Chapter 845: Why do I, Yang Jiuxuan, have to explain to them?
Chapter 845: Why do I, Yang Jiuxuan, have to explain to them?
"Not good!"
Jun Moxiao, Mei Sihan, and Yuan Ziling and others in the stands all exclaimed.
Who would have thought that Qiu Ren, the third elder of the Sword Sect, would make a move on Yang Yifeng?
This is the sword king at the peak of the Mahayana realm, and he is the top master of the entire Middle God Domain, as soon as the sword comes out, Yang Yifeng is shrouded and imprisoned by the sword intent that dominates the world, and the bright and terrifying sword light is even faster to the extreme.
Not to mention Jun Moxiao and the others, even the kendo powers on the rostrum were all wide-eyed, secretly saying that Yang Jiuxuan was going to die at Qiu Ren's hands, not to mention that they didn't mean to save each other, even if they did, it was too late.
"Presumptuous!"
Seeing that Yang Yifeng was about to be annihilated by Qiu Ren's sword light, an old man's angry shout suddenly came out, and immediately, with a bang, a sword light turned out to be the last to come first, without much powerful breath, but it instantly dissolved Qiu Ren's sword light into invisibility.
"I want you dead!"
Qiu Ren was stunned for a moment, but then instead of stopping, the sword light erupted more frantic and faster, as if he was crazy, desperate to cut Yang Yifeng under the sword.
Swish!
It's just that a figure is faster, and everyone only feels that there is a flower in front of them, and the not tall figure of Dugu Old Ancestor is like a majestic mountain, proudly blocking Yang Yifeng.
"Qiu Ren, what kind of system have you become as an elder of the Sword Sect?"
Dugu Old Ancestor said sharply.
"Ancestor, don't stop me! I'm going to kill him and avenge my disciples!"
"A fair duel, life and death are at your own risk, not to mention that they have agreed on a battle of life and death, what revenge do you have?
"Ancestor, do you also believe that this kid is a fair duel? He has a primordial god at the peak of the Mahayana realm, and there is definitely more than one, this point has long been clear, at this moment, he must have a primordial god who can control the demonic qi to help him, otherwise, with his small early stage of the merge realm, how can he control the demonic qi? How can he have such a strength against the sky? This is cheating, lose the face of our Sword Sect! Ancestor, don't stop me, I will kill him with my own hands, avenge the disciples, and do the right thing for the heavens!"
What the?
Not to mention Dugu Old Ancestor, even the Sword Sect Sect Master and all the kendo bosses on the rostrum were all shocked by Qiu Ren's words.
Dugu Old Ancestor just frowned, and turned to look at Yang Yifeng with an inquiring gaze.
And the others suddenly enlightened, so it is! No wonder this kid is so rebellious, it turns out to be a puppet of the powerful primordial gods?
Why didn't they think about it before? they naively thought that there was really such an amazing demon sword path Tianjiao!
That swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and sword dao realm that is close to the Dao, how can a kid who has just been promoted to the early stage of the merger realm be able to achieve?
"Shameless!"
"The dignified Sword Sect, the world's first kendo holy land, hehe, one relies on the demon to improve the combat power, and the other relies on the powerful Yuan God to control, it is really admirable!"
"Well deserved!"
"yes, I really didn't expect it......"
"Hmph, Brother Dugu, your Sword Sect is really inferior to one generation after another. Do you need to continue the battle over the sword pool? My apprentice is the most suitable person!"
The Six-Vein Sword King also stepped into the ring, looked at Yang Yifeng and Qiu Ren with disdain and said.
"Brother Duan's words are wrong, my disciple may not necessarily lose to your disciple. ”
Aowei's master smiled slightly and said, "If this Yang Jiuxuan is determined to be not his own strength, he can be disqualified, and the rest will continue to compete." ”
"Yes, let's determine his problem first, the old man is good at spiritualism, I'll come!"
An old kendo man said with a cold gaze.
"Jiuxuan, what Qiu Ren said is true?"
Dugu Old Ancestor stood proudly, ignoring anyone's words, just staring at Yang Yifeng's eyes and asking.
At this moment, all eyes fell on Yang Yifeng's face.
Junyi's face is still calm and calm.
It didn't seem to have any anger at all because of Qiu Ren's words or everyone's disdainful accusations, or even the soul searching technique, but in the depths of his eyes was a cold killing intent shining with Senhan.
"Really, what's the fake?"
"Really, I'll help you destroy the Yuan Shen who controls you and send you into the sword pool. False, whoever frames you, I will kill him for you. Okay?"
Dugu Old Ancestor stared at Yang Yifeng's eyes, although Yang Yifeng did not have any expression, but he seemed to sense Yang Yifeng's state of mind, Yang Yifeng at this moment, like the kind of lonely wolf king who was bitten and bruised all over his body, with a deep and cold killing intention!
What kind of state of mind is that?
Others may not be able to understand it, but Dugu Ancestor can understand it, just like him back then, one person and one sword fight the world, the loneliness of the world's enemies!
So
He knew he was asking the wrong thing.
So
When Yang Yifeng asked what was true or false, he paid for his words for the first time, saying domineering and powerful words that he hadn't said for many years!
Dugu at this moment, in the faint voice, the blooming contempt and domineering are the Dugu who swept the world with a sword!
As soon as these words came out, Duan Yu, the six-vein sword king, and other kendo bosses, were all shocked by an invisible sword momentum that made them chill!
Everyone was surprisingly quiet at this moment, dead silence, even their breathing and heartbeat were blocked!
"It's good to have the words of the ancestor. ”
Yang Yifeng took a deep look at Dugu Ancestor, and then said, "However, you don't need Ancestor to make a move, just look at it." ”
The calm voice contained extreme rebelliousness and coldness.
His gaze slowly looked at a group of kendo bosses, and finally landed on Qiu Ren:
"I have the second primordial god at the peak of the Mahayana realm. Come, avenge your apprentice, kill me!"
Swish!
Yang Yifeng directly sacrificed the psychic purple bamboo sword, slowly raised the sword, and pointed at the third elder Qiu Ren.
There really is!
Really?
Yang Yifeng's words made everyone frown, although the vast majority of people believed that Yang Yifeng must have it after Qiu Ren said it, but at this moment, Dugu Ancestor obviously wanted to stand up for him, and everyone originally dared to shout in front of Dugu Ancestor, things have evolved to such a point, they all think that Dugu Ancestor Shouyuan is in deficit, and his cultivation has already reached his limit, and now he must be stronger than them to dare to be so "presumptuous", but the aura exuded by Dugu Ancestor just now directly made them almost scared......
The legend of killing the immortals is probably not a legend!
Even if Duan Yu saw that Dugu Ancestor was injured at the moment, he clearly felt that at that moment, he was like an ant!
That's emaciated camels, wounded tigers!
But Yang Yifeng directly admitted that he had a powerful primordial god in his body, and he also refused Dugu Ancestor to be the master for him!
"Senior brother, you didn't!"
Swish!
Suddenly, a strange figure appeared in the ring out of thin air, as if a little starlight converged.
"Senior sister?"
Yang Yifeng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Ye Zhiyang to suddenly appear at this moment, and he didn't expect that Ye Zhiyang's eyes were full of tears, what was the situation?
"Senior brother, you have the Yuan Shen of Duan Tianya, but you are useless, and he has no control over you, why don't you explain?
Ye Zhiyang grabbed Yang Yifeng's arm and asked.
"Why do I, Yang Jiuxuan, have to explain to them?"
Yang Yifeng said.
"But I don't want you to be misunderstood......"
Ye Zhiyang said.
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