When the word fell, Yan Lu was stunned for a moment, and then the uncontrollable gloomy color gradually climbed into her eyes.

Xiao Yang, let her go?

She heard you right, right?

"Say it again. Yan Lu's face was cold, with Yan Liang behind her back, no one had ever dared to talk to her like this, Xiao Yang, do you want to die.

Not bothering to pay attention to Yan Lu, Xiao Yang handed over all the Thunder Spirit Grass in his right hand to the old man, and immediately took the fragment of the Divine Tomb, threw it into the Void Boundary Stone at random, and turned away.

Yan Lu's hands were only wearing a black Divine Tomb Ring, and he was only a second-order Spirit Emperor, this kind of goods, Xiao Yang didn't even have the mood to care.

If it weren't for Yan Liang, it is estimated that Yan Lu would not dare to use that attitude to talk to him.

"Bastard!" Yan Lu was furious.

Xiao Yang would rather choose 200,000 fragments of the Divine Tomb than her 220,000.

It's a slap in the face!

"What did you just say. The figure suddenly froze, Xiao Yang slowly turned his head, and a slight chill flashed from his eyes.

The word mongrel is insulting, if it weren't for the deep hatred, how could anyone use such offensive words to call each other.

"I said you're a mongrel, what's the matter? Not only are you a mongrel, you don't know how to lift, the whole family is a mongrel!" Yan Lu sneered, and the flexible long whip with a sharp wind whipped towards Xiao Yang fiercely.

What Xiao Yang wore was a red stone god tomb ring.

And her brother Yan Liang was the strongest of all the holders of the Red Stone Divine Tomb Ring, and she believed that Xiao Yang would still dodge or run for his life as he did just now.

She wanted to humiliate Xiao Yang to get back a little face for herself.

"Smack!"

In Yan Lu's shocked gaze, Xiao Yang grabbed the long whip and let the former pull it hard, but the long whip did not move in the slightest.

"Let go!" Yan Lu scolded angrily.

"Smack!"

This time, it was a crisp slap sound, Xiao Yang's figure appeared in front of Yan Lu like lightning, and the raised palm fell a crimson palm print on the latter's still delicate cheek.

The long whip came out of his hand, and Yan Lu staggered back a few steps, his eyes were dull, his mind was roaring, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

Xiao Yang, hit her?

Moreover, it is still in full view!

"Wow!"

The white flames surged, burning the entire long whip, Xiao Yang's face was expressionless, and in his slightly held right hand, a sharp snow knife appeared out of thin air, and the cold light was cold.

"You're going to kill me?" Yan Lu looked terrified.

She finally understood that Xiao Yang was a madman, what if Yan Liang was behind her, even if the latter could rush over, she would be split in half.

"Ahem!"

Just as Xiao Yang stepped on the soles of his feet and was about to rush out, the old man's cough suddenly rang out, and a powerful coercion pressed his body, making him unable to move.

"Whoever kills in the ancient city pays for his life. ”

The one who spoke was the puppet old man, who sat cross-legged in place, his eyes were deep, and he had a majestic antiquity, I don't know how many years of accumulation had passed.

Hearing this, Xiao Yang frowned slightly, and the snow knife in his hand collapsed into snowflakes and scattered.

Although this old man is a puppet, his aura is stronger than that of the Spirit Emperor, and he is likely to have the combat power of the Spirit King, and it is obviously not worth paying the price of his life because of a Yan Lu.

Seeing this, some people are incredulous.

The last one who killed someone in the ancient city was directly photographed into a blood mist, and the old man didn't give any reminder at all, could it be that today, he suddenly changed his character?

Shouldn't it?

"Haha, mongrel, mongrel!" Yan Lu was overjoyed, and his words were extremely sarcastic: "I'll scold you, why don't you kill me, if you have the ability, do it, useless things, wretched!"

Hearing these vulgar words, many people didn't like it in their hearts, Yan Lu's quality was extremely bad, Xiao Yang didn't recruit her or provoke her, but he almost got whipped, and then, he relied on the ancient city to not be able to kill, and sarcastically mocked Xiao Yang like a clown jumping off the beam.

This kind of person in the outside world, if there is no protection from the strong, it is difficult to see the sun the next day.

"You're not angry, it's useless to be angry, haha! Yan Lu was still laughing wildly.

The brows furrowed slightly, and the old man's left hand, which had never been raised, suddenly raised in the air, and then slapped it suddenly.

"Bang!"

The invisible energy oppressed, the earth collapsed, and Yan Lu, who was located in it, was directly slapped into a puddle of flesh, and died a miserable death, and there seemed to be some kind of fear left on that broken face.

Suddenly, the entire ancient city was silent.

Everyone's eyes were stiff looking at the pit.

Yan Lu, dead?

Why?

She didn't violate the rules of the ancient city, huh?

"It's noisy. Slowly put down his palm, and the old man's voice without the slightest emotion resounded in everyone's ears: "Who dares to make noise in the ancient city in the future, this is a lesson from the past." ”

"Gollum!"

The sound of swallowing saliva rose one after another, and everyone nodded again and again, for fear that if the movement was slow, the old man would slap it down.

Probably even those of White Sorrow and Red Frost Moon, the holders of the Golden Stone Divine Tomb Ring, were only slapped to death with one palm in front of the old man.

"It's so strong. Xiao Yang's heart shook slightly.

This is the strongest puppet he has seen so far.

"This puppet old man, how can he actually have feelings?" Master Mo muttered secretly, and his voice did not let Xiao Yang hear: "No, those guys from Shenlingmen have long been out of the mainland, how can the puppets they left behind still change, before I lost consciousness, it wasn't like that." ”

Staring at the old man vigilantly, Xiao Yang kept retreating, and after making sure that it was safe, he stretched out the fire wings behind him, soared thousands of feet into the air, and swept towards Wushuang City.

"This kid, it's over. ”

Although Yan Lu said that he was to blame, but in the end, he died, and Yan Liang would definitely not let him go. ”

"That's the strongest of the holders of the Redstone Tomb Ring. ”

Everyone was full of pity for Xiao Yang, and they were also wearing the Red Stone Divine Tomb Ring, but there were also strong and weak, and some of the people present saw that Xiao Yang was only a fourth-order spirit hall.

Yan Liang, on the other hand, had just broken through to the Sixth-Order Spirit Emperor not long ago.

The two fought each other, and Xiao Yang probably had only a dead end.

The news of Yan Lu's obliteration quickly reached Yan Liang's ears like a storm, and he put down the Nanyin Bell in his hand, his eyes were cold.

"Although Yan Lu is arrogant and domineering, I can't get used to it, but she is my sister in the end, since she died because of you, then you should be ready to prepare for her funeral. ”

......

Stopping in front of Wushuang City, Xiao Yang retracted his fire wings and landed in front of the city gate.

To enter Wushuang City, each person needs to pay 100,000 fragments of the Divine Tomb, which is why there are so many people gathered in the ancient city, and many of the fragments of the Divine Tomb in the Void Boundary Stone are less than 100,000.

Looking up at the vast ancient city, Xiao Yang sighed with some emotion, in the end, it was the former site of the Shenling Gate, which was no less than ten small empires.

It is hard to imagine how prosperous the Shenling Gate was during its heyday.

(End of chapter)