Chapter 770: Rage

The moment he saw the silver ring in his hat fall, Xie Jian's face suddenly showed a trace of anger, his eyes burst out, and two purple rays of light erupted from his eyes, shooting towards the sky, tearing the sky apart, emitting a terrible thunderclap, and the sky that had just returned to normal suddenly changed again, and the radius was blood-red!

But just when the sky changed abruptly, the angry look on Xie Jian's face had disappeared, and he looked at the fat young man who was caught in a silver circle at the foot of the mountain, and smiled at Yang Xingzhou: "Brother Yang, you scared me yesterday, and I naturally have to scare you today." Yesterday you reflected in the heart lake in all directions, and almost suppressed me in my heart, but fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly and escaped. ”

He looked at Yang Xingzhou's eyes and said softly: "The fourth senior brother often says that you must repay virtue with virtue and repay grievances with straightforwardness, I am a junior brother, so naturally everything must be listened to by senior brother." Brother Yang, you scared me once, and I will naturally scare you once this time, how about we tie it? ”

Yang Xingzhou stared at Xie Jian for a moment, and said word by word: "This hat was refined by Liu Laoqi?" Or did he give it to you on purpose? ”

Xie Jian said: "This hat was given to me by Lao Qi, but I can also detect one or two of the strangeness in it, but I didn't expect that there would be a thousand runes in it." Brother Yang, I can guarantee that even if you wear this hat, I can guarantee that you will not be harmed in any way, and you will definitely be able to take it off within three days, at most scare you. ”

Yang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, only then did he know that Xie Jian had recognized himself, his face remained unchanged, and he sneered: "Xin Qi is a silver hoop hat, if you give me a green hat, I won't be able to take it off!" There are many scary methods, but this method should be used less in the future! ”

Xie Jian's face remained unchanged and said, "There won't be a next time!" ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the road above the steps: "You keep going up, it is the academy square, after entering the academy, turn left and it will be the stele forest, and several senior brothers are waiting for you in the stele forest." ”

Yang Xingzhou said: "How many senior brothers? Are there any younger brothers and sisters? ”

Xie Jian said: "The eighth and ninth followed the teacher out and did not return, the senior brother and the second senior brother suppressed Chiba Peak in the back mountain, and only the seventh junior brother was waiting in the stele forest." ”

Yang Xingzhou nodded, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, with a murderous expression, and said, "Okay!" I'll go up the hill now! ”

Xie Jian saw an illusory flame coming out three feet above his head, and a trace of white smoke came out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, it was really a cultivator's eye and nitrile smoke, and Mount Meru turned red half, knowing that Yang Xingzhou was already extremely angry, he was also startled, and said, "Brother Yang, what are you going to do?" This academy is not a place for you to go wild! ”

Yang Xingzhou scolded: "It's not a place for me to be wild, is it a place for you to be wild?" Fuck, is it really easy to bully? Bah! ”

He spat at Jian Xie with a mouthful of thick phlegm, turned around and strode towards the mountain.

The so-called Book Mountain has a road for the path, and it has climbed to the top several times.

Yang Xingzhou took a big stride, one step was more than thirty zhang, and his body pulled out phantoms on the mountain road, which lined up from the Wenxin Rock to the square in front of the gate of the academy, like a long dragon composed of thousands of figures, appearing in an instant, but slowly disappearing.

After the long dragon of light and shadow disappeared, Yang Xingzhou had already stepped into the gate of the academy, and he had no intention of looking at what the gate looked like, the person had already arrived in the courtyard, and then turned around and entered the courtyard on the left.

The eye is a forest composed of old trees, in the middle of the woods square is arranged a piece of stone monuments, near the stone monument there are hundreds of clay wood carved figures, it seems to be a real person, but also seems to be a dummy, the atmosphere is strange.

In this stele forest, there are six steles that are the most eye-catching, one of which is the highest, engraved with some ancient words, and the overall material is ordinary, it is an ordinary stele.

