Zheng!

I saw that as soon as Yun Yang's hand was stretched out, the rusty sword inserted in the ground rose from the ground and landed firmly in his palm.

Seeing this scene, the gray-robed man's eyes lit up, and his covetous heart was undisguised.

"Your sword, the old man has taken it!"

The gray-robed man's sleeve robe shook, the hunting sounded, and the gray source qi flowed wildly from his body.

Pulse Breaker!

The gray-robed figure moved, and he stretched out his hand very casually, without even looking at Yun Yang.

As long as he doesn't get hit by the weird rusty sword in his hand, he is 100% sure that he will be able to kill him!

At this time, the Rusty Sword did not move in the slightest!

Obviously, at his own speed, this kid can't react at all!

The sixth child died at his hands, but he was really unjustly killed!

Until now, the gray-robed man still thinks that "six quarters of the hour" is planted under the rusty sword.

But I didn't think about it at all...... Yunyang's strength!

Rumble!!!

Just when the gray-robed man thought that he had succeeded, a green light suddenly erupted in Yun Yang's body.

A strange force instantly slammed towards the palm of the gray-robed man.

Next, a strange scene appeared, the gray source qi in the hands of the gray-robed man was gradually disintegrated by the green light, and finally, even the flesh and blood began to blur.

Hiss!

The gray-robed man's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at his palm, and he suddenly felt a chill rush from his back to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"My Hand ......"

The gray-robed man quickly withdrew his palm, with a strong sense of fear on his face, he knew that if he was half a beat slower, this palm would have to stay here today!

The gray-robed man with palpitations had to start to re-examine the young man in front of him.

"This kid's source qi can actually suppress the old man's source qi!"

The gray-robed man secretly thought to himself, he knew that the source qi in Yun Yang's body could suppress his own source qi, which meant that the source qi in Yun Yang's body was even purer than his own.

The source qi of a Gathering Source Monk is even purer than the source qi of a Xuanyuan Monk?

If this was put outside, even if he was killed, he would not believe it.

But at this moment, this unacceptable reality appeared alive in front of him, and it almost made him fall on his heels.

Could it be the son of the eight wealthy families?

The gray-robed man flashed a thought, but he quickly denied it, if the disciples of the eight wealthy families appeared in Hexi Town, it would be impossible to hide such a big movement from Bao Zhai.

The only possibility is that this kid has obtained the inheritance of a certain great power, and he has taken shit luck to practice such a pure wood source qi.

Thinking of the rusty sword, the gray-robed people's hearts became more and more determined.

"It seems that today I can not only get a magic weapon, but maybe I can dig out greater value from this kid!"

"God help me!"

The gray-robed man looked at Yunyang's eyes at this time, like a hungry demon beast salivating when he saw food.

I saw him snort coldly, and his face finally hung a touch of seriousness, and he said in a cold voice: "Boy, if you can force the old man to this level, even if you die, you are proud enough!"

"That's a lot to talk about!"

The rusty sword in Yun Yang's hand came out of his hand and hung in front of his eyebrows, and a sword qi visible to the naked eye lingered in the middle.

Thousand Yuan Sword Array!

Coagulate!

Yun Yang shouted angrily, and in an instant, the swords in the entire Hexi Academy Palace trembled, as if they had been summoned by some kind of summons, and they converged on the top of the mountain in an instant.

Zheng!

The sound of sword blades colliding came, and in less than a moment, thousands of swords were surrounding the rusty sword.

"This ...... What is this!!?"

The disciples in the school palace looked at the top of the mountain in a daze, and the enhanced thousand-yuan sword formation with the rusty sword as the core was like a dazzling scorching sun, exuding a terrifying aura.

Is this still the Yunyang they call a waste!?

The shock that Yunyang brought to everyone was wave after wave, and each time it seemed to be slapping them in the face.

Many disciples who had ridiculed Yunyang had complicated emotions in their hearts at this time, ashamed and afraid, in case Yunyang sought revenge against them, with their strength, they couldn't even raise the courage to fight back.

"You...... How can you be a thousand-yuan sword formation!Who are you Long Qian!?"

On the other side, when the gray-robed man saw the thousand-yuan sword array, his heart was also shocked.

Isn't this their Bao Zhai martial arts!?

Isn't this the martial art that Long Qian begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother!?

