A day later, at the entrance of the Celestial Clan.

Looking at the Tianmen in the distance, the corners of Yang Ye's mouth lifted slightly, "Zi'er, wait for me!"

When the words fell, Yang Ye was about to enter it, and at this moment, he seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head, not far away, a middle-aged man was slowly walking towards him.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a plain robe, and in his hand was a black spear.

The peak powerhouse of the Dao realm!

The middle-aged man glanced at the Heavenly Gate in the distance, and then looked at Yang Ye, "Want to escape to the Heavenly Clan?"

Yang Ye groaned slightly, and then said, "Something?"

The middle-aged man chuckled, "I want to find you to use it as a head, don't you mind?"

Yang Ye pointed to his head, "Take it yourself?"

The middle-aged man's smile gradually turned cold, "This is coming!" As the words fell, the spear in his hand suddenly shot out.

And at this time, Yang Ye's sword suddenly stabbed out.

Sword tip to gun tip.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze.

At this moment, the two of them spun around at the same time.

Boom!

The two of them each retreated a thousand feet backwards, and as soon as they stopped, the space behind the two of them directly cracked into a spider web!

The middle-aged man looked at his hand, and at this moment, there were already many blood marks on his arm, which was injured by the sword qi just now.

There was a solemn look in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he looked up at Yang Ye in the distance, "You are much stronger than I thought, no wonder Renjun would pay such a big price to want you, it turns out that you are worth that price!"

Yang Ye didn't say yes, his eyes slowly closed, his right hand was spread flat, and in his palm, a sword rotated at high speed.

In an instant, an invisible fierce aura pointed directly at the middle-aged man!

Oppress!

At this moment, the middle-aged man felt a strong sense of oppression. Don't dare to be careless, the Xuan Qi in his body surged wildly, and soon, in the sky above the middle-aged man's head, dark clouds were thick, and among them, lightning flashed from time to time.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised the spear, and in an instant, in the dark cloud above his head, a bolt of lightning shot out and landed directly on the spear in the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man's eyes slowly closed, and on the spear in his hand, thunder and lightning were slightning. After a breath, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and then held the spear in his hand and threw it at Yang Ye is in the distance, "Thunder Dragon Thorn!"

The sound fell, and a spear mixed with thunder and lightning shot towards Yang Ye, and where it passed, lightning flashed and thundered, and the space was directly shattered into a space black hole, which was terrifying!

In the distance, the sword in Yang Ye's hand suddenly disappeared.

At the moment when Yang Yejian disappeared, the middle-aged man's thunderbolt spear suddenly stopped in the air, because above the tip of the spear, it was pressed against the tip of a sword. There was silence for a moment, and suddenly, the sword spun.

Airplanes!

With the sound of a sword, the spear suddenly cracked, and in an instant, a sword light flashed in the field.

In the distance, the middle-aged man's heart was horrified, and his figure forcibly flashed, but one of his arms did not follow his body away.

A hundred feet away, the middle-aged man stopped, and at this moment, at his right shoulder, blood was dripping!

And at the moment when the middle-aged man just stopped, in the palm of Yang Ye in the distance, a sword began to spin again. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face was as dead as ashes. The next moment, a sword appeared behind the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Ye, "I lost to your sword, not you!"

Fall.

Laugh at!

A stream of blood shot out from between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and in an instant, the middle-aged man's entire head exploded directly.

Yang Ye appeared behind the middle-aged man, stretched out his hand, and the sword head returned to his hand. Looking at the sword in front of him, Yang Ye chuckled and said, "If a person is not strong, what is the use of a sword when it is strong?"

After speaking, Yang Ye looked at the Heavenly Gate in the distance, and was about to enter it, and at this moment, in the distant sky, the space suddenly trembled, and soon, several figures flashed out of it.

What came out was a tall middle-aged man, an old man, and a woman in a long dress.

Of these three people, two of them Yang Ye knew. It was the demon lion who chased him before he went to the death realm, and the charming woman of the demon clan. As for the old man, he was also chasing him at the beginning, but he didn't know the other party.

"Yang Ye, it's been a long time!" the mad lion said lightly.

Yang Ye glanced at the three of them, "What, the demon clan, the demon clan, and what kind of clan is this, you still want to kill me and take the sword?"

"Can't you?" said the mad lion.

Yang Ye chuckled, laughed for a moment, and he looked at the mad lion, "Are you stupid?"

Hearing this, the mad lion's expression immediately became gloomy, and he was about to speak, but at this time, Yang Ye took the lead and said: "If you don't understand the situation, dare to come to me, I am worried about your IQ!"

As the words fell, the sword in Yang Ye's hand suddenly disappeared, and a sword light flashed in the field. In the distance, the mad lion's body stiffened.

On the side, the old man and the woman turned their heads sharply to look at the mad lion, only to see that the mad lion's body was stiff, his eyes were wide open, and behind his head, a sword was suspended.

