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There were also many rookie disciples around the deer field, and many of them showed righteous indignation after hearing the words of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked youth, although they were young, although they were newcomers, it did not mean that they did not have dignity. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yue raised his head and asked, "Since it's a yellow-level ring, what is the stake?" ”

Hearing this, the young man's eyes flashed with a hint of successful conspiracy, and he sneered: "I am willing to make ten yuan stones as a bet." As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a handful of crystal yuan stones immediately appeared in his palm.

Yang Yue's face was extremely ugly, he had used up his two Yuan Stones cultivation last month, and Sha Mo's had also lost, and the two of them had only received a total of four Yuan Stones this month.

The young martial artists around him, who were also newcomer disciples, naturally knew Yang Yue's difficulties, and they didn't know who shouted: To defend the honor of newcomers, I am willing to give a yuan stone.

"I'm also willing to give out a Yuan Stone."

"Count me in."

"I'm sponsoring three Yuan Stones." At this time, a chubby young man jumped out and shouted excitedly, "But if you win, you have to pay me back four pieces." ”

Everyone was speechless for a while, this little fat man was still playing his own little calculation, whether he was shrewd or imbecile, and soon he had scraped together enough ten yuan stones and handed them to the principal in the deer field, and after dividing the victory and defeat, the principal distributed the spoils.

"Thank you for your generosity, Yang will do his best." Yang Yue hugged his fists and thanked the surrounding crowd, and then stepped into the yellow-level ring, his hands behind his back, his expression calm and calm, not at all like he was going to fight a martial arts competition.

The monkey-cheeked young man jumped up and landed on the yellow-level ring in a dashing manner, looking at Yang Yue's gaze flickered a little, if the Qi Refining Realm martial artist did not take the initiative to exude aura fluctuations, it would be difficult for outsiders to see the realm.

But thinking that he was a cultivator of the fifth stage of qi refining, and the other party was just a rookie disciple who had just started, he expected that his cultivation should be the same as the abused guy last time at the realm of the fourth stage of qi refining, the young man with monkey cheeks suddenly became bold, and with a slap of the brocade on his waist, a ray of light flew out and took Yang Yue's throat.

Yang Yue was suddenly startled, that light was actually a three-foot sword, he was curious, how could that small bag fit a three-foot Qingfeng, but at this moment, he couldn't let him think too much about the sharp long sword and rushed forward.

Yang Yue's body was to the side, and the sharp long sword flew past his ears, and between the lightning and flint, Yang Yue drew his sword with his backhand, and the piercing sword whistle exploded, and a white mark flashed in the air, which was the sword mark, only the sword mark did not see the sword body.

"Khooth!"

A metal trembling sounded, and the flying shuttle's sword was cut off by Yang Yue's sword and put the sword into the sheath, and a series of movements were completed in one go.

The crowd outside the arena was also shocked, could it be that the young man's sword was too fast, and they didn't see the blade? There were several powerful auras in the crowd who noticed Yang Yue, a newcomer, either he was out of his sword too fast or his sword was mysterious.

"You, what kind of evil soldier do you use, dare to destroy Lao Tzu's sword." The young man with the monkey's cheeks had a hideous face, and with a slap of the brocade on his waist, another flying sword shot towards Yang Yue, and at the same time, his body also quickly rushed forward, with five fingers and one cover, and the cold air was fierce.

Yang Yue snorted coldly, and the momentum of the sixth stage of qi refining surged, and he blasted out with a punch, and the fierce fist wind rolled like a big wave, and the flying sword fell to the ground.

The face of the monkey-cheeked young man changed greatly, and it was only at this time that he realized that he had underestimated his opponent, the opponent turned out to be the realm of the sixth stage, he wanted to retreat but it was too late, Yang Yue appeared in front of him like a phantom.

"Boom!"

Yang Yue's iron fist slammed into the young man's chest like a heavy hammer, and the sound of broken bones continued to sound, and the young man flew out of the ring with a scream, and the blood in his mouth surged like a blowout, and he fell to the ground fiercely.

Yang Yue looked at the monkey-cheeked young man and said in an indifferent tone: "As a martial artist, you should indeed respect your predecessors, but as an old senior, you rely on your qualifications to bully newcomers, people like you are not worthy of respect, if you have to respect you, it is most appropriate to respect you with your fists." ”

After speaking, Yang Yue didn't look at the young man, walked down the ring step by step, came to the head of the deer field, removed the venue fee of the two yuan stones, and took the eighteen glittering yuan stones in his hand.

"Hey! Little brother, I just paid for you three spirit stones, and you have to pay me back four and don't cheat. A little fat man like a meat ball jumped over and hugged Yang Yue's arm, it was the guy who was willing to pay three yuan stones for Yang Yue before.

This little fat man is about fourteen years old, his face is extremely ruddy, and his eyebrows and facial features are placed on his face at will, giving people a strange feeling, especially his nose is slightly upturned, which is quite provocative to look at people with nostrils, and his funny figure is even more unforgettable at first sight.

The little fat man saw Yang Yue looking at himself, and said proudly: "Don't look at me fat, it's all fat, to tell you the truth, I'm actually very strong." Just that rotten garlic, I can level him with one hand. ”

There was a sudden sigh around him, let's not talk about this guy's strength for the time being, but this verbal kung fu is powerful.

Yang Yue couldn't help but smile, it was a blessing to meet such a fat man with a true temperament in this sect where the weak eat the strong and respect martial arts.

"Don't worry, I will never use your Yuan Stone in vain." Yang Yue not only gave back the Yuan Shi of the newcomers and martial artists who advanced the Yuan Stone for him, but also gave each of them an extra piece. After such a circle, he and Shamo had a total of eight Yuan Stones left in their hands.

