this, Yang Yue Huo Ran turned around, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, he looked at Su Ming coldly, and said: "I don't know you, but you have repeatedly provoked, since you want to fight so much, I will fulfill you, if I die in your hands I am not as good as others, if you lose, I will give you two choices, one is that I will kill you, and the other is that if you kill Song Yunlong, I will spare you from death." ”

Su Ming's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Yang Yue's personality to be so extreme, he originally just wanted to defeat Yang Yue in front of everyone and frustrate his spirit, but he didn't expect Yang Yue to gamble for his life, but Su Ming didn't think that he would admit defeat.

Song Yunlong on the side was cold, his face was extremely ugly, although he was also extremely confident in Su Ming, but he didn't dare to put his life on others.

However, Tong Baichuan, who was sitting on the main seat, made a decision directly for him, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Su, promise him, I don't want to see this guy walk out of the Purple Bamboo Forest alive." ”

Although the words were light, they were full of murderous intent, and Tong Baichuan directly asked Su Ming to take Yang Yue's life.

Su Ming nodded slightly, and then glanced at Yang Yue with an evil smile on his face, "I hope your strength is the same as rumored, don't let me down too much." ”

After that, Su Ming stepped a little under his feet, his figure flew out, and his toes stepped on a few purple bamboos with a few feet of dragonflies, and his body fell on the glade a hundred meters away, attracting everyone's applause.

Yang Yue stood up and walked forward with a calm face, Fang Zichen on the side suddenly grabbed his arm, and persuaded with a worried face: "Can you not fight?" She was obviously unwilling to let Yang Yue and Su Ming fight against each other, Su Ming had already stepped into the eighth stage of qi refining, and he was in the same realm as Tong Baichuan.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Zichen, I have measure." Yang Yue comforted softly, turned around and walked among the bamboo forests.

The scene of Fang Zichen holding Yang Yue and muttering softly fell in Tong Baichuan's eyes, Tong Baichuan's eyes were full of jealousy, and he wanted to let Yang Yue die immediately.

The eyes of the crowd fell on Yang Yue's back, only to see Yang Yue slowly moving forward, walking over slowly, as if he was fighting hard, everyone in the bamboo pavilion suddenly sounded a laugh, this Yang Yue most of the people knew that he was not Su Ming's opponent, and he was passively responding.

Only the eleventh prince and Ziwei, who had fought with Yang Yue, sat there solemnly, without saying a word, Yang Yue was by no means as weak as they said, even the third madman Qu Jiannan in the outer gate was abolished by Yang Yue's two moves that day, and he still had the strength to fight against Su Ming, the second master of the outer gate.

Su Ming looked at Yang Yue with an evil smile on his face, and sneered: "Originally, I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but you offended Senior Brother Tong, so I had to take action on his behalf. ”

Yang Yue said lightly, "Are you done talking nonsense?" ”

This ruthless words made Su Ming's face cold, how many people dared to speak to him like this at the outer gate, Su Ming's heart was burning with anger, and he slapped Yang Yue with a palm, and the bamboo forests around him began to rattle in the fierce wind.

The strong palm wind blew Yang Yue's black hair up, his eyes were calm, and he also slapped a palm to meet it.

"Boom!"

The two palms collided together, the wind was blowing, and the strong air waves rushed in all directions, and the purple bamboos with thick bowls nearby broke one after another, suffering from the pond fish.

Yang Yue's body trembled, and he was shocked back two steps, this scene fell in the eyes of the eleventh prince and Ziwei and moved the two, sure enough, it was Su Ming's cultivation that was higher, you must know that Yang Yue didn't move an inch when he fought against the madman, but now he was forced to retreat by Su Ming's palm.

"It's better to be famous than to meet, it turns out that you are just good at paying lip service, but so, it is too disappointing to me." Su Ming sneered, it seemed that Yang Yue was not worthy of being his opponent at all.

"Do you have to fart when you do it!"

Yang Yue snorted, stepped forward, and suddenly a surging momentum surged forward, and at this moment, his temperament became incomparable, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with cold light.

Yang Yue raised his palm and slapped it out, the gray palm print was like a cold midwinter, cold and solemn, making people as cold as falling into an ice cave, the surrounding purple bamboo shook violently, and the branches and leaves fell.

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