On the premise of consuming natal essence blood, high-level monks can also challenge low-level monks. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 However, most of this kind of challenge is a deterrent effect, and with the blessing of the laws of heaven and earth, low-level monks can refuse to fight. As long as you admit defeat on the spot and show obedience, you don't have to fight to the death.

However, the cost of conceding defeat is significant. Due to the deterrent effect of natal essence blood, the side that admits defeat will have inner demons and leave a mental imprint forever. This kind of obstacle will forever imprison the cultivation of the side that admits defeat, although it can't be seen on the surface, but when there is silent meditation and level breakthrough, the inner demon will appear. The light ones will be stagnant, and the heavy ones will fall directly, and they may even abandon the dantian and completely become ordinary people.

Wang Yue's movements were extremely fast, he didn't give Yang Tianhong time to think at all, and directly launched a challenge with his natal essence blood.

This challenge is a normal contest between monks, regardless of secular rank. As long as both sides of the contest are monks, the common people can also challenge the first-class members of the dynasty.

God and the earth are fair. As long as you take out the most precious thing in your body as an offering, the laws of heaven and earth will give you a chance. Under this premise, there is no distinction between good and evil.

Yang Tianhong himself didn't expect that Wang Yue would actually consume his natal essence blood to launch a challenge.

This situation is really peculiar and extremely rare.

I believe many people have seen the fairy tale drama of Cinderella seducing the prince, ** The story of being bullied by Gao Shuai and rich, and then turning around and counterattacking, is also talked about by many people and is happy to see. On the other hand, I am afraid that no one has ever seen a billionaire in front of a thin beggar on the street, and he kept shouting: "Lao Tzu gives up everything, and he doesn't even want a rich life in the next life, Lao Tzu wants to kill you alive today." ”

Is it necessary for a billionaire to do this for a beggar?

The simplest and most direct way to solve the problem is, of course, to throw a lot of money out. Then a group of dogs rushed forward to vent their anger for the master.

The law of heaven and earth is a premise of "fairness". The starting point and foundation between a billionaire and a beggar are inherently different, and the former must pay a heavy enough price if he wants to clean up the latter. Money and power are all foreign things, and if you want to achieve your goal, either you will change your life limit, or you will have the good luck of investing in a rich family in your next life.

Once this challenge is launched. No one can refuse. Either fight or admit defeat in the most thorough way, leaving eternal demons in the body.

The natal essence blood scattered in the air has been absorbed by heaven and earth. Looking at Wang Yue, who was standing opposite with a meaty face, Yang Tianhong suppressed his anger and asked lightly, "Do I have a grudge against you?"

Although Wang Yue was smiling cruelly on his face, he faintly regretted it in his heart.

It's just too impulsive.

That's Lao Tzu's natal essence blood, it's natal essence blood!

People who are rude in appearance are also more impulsive. Wang Yue is the most striking example of this.

He, like Yang Kai, is a monk of Haotianmen.

The temptation of worldly opinions. It works for everyone. The same is true for monks. Wang Yue was originally sent to the prince's side by Haotianmen, at the request of the prince, to serve as a personal guard. However, Wang Yue is a man after all, and a man with normal physiological needs. Yang Kai is in the same division as him, and the relationship is naturally much closer. The friendship between the two men is actually normal, but Yang Kai was kept as a long-eared pet by the prince, and he saw too much of the bed between the prince and Yang Kai. Wang Yue gradually accepted the fact of Yang Kai's "woman" identity. Closeness, a change of philosophy, and a certain day of drinking too much. The two of them slept together inexplicably. Although he woke up the next day, Wang Yue jumped like thunder at Yang Kai, who was sleeping next to him naked, naked, and naked, and also beat Yang Kai hard. But subconsciously, he has regarded Yang Kai as his "woman".

Even if I don't like this guy anymore, I saw him being beaten, grabbed his neck and threw him outside, out of indignation. is the same door again, Wang Yue has to stand up for Yang Kai no matter what. Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that under the impulse, he took out a drop of natal essence blood in a daze and launched a top-to-bottom challenge to Yang Tianhong.

