"Kill!"

With a roar, Yan Dongyu was furious.

A golden snowflake swirled around him, and the spear exuded an icy chill.

"Evil obstacles, punished!"

The face is fierce and vicious, Yan Dongyu's momentum is high, and the body of the spear circles around the golden snow, coming in diameter, wanting to kill the person in front of him with one blow, or even crush to death, before he can vent the hatred in his heart.

Fu Yang's eyes were intent, the brilliant golden rays, the brilliant thunder and lightning, the two layers overlapped and covered the palm, like golden thunder and lightning flashing.

"Smoke you." Fu Yang's words were not polite at all.

At the same time, the figure was in a trance and disappeared in place.

When the gun arrived, it was empty, which made him really aggrieved, and his eyes kept looking around, trying to find out the opponent.

It's a pity that a palm slapped down and hit Yan Dongyu's cheek.

The whole body was about to fly out horizontally, Fu Yang reached out with a palm, grabbed it on his bare feet, separated and fell to the ground, like a toad.

Boom!

A puff of dust kicked up, and the battle ended in an instant.

Fu Yang stepped on the back of Yan Dongyu's head, and his eyes looked at the other two Jindan masters.

Although he has been defeated, it is too embarrassing for people to step on their heads, besides, there are many juniors present, Yan Dongyu constantly wants to struggle to get up, but unfortunately it is all in vain, the sole of his foot suppresses him like a mountain, no matter how hard he tries to resist, he can't get up half an inch.

"Quickly open my fourth brother, otherwise, you will be the enemy of the entire Yama clan." Yan Qiuming said angrily.

"You're threatening me."

Fu Yang's eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but use some force under his feet, and half of Yan Dongyu's head sank into the dirt.

"You..."

Yan Qiuming was just about to speak, but Yan Xiayan, who was accompanying him, stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Friend, there should be no contradiction between you and my clan, why bother with-for-tat." Yan Xiayan said with a slight smile.

"Of course there are contradictions, and they are not small." Fu Yang sneered.

"Oh, let's hear it, if my Yan family does something wrong, I will give a satisfactory explanation." Yan Xiayan's attitude seemed to be soft, but a plan was brewing in his heart.

"Do you know the Golden Scale Daoists?" Fu Yang asked.

"Yes, Brother Golden Scale is an elder of my clan." Yan Xiayan replied.

"That's it, the person I want to kill is related to your Yan family, and by the way, we will wipe it out together." When the word obliteration came out of Fu Yang's mouth, the atmosphere instantly turned cold, and even a trace of murderous aura was spreading.

"If we hand over the Golden Scale Dao people to you, can we write them off?" Yan Xiayan asked.

At this moment, the three ancestors of the Yan family were secretly frightened, and they were still thinking about calculating each other, but they never thought that they would be so strong, it was a hard bone.

"That depends on your sincerity." Fu Yang said calmly.

"The Golden Scale Daoist is seriously injured and is recuperating in the Cold Mountain stronghold, please come with me, I will definitely offer this person both hands to let Your Excellency vent his anger." Yan Xiayan said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, the clear-eyed people naturally knew that Yan Xiayan wanted to introduce Fu Yang into it and play a trick of catching turtles in the urn.

The Yan clan has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are many ways to preserve it, Yan Xiayan is very confident that once the other party enters the stronghold of Hanshan, which is full of organs, there will be no possibility of survival.

"Your Excellency, don't be fooled, the Hanshan stronghold is full of dangers, and it can be described as nine deaths." The Blue Emperor opened his mouth to remind.

"What are you afraid of, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, I will break through." Fu Yang said confidently.

The words were amazing, the three ancestors of the Yan family were still afraid that this person would escape halfway, and they were fearless, and they couldn't help but wonder if their plan was correct.

"Don't worry, we won't harm Your Excellency, just to resolve the grudge." Yan Xiayan said solemnly.

"Alright, lead the way." Fu Yang said impatiently.

In fact, Fu Yang's real intention was to go to the Hanshan stronghold, first, to capture the Golden Scale Dao people alive, and second, to find out what kind of power the Yan family was.

Yan Xiayan looked at the juniors who were confined in the plant realm and said, "Can you let go of the Yan family?" ”

"Let them go, they're just small shrimps, and they can't make much waves." Fu Yang said.

In an instant, the plant field contracted and dispersed, and one plant withered rapidly, which was beyond common sense.

"You're with me." Fu Yang said simply.

Emperor Qing was a little embarrassed, and after a little thought, he understood that following this master was the safest choice.

If he was allowed to leave alone, the Yan family would definitely send personnel to chase and kill, but his injuries had not healed, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to escape from the ascension.

"Please!"

Yan Xiayan took a blank hand.

Fu Yang swaggered after Yan Qiuming.

At the same time, Yan Dongyu was relieved, and he was very angry, but with Yan Xiayan on the side to stop him, he could only endure it, after all, if he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan.

The descendants of the Yan family all kept a distance tremblingly, this was no longer a battle that they could touch, if they fought for their lives, they might be affected.

They were worried in their hearts, even the three ancestors needed to rely on stratagem to win, how strong this person was, and whether the Cold Mountain stronghold could trap and kill this person.

After traveling hundreds of kilometers, he finally stopped in front of a high mountain.

There are still green trees and flowers around, and I can't see any difference at all.

When Yan Xiayan walked into a giant tree, he pressed it into a position and directly recessed it.

Thundered......

Suddenly, a rock mass at one point on the surface of the mountain sinks, revealing a passage.

Fu Yang took a closer look at the giant tree, only to find that it was a man-made fake tree at all, and its appearance was very realistic, and it was really impossible to distinguish the real from the fake at a glance.

"Your Excellency, please be careful, the terrain here is very complicated, with a large number of mechanisms and modern weapons." The Blue Emperor was reminding in a whisper.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you on this trip." Fu Yang smiled confidently.

Without too many words, they walked into the passageway.

……

The Golden Scale Dao man who was healing his wounds in the Cold Mountain stronghold looked angry and painful.

Losing an arm, the loss of qi and blood is serious, if he stays in the mortal world, he may not survive ten years, he wants to return to the Daomen forbidden area as soon as possible.

Stop the bleeding, recover some mana, and be ready to leave.

Two old men came, spears in their hands, glowing cold.

Immediately, the face of the Golden Scale Daoist was gloomy, and he came with troops, and it was bound to be not good.

"Brother Jing Chen, Brother Nanfeng, your injuries have stabilized, and you will leave at the next time." The Golden Scale Daoist said politely.

"Hehe...... Golden Scale Daoist, you have attracted a great enemy, and you want to leave, what you think is really beautiful." An old man said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, just take it." Another old man said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the two old men shot together, spears like dragons, and rushed to kill.

"Misunderstanding, maybe a misunderstanding."

The Golden Scale Dao shouted in his mouth, and also sacrificed a magic weapon to fight back, a banner, and a fierce wind blade was blown.

"Don't quibble, that person has come to the stronghold of Hanshan, and you have worked hard to be a bait to trap this person in the trap array."

The two old men were too strong, and the spears connected the dots, destroying the means of the Golden Scale Dao people one by one, and the two spears were on his neck.