Chapter 192: Thunder Sweep

"Old thing, I, Wei Dong, once told you, I like little junior sister, but you don't have long ears, so I'll fight for it myself."

Wei Donghu stood in front of Nan Batian with a strong face, and said with a sinister smile, looking like an obedient dog.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Nan Batian's mouth, and then, Nan Batian staggered, trembling his hands, pointing at Wei Dong, a traitor, so angry that he couldn't speak.

Tang Yao and Luo Wanjin glanced at each other in unison, nodded, and the two of them glanced at their subordinates very tacitly, and those subordinates who received the hint drew their swords one after another, and the tense atmosphere was about to erupt.

"Kill!"

With Tang Yao's roar, dozens of people surrounded the remaining five or six people in Baicaomen and pounced viciously like tigers and wolves, this momentum made the rest of the people's hearts tighten, and they couldn't help but move their feet again and approach their backs.

"Isn't it a shame for so many people to beat a few people?"

The abrupt sound was like thunder, coming from the jungle as if it were spoken in the sky.

The strange situation made the ears of these charging disciples feel like they had just been slapped loudly, and they were "buzzing" inside, staggering dizzily, and the movements in their hands became desperate rubbing their ears, trying to restore their hearing.

"Who are you? Dare to take care of the affairs of the Divine Heavenly Gate? ”

Tang Yao was also shocked by this sound, and his ears were instantly deaf, and he immediately understood that the person hiding around him was still above him, so he lifted the Divine Heavenly Gate out and said domineeringly.

Ever since the Divine Heavenly Sect received the support of a hidden sect, it immediately became famous in the cultivation realm, surpassing many sects, destroying many sects, and grabbing a lot of cultivation resources. The current cultivation realm can be described as a place where everyone is in danger and does not dare to provoke the Divine Heavenly Gate.

Therefore, Tang Yao thought that as long as he mentioned the Divine Heavenly Gate, he would scare the other party away.

As everyone knows, there is an undying enmity between Ye Yang and Shentianmen! Without the support of Shentianmen behind his back, there would be no Chen Li to make a move on Ye Yang in the area of Yunnan and Burma, trying to destroy a car and kill people. If it weren't for his Ye Yangfu's great life, how could he have survived until now?

"What about the Divine Heavenly Gate? Murong Yan, what is the name of that old immortal apprentice, Jie Sheng, it's not like giving me a palm and splitting it alive! ”

Hearing Tang Yao raise the name of the Divine Heavenly Gate, Ye Yang couldn't help frowning, and said with disdain.

In order to repay the favor to that girl, Ye Yang didn't kill Murong Yan, but now this Tang Yao is vainly trying to bring out the Divine Heavenly Gate to threaten him, Ye Yang really can't think of how arrogant the Divine Heavenly Gate is in the cultivation realm.

Knowing that Jie's life was born in Ye Yang's hands, and that the upper deacon Murong Yan was also injured under Ye Yang's hands, Tang Yao no longer had the arrogant and domineering expression just now, and then his eyes began to flicker, thinking about how he could retreat in Baicaomen.

At the beginning, the deacon Murong Yan personally took Murong Rouzhi and Jie Sheng out to cheer for the Chen family, but unfortunately, Jason fell, and even Murong Yan was seriously injured, if it wasn't for Murong Rouzhi who saved Murong Yan, maybe Murong Yan might have become the first person in Shentianmen to die in the highest position outside.

"Lord Romon, don't listen to his nonsense, he is disturbing the morale of the army and affecting the cooperation between us."

Tang Yao began to hesitate when he saw Luo Wanjin, as if he had the idea of retreating, he knew that if Luo Wanjin retreated, the pressure on the people from their Divine Heavenly Gate would be even greater.

"What the Tang envoy said is right, let's join forces to kill Nan Batian."

Luo Wanjin didn't know what to do, and said straightly.

This move is exactly what Tang Yao wants. If Luo Wanjin provoked the other party, then it would be even more important for him Tang Yao to leave here alive.

