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Yang Yue's eyes contracted, this single feather was obviously a smiling tiger, on the surface it seemed to be approachable, but in fact he was a ruthless guy, the brighter the smile, the darker his hand became. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The crowd was also taken aback by this scene, before Shan Yu clearly said that he was friendly and discussed, but he actually put such a heavy hand on Su Ming, the air condensed for a while, and no one dared to come forward to ask for advice, and there was a cold situation.

"A bunch of trash." An inner disciple said a very harsh sarcastic speech, but Shan Yu did not object in the face of a smile.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and there were many dissatisfactions, these inner disciples were here to show their strength, where was there to guide their outer disciples to cultivate.

"Hehe......" Shan Yu broke the deadlock with a smile again, and his eyes swept over the more than forty outstanding disciples of the outer gate one by one: "I heard that there seems to be a great character in the outer gate recently, who has killed Tong Baichuan, and this young hero Shan Mou wants to see it." ”

Everyone's eager eyes suddenly fell on Yang Yue alone, and now they naturally saw that these inner disciples were not friendly at all, but came to show off their martial arts, and faintly gave birth to some expectations, hoping that Yang Yue could win some dignity for the outer disciples.

"You're Yang Yue?" Shan Yu said with a wicked smile on his face: "Can you let me see your methods, Senior Brother?" ”

Yang Yue raised his head and glanced at Shan Yu calmly, a coldness flashed in his heart, he didn't know this Shan Yu, he actually named him to compete, and wanted to humiliate himself to highlight his strength.

It's not as simple as it seems, and it seems to be aimed at him.

"Yang's strength is low, I admit defeat."

Yang Yue simply opened his mouth to admit defeat, although he has an arrogant personality, but he will not fight with others for no reason, Shan Yu wants to use him to establish power, so he directly admits defeat, so that his plan fails.

Kindness? Shan Yu frowned, obviously he didn't expect Yang Yue to refuse so simply, according to the information he learned, Yang Yue was not a person with a soft personality, the information he got was that Yang Yue was arrogant and arrogant, and Yang Yue's response was obviously beyond his expectations.

Many outer disciples also had extremely ugly faces, and they had a lot of complaints about Yang Yue, originally thinking that he was a very courageous young man, but now it seems that this is not the case, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight when he meets the inner disciples of the Forging Spirit Realm.

"Boy, don't be ignorant, Senior Brother Shan is giving you face when he fights with you, don't be embarrassed." An inner disciple scolded Yang Yue, and his words were very harsh and ugly.

Yang Yue's eyes were cold, he looked at the inner disciple, and said indifferently: "Face has always been earned by yourself, why do you need others to give it, you want so much face, then aren't you cheeky and shameless." ”

"You're looking for death." The inner disciple shouted violently, and pounced directly towards Yang Yue, his fist full of vitality and terrifying momentum.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, Yang Yue's figure was smashed into pieces by the fist, and everyone was shocked, it turned out to be an afterimage of Yang Yue, not his real body.

The inner disciple's heart was shocked and he retreated, but it was too late, only to hear a crisp sound of 'pop', Yang Yue slapped him in the face, and the inner disciple's mouth and nose spurted blood and flew out crookedly like a scarecrow.

"Don't you like people to give you face! One more face for you. ”

Yang Yue's voice like a spell sounded again, and before the inner disciple landed, Yang Yue grabbed him by the collar and lifted him into the air, and the big hand of the pu fan shook, and another loud slap was thrown on his face, this time the force was great, beyond your imagination, the inner disciple let out a painful scream, the corners of his mouth were bruised and bleeding, and several teeth in his mouth flew out.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, just now they still despised Yang Yue and did not dare to fight, and at this moment Yang Yue was so powerful that he slapped the inner disciple twice, and what was even more terrifying was that the inner disciple didn't seem to have the strength to fight back at all.

"Stop."

Shan Yu let out a loud shout, and an incomparably powerful momentum descended on Yang Yue, making him feel the aura of danger.

In the face of the imposing single feather, Yang Yue turned a deaf ear, and the third slap was slammed up, and the inner disciple was directly whipped unconscious, and he didn't even have room to fight back from beginning to end, and was abused by Yang Yue of the Qi Refining Realm.

