"This is the Nine Rings of the Golden Dao Gate's Sound Killing Array? With the sound of the iron ring, it is injected into the Xuan Qi, and the sound waves are stimulated by the impact of the iron ring and the blade! Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the sound killing array formed by the interweaving and combination of thousands of sound waves, he couldn't help but secretly praise, wearing a gray robe without wind, his dark eyes became brighter and brighter.

Sneer......

The huge cobwebs continued to push forward, and the thin wires composed of sounds on it left criss-crossing light white traces on the floor of the hall, and even the walls on the side could not escape, and the walls were densely packed with ravines.

"Damn, this group of disciples of the Golden Dao Gate is really a little too shameless, they actually used the Nine Ring Sound Killing Array, this is a big killing array of the Golden Dao Gate, this Golden Dao Gate is too deceitful, right?

The disciples of Yanxia Mountain Villa who were stopped by the elders saw the killing array formed by the sound waves in front of them, and their faces became ugly in an instant.

Li Ruonan on the side, her eyes narrowed slightly, her palm was molded on the double knife behind her, on the handle of the knife, just as she was about to make a move, she saw the disdainful sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth, her eyes turned slightly, and she moved her palm away from the double knife behind her.

This nine-ring sound killing array, under the deliberate control of the seven swordsmen of the Golden Sword Gate, suppressed the Quartet, and the invisible sound waves, contaminated with the slightest, seemed to be able to easily cut through the human body.

Chu Yang's face was calm, when the knife array arrived, he immersed himself to communicate with the earth's core fire stored in his body, and a cluster of bewitching flame marks faintly appeared on his forehead, and when the nine-ring sound killing array reached the top of his head, his left foot was a little, and his body suddenly spun into the air, and his hovering body rotated extremely fast like a spinning top.

When his figure rotated to a terrifying degree, with his body as the center, a violent tornado was condensed in an instant, the wind roared like a long dragon, and the most eye-catching thing was that the tornado was actually carrying a crimson flame all around it, and the flame contained an extremely terrifying temperature, like a furnace fire that melted iron and stone in the refining workshop.

The surging wind and the thousands of condensed sound waves collided together, and in an instant the sparks were everywhere, and the sound waves also made a whimpering hiss, and the scorching sound of the air flow and the scorching heat of the fire came and went, and after a while, everything dissolved between heaven and earth.

"This ...... That's it?"

Everyone was stunned, as if they couldn't accept the result of the original powerful blow, which was so easily disintegrated under the blow of the young man.

"Shouldn't it be a fierce fight, or a little whirlwind, and then the winner will be decided......? It's too fast, isn't it?!"

Li Yunxiao was stunned, and when he saw the sudden end of the battle, his whole jaw was about to fall.

"Xiao Yoko, what have you been through in the past two months, how did you become so powerful?"

Seeing that the young man instantly broke the nine-ring sound killing array of the Golden Dao Gate, Li Ruonan's surprised mouth was as stunned as if he could stuff an egg, and at this time she suddenly realized that although it was just two months, the young man in front of him had already been reborn, no longer the boy who had to be protected in everything before, and now he was so powerful that he could protect everything he wanted to protect.

Chu Yang glanced indifferently, and the Suzaku Wen who was lying on the ground not far away and wailing, shook his head, and suddenly his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a cold arc, and the man wearing a purple scarf he saw walked around behind him when he was not paying attention, and grabbed the scimitar that was inserted into the ground.

Looking at the scimitar that was close at hand, the light in his eyes became more and more vibrant, this is a spirit soldier! The saber that countless swordsmen have dreamed of, if he can take this knife back to the Golden Daomen, from now on he will leap the carp into the Dragon Gate, and his status in the Golden Daomen has reached an unparalleled level, even if he wins the title of an honorary elder, it is not impossible, thinking of this, Fang Shi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Bang ......" With a bang, his hand was on the top of the hilt, the smile on his face piled up, and the whole person's eyebrows danced with excitement.

Laugh at......

Slowly pulled out the scimitar that had sunk into the ground, and looked at the simple and jet-black blade, the wise eyes of the man wearing a purple square scarf suddenly fell on the three extremely cumbersome patterns on the scimitar knife, and grinned.

"What you said, the knife is here, whoever grabs it is whoever, and now this knife is grabbed by me, it's mine, right?" Fang Shi's face was slightly pale, obviously in the blow just now, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries, thinking of the terrifying power that Chu Yang had just revealed, he seemed to be a little afraid that Chu Yang would regret it, and asked a little worriedly.