"You ......" the mad lion stared at Yang Ye, "how can it be ......"

Laugh at!

A crack suddenly opened in the lion's neck, and in an instant, its head fell directly from its neck.

Blood is like a pillar!

On the side, the old man and the woman were stunned.

Soon, the woman came back to her senses, and she turned to look at Yang Ye, "Your Excellency, my demon clan will not make a move against you, please ...... Your Excellency."

"It's late!"

Yang Ye's voice fell, and the sword in his hand suddenly disappeared. Seeing this scene, the woman's face changed drastically, and her palms slammed forward.

Boom!

As two explosions sounded, the sword light disappeared. However, Yang Ye appeared behind the woman without warning.

Sword Harvest!

Laugh at!

The woman's round-eyed head flew straight out.

Yang Ye turned his head to look at the old man not far away, the old man did not escape, but said: "I didn't expect that going to the Death Realm will make you grow to such a point, my Wing Clan made the wrong move this time!"

When the words fell, the old man was about to make a move, ready to fight to the death. And at this moment, Yang Ye suddenly said, "Are you from the Wing Clan?"

The old man said, "What?"

Yang Ye groaned slightly, and then said, "Take me to the Wing Clan." "He hasn't forgotten what he promised the mysterious man in the death world, and since he has accepted the benefits of the other party, he naturally wants to do what he promised the other party!

Hearing this, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Ye didn't talk nonsense, and directly sacrificed the pair of divine wings, and when he saw this pair of divine wings, the old man was directly stunned. It took him a while before he came to his senses, "You, it, how could it be on you!"

Yang Ye said: "Who do you think it should be?"

"Of course it's the Ancestor!" the old man blurted out.

Yang Ye said: "Take me to see your Wing Clan Patriarch, I don't want to say it a second time, and I don't want to continue to waste time here, understand?"

The old man hesitated, and then said, "Please come with me!"

A day later, Yang Ye followed the old man to the Wing Clan, Yang Ye learned from the old man's mouth that the current situation of the Wing Clan is not so good, first of all, in terms of recognition, the Wing Clan adds up to only one million, this number can be said to be less than the human race and the demon race, it can be said that it is pitiful!

Secondly, the territory of the Wing Clan is also extremely remote, and the aura is completely incomparable with the human race and the demon race.

The reason why I want to grab the sword is also to play a game, this sword, the Wing Clan does not use it, but it has many uses, such as making friends with the Terran and the Celestial Clan......

Yang Ye followed the old man to a dark hall, and the old man stopped, "Please wait!"

As the words fell, he walked into the main hall.

Yang Ye glanced around, and all around, there were several powerful and obscure divine senses sweeping over him!

After a while, the old man walked out, and then said, "The patriarch is invited!"

Yang Ye nodded slightly and walked into the main hall. In the main hall, there were three old men in black robes, and in the first place, there was a middle-aged man in a golden robe.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Ye, "You have such strength at a young age, among the human race, except for that king, you may be the strongest." ”

Yang Ye glanced at the three old men, and then looked at the middle-aged man, "This time I came to the Wing Clan, I was dragged by someone to send something to the Wing Clan!"

As soon as he flicked his fingers, the ring given to him by the mysterious man suddenly flew in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glanced at the ring, and his face instantly became solemn. The three old men beside him glanced at each other, and then their divine sense swept over the ring, and soon, the three old men were as solemn as the middle-aged man.

In this ring, there are many lost exercises and mystical skills of the Wing Clan, all of which are at the saint level, and some are even above the saint level!

After a long time, the middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye, "Who gave this to Your Excellency!"

Yang Ye shook his head, "I don't know his identity either, since the things have arrived in your hands, my task is also completed." Farewell!" As he spoke, Yang Ye turned around and left, as if he had thought of something, he stopped again, and then said, "Everyone, that sword is in my hand, don't come to trouble me with the Wing Clan." ”

After speaking, Yang Ye turned around and left.

And at this moment, an old man next to the middle-aged man suddenly said, "Slow!"

Yang Ye stopped and turned to look at the old man, "No need to thank you, the other party has already paid me!"

The old man stared at Yang Ye deadly, "Have you seen the things in this ring?"

Yang Ye shook his head, "No!"

"I don't believe it!" said the old man.

Hearing this, Yang Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed.

At this time, the old man looked at the middle-aged man on the side, "Patriarch, in this ring, there are all kinds of magical powers of my Wing Clan, which must not be leaked out, and I ask the patriarch to order this person to be killed!"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, a little hesitant.

"I'm so angry!"

At this time, below the hall, Yang Ye suddenly pulled out his sword, "Lao Tzu rarely does a good deed, in exchange for this kind of result, it seems that Lao Tzu is still not suitable for being a good person!"

After the words fell, Yang Ye walked towards the middle-aged man and the others with his sword!

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