Xing Zhen rushed forward and wanted to approach Wen Chengyan's ancestral statue, and Yang Yantu always felt that this young man had other motives.

Naturally, he didn't want him to get his wish, so he raised his knife and rushed forward after the hurricane. To his horror, the sword-bearer boy came and went freely in the hurricane, without the slightest hindrance. How would he know that Xingzhen had been suffering in the desert hurricane for more than a month.

I only heard the sword-bearing boy shouting: "It's time, shoot!"

Yang Runtu subconsciously looked at the black and white clock, and realized that he had been deceived under the swaying of his heart. Turning back suddenly, two golden threads appeared silently.

Ignoring the boy who was steadily advancing in the hurricane, he immediately swung his knife to split the silk thread. If you get entangled, the consequences are unimaginable.

Fortunately, the silk thread was not as difficult as expected, and although the two knives were not cut with all their strength, they were easily split. When he was about to turn around and slash the sword-bearer boy, a black and white bell rushed towards him.

A series of accidents appeared, and instead of being annoyed, Yang Runtu laughed out loud in unexpected surprise. In his opinion, the two people and one dog who were dressed in ordinary clothes must be disciples of the big sect who went out to practice.

The sect gave these magic weapons, and none of them were ordinary things. At least he, as a party to the land, did not have the financial resources to buy these.

Although the big sect didn't dare to provoke easily, they secretly killed their disciples and took their treasures. Everything is done cleanly, even if the sect behind it comes to ask for guilt, at most he will not admit it.

Yang Yantu didn't believe that such a few young people were qualified to alarm those thousand-year-old kings and eighty-thousand-year-old turtles in the sect who could spy on the heavens, and such characters spent most of their time in retreat and cultivation, and they were the most lazy to pay attention to the rights and wrongs of future generations.

Cultivating the Endless Dao is ruthless, but in fact, it is not a ruthless avenue. It is a retreat that has been going on for thousands of years, and after it comes out, it has long been a matter of fact. Over time, all kinds of feelings will become indifferent.

It's just that what Yang Yantu didn't expect was that the two of them and one dog were indeed from the big sect. But the treasure was not given by the sect, but was tailor-made for them by the old monster who had ascended.

When the knife was raised to slash the black and white bell, a high-pitched dragon chanting pit suddenly appeared from within the bell. The concussive Yang Yan earth qi and blood surged, and the soul trembled.

After a moment of trance, when he woke up again, he watched the black and white clock smash into his chest. The pitch-black armor was shattered and shattered, and the flesh and blood on the inside were blurred.

was embarrassed by a few juniors, and the land lord who had lived for a hundred years had no face. Roaring angrily: "The junior is killed." ”

The pitch-black broadsword slashed out continuously, and the blades continued to shoot countless times. The black mist-like aura around him surged and roared, turning into black snakes to attack.

Countless large snakes are densely packed, and the smallest one is also the thickness of an adult's waist. Three black tornadoes lurked among the snakes, and the flat ground caused a wave to bring the shattered stones to the roar.

A man and a dog hiding behind the bell walked slowly. The half-black, half-white clock is weird and unusual. I didn't see the sharp killing methods, but let the killing attack come, and the big bell was always intact.

The anger of Yang Runtu is even greater, and the greed is thicker. When I look at the black and white clock, my eyes are full of love and the urge to take it for myself.

Squinting at the back of the black and white clock, suddenly the heart lake was flooded with monstrous waves. The queen of the bell is no longer a sword-bearing boy, but a long man and a puppy cub wrapped in inner armor.

Turning his head to look again, the sword-bearing young man Xingzhen quietly approached the statue of Wen Yancheng. After the talisman in his hand lit up, it was stuck to the center of the ancestral statue's eyebrows with a "snap".

The Yin Exorcism and Yang Gathering Talisman instantly shone brightly, and the golden light in the blood color echoed with it from afar. The bright red is getting darker and darker, and the gold is getting more intense. The yin aura slowly receded.

Seeing that the general trend has gone, Yang Yantu, who is possessed by the land lord, can't kill the puppy and the puppy. Rushing to the statue, he opened his mouth wide, and the whale sucked the cow to suck the little blood that was left into his belly.

Yang Yan roared angrily: "You will all die." The voice was cold and eerie, more like a demonic roar from hell.