It's already done, what's the use of regretting?

Looking at Wang Yue and Yang Kai, Yang Tianhong suddenly felt an inexplicable disgust in his heart, as if he had been bitten by a fly. He immediately surged with a murderous intent, banishing this extremely disgusting feeling.

Although the relationship between these two people is not known, many things can be seen from the face of it.

What if Hua Jun is not there?

Since you challenge me, then Lao Tzu will take it and solve your **** in the name of justice.

"I can't see it, your taste is really heavy!"

After sneering at the last syllable of this sentence, Yang Tianhong immediately tightened his body, pulled out the saber on his waist in reverse with his right hand, and with the strength of his legs and feet, the whole person turned into a straight line and attacked Wang Yue who was standing opposite.

Although the times are different, there is no difference in language, and many things can be deduced by the brain.

Hardcore!

Wang Yue only felt that his face was hot, as if he had received an invisible slap, direct, fierce, without the slightest emotion, full of ridicule and ridicule. I don't know why, this strong man instinctively thinks of Yang Kai's white ass in his mind.

“****！”

The most direct way to vent anger is to turn words into action. Wang Gao picked up the iron rod that he had been holding in his hand, like a huge mountain rock falling from the sky, and smashed it towards the top of Yang Tianhong's head.

Not all monks like to use flying swords. When it comes to weapons, personal preferences differ. Wang Yue likes heavy weapons such as iron rods. Although there is no blade, a powerful stick will be smashed into a meatloaf alive.

Yang Tianhong leaned forward, and the steel knife in his hand had changed the direction of movement at some point, and he leaned upward, turning towards Wang Yue's abdomen. This change was simply unexpected, Wang Yue, whose body had dropped sharply, hurriedly stretched out an iron rod, supported the ground with the top, forcibly made a backward flip in the air, and quickly fell outside the hall.

The rain was getting heavier.

Yang Tianhong carried the knife diagonally and walked out.

Yang Tong and Yang Yuan had already controlled several other people. It was not a task to do this, and not everyone in the Prince's Mansion was a monk.

Wang Yue turned his face sideways, avoiding the rain and facing the whistling wind. He shouted fiercely, "You are not what I imagined. I take back the previous sentence, you are not a waste. ”

After a round of fighting, Wang Yue discovered that Yang Tianhong was definitely not the kind of fool who ate and waited for death. His strength may not be as good as his own, but his speed is definitely above his own. This situation was rare for a low-level Qi Refiner, and it also showed that he was indeed a very formidable opponent.

Even Wang Yue himself was surprised: the other party was just an ordinary Qi Refiner. Cultivation is only the fifth layer of qi refining, the fifth layer!

is such a guy, he actually forced Lao Tzu to retreat again and again with one knife.

There is no "if" in the world. Wang Yue didn't dare to imagine what would become of Yang Tianhong if he took Yang Tianhong's knife hard?

The monk is not Iron Man, and although the Dao magic can kill people and defeat the enemy, his body is still a piece of flesh. If the knife cuts up, the bones will break.

Next to him, Yang Kai had already stood up from the mud. He was very excited about Wang Yue's shot. kept shouting at this side: "Hack this bastard surnamed Yang to death, hack him to death, cut off his head." Brother Wang, everything in the future will be yours, let you do whatever you want!"

A wave of nausea rolled in Wang Yue's chest. He turned his head and roared at Yang Kai, who was jumping up and down: "You shut up Lao Tzu." Believe it or not, Lao Tzu cut off what you shouldn't have and let you be a real woman?"

Without waiting for Yang Kai to answer, Wang Yue had already picked up the iron rod again. With the power of cultivation, his legs suddenly kicked backwards towards the ground. It was like a train full of horsepower, slamming into Yang Tianhong.

Most of the warriors' moves are strange and unguardable. It is no wonder that ordinary martial artists walk the rivers and lakes, and their moves are all used to kill people and save their lives. Monks are born with an advantage in strength, which is enough to crush the warriors. Naturally, they will not bother to study the ruthless and changeable tricks. Wang Yue didn't feel strange about Yang Tianhong's subtle sword technique, he also believed that he was just negligent and despised his opponent just now, as long as he got serious, ten Yang Tianhong were not his opponents.