"Presumptuous."

Shan Yu's eyes narrowed into a slit, his sharp gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake, Yang Yue dared to ignore his words, and still shot at the inner disciple, which was tantamount to slapping him Shan Yu's face.

"Yang Yue, if you kneel down and beg me today, I can read and reveal this matter for the sake of your cultivation is not easy."

Shan Yu stepped out in one step, and the vitality of the Forging Spirit Realm surged out, like a mighty and domineering ocean, and the coercion swept in all directions, even a group of outer disciples who were dozens of meters away felt the great pressure, not to mention Yang Yue, who bore the brunt of the attack.

But to everyone's surprise, Yang Yue did not move, as if Shan Yu's coercion could not have the slightest effect on him, in fact, it was not that he did not feel the coercion, but that a man was born in the world, and his life was great, but there were some things that were heavier than the weight of his life, such as the dignity he insisted on at the moment.

Raising his head, his deep eyes were like a deep pool, he couldn't see joy or anger, and his calm eyes looked directly at Shan Yu and showed a smile, "Surnamed Shan, haven't you been waiting for this excuse to attack me?" It's best not to fart if you can do it. ”

The crowd was all shaken, if you use one word to describe Yang Yue, it is 'crazy', if you use three words, it is very crazy, in the face of the famous inner door master Shan Yu, Yang Yue did not show a trace of cowardice, and some only had a man's blood.

The mood of all the outer disciples became nervous, and even many of the outer disciples who were usually jealous of Yang Yue began to worry about him, he now represented not only an individual, but the dignity and glory of the more than 4,000 disciples of the entire outer sect.

When Yang Yue slapped the disciples of the inner gate just now, they only felt that their blood was boiling, there was such a madman in the outer gate, who would dare to underestimate the outer door.

"Okay, you brought it on yourself." Shan Yu's face was gloomy, and when he stepped out, the earth trembled slightly, the bamboo leaves on the ground flew all over the sky, and behind him there was a black sword forged by the martial spirit again, and the sharp sword qi made people's skin cold.

Yang Yue's body was also shocked, and he released his martial spirit, which was an iron-armed divine ape more than two feet high, two thick ape arms hung down to his knees, and the golden and bright hair was like fairy gold cast out, full of shocking power.

What was even more sensational was the nine ring patterns on the head of the iron-armed divine ape, and the scene suddenly became a riot, it turned out to be a ninth-level martial spirit, and it was also a ninth-level alien martial spirit, which meant that Yang Yue had at least two bloodline divine skills or more.

Shan Yu also showed a look of extreme shock, he thought that his seventh-level martial spirit was strong enough, and it was difficult for a seventh-level martial spirit martial cultivator to appear among a thousand people, but Yang Yue actually covered all his demeanor at once, this Yang Yue was so demonic with bloodline and physique, he could not withstand the blood of a ninth-level fierce beast.

The ninth-level martial spirit has gone beyond the category of super martial spirits, and in the ancient era, only those ancient demons with blood against the sky could have ninth-level martial spirits, and the ninth-level martial spirits were called king-level martial spirits.

Could it be that this Yang Yue is one of those legendary demons through the ages, Shan Yu's complexion changed, his eyes flickered, and a killing intent sprouted out, originally he was instructed by Nie Xiang to come to the outer door to find Yang Yue's bad luck, but Yang Yue's talent and potential completely exceeded his expectations, and he formed a hatred with such a demon with great potential, and only by strangling him on the road of growth, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

"I admit that you have a lot of talent and potential, but after today, all this glory will be in smoke. Go to hell! ”

With a loud shout, Shan Yu fused all his majestic vitality into the black spirit sword, and pointed forward, the black sword behind him roared out, and the sharp sword qi cut the air apart.

Yang Yue's vitality boiled, and with a slap of the storage bag, the sharp sword roar shook through the sky, and everyone only saw a six-inch-long black sword hilt breaking through the air like lightning, facing Shan Yu's black spirit sword.

"Boom!"

The huge roar echoed endlessly, the Chengying Sword let out a wail, spinning the flying ash, Yang Yue snorted and took more than a dozen steps back, the corners of his mouth were oozing bloody blood, he tightened the Chengying Sword in his hand, and sighed lightly in his heart, the Spirit Forging Realm was really not comparable to the Qi Refining Realm, and he was traumatized by just one blow.

