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Two hours later, Yang Yue and the three of them escaped death and returned to Tiangang Sect, and Shamo, who was seriously injured, was almost brought back by Yang Yue and the little fat man, and if he ran a little slower, he was afraid that he would be torn apart by the unknown demon beast. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"His grandmother, that kid dares to pit us, the next time I see him, I must pick his skin." The little fat man cursed angrily, the demon beast must have been provoked by the young man on the green eagle.

Yang Yue was not overwhelmed by anger like him, he said calmly: "I think that guy is not bad-hearted, otherwise he could have run away by himself and let us be a backing demon beast." ”

The little fat man scratched his head and grinned, "That's really what you say, if he doesn't remind us, we will be in danger." ”

Shamo, who had been silent, spoke, "I admire him very much, he dares to go to the deep area of the Demon Moon Forest alone. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them met their eyes, and at the same time thought of a possibility, the cloth-clothed young man was likely to be an inner disciple, and only the inner disciple of the Forging Spirit Realm dared to go to the depths of the forest to kill demon beasts and collect inner pills.

"Oops!" The little fat man suddenly thought of something, jumped up violently and exclaimed: "Wearing a cloth coat and a green eagle mount, that guy is, Shi Yan, one of the four core disciples." ”

"Core disciple?" Yang Yue and Shamo were also taken aback by these words, you must know that there are more than 5,000 disciples in the Tiangang Sect, and there are only one hundred and fifty inner disciples, and those who can become the core disciples are even more one in a thousand, only four.

To be able to stand out from more than 5,000 disciples and become the strongest person in the column must be a genius with extraordinary talent, but I didn't expect them to be lucky enough to meet the core disciple Shi Yan, and the other party is still so young.

The little fat man showed a look of annoyance and said: "If only I had thought about it earlier, at least I would have taken him to accompany me around the outer sect for a while, and see who would dare to find the fat man's bad luck in the future." ”

Yang Yue smiled and said, "It's better to rely on others than on yourself, the mountains will fall, and everyone will run." ”

After hearing this, the little fat man nodded understandingly, then took out a storage bag from his arms and threw it to Shamo, and said, "There are yuan stones, exercises and weapons in it, I hope that next time the two of us can meet with the little brother in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion." ”

Yang Yue and Shamo naturally knew the meaning of the little fat man's words, and in one month it was the outer gate competition, and the top fifty would not only be rewarded with a hundred yuan stones, but more importantly, they would be qualified to enter the Tiangang Sect's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select martial arts.

Ye Yiming, the fifth master of the outer gate, was killed by Yang Yue, there was no suspense that he wanted to enter the top fifty, and the little fat man's words were said to Shamo.

After the three of them separated, they began to practice penance, and the large amount of Yuan Stone in the stolen storage bags was enough for them to advance by leaps and bounds. And there are some martial arts in the storage bag, which are all things that can be encountered but not sought, and martial arts skills allow the cultivation of martial artists to be maximized.

In the back mountain of the North Peak, a young figure will appear every morning and dusk, in addition to the necessary meditation and cultivation, whenever there is time, Yang Yue will run here and practice martial arts hard.

"Shadow Walk."

With a broken drink, Yang Yue was like a phantom, divided into four, like a ghost, it was difficult to capture the trajectory, and the body was extremely fast, this is the miracle of the Jueying Step, those phantoms are actually just afterimages, but because the speed is too fast, the phantom looks no different from the real body.

At the beginning, Ye Yiming's Shadow Step was only divided into three, but Yang Yue did it into four, one real body, three phantoms, and the qualifications of the two were high.

A few days later, at noon, Yang Yue was meditating cross-legged, his eyebrows moved slightly and he sensed something unusual, and then there was a loud bang outside, and his door was slammed apart, and a figure appeared in the courtyard.

Being interrupted in practice is a big taboo for martial artists, if he hadn't sensed in advance that someone was coming, he would probably be frightened by this sudden movement, Yang Yue opened his eyes and a touch of anger appeared, and he took a few steps out of the room.

"Who are you? Why bother me with my cultivation. ”

Yang Yue's gaze was cold, and there was a young man in his twenties standing in the courtyard, with thin eyebrows and a very feminine appearance.

"Who am I?" A somewhat hideous smile appeared on the young man's face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You killed my third brother first, and then abolished my second brother, and you didn't even know me." ”

Yang Yue's eyes froze, and he looked at the young man in front of him again, the stinging eyes were somewhat similar to Song Yunpeng, and then thinking about what he had just said, this person's identity was revealed.

"Are you Song Yunlong?"

"Humph! Finally, you still have vision, and you won't be a fool, remember who killed you, and let you go to hell today to accompany my two brothers. ”

Song Yunpeng's eyes were full of murderous intentions, he retreated for several months in order to impact the seventh stage of qi refining, but he didn't expect to hear two bad news as soon as he came out, the third brother Song Yunpeng was killed, and the second brother Song Yunbao was abolished and cultivated, all of this was done by one person, and he naturally wanted to avenge them.

A powerful vitality fluctuation erupted from Song Yunlong's body, and a large lake appeared behind him, and in the lake was the phantom of a python with two tails, which was his fifth-level martial spirit, the two-tailed anaconda.

Song Yunlong used the double-tailed anaconda to shape the body, inheriting the anaconda's water control supernatural powers, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly a spear condensed by water waves appeared in his hand, but this sharp whistling sound pierced Yang Yue's throat.