There is no way, the road of death and poverty is not as good as that of dead and poor friends, and the most important thing at the critical moment is to take care of your own life.

At the same time, Tang Yao also glanced at his henchmen, only when his henchmen did it together, Luo Wanjin couldn't see any flaws.

For the communication between the two sides, Ye Yang kept his ears close to his ears word for word, and snorted coldly with disdain, Ye Yang's palms began to move, fluttering like butterflies flapping their wings, turning into a little phantom, a murderous aura brewed in the palm shadow, more and more true elements were condensed and compressed into a ball, and the emptiness only slightly felt a little suffocation and dullness, as if the whole space was about to stop rotating.

As Ye Yang's palm slowly rolled out, there was not a trace of fluctuation in the space, as if nothing had happened at all.

Suddenly, a gust of qi only slightly crossed the Juli Gate and the Divine Heaven Gate, and those subordinates who were rushing towards Nan Batian, like a breeze blowing.

Bang!

A strange circle of light was formed outside the five or six people of Nan Batian, and a roar like thunder and anger erupted, and the heavens and the earth trembled violently, so that a wave of qi suddenly opened and tore in all directions, like a thunder sweep, blasting out the disciples of the Divine Heaven Gate and the Great Power Gate like a roar, and almost no one could dodge this fatal blow.

It seems that after several battles, Ye Yang's comprehension has made some improvements to Wuji Distraction.

Rao is Tang Yao has experienced a hundred battles, and he was also shocked by the tragedy in front of him.

On the ground, there was hardly a complete corpse, there were severed limbs and wreckage everywhere, and the blood stains were as dazzling as plum blossoms on white paper, both vivid and shocking, as if to tell everyone that this was not a picture, but a bloody fact.

The frightened Tang Yao looked around for the traces of Ye Yang, a mysterious person, but unfortunately, no matter how much he raised his cultivation to the highest realm, he couldn't detect the slightest abnormality.

He had never seen Tang Yao, who could kill the enemy invisibly without going head-to-head, this time he finally knew that he had met a very terrible person, it should not be a person, but his nightmare, it was the devil who asked for his life, his body began to chill, began to tremble, and he couldn't help himself.

Suddenly, Tang Yao, who was trembling, only felt that his little bird had hit a spirit, and the faucet ** leaked out of the floodgate, and when the warm current soaked his thighs, he realized that he was so unbearable.

At this time, the group of brute tigers under the mountain just happened to take Nanping's little girl up, seeing this cruel scene, their brains were congested, and their minds instantly lost consciousness, and they stood on the spot in a daze, they only felt that suddenly it seemed to be a lot colder, their faces became pale, there was no trace of blood, and their teeth were fighting, I don't know if it was cold, or because of fear.

"Run!"

Finally someone came back to his senses, stepped away from his weak feet, and suddenly found that he couldn't control it, as if he had been poured a thousand pounds of lead, and finally shouted out of his throat.

However, without Ye Yang's consent, no one could leave here alive at all.

An ice pick flew above this snowy mountain, as if it complemented each other, exuding wisps of cold air, and was rapidly stabbing towards the barbarian tigers who were fleeing in embarrassment. The icicle pierced their backs in an instant, exiting their chests again, bursting on one of the remaining ones, and turning them into a pile of debris.

The aperture gradually dissipated, and Nanbatian had lived most of his life, and he had never had a few such strong cultivators, and he was simply invincible like a harvester of life. The shock made him and his apprentice sit on the ground as if they had exhausted their strength, their eyes still so empty and blank.

Whether they are friends or foes, they are all numb now, and they are still immersed in the bloody scene just now.

Perhaps, this is a memory that they will never forget.

Ye Yang didn't show up, because he didn't feel the need to show up, but the afterimage flickered, and Tang Yao, who was paralyzed on the ground, had already been picked up by him, and after a few moves, he had already disappeared into the jungle of Baicaomen.