The bloody aura around his body skyrocketed, blending with the torrent of spiritual energy. The sword is half red and half black, the big snake is black and red, and the tornado is black and red.

Xing Zhen, Pu Gongling and the puppy cubs were in danger one after another, especially after Xing Zhen, after pasting the talisman. In the process of hiding behind the black and white bell, his hands and feet were slashed several times by the agitated sword. Even the tough inner armor has three cracks in the front and back.

Give up the ancestral statue and go all out to attack and kill Xingzhen and the others. As time passed, the vast spiritual power continued to overflow.

The grievances that had just been calculated slowly subsided, even with the protection of the black and white bell. As long as the internal strength and aura of the two people and one dog are exhausted, the rest is a sure victory.

Unexpectedly, when they saw that the two of them and the dog were almost exhausted, they each took a sip of the wine in the tattered gourd. The next moment, these guys were in full spirit, like a dragon and a tiger.

Yang Yantu found a second treasure, but he couldn't be happier. Turning his head to look at the statue of the ancestral hall where the golden light flowed like water, his heart became heavier and heavier.

"Hey!" a heavy sigh echoed throughout the hall. Then a cyan Confucian fir man slowly walked out of the statue, wearing a scarf and overhauling it.

The gold slowly receded, and the man's figure became clear. The middle-aged Confucian is gentle and elegant, his face seems to be upright and prime, but his hair has turned white. This is not due to old age, but a sign of hard work and decay before death.

The man sighed deeply: "Thank you to a few friends for helping me get out of trouble." ”

The cyan cedar man spoke again: "The wind is calm!"

With a mouth like the sky, a little golden light sprinkled out, and the tornado of red and black, which was the most powerful in strangle, was extinguished in an instant.

The man continued: "The sword aura is awe-inspiring!"

The golden sword qi appeared silently, and all the swords turned into powder like natural enemies.

The Rushan man waved his sleeves: "There is nothing in the sleeves." ”

The swaying sleeve suction wrinkled, and countless big snakes were instantly sucked into it. The man shook his wide-sleeved robe, and the black and red powder fell down.

The exit became a prophecy, and the three sentences and three supernatural powers resolved the crisis of Xingzhen and others. The Confucian man bowed for the second time: "Confucian Wen Chengyan, thank you three for helping." ”

Wen Chengyan turned to Yang Yantu, who leaned over to face the land lord, and asked, "For the sake of a district of Wen Gu, he actually sealed me with black dog blood first." Then wait for the day of the blood moon and sacrifice the blood of the virgin to smash my shrine. Such a vicious heart, vainly for a land. ”

Yang Yantu didn't think about it, and asked in surprise: "Confucian sages can only speak with heaven in their mouths, and you have obviously just become a Confucian scholar." How could it be that he was promoted to the position of a sage so quickly? I am afraid that he had not secretly done some misdeeds to achieve such an achievement?"

Wen Chengyan replied with a contemptuous sneer, and turned to Xing Zhen and the others for the third time: "Thank you for the three of you who came last time, not to mention cleaning Wencheng Temple, but also brought a lot of incense." This is the case with a long drought and nectar, and with the power of incense, he will become a sage in the next move. ”

After Wen Chengyan thanked him three times, he looked back at Yang Yantu coldly, but said in a rather calm tone: "I have been hiding clumsy, are you worried about the fisherman's profit?"

"Indeed, otherwise you wouldn't have to wait until the night of the blood moon to take your courage. Now that you know, do you want to fight me to the end?" Yang asked rhetorically after opening up and being honest. I have a mind that today I can turn big things into small things, no longer anxious, but calm and calm, with my hands around my chest and waiting for the following.

Wen Chengyan said to Xing Zhen and the others for the fourth time: "Please ask a few friends to leave this place quickly." ”

Without waiting for Xingzhen and Pu Gongling to ask questions, the calm Yang Yan Tu jumped like thunder. Pointing at Wen Chengyan and scolding: "You are a stinky scholar who can't turn your brain, no wonder you would rather die than give in back then." Not to mention that he died in battle, he was accompanied to death by the whole family. I heard that a daughter was separated from the chaos at that time, so you don't want to look for it, maybe you are still alive in the world. ”

The land lord saw it, and Wen Chengyan persuaded Xingzhen and the others to leave. It's nothing more than wanting to have no worries and fight with him.

