The Holy Emperor - Lu Ye was reborn, with his original name and his appearance when he was young.

At the end of the god era, the spirit tide receded, except for the gods who can travel to the outer land, all demons and monsters will die, and the things of the Holy Spirit will become legends, and Lu Ye himself will not be spared, and the world will be controlled by mortals.

As long as you step into the divine realm, you can rush through the Nine Heavens and become a god of the outer lands, and you don't have to wait for death in the era when your spiritual energy is exhausted.

The ninth order of the Holy Realm, Lu Ye, who was only one step away from stepping into the Divine Realm, in order to gain a thousand years of cultivation time, through the magic technique of the six reincarnations, perhaps returned to his previous life?

Lu Ye couldn't be sure, because he was three thousand years old, and he might not be able to say that he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

At this time, pain is the only thing Lu Ye can feel at the moment.

Because, at this moment, he is kneeling in front of everyone, bearing the whipping.

"Lu Ye, did you hear me?!"

With a cry and a shout, the long whip was whipped.

With a piercing pain to the bone, Lu Ye opened his eyes suddenly.

At this moment, he had no spiritual power!

Kneeling on the ground, in front of him was a young man with a long whip in his hand.

In addition to the young people, there were also a group of low-level onlookers and disciples, and there were very low-grade spiritual weapons on the side of the courtyard wall.

- Sure enough, he was reborn.

What, then, has you committed to be scourged?

Seeing that Lu Ye didn't answer, the young man waved his long whip again: "Lu Ye, you are an outer disciple who secretly learns the martial arts of the inner door, don't you want to admit it?"

"Stealing the inner door martial arts?"

- Brush.

Before Lu Ye could think about it, the whip was whipped on the body of this delicate young man, and the whip that resounded through the courtyard was really distressing, but no one stepped forward to stop it, and those present had no sympathy at all, some just hatred.

This is the Lingyun Sect, a small sect in Jinyang City.

This young man is Yang Dong, the senior brother of the Lingyun Sect, except for Shizun, he is the biggest power holder of the gang, and at this moment he is punishing Lu Ye for violating the gang rules.

However, no matter how hard he tried, Lu Ye was silent, his eyes were dull, he could feel the pain, but he didn't make the posture of submission that the pain should have, although there were already several red marks on his arms.

Lu Ye didn't know how to answer.

"Lu Ye, if you don't open your mouth again, I will whip you a hundred times and expel you from the division!"

Yang Dong shook again, and pulled down hard, the corners of his mouth smiled, and there was joy in his heart, for the climax point, it was almost bloody.

- "Stop fighting, stop fighting. ”

When Yang Dong was about to do it again, a petite white-robed and blue-eyed girl rushed out from among the disciples, and her two short hands stretched out as best they could, blocking in front of Lu Ye.

For a while, all the disciples hurriedly persuaded him.

"Xiao Min'er, what are you doing?"

"yes, go away, he's a sinner. ”

"Don't help this useless thing. ”

Under all kinds of persuasion, the little girl still had no intention of getting out of the way.

At the age of fourteen, she was the only woman in the sect, her name was Le Min, she was good-looking, and she was fostered by her parents in the Lingyun faction when she was a child.

"Hear it, hear it, Lu Ye, you're a sinner, a useless dog. Yang Dong licked his lips, "Also, you girl, go away for me." ”

"Please, brother, stop beating him. Yuemin pleaded repeatedly.

Lu Ye didn't have much affection for this little girl named Le Min, but he remembered that he had helped her a lot in his eighteen years of trance life.

Before awakening his memory, Lu Yeke lived like a fool and accepted it, and after his memory awakened, he almost forgot who he had done and what he had done.

"Do you want to help him intercede? Be an accomplice? Have you forgotten the kindness of the sect to you?" Yang Dong gritted his teeth and raised his whip, "Okay, I beat you today!"

- Brush.

With a whip down, the girl covered her cheeks in tears.

The disciples, they couldn't believe that the senior brother would do something to a little girl.

