Chapter Eighty-Seven: Demon Blood
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Dozens of zhang away from Lin Yi's left, there was a young man with a thin physique and a resolute expression who was testing. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)
The brown stone tablet showed the power of the punch he had just punched.
Three hundred pounds!
This is a very low value, even if an ordinary strong man punches hard, it will cost more than three hundred catties, let alone an outer disciple.
The young man was thin and thin, wearing a patched power suit, and his slightly dark and thin face showed a hint of bitterness.
Three hundred catties, is it really only three hundred catties? He is really not suitable for cultivation, but his sister is seriously ill, and only by becoming an inner disciple can he receive the elixir to renew his sister's life.
He was unwilling, his eyes were very stubborn, his lips were bitten out of a trace of blood, and he prayed in a low voice: "Please let me try again, okay?" This time I can definitely do it. ”
"Your physique is not good, you are not suitable for cultivation, go back." The three generations of disciples in charge of guarding the stele responded indifferently.
"Get out of the way, get out." A second-generation disciple sitting on the side waved his hand impatiently, and the young man's thin body suddenly flew out upside down and fell heavily into the distance.
"It's a bit excessive." Lin Yi frowned slightly, feeling dissatisfied.
The young man's body in front of him was obviously very weak, and the second-generation disciple's wave of strength was enough to break his muscles and bones, after all, he was still an outer disciple, so there was no need to be so heavy.
However.
A scene that surprised Lin Yi was born.
The young man's physique was different from ordinary people, he seemed to be thin and weak, but his body was very strong, and the force of that wave seemed to sink into the sea, he stood up unharmed, and just now, Lin Yi clearly felt a trace of hot breath from him.
"Brush!"
Lin Yi opened the Heavenly Dao Searching Dragon Eye and looked at the young man carefully.
On the boy's chest, a tattoo flashed away, and it was this tattoo that blocked the force of the wave for him.
Although the tattoo disappeared quickly, it was completely seen by Lin Yi, and he was shocked, because he saw that the tattoo was actually a phoenix, a fairy phoenix with wings ready to fly.
"The blood flowing in his body is not a pure human being, he has demon blood, and the meridians are blocked by a powerful energy, so he restricts his swing, this energy is too powerful, it doesn't seem to be weaker than Senior Brother Bai."
Lin Yi searched for the dragon's eye in the heavenly way, and saw the secrets on the young man's body clearly, and the tattoo on his chest appeared again, as if he felt Lin Yi's peeping gaze, and an incomparably hot breath came to his face in an instant.
"The tattoo protector, he has the breath of a phoenix, this young man is by no means simple, they don't accept it, but it's cheap for me."
"Wait, what's your name?" Before Lin Yi could speak, a slender young man with a strong aura stood up a few feet away.
"Senior Brother Yang Dong? How could he care about this shit? ”
"Ah, he's Yang Dong's senior? He looks so young, so he came, and that's my idol. ”
"Senior Brother Yang Dong."
“……。”
Yang Dong's appearance made the crowd suddenly noisy, and many second-generation disciples greeted each other, very polite and polite.
Yang Dong, the second disciple of Huang Hu, the lord of Yue Huafeng, is also the leader of the younger generation of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven, one of the alternate holy sons, his strength is very strong, he finally advanced to the Xuanhai stage half a year ago, and is one of the disciples with the greatest potential in the Golden Sword Cave Heaven.
Most of the second-generation disciples on the scene were cultivators in the Destiny Sea Period, and they didn't notice the abnormality of the young man, while Yang Dong was already a powerhouse in the Xuanhai Period, and he keenly felt the blazing aura that flashed from the young man's body just now.
His eyes were like lightning, he was wearing a crane robe, and he was handsome, and many female disciples secretly looked at him, unabashedly showing their admiration.
Yang Dong nodded slightly to the second-generation disciples around him, even if he said hello, a smile appeared on his face: "What's your name?" Would you like to come under my door? ”
Wow!
The audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Yang Dong in disbelief, and then looked at the thin boy in shock.
"Senior Brother Yang, you ......." A disciple of Yue Huafeng was taken aback and looked at Yang Dong in confusion.
"I have my own plans." Yang Dong smiled, didn't care about the eyes around him, smiled and asked again: "Are you willing to worship under my door?" ”
The rest of the second-generation disciples also came back to their senses, Yang Dong couldn't be so bored and wanted to accept a waste as a disciple, it must be that this seemingly wasted teenager had something extraordinary, but their cultivation was not high, and they didn't observe it.
It's too late to regret it now, since Yang Dong has spoken, I believe that no one will refute his face, and the other second-generation disciples will not open their mouths to snatch people.
"How can this waste be able to make Yang Dong's predecessors favored, the power of one punch is only three hundred catties, and it is not even one-fifth of mine."
"What do you know, Senior Yang Dong will accept disciples indiscriminately? Wei Le, this kid has some ability, did he pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger before? ”
"Hmph, no matter what, this kid Wei Le is lucky, he will reach the sky in one step, and he may become a core disciple in the future."
The outer disciples talked a lot, but their eyes were almost the same, undisguised envy and jealousy.
Wei Le's body looks very thin, his appearance is mediocre, and even a little dark, he is such an inconspicuous teenager, but he is taken by Yang Dong.
There was no excitement on his face, but he glanced at Yang Dong with a complicated gaze, and said in a low voice: "Is the predecessor Yue Huafeng's lineage?" ”
"Hmm," Yang Dong smiled, believing that no outer disciple would be able to refuse his kindness.
"Then ask the seniors for forgiveness, I refuse." Wei Le did not hesitate and said something that shocked everyone.
Refuse!
He actually refused!
"Bastard! I don't know how thick the sky is, it is your blessing that Yang Dong's predecessors accepted you as a disciple, and you dare to refuse, you deserve death. ”
"This stupid boy has a sick brain, and it is a great opportunity to worship Yang Dong's predecessors as a teacher."
"I know, it was a third-generation disciple of Yue Huafeng who fell in love with his sister before, Wei Le and his sister Wei Que'er resolutely refused, and in the end both of them were injured, and now Wei Que'er is still lying on the bed and I don't know if he lives or dies, how can he worship under Yue Huafeng's door." An outer disciple exclaimed and explained the reason.
Yang Dong's face sank, this was the first time that someone dared to refuse him, his eyes flickered, slightly gloomy, and he said lightly: "What they said is true?" That's why you don't want to worship me as a teacher? ”
Wei Le nodded silently, and arched his hand: "Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, the juniors don't have this blessing." ”
"Humph!"
Yang Dong was furious, he was actually despised by an ant-like outer disciple, and it was in front of nearly 10,000 people at the scene, it was simply a shame, and spreading it would have a great impact on his reputation.
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."
A cold glint flashed in Yang Dong's eyes, and he had murderous intent.
"Hehe, if the children feel that Yue Huafeng is uncomfortable living, how about going to Taixuan Mountain?"
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded, startling everyone's sideways, and even Yang Dong couldn't help but look to the side.