"Bell ————"

The blade collides with the iron rod. Makes a crisp metallic sound.

Without waiting for Wang Yue to turn the direction of the iron rod, Yang Tianhong's body suddenly circled in the air like a swimming fish. The knife in his right hand shifted to his left, and a rippled silver glow rose in the air. Wang Yue suddenly felt terrified, this kind of silver light must not be contaminated, all of it was the effect of the blade quickly slashing in the air. God knows what kind of level Yang Tianhong's knife control has reached? In just two seconds, he will slash at himself with as many as dozens of knives.

After all, Wang Yue is not a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, and he doesn't know that Gangjia Tyrant likes to eat raw buffalo meat. During the time when he served the steel armor on the Void Spirit Peak, Yang Tianhong benefited a lot, and from the simple way of dissecting live cattle, he realized the fast and agile method of cooking.

The blade slammed into the iron rod in a scalp-tinging "click" sound, like the sound of a hungry ghoul rubbing its teeth back and forth against a glass or hardstone slab in the darkest part of the night. It's scary, but there's no escape from it.

What a fast knife!

This is Wang Yue's most intuitive impression at the moment.

He felt like he had fallen into a trap full of swords and swords. Those rays of light were all physical objects, and they had a powerful foundation-building power, but they couldn't capture even the slightest trace of the opponent's blade. It's like a thick-skinned elephant bitten back and forth by a swarm of mosquitoes, and although it can't be fatal, the frustration and anger can't be vented at all, and you can't catch these damn opponents.

The tip of the knife kept slashing over Wang Yue's body, his clothes were broken, and Wang Yue himself didn't know how many knives he had hit. Each time, the wound was not big or deep, and a shallow wound oozing a little bit of blood. But being cut too much always gives people a headache and wants to kill.

"That's enough! Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!"

Wang Yue found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding from the beginning. He shouldn't be competing with Yang Tianhong for any hellish moves at all. I don't know anything about this, but I still keep in mind that my strength is far superior to that of my opponent, and I want to play with the other party...... As a result, it has become the embarrassing situation where I am being played by my opponent in turn.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get.

Suddenly, Wang Yue threw the steel rod heavily, his hands formed a magic seal in the air, and he suddenly shouted: "Haotian secret method, break it for me!"

An extremely powerful energy. It was immediately released from Wang Yue's hands, and with him as the core, a circle with a diameter of about three meters was formed. The pale red light curtain shrouded his entire person from head to toe, but because Wang Yue couldn't fly, a third of the light curtain was hidden underground.

"The secret of Haotian, the great mighty stick method. Thunderball!"

With a roar, Wang Yue's whole person's momentum increased sharply, and the incomparably violent energy gushed out from the ground, which was manipulated by him, and he waved the iron rod to draw a circular trajectory in the air, and smashed it towards the side of Yang Tianhong's head again.

This stick does live up to the name of Thunderball. The sticks cut through the air, creating a bang that was not just whistling air, but also a faint trail of lightning. The stick has just begun to be wielded. The rain falling from the sky was already affected, attracted by this powerful air current, and began to rotate in the direction of the sticks, forming a dense aerial flow of countless raindrops.

The distance between the two people was only five or six meters away, and the powerful mana that Wang Yue suddenly released completely filled the difference in force between him and Yang Tianhong. Not only that, but the effect of the Dao blessings of the foundation building monks is also quite obvious. This stick contains extremely powerful power. blocked the possibility of Yang Tianhong counterattacking or escaping from any angle. It's like when you're crossing a road that's more than ten meters long, and suddenly six heavy trucks rush out from the side. They're going wild and fast, and the only way you can survive is to run as fast as you can to get to the opposite sidewalk before these crazy trucks run you to death.

It is almost impossible for anyone to do this while being frightened. Otherwise. There wouldn't be so many traffic accidents in this world.

