In the middle of the Forbidden Palace, an old man in black suddenly stepped forward to challenge, saying that he wanted to snatch back the waist card of the dark guard, and Yang Yu knew that the little emperor Sima Yu, who seemed to throw the black waist card to himself at random, actually had such a deep background.

The old man in black opened his mouth to make Yang Yu ready to die, which undoubtedly made Yang Yu very angry in his heart, if the other party changed his way and claimed that this black iron card had a special meaning, it would be better to hand it over! Maybe he would really give it to the old man, but at this moment he can't!

As soon as the two sides came up, they were tense, and naturally a battle ensued, and the people who saw the two from a distance, whether they were palace people or the guards, all avoided from afar! Someone naturally went to report to Wang Chengzhi, the commander of the palace guards! Wang Chengzhi was shocked when he heard this, and immediately rushed to the palace with people as if they were here.

But at this moment, it was Yang Yu who made the first move, he used his perception to lock on to the old man in black at the first time, and the tip of the black ruler long knife stabbed straight at the old man's throat!

The old man didn't expect Yang Yu to say that he would do it, but he admired Yang Yu's decisiveness and ruthlessness, if Yang Yu didn't do this, but talked nonsense with him, then it would not be possible to be the candidate for the commander of the secret guard.

The tip of the knife came in an instant, and the other party's body and the blade were all stirring with aura, obviously the cultivation was not low, the old man in black was not yellow at all, and his hands were shaking left and right in front of him! Suddenly, a strong wind blew.

Yang Yu only felt that the tip of his black ruler knife seemed to be stuck in the soil all of a sudden, and even made a piercing "swish" sound, followed by a yellow, I don't know where the sand suddenly came from, and instantly buried himself in the dust!

The sky and the earth were dark, and in the eyes of outsiders, they only felt that a huge yellow mass of sand and dust suddenly appeared in the place where the two were fighting!

He opened his eyes and looked around, the strong wind just now was gone, and Su Ri'an still had wind, but it was a very dry dry wind, the kind of hot wind that could evaporate all the water on the human body and even in the body!

What catches the eye is a patch of yellow, between which the yellow sand is long and boundless, and the sand dunes in the sea of sand rise and fall until they reach the horizon!

Yang Yu looked at his feet, he was standing on a piece of yellow sand, the particles of sand were very small, and they had already covered the upper of his shoes!

At this time, the old man's voice came out: "Boy, what kind of death do you want to die when you enter my Shamen Fantasy Realm?"

Yang Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "What kind of door is the sand gate in your mouth?"

"Hehe, a lonely and unheard boy, I haven't even heard of Shamen, my Shamen can be called the highest ancient four gates in the world along with the Dao Gate, Ice Gate and Ghost Gate in the world!

Yang Yu has been using his own perception to lock on to the place where the other party's voice is coming from, but he can't do it at all, he only feels that the other party's figure is everywhere, even permeating his surroundings!

After the other party finished saying that, suddenly Yang Yu saw a vague figure in front of him, and at the same time, a huge coercion struck, and a completely yellow salon suddenly roared and rushed towards him!

Yang Yu suddenly took two steps back, and the black ruler long knife in his hand spread out horizontally with a semicircular sword light with itself as the axis, and the blade body was filled with its own majestic aura!

As soon as the saloon came into contact with the sword light, it suddenly dispersed, as if it had been destroyed, but Yang Yu felt that his chest and abdomen were like a pile of sand at the moment, and it was very uncomfortable! But he still sneered. schoolgirl

"What kind of ancient four-gate sand gate, but that's it!"

This sentence immediately succeeded in angering the other party, and the old man suddenly said angrily: "Stinky boy, rat-eyed guy, then let you see the real power of my Shamen!"

As soon as his words fell, the vague figure on the opposite side suddenly condensed, and the boundless yellow sand around him began to gather towards him, and formed a small whirlwind! The whirlwind fell, the yellow sand drifted away, and a huge statue with a body of several feet suddenly appeared in front of Yang Yu!

The appearance of the statue of the god is very peculiar, because although his face is yellow, it is obviously very ugly, with a lion's nose and wide mouth and fangs, and the messy hair of steamed buns, and those messy hairs are constantly shaking, and under closer inspection, they are hideous poisonous snakes!

"Death to the boy!" As soon as the idol was revealed, he immediately slapped it violently, it was an overwhelming giant palm, and the shadow suddenly covered the sky above Yang Yu's head!

With a loud bang of "——!boom", the sand and dust around him were everywhere, and the sand and sand were slapped up like dust more than a foot high like the surface of the water! The dust slowly fell, but Yang Yu was not seen under the palm print, Yang Yu had already used the handling technique to move himself into the air!

However, the other party's supernatural power is indeed powerful, and the current cyclone within Yang Yu's sea of qi seems to have piled into countless sandy soils, and it is becoming more and more difficult to rotate, and his aura is also insufficient!

Yang Yu slowly fell to the ground, and the black ruler long knife in his hand was put into the sheath with a "swish"! There was a color of deduction in his eyes! In his eyes, he was staring at the yellow sand grains!

"It's too late to disarm and surrender now, now you offer your waist card, and I can consider giving you the whole corpse!" said the huge statue of the old man's phantom god.

"Hmph! Everything is transfiguration, since you can't do without aura, then you are also a cultivator, right?" Yang Yu said.

"Nonsense, my Shamen has been inherited for thousands of years, and I have a set of inherent supernatural powers, but now I have been stolen by the Xuantian Sect as the authentic Xuanmen Sect, and there are not a few Daomen disciples like you who have died in my hands!

"I'm not a Xuantian Sect, but you Shamen are not worthy of being called Xuantian Sect!" Yang Yu said, and slowly raised his head, a blue lightning flashed in his eyes!

And at this moment, the lightning **** came out, and in a flash, it got into the head of the idol!

"Ah——!h

Yang Yu was stunned, and found that he was still standing in the same place of the harem, and a black shadow in the distance was desperately running away, and the old man's ghost-like voice came out: "You are a demon, you are a demon!"

A hint of ferocity flashed in Yang Yu's eyes, and when he was about to raise his legs to chase, suddenly a group of people led the man who ran behind him shouted: "Private fighting is strictly forbidden in the Forbidden Palace, and violators will be beheaded immediately!"

Yang Yu turned his head and saw that it was Wang Chengzhi who had arrived with someone.