Wen Chengyan was unmoved: "The big husband does something and does nothing, and as a party, the land does not benefit the party." first killed Yang Runtu, and then almost caused Yang Rong to bleed blood, such an act will kill him. ”

"Stinky scholar, you fart, Yang Runtu came to me with all your heart for immortality. He was told many times that his life was approaching, and since a landlord did not believe in the destiny of heaven, he wanted to change his life against the sky. He is immortal, and heaven is intolerable!" Yang Yantu retorted loudly.

Wen Chengyan scolded: "I don't dare to decide what the destiny of heaven is, you are guilty of carelessness of human life." Even if you have a moment of life, you shouldn't change it without permission. ”

Xing Zhen added oil and vinegar on the side: "Not only that, but persecute Wen Xing'er in the ginkgo forest." This is the second crime, even if it doesn't benefit one party, he actually wants to kill the other party and seize his incense. One more capital offense. ”

Wen Chengyan's body was shocked, and he muttered to himself: "Wen Xing'er, Wen Xing'er, it turns out that the magic of Xinglin Mountain twenty years ago was Wen Xing'er." ”

Yang Yantu grasped a glimmer of dawn and said: "Now that you know, do you still plan to fight with me to the end? The result will inevitably be a lose-lose situation, and neither you nor I can get benefits." It doesn't matter if I'm alone, if I die, I'll die. You're different, there's still a lot to do, so you're willing to be poached and smashed into your golden body?"

After Wen Yancheng was in a trance for a moment, he showed a relieved look and said slowly: "Today, you are out of the golden body, and it is imperative to eliminate the harm." ”

Then he sighed: "Hey, let it pass in the past, it's just to add sadness to mention it again!"

Suddenly, Wen Chengyan's big sleeves waved, and the aura storm in the hall wrinkled. The unsuspecting Xing Zhen and Pu Gongling and others were instantly blown out of the hall.

Wen Chengyan shouted loudly: "Golden body, come!"

The bronze golden body that had regained its calm rose from the ground and fell above Wen Chengyan with a bang. The soul and the golden body are combined into one, and the abdomen is particularly golden.

Originally, it was a copper gold body, but because of the brilliance of the abdomen, the entire golden body shining on it emitted a golden streamer. Bright as the sky, shining.

"Scholars are useless, but there can be so-called!" The bronze and gold body that is the same as Wenyan, more than three feet high, walked forward with a roar with long legs.

The hall shook as if it were falling apart at any moment. The stone floor was also trampled and shattered, and the gravel was filled with smoke and dust, and the huge movement was moving forward rapidly.

"Heavenly thunder!" After the words, the rolling heavenly thunder roared in the main hall. A waterfall of thunder poured down, moving with the golden body.

This terrible sight appeared, a behemoth more than three feet high. Dance with the thunder and kill together, gold and silver complement each other. Punch to thunder, punch to thunder!

The land lord who possessed the leap soil was furious: "Damn, the elm head that doesn't open his mind." Why bother to do other people's business. ”

"I'm going to break my guts, it's not cheaper than anyone. Wen Yancheng retorted, preparing for the worst.

"Damn, fight!" Seeing that the other party's oil and salt did not enter, Yang Runtu fortunately also let it out.

Yu took out a sword box in his arms, and after opening it, he quietly lay three flying swords inside. The maximum palm length and the smallest thumb length.

The sword case is much larger, and it is more than wrong to hold three small swords. Looking at its empty space, it should be able to hold more small swords. It's just that the land lord doesn't have enough belongings, and he doesn't have enough money.

Yang Yantu flicked his fingers: "Human favors, accidents, exchanges!"

Three flying swords came out in response, and the sword qi flowed and attacked first. After three sounds, the copper and gold body were dented in three places.

Immediately after that, the three flying swords were as fast as lightning, or three streams of light surged out.

The abdomen and chest of the bronze gold body immediately appeared with transparent holes in front and back, but the fists tightly clamped the flying sword at the center of the eyebrows. Hover one inch away from the center of your eyebrows.

"Sword mound, the sword is incomplete, it is not a natal flying sword, it is not a real sword cultivation after all, but that's it!" Wen Yancheng was not afraid, threw off the flying sword and punched fiercely.