"Little brother, you are so powerful, why don't you fight a few more games, we all support you, Yuanshi is not enough, everyone makes up, beat him for three days and three nights, and he will definitely make a lot of money."

"Hahaha! That's a good idea. Brother Yang is an invincible role model for our newcomers. ”

The little fat man's words made everyone also moved, and they all laughed and asked Yang Yue to continue fighting, and at this moment, an unusually harsh voice came from not far away.

"I don't know the height of the sky, a group of ants, do you think that if you win a game, you will be invincible in the world?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and the one who spoke was a young man in a silver robe, with a proud face, and what was even more trembling was that he had a pair of green eyes, as fierce as leopard eyes in the dark night.

"Brother Erbao, this kid is this." A figure turned out behind the silver-robed young man, pointing at Yang Yue with a resentful face, it was the monkey-cheeked young man who had been defeated in Yang Yue's hands before.

Yang Yue looked back, and when his gaze fell on the face of the silver-robed young man, two sharp rays burst out from his originally calm and waveless eyes, as sharp as a materialized sword.

The silver-robed young man also showed a trace of astonishment when he saw Yang Yue, and then turned into a Sen Ran's gaze, and a strong murderous aura surged out.

"It's you."

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, gritting their teeth in the same way, eager to kill each other immediately, this silver-robed young man was none other than Song Yunbao, the second son of the Song family in Wolong City. The eyes of the two collided in the air, and the atmosphere of the scene was suddenly murderous.

The onlookers were stunned, these two people actually knew each other, and it seemed that water and fire were incompatible, and they had a common hatred.

"You killed my third brother, and you even dared to come to Tiangang Sect." Song Yunbao said fiercely to Yang Yuehan: "But it's okay like this, I'm looking for you everywhere as the provincial leopard master, and today is your death date." ”

Yang Yue's gaze was as cold as ice, "Who dies is not certain!" The two of you brothers have joined forces to trap my eldest brother, and I am here to collect debts, and I want you to repay ten times as much. ”

"Hahahaha......" Song Yunbao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, looking at Yang Yue's eyes full of disdain, "It's up to you?" An ant who has just entered the sect, I can crush you with one finger. ”

Yang Yue glanced at him indifferently and said, "Your brother also said the same thing to me, and now he is dead." ”

"You ......" Song Yunbao was full of fierce light, full of anger, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't you want to seek justice for your eldest brother, if you have the courage to compete with me, if I lose, I will give you fifty yuan stones, and you only need to pay ten yuan stones, and the opportunity to hate your eldest brother is right in front of you." ”

As soon as Yang Yue's body moved, the little fat man grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, this guy is a cultivator at the peak of the sixth stage of qi refining, and he is famous for his black hands, although he can't kill you in the yellow-level ring, he will definitely abolish your cultivation." Think twice......"

"Dead fatty, what are you muttering about? Cut out your tongue with more nonsense. ”

Song Yunbao glared at the little fat man with murderous anger in his eyes, he was afraid that Yang Yue would not dare to fight before he threw out fifty yuan stones as bait, so he naturally didn't want this fat man to ruin the plan.

The little fat man's body trembled suddenly, he had been in the deer field for most of the time since he entered the sect, and he naturally knew a little about Song Yunbao's murderous reputation.

Yang Yue had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, took away the little fat man's hand, looked directly at Song Yunbao and responded: "Even if you don't have a piece of Yuan Stone, I will fight with you, this battle is inevitable." ”

Song Yunbao took out fifty yuan stones from his waist and handed them to a presiding officer of the deer field, and then ascended to the yellow-level ring.

"Damn, this guy is too arrogant, and he threatened the fat man just now." The little fat man said angrily: "Little brother, beat him to death for me, and I will pay five yuan stones for you." ”

"Okay, if you win, you'll be doubled." Yang Yue was not hypocritical, and after reaching out and taking the five yuan stones of the little fat man and handing them to the principal, he stepped into the yellow-level ring with firm steps.

The movement here quickly attracted many onlookers, which was equivalent to a contest between a new disciple and an old disciple, so both the new and old disciples gathered around to watch the excitement.

When Yang Yue stepped into the yellow-level ring, the smile in Song Yunbao's eyes was even worse, and his eyes were covered with a green and faint demonic light, and he looked at Yang Yue condescendingly and said with a cruel smile: "A few months ago, your eldest brother Yang Ji was abolished in the prefecture-level ring, and today you will end up like him." ”

Yang Yue's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly: "If you don't fight, if you want to fight, don't let out a fart over there, if you have any means, just show it." ”

"You are so anxious to find death, I will fulfill you." Song Yun Leopard shouted angrily like an agile leopard lunging forward, and with one palm, the vitality of the sixth stage of Qi refining poured out, and the air was compressed into a dull popping sound.

"Go back."

Yang Yue broke off, his left leg lunged forward, his right leg was as straight as a bowstring, and his fierce fist roared out like an arrow that split the sky, and the domineering fist wind twisted the air.

"Boom!"

The fists collided, and the huge lapis ring trembled violently a few times, Song Yunbao only felt a sharp pain in his palm, and the opponent's fist was as majestic and majestic as a mountain, and a strong surge came, and he staggered back with a pale face.

"But that's it."

After hearing Yang Yue's words, Song Yunbao was so angry that he said coldly: "Don't be too complacent, let you see my Fog Leopard Martial Spirit." ”

As Song Yunbao's voice fell, a billowing black mist surged from his body, enveloping the entire yellow-level ring in an instant, and it did not disperse.

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