Yang Tianhong subconsciously put the steel knife in his hand across his chest, held the back of the knife tightly with both hands, and quickly recited the mantra of the third type of Earthquake in his mind, the meridians of his body had just gathered mana, and Wang Yue's steel rod had already smashed over. It collided violently with the sharp blade and made a loud "bell" sound.

Yang Tianhong felt that all the bones in his body were trembling. At this moment, he could determine Wang Yue's true strength. This person is a true foundation building ninth-level cultivator, and although he has not yet entered the Great Perfection stage, his strength is far above his own.

Even among the monks of the same rank, there is still a gap in strength. There are many factors that contribute to this outcome. Magic weapons, weapons, cultivation methods, etc., may cause two monks of the same level to have different levels of strength. If Shen Changyou, who was killed by Hua Jun before, belonged to the weaker existence among the foundation building monks, then Wang Yue, who was standing in front of Yang Tianhong at this moment, was undoubtedly the master among the foundation building monks.

"Poof————"

Yang Tianhong couldn't hold back any longer, and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of thick blood. His face turned pale for a while, and a violent flush swirled back and forth on both sides of his cheeks, and then quickly disappeared. The steel knife in his hand was smashed into it from the middle, and the entire blade turned into a strangely shaped "V". As for his chest, a shallow dent has already appeared. It can be seen that the sternum or collarbone has been broken, and I am afraid that the internal organs are also seriously damaged. With such a tragic injury, he simply couldn't last long.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Tianhong immediately turned around and began to run at full speed in the direction of the secret room.

Wang Yue smiled evilly, his eyes stared at Yang Tianhong's back, and a thunderous roar came out of his mouth.

"Boy, where can you go? acquaintances, honestly tell my uncle to stay there and don't move. For the sake of everyone being a cultivator, uncle, I can leave you a whole corpse. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will break you into pieces!"

Wang Yue hadn't read many books, but he liked it very much, and he was most familiar with the term "broken corpses".

Language cultivation and personal preferences are related to origin. Before Wang Yue entered Haotianmen, he was a butcher who killed pigs and sold meat in the market. He has always felt that tying up a living person, cutting the throat and bleeding like a fat pig, and then skinning, deboning, fleshing and dividing the corpse is actually the best and most hateful way.

Yang Kai stood up from the mud, although his legs were still trembling, and his white and delicate face was stained with too much dirty mud, but when he saw Yang Tianhong who was fleeing in the wilderness, he also felt extremely excited, and the idea of rushing up and pulling out a knife to kill someone was uncontrollable in his mind. It's just that with the extremely strong Wang Yue present, this kind of thing can't be his turn.

Even if you can't solve the hatred yourself, then it's always okay to stand by and shout a few slogans, right?

"Kill that damn guy!"

"Chop off his head, chop up his body and feed it to the dogs!"

"Senior Brother Wang, don't show mercy to your subordinates, you have already consumed your natal essence blood to challenge him, you must crush him to ashes and crush him alive into powder. ”

That's how weird things are in the world. There is no deep hatred between Yang Kai and Yang Tianhong for killing his father and wife, but he just wants to treat Yang Tianhong as an opponent who must be killed in this life. If you want to blame him, blame him for being so much better than me. Why is Yang Tianhong already a military attache of the imperial court at a young age, and he is also a highly valued disciple of the Guiyuan Sect. And I'm ...... It's just the rabbit master in the prince's mansion, a waste that may be discarded as garbage by the sect at any time.

"Shut up Lao Tzu! He is my prey, mine!"

Wang Yue was also very unhappy about Yang Kai's chattering and shouting.

He didn't take Yang Tianhong in his eyes at first, and suffered a lot of big losses. The wounds on his body were small, but they were bleeding constantly. In this case, the use of spiritual energy in the body will only cause the blood flow to increase and lose more physical energy and energy. Fortunately, the development of events was the same as he expected, and Yang Tianhong was not an opponent at all in the case of his full mobilization. With the blow just now, Yang Tianhong's counterforce was also strong, and while Wang Yue hit his opponent hard, he was also under strong pressure. Now, there was a slight tingling pain in the hands holding the iron rod from time to time, and the nerve veins were also twitching violently, and it took several seconds before they gradually recovered. (To be continued.) )