This is the one who turned out to be a dragon dive!?

After dealing with this kid, the old man is going to kill you!!

Fall!

The thousand-yuan sword array moved in an instant, and hundreds of sharp swords, with an unrivaled attack, slashed towards the gray-robed man.

The pride on the gray-robed man's face was gone at this moment.

Thinking of the words that just came from my own mouth, "Even if you die, you are proud enough", I almost want to find a hole to get into.

Ding! Ding!

The gray-robed man barely managed his origin qi to resist, but in the face of the sword qi containing the emperor's rhyme, even as a Xuanyuan monk, he couldn't resist it.

"Ah......h

One, two, three......

Soon, dense sword marks covered his body, and by the end, there was not a single intact skin on his body.

"Long Qian, it's dead!"

Yun Yang's voice, to him, was like the sound of a demon in hell, making him feel afraid.

"Let it go...... Let me go, I am the hall master of Bao Zhai, and I can give you many, many treasures......" The gray-robed man said embarrassedly.

Yun Yang turned a blind eye and asked lightly, "Tell me what I want to know, maybe you will die happily." ”

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then Yunyang's hand was placed on the top of his head, and suddenly, a stream of information instantly appeared in the gray-robed man's mind.

"Ah...... Other...... Don't kill me...... Leave me alone...... Go away, go away......"

What the gray-robed man saw at this time was the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood that Yunyang saw in the bronze mask that day.

"What time are you!?" Yun Yang's figure appeared in the gray-robed man's consciousness, like a god.

The gray-robed man was already frightened, and he said with a foolish face: "I am one of the hall masters of the Qingyuan Realm of Bao Zhai at five o'clock. ”

"You Bao Zhai, why do you want to hunt down and kill the 'slave' clan?" Yun Yang continued to ask with a cold face.

"The 'slave' deserves to die, the 'slave' is a sinner, Bao Zhai takes killing the 'slave' as his own responsibility, killing a 'slave', you can be promoted to one level, and you can get fasting ......"

Yun Yang frowned: "Where is the 'slave' clan now?"

"No...... I don't know, since thousands of years ago, Bao Zhai gathered all forces to annihilate the 'slave' clan, on the mainland, it is difficult to find their traces, and occasionally the remnants will be killed completely!"

All forces annihilate the 'slave' tribe!?

Hearing this, Yun Yang's mind was a little confused, could it be that the 'slave' in their mouth really committed an unforgivable crime? Otherwise, how could all the forces of all parties go to great lengths to get rid of the 'slave'?

And is he the 'slave' in their mouth?

For a while, this information hit Yun Yang's head, making him feel confused.

"Look, who am I!?"

Yun Yang activated the source veins in his body, and it burned, and his aura skyrocketed in an instant, and a powerful coercion emanated from his body.

The gray-robed man's originally dull gaze instantly regained its clarity, just like a man who had been thirsty in the desert for a few days suddenly saw a water source, and his eyes were full of longing.

This is the reaction of the gray-robed man, which is entirely based on his instinct.

"Slave!"

The gray-robed mouth shouted, completely forgetting the rusty sword in Yun Yang's hand, and rushed towards him and killed him.

Shout!

A cold light passed, and the gray-robed man instantly lost his ability to move, and his eyes became hollow.

At this moment, Yunyang no longer doubted that he was the slave clan in Bao Zhai's mouth, and the reaction of these two Bao Zhai hall masters was the best proof.

"Let me ask you, fifteen years ago, did Bao Zhai hunt down and kill the 'slave' clan?" Yun Yang was desperate to find out about his background.

"Fifteen years ago?" The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, constantly rummaging for information about fifteen years ago, his expression was very painful, this pain was not pretended, but real pain.

He racked his brains and tried very hard to find it, but it seemed that there was no memory of that year.

"I ...... I can't think of ......."

The gray-robed man let out a painful wail, and in an instant, his entire body exploded in front of Yun Yang, and even the corpse no longer existed!

Yunyang protected Xia Yunbing and the others with a rusty sword, and looked at the gray-robed man who had strangely exploded in front of him, and his heart was full of doubts.

What exactly happened fifteen years ago!?

This question lingered in Yunyang's mind for a long time, and at the same time, in a distant place, the same old man, the same green lantern suddenly went out, and this time the green lantern was written: Five o'clock in the morning......