In the face of this rapid attack, Yang Yue's expression was indifferent, like a silent rock standing still, and when the water spear pierced half a meter in front of him, he waved his robe sleeve casually, and the water spear suddenly turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh? No wonder even the second child has suffered a big loss in your hands. Song Yunlong's eyes first showed a look of shock, and then turned into a hideous face: "But you won't have any chance when you meet me, go die!" ”

Song Yunlong snorted and rushed towards Yang Yue with a crazy face, but at this time, a soft voice sounded in this space.

"Stop." A coquettish voice sounded, Fang Zichen appeared here with a frosty face, she looked at Song Yunlong with angry eyes and said, "Song Yunlong, you are so bold, the rules of the Tiangang Sect do not allow cannibalism with the same sect, and you actually ignore the door rules." ”

Song Yunlong's face froze, although he was also a leader in the outer gate, he didn't dare to blatantly ignore the door rules, if Fang Zichen sued the elders of the outer gate, it would be a big trouble.

Song Yunlong narrowed his eyes, the fierce light flickered, first glared at Yang Yue, and then his eyes fell on the beautiful Fang Zichen, and sneered: "Hehe! I didn't expect Senior Sister Zichen to protect a newcomer's little white face, could it be that you are interested in him. If Senior Brother Tong knew about this, it would not be a pity for this kid to die a hundred times. ”

A hint of paleness appeared on Fang Zichenqiao's face, and Yang Yue also keenly noticed that her delicate body trembled obviously when she heard the words of Senior Brother Tong, there must be a story in this.

"Song Yunlong, don't make something out of nothing." Fang Zichen clenched his red lips and said coldly: "Yang Yue is a rookie disciple brought into the sect by me, no one wants to bully them under my nose." ”

Hearing this, Yang Yue's heart swelled with a trace of warmth, although Song Yunlong couldn't hurt him at all, Fang Zichen's words still moved him a little, at least he felt a trace of warmth in this sect where the weak eat the strong.

"Humph! Can you protect him for a while, but can you protect him for a lifetime? I'll settle accounts with him again when the outer door is bigger. Song Yunlong dropped a threatening sentence and turned to leave.

"Are you alright?" Fang Zichen's beautiful big eyes looked at Yang Yue and asked softly.

"It's fine." Yang Yue shook his head, winked at Fang Zichen and asked, "Senior Sister Zichen, why haven't you seen Senior Brother Yuan Lang all this time, I remember that he was very attentive to you on the way!" ”

Yuan Lang was the young holy envoy who had recruited disciples in Wolong City with Fang Zichen before, and since he had returned to the Dao Sect, he had rarely seen Yuan Lang come to see them, and many times he had seen Fang Zichen come alone.

"He, he's been in retreat lately." Fang Zichen showed a bit of panic, her beautiful eyes swept around, obviously lying.

Seeing Yang Yue's two probing gazes, Fang Zichen knew that she hadn't hidden it from the other party at all, and she casually admonished: "There will be an outer door competition at the beginning of next month, you have to hurry up your cultivation, maybe which elder will take a fancy to accept you as a closed disciple!" ”

Looking at Fang Zichen's figure leaving in a hurry, Yang Yue was full of doubts, Fang Zichen didn't want to say that he didn't want to ask too much, so he had to put these distracting thoughts aside and put all his thoughts on cultivation.

Time is fleeting, passing like the morning glow, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, this day in the early morning a huge bell spread all over the outer gate, the figure on the north peak of Tiangang Sect swayed, all flocked to the central square of the outer gate, because today is the official day of the outer gate.

All the top fifty disciples of the outer gate have a reward of one hundred yuan stones, and more importantly, they are qualified to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Tiangang Sect to refer to the martial arts, which is what martial artists value, because although the yuan stones contain aura, it is extremely disadvantageous for martial artists to blindly rely on Yuan Shi pile to practice, and it is useless to realize that no matter how many Yuan stones are sucked in the realm.

The central square of the outer gate is huge and vast, it is an empty mountain land that is thousands of steps wide and 100 zhang long, enough to easily accommodate thousands of people, and a tall grandstand of ten zhang square has already been built on the central square, which is condescending, and the landscape under the field can be seen in full view.

As time went by, there were more and more outer disciples in the square, and everyone naturally noticed the tall stands.

There was a row of seats on the high platform, and in addition to the five outer door elders, there were two more young figures.

On the left is a young man in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, standing with his hands in his hands, not only with a strong breath but also with a heart-wrenching temperament.

On the right is a bright and moving girl in purple, with jet-black hair naturally scattered on her chest and back, big eyes, curved eyelashes, and full of aura.

"Wow! Senior Brother Haotian actually came to our outer door. A group of young female cultivators spoke excitedly, staring obsessively at the white-clothed young man on the high platform, Pang Haotian is an inner disciple, not only handsome, but also talented, and has a very high reputation in the entire Tiangang Sect, especially in many female cultivators who secretly worship and infatuate him.

"Sister Rosie is so beautiful, I can finally see her up close."

Some of the older male disciples of the outer sect below sighed for a long time, staring at the purple-clothed girl with a green light in their eyes, the purple-clothed girl is named Luo Qian, not only an inner disciple, but also the first beauty recognized by the Tiangang Sect, and her admirers are all over the entire sect, from the outer gate to the inner gate, there are her suitors, and even the core disciples have people who are attracted to her.

Of course, the rookie disciple didn't know Luo Qian, but when Yang Yue saw the purple-clothed girl, his pupils contracted violently.

"How is she? It's really a narrow road...... "A whisper came from the corner of the crowd, and when he saw the purple-clothed girl on the high platform, Yang Yue sighed loudly, and the purple-clothed girl was the unreasonable woman he met when he went to Nanfeng, where the inner disciple lived.

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