"Well, yours ......"

Chu Yang's face looked at the man with the purple scarf in front of him a little strangely, shook his head and showed a bit of pity between his eyebrows, and couldn't help but sigh, "What an innocent child!"

"Hmmm......"

Fang Shi glanced at Chu Yang's slightly strange expression with some suspicion, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and the next moment he saw the scimitar he was holding in his hand, and suddenly the whole knife was covered with crimson flames.

A burning sensation spread from the right hand of the scimitar he was holding and instantly spread throughout his body, "Ah!" his facial features were a little twisted and he let out a cry of pain, and under the scorching red flames, the skin of his right palm cracked a little, and the flesh and bone stubble were exposed.

He was shocked and wanted to shake off the scimitar in his hand, but the knife seemed to be stuck to his palm, no matter how hard he tried, the scimitar was still clinging to his right hand, watching the red flames, like vines, slowly climbing along the palm of his right hand towards his arm and body, as if to expand the scope of the burning, his eyes revealed a trace of cruelty.

Gritting his teeth, a bright light flashed, he waved the nine-ring knife in his left hand, "poof......" sound, and cut off his right palm, and suddenly blood bubbled up, staining the ground red, Fang Shi was so painful that his face twitched uncontrollably, covering his broken right hand, and cold sweat the size of a soybean grain on his forehead fell.

"Why be so extreme? Actually, can you ask me for help with this little thing? You don't have to cut off one of your own hands, you are too cruel to yourself. Chu Yang glanced at the falling jet-black scimitar, shrugged his shoulders slightly lazily, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the harmless smile of the young man, everyone couldn't help but shudder in unison, as if they were shocked by the young man's ruthless methods that were obviously not suitable for his age, although they didn't know what the reason was, but almost everyone understood that the flame on the knife just now must be related to him.

Fang Shi stared at the mild-hearted young man in front of him with a resentful expression, and scolded viciously in his heart: "Damn, if you want to help, you would have helped, Lao Tzu cut off your hand and pretended to run to say that you can help?! Damn, aren't you typical of sprinkling salt on Lao Tzu's wound?"

Chu Yang toe upward, the scimitar fell into his hand, under Fang Shi's frightened gaze, he handed the scimitar over, chuckled and said, "Do you still want this knife?"

"Don't ...... Don't ...... anymore."

Fang Shi showed a smile that was uglier than crying, like a child who had made a mistake, shaking his head and rubbing his panicked ass against the ground and constantly retreating.

"What about you?

Chu Yang shifted his gaze and looked at the Suzaku Wen on the other side, bending over very kindly to show its scimitar, like a heartfelt courtier offering a treasure to his beloved king.

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

Witnessing Fang Shi's tragic scene, Zhu Que Wen and the others were already pale with fright, and seeing Chu Yang hand over the weird scimitar, they turned pale with fright, and their tones were faintly with a hint of crying.

"You guys, even if you are sick, give it to you, you don't want it, if you don't give it to you, you have to rob it, alas...... To put it bluntly, it's still too cheap in his bones!" A little speechless put the demon knife behind him, and under the frightened gaze of several people, a faint smile hung on the corner of Chu Yang's mouth.

His gaze squinted, and the disciples of Yanxia Mountain Villa around him, who had already looked at their stupid faces, groaned, pointed to their noses, and said with a slightly ridiculous chuckle: " In fact, the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect are not so unattainable, as long as we work hard to cultivate and want to defeat them, it is not difficult for us to defeat them, you look at me, I am an idiot, but I am an idiot, work hard enough, these disciples of the Golden Dao Sect, in my hands, are like local chickens and dogs, you are much smarter than me, if you work hard enough, I believe that one day, they will be like chickens and dogs in your hands. “

Looking at the thoughtful expressions of those disciples of Yanxia Villa, Chu Yang's voice changed, and he continued: "Others have always said that our Yanxia Villa is the last force, and the generation is declining from generation to generation, and others say more, so we believe it, so we began to give up on ourselves and became unconfident, in fact, what is the difference between us and other forces?" We are a little less confident, and a mouthful of enthusiasm, we are easier to progress than anyone else, because our starting point is low enough, when we stand at the trough, no matter which direction we work in is progress, in fact, we are only one step away from excellence. (To be continued.) )