The other five steles are wordless steles, each stele has a rhyme on it, Yang Xingzhou only glanced at it, and knew that there was a legacy imprint of the maker in this stele.

The five stone tablets, the larger the size, the more obscure the Dao rhyme is emanated, and the smaller the size, the more obvious the Dao rhyme, exuding a faint light.

In the forest of steles stood a middle-aged scholar with a thin figure and a dry face, this man had deep nasolabial folds, slender eyes, long eyebrows and sideburns, and the corners of his eyes showed a trace of crow's feet, all the organs formed a majestic face.

When he stood in the courtyard, he seemed to be the center of the entire courtyard, but it didn't seem to be the center of the courtyard, as if he would be at the edge of the place at any time, and his eyes opened slightly at this time and looked at Yang Xingzhou.

When Yang Xingzhou looked at this person, this person's gaze also fell on Yang Xingzhou at the same time.

This person is none other than Liu Qingyuan, who almost broke Yang Xingzhou's spirit with a blow from the air.

"Liu Qingyuan!"

Yang Xingzhou didn't answer, he suddenly shouted, his body bowed, suddenly swelled, turned into six feet tall, the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, replaced by an iron rod, and slammed down on Liu Qingyuan.

When his iron rod was raised, the wind and clouds above his head changed, thunder and lightning were combined, and thunder and thunder gathered on the iron rod in his hand from the air, turning into an incomparable force and hitting Liu Qingyuan.

Liu Qingyuan shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, why should Brother Yang be angry?" ”

stretched out his hand, and lightly brushed Yang Xingzhou's iron rod away: "Don't make trouble, let's talk about something, don't move your hands and feet." ”

Yang Xingzhou's blow just now has already used the exercises on the God of War catalog, and at the same time, combined with Yuan Shifei's family legend of the God of Fighting Skills, the power is so great that even a small mountain can explode, but it was casually pushed away by Liu Qingyuan, like a baby.

After he pulled away the iron rod, he sighed in admiration: "The Yuan family's fighting holy law? Brother Yang, where did you steal the Yuan family exercises? Good! ”

"Good!"

The iron rod in Yang Xingzhou's hand disappeared, turned into a spear, and stabbed at Liu Qingyuan: "Look at this shot again!" ”

After he finished saying this, the iron spear in his hand turned into layers of gun shadows, and more than 300 spears were stabbed out in an instant, and all the air in the space within a radius of three zhang was burned by his iron spear, turning into a heat wave and sweeping around.

These more than 300 guns are Yang Xingzhou's 100 blows from the law, and he has increased his changes, secretly combined with the heavenly machine, and turned into 365 guns, guns and guns kill people, move forward, and release the killing machine, even Liu Qingyuan was taken aback, his hands were raised, and the ten fingers were like flowers blooming, turning into a series of condensed fingerprints, floating in the void, and resisting the tip of the spear that Yang Xingzhou stabbed.

After Liu Qingyuan blocked the tip of the gun, his face showed surprise: "This marksmanship is good, but it is a little inconsistent with Brother Yang's personality and temper, whose mastery did you steal?" ”

Yang Xingzhou's body shook slightly, opened his mouth and exhaled, exhaling the strength of Liu Qingyuan's gun, and said with a smile: "Guess!" ”

The spear in his hand disappeared, turned into a long sword again, and exploded into a sword shadow in the sky, each sword shadow emitted an extremely bright light, at the same time, Yang Xingzhou let out a long roar, and his body was hidden in the sword light, enveloping Liu Qingyuan's body, the sword qi on the scene was vertical and horizontal, and the thunder was rolling.

Liu Qingyuan's chuckle sounded from the sword qi: "Good swordsmanship!" Good swordsmanship! It's a pity that something is missing! Brother Yang, if you stop here, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me today! ”

Yang Xingzhou sneered: "I can't kill you, can't I exile you?" ”

Liu Qingyuan was shocked, extremely dangerous thoughts were born in his heart, and for the first time, he had the idea of escaping.