But no one stepped forward to stop it.

Because, if you disobey the elder brother, you will be kicked out of the sect.

There were not many gangs outside Jinyang City that would take in this group of disciples with low talent and cultivation.

“...... Slowly. Lu Ye dragged his whip wound and got up.

"What's wrong?" Yang Dong looked disdainful.

"The disciple has the courage to fight against the senior brother, I don't know what the senior brother wants?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood Lu Ye's intentions, no matter which sect he was in, he would fight with each other, it would prove that he was dissatisfied with the other party, his strength was respected, and whoever was strong was justified.

Lu Ye really couldn't bear to see this watery girl hurt in the slightest.

"Okay. Yang Dong agreed, if he didn't even dare to agree to the mediocre disciple's request for martial arts, he would definitely lose face in front of everyone.

Lu Ye endured the whip pain, clasped his fists with both hands and said, "But disciple, please Senior Brother can agree to a request." ”

"What else can you ask for such a little disciple?" Yang Dong shook his sleeves, "Say it." ”

"During the competition, neither I nor Senior Brother are allowed to use spiritual power......"

Lu Ye's words were flat, but Yang Dong saw that it seemed that Lu Ye had full confidence.

"Haha!!"

Hearing only a wild laugh, Lu Ye's words were masked.

"I don't need spiritual power, I can beat you down without spiritual power, do you really think that my senior brother is so easy to become?"

Yang Dong thought in his heart, he hadn't moved his muscles and bones for a long time recently, and he was practicing with this kid, and by the way, he was not the one who was beaten in the end.

Then, everyone got out of the way, and Lu Ye and Yang Dong opened a distance.

In the middle of them is a green tree.

After the leaves fell to the ground in the trees, the two set off.

- Whoosh!

Lu Ye was the first to punch.

Yang Dong's movements were one step slower, and it was this step that made Lu Ye immediately see the flaw.

In Yang Dong's abdomen, that was the key point.

Grasping the hard fist, Lu Ye hit the wind.

- Bump!

Hit.

Just one move hit Yang Dong's vital point, and Yang Dong didn't have time to dodge, and his fist also fell into the air.

Yang Dong saw that the situation was not good, and when Lu Ye's other punch was about to attack again, he hurriedly closed his fist and retreated.

At this time, not only the disciples, but even Yang Dong was surprised.

He licked his dry lips and thought to himself: How could Lu Ye have such a strong reaction? Obviously, he didn't even have much cultivation.

Although he has no spiritual power, Lu Ye has not practiced in vain for thousands of years, he is a martial arts martial emperor, and he has learned nearly a thousand kinds of martial arts paths, but this punch is not learned in the previous life.

The surprise of the disciples came not only from Yang Dong being hit, but also from this punch.

Because, this is the inner martial art of the Lingyun Sect - Lixiang Fist.

Lu Ye actually learned a fourth-class martial art, you must know that this standing phase fist, even the senior brother has not learned it.

It's a pity that he didn't use spiritual power, so he couldn't make Yang Dong feel painful.

"Pain?"

Yang Dong, whose face was distorted, slipped out of his mouth with such a word, and he actually felt a slight pain.

Although it is not a pain to the bone, how can a person with the second greatest authority in the sect feel pain in front of ordinary disciples, and how can he allow ordinary disciples to show their talents in front of him?

He gritted his teeth secretly, the green tendons on his face exploded, and the murderous aura arose involuntarily.

The young disciple in front of him was already the target of his torture.

Lu Ye could naturally feel Yang Dong's anger and was prepared.

Yang Dong took a step back to do a good job of accumulating strength, and after taking a deep breath, he pulled his legs and ran forward, using his martial arts.

Everyone was not surprised at this time, because this was only the fifth-level martial art of the inner gate-"Collapse Fist." ”

Everything was expected by Lu Ye.

Yang Dong and Lu Ye, the two fists intersected, and in an instant, Yang Dong's fists were rising with light blue.

This is spiritual power......