Chapter 1372: Debt Collection [2]
"Heh, I'm not impossible, if you want Song Ke'er, then solve it by the means of a monk!"
Yang Yu stood up indifferently and stared at the Yin Yang Sect powerhouse, with wisps of cold murderous intent in his eyes.
This Yin Yang Sect powerhouse is just a powerhouse of the ninth transformation of the dragon, and Yang Yu doesn't care about it at all.
Yang Yu is now in the third realm of the Four Extremes Secret Realm!
"You want to fight me?"
The Yin Yang Sect powerhouse frowned, his eyes slightly condensed.
"You or the Holy Son of your Yin-Yang Sect, you can do whatever you want, defeat me, Song Ke'er, your Yin-Yang Sect can take it away. ”
Yang Yu opened his mouth lightly and glanced at this Yin Yang Sect powerhouse.
Beside him, there was also a young man who looked to be in his early thirties, according to the Holy Lord of Yaochi, this person was the previous generation of the Holy Son of the Yin Yang Sect, and now he was in the eighth transformation of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and his strength was extremely strong.
"Liu Qing, you go!"
The powerhouse of the Yin-Yang Sect immediately spoke, with a smile on his face.
"Is it necessary to fight? Just give Song Ke'er to me for the Yin-Yang Sect, so as not to be injured and hurt the harmony between the Yin-Yang Sect and the Yaochi Holy Land. ”
This Holy Son of the previous generation of the Yin Yang Sect walked out and looked at Yang Yu with some disdain.
The Holy Son of Yaochi has been famous recently.
However, after all, he is only a cultivator of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and he is a powerhouse of the Eighth Transformation of the Dragon!
"The Last Generation?"
In the crowd, there were also some powerful monks from Zhongzhou, and when they saw this Liu Qing, they immediately frowned and spoke.
"What, it's actually the Holy Son of the previous generation? Doesn't that mean that this person may be a powerful existence in the Fourth Secret Realm?"
"The Yin-Yang Sect is so shameless, even if it persecuts the Holy Son of Yaochi, it doesn't matter, but it still wants the Holy Son of the previous generation to make a move?"
"The Yin-Yang Sect is too much, what a transcendent holy place is the Yaochi Holy Land, the fairies in the door do not eat the fireworks of the world, but this Yin-Yang Sect is so despicable and targeted?!"
In the holy city, the onlookers instantly boiled.
Because, the Yin-Yang Sect is too excessive and shameless.
Moreover, it is aimed at the Yaochi Holy Land where the disciples in the sect are all fairies, so it is strange if it does not cause public anger.
"Let's get started!"
However, Yang Yu didn't say a word, staring at the previous generation of the Holy Son of the Yin Yang Sect, and directly raised a pitch-black war halberd in his hand.
"Boom!"
In Yang Yu's body, the terrifying divine power began to recover, and a round of gray sea rose behind Yang Yu, as if two worlds were condensed in it.
And in this gray sea, a young man who was exactly the same as Yang Yu appeared, also holding a war halberd in his hand!
"Boom!"
In the next second, there was a steady stream of gray divine power pouring out from Yang Yu's body, converging in the pitch-black war halberd.
And as Yang Yu's halberd fell, the golden light in his arm flickered, and the terrifying power erupted, making the halberd even more terrifying.
Moreover, the vision behind Yang Yu also shone brightly, and the young man on the gray sea also waved his halberd and slashed out, which was completely consistent with Yang Yu's movements.
In an instant, the space of the entire Holy City began to crumble, and everywhere the halberd slashed out by the pitch-black war halberd passed, everything turned into powder, and the destroyed became nothingness.
"This ...... No way!"
The face of the previous generation of the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect was shocked, and he faced this halberd as if he had been locked by a great power.
"Drink!"
The Holy Lord of Yaochi, the Old Holy Lord of Tang Hui and other Yaochi powers all took action to protect the onlookers with divine power.
"Boom!"
Soon, the halberd fell, directly covering an area of the Holy City, and the previous generation of the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, including all the powerhouses of the other Yin-Yang Sect, were enveloped in it!
At the same time, in Yang Yu's vision, the young man's halberd was also cut down, cutting the gray sea in half and turning it into two worlds.
One halberd breaks two worlds!
"Buzz!"
In the Holy City Teleportation Ancient Array, the people of the Yaochi Holy Land all crossed the void and left at this time, taking three thousand and nine disciples back to the Yaochi Holy Land!
As for the outcome, they don't seem to care at all, or ...... Already guessed!
And in the Holy City, when all the dust had cleared, a terrible crack appeared on the ground of the Holy City.
And beside this crack, there were scattered blood stains, but the flesh of those people of the Yin Yang Sect all turned into nothingness, leaving only blood.
"Yaochi Holy Son...... It's terrifying!"
The powerhouses of those super forces frowned, sighed, and left with a calm face.
With a halberd, he killed four or five Dragon Transformation Secret Realm cultivators, among them, there were also the previous generation of the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son and the powerhouse of the ninth transformation of the Dragon Transformation!
Yang Yu is only a monk of the Four Extremes Secret Realm now!
Even the strongest visions in ancient times can make people have the combat power to leap to a great realm against the enemy.
However, Yang Yu killed opponents who surpassed more than one great realm of his own!
Moreover, after Yang Yu slashed out a halberd, the edge of the Yaochi Holy Land left directly, as if he was extremely confident that the blow of the Holy Son of Yaochi could destroy the people of the Yin-Yang Sect.
This time, these super forces saw Yang Yu's combat power with their own eyes, and they all became solemn.
The Tianjiao in their door seems to be much worse than Yang Yu!
......
On the other side, in the Yaochi Holy Land, a mighty team was ushered in, and it was none other than three thousand and nine disciples and Yang Yu and others.
Those new disciples all looked at Yang Yu with a pair of beautiful eyes at this moment.
The power that erupted from the halberd just now shocked them.
Some of the monks' scalps were numb, and they were terrified by the halberd, and the women who were still ordinary people were even more pale, and they had not yet recovered their senses.
Moreover, they felt that those who persecuted the Holy Land of Yaochi were afraid of ...... Not alive anymore!
"It's pretty strong. ”
The ghost-faced girl had been staying by Yang Yu's side since the first day, and she didn't even know what the Holy Lord of Yaochi was.
At this moment, he opened his mouth, and he was also quite shocked by Yang Yu's previous halberd.
"There will be fights in the future, and being strong is nothing. ”
Yang Yu glanced at the ghost-faced girl, thought of what would happen in the future, and shook his head.
"Really?"
The ghost-faced girl glanced at Yang Yu and didn't say anything more.
Soon everyone passed by Yaochi and was about to walk towards the martial arts arena of the Yaochi Holy Land.
Passing by the Yao Pond planted with peach trees and the Divine Lotus Pond where a blue-gold lotus seed had already been planted, the newly harvested female disciples were all amazed, and were shocked by the misty scene of the two Divine Ponds.
"A peach tree, and a Qing Emperor's magic medicine avenue green golden lotus, I can't imagine that you can get together so quickly and return my two magic medicines. ”
And the ghost-faced girl looked at the magic medicine planted in the two pools, looked at Yang Yu, and said.
“......”
Yang Yu turned his head and couldn't see the look of the girl under the mask, but he only saw the grimace mask that seemed to be crying but not crying, and seemed to be laughing but not laughing, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Putting aside his head, Yang Yu did not respond to the ghost-faced girl, and there was endless depression in his heart.
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