But Yang Yue's heart is so arrogant and resolute, he will definitely not grovel and admit defeat because of this small setback, not only is he not depressed, but his eyes are full of fiery light, which is a majestic battle intent.

Shan Yu was calm on the surface, but he was also shocked in his heart, the power of his sword just now could shake the martial cultivators of the same level, and Yang Yue, an outer disciple of the ninth rank of the Qi Refining Realm, was only slightly injured, and the other party's invisible sword was not an ordinary soldier, although it let out a wail, but it was not broken.

"I'll see how you take my second sword."

Shan Yu's face was gloomy, and he didn't give Yang Yue a chance to breathe at all, and the surging vitality once again merged into the Black Spirit Sword.

"Five Tiger Soul Breaking Sword."

In an instant, five fiery black demons erupted from the black spirit sword, like five tigers snatching food, and slaughtered Yang Yue, the spirit soldier combined with powerful martial arts, it can be described as incomparable, before the sword arrived, the sharp sword qi had already cut the clothes on Yang Yue's body, and sword wounds of different shades appeared on the body surface.

"Shadow Walk."

With a loud roar, Yang Yue unfolded the Absolute Shadow Step, turning into five shadows, one body, and four phantoms, but the four phantoms were no different from the real body, making it difficult to distinguish.

"Carving insect tricks." Shan Yu snorted coldly with disdain, and with a movement of his mind, the five black lights shot at Yang Yue's five figures.

The sound of "poof" continued to sound, one after another the phantom was broken, and a thick smile appeared on Shan Yu's face, but the light and shadow flashed, and the last figure actually threw off a black light, and rushed to him in an instant, and the cold words came into his ears.

"Exploding Cadaver."

A blood-red palm print slammed directly into Shan Yu's chest, and a devastating force rushed into his body, destroying his internal organs, and was about to explode his body, and finally a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a "poof", a black light also submerged into Yang Yue's body, and blood gushed out of his mouth, and he staggered back seven or eight steps before stabilizing his figure.

"Ahh I want you dead. ”

Shan Yu no longer has that calm state, his handsome face is distorted, if it weren't for his strong enough physique in forging the Spirit Realm, Yang Yue's corpse explosion palm just now would have killed him, at this moment Shan Yu only had one thought, to completely erase Yang Yue and wash away his shame.

"Sacrificial Blood Sword."

With a loud roar, Shan Yu sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the Black Spirit Sword, and the Black Spirit Sword suddenly turned into a blood-red sword, and there were bursts of roars from the Dark Abyss Demon Tiger, turning into a dazzling blood light that directly hit Yang Yue, and its power was several times greater than that of Gang Chang.

Yang Yue's pupils contracted violently, this Natal Essence Blood Sacrifice Martial Spirit was really powerful, but he didn't mean to retreat, his eyes were blazing, and he shouted in his heart: "Spiritism." ”

"Roar!"

The ninth-level alien martial spirit behind Yang Yue, the Iron Arm Divine Ape, actually let out a terrifying roar, its eyes were as dazzling as torches, at this moment, Yang Yue penetrated the essence of the element, and reached the realm of communication with the martial spirit, his combat power doubled, and the majestic vitality exuded was like the tide of the ocean, and the momentum was magnificent.

The crowd was all shocked, staring at Yang Yue for a moment, Yang Yue at this moment was like a god of war, his breath was compelling, and he shouted word by word: "Slaughter Spirit Palm." ”

A palm slapped out, the blood light was dazzling, and a huge bloody handprint roared out, bringing out a sound of wind and thunder.

The moment the black spirit blood sword collided with the slaughter spirit palm, the dazzling brilliance made the eyes sting, and the blood light on the black spirit sword was completely suppressed by the slaughter spirit palm, and fine cracks broke on it, which was broken inch by inch by the spirit sword forged by the martial spirit.

"Ah......h

Wu Ling was slaughtered, Shan Yu let out a terrible scream, blood splattered between his mouth and nose, he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, his face was a dead gray color, Wu Ling was abolished, and his cultivation was mourned, which made him survive in the future.

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