Seeing that someone was fleeing, the people of the Witch God Sect no longer spared their hands, and they shot ruthlessly, killing several Qingcheng disciples and Gu Clan people immediately.

As long as their corpses are kept intact, it is not that they cannot be refined into corpse slaves, but the grade will be inferior.

For example, these famous disciples, if they are alive, they can at least be refined into bronze corpses, but if they die, they can only be refined into the most ordinary corpse slaves.

Still, they couldn't let the group escape.

Seeing that the Qingcheng disciples who were left behind died one after another in the hands of the Witch God Sect, finally, a death scythe began to kill towards Zi Ning Yan.

Sensing the killing intent behind her, Zi Ningyan felt a chill all over her body, and the situation of the former wolf and the rear tiger made it impossible for her to dodge at all.

Just as the scimitar glowing with cold light was about to fall, a figure appeared in front of the witch god disciple as if out of thin air, and two slender fingers clamped the blade he was about to fall, not moving.

"Look for death!"

A cold voice sounded, like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Hidden Underworld, making people feel cold all over the body.

Before the witch god cultist could draw his knife, the man broke his steel knife with the force of two fingers, and immediately struck him on the chest with a palm, and the back visible to the naked eye protruded outward, and the internal organs were directly shattered under this palm, and he could no longer die.

Just as Zi Ningyan wondered what was happening behind her, a strong wind swept past her ears and killed the witch god cultist in front of her, the broken blade went straight through his heart, and the movement of raising the knife made the whole person fall on his back.

"Who's ......"

"Smoke!"

A voice full of lovesickness sounded behind her, directly interrupting her words.

Zi Ningyan's delicate body trembled, and the whole person was stunned in place, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten: "Yang Yan, is it you?" ”

Hearing this strange and familiar title, Yang Ling couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his tone gradually softened: "It's me!" ”

Zi Ningyan threw herself behind her and threw herself into Yang Ling's arms, although she didn't look at the other party's appearance, she also knew that this was the person she was thinking about, thinking about it for a year, it was like not seeing each other for a hundred years, how could the attachment in her heart be clear in one word, she had a thousand words to talk to the other party, but when the other party appeared in front of her, it was difficult for her to speak, she just wanted to throw herself into his arms and never be separated from him again.

Yang Ling hugged Zi Ningyan, the apprehension in his heart disappeared at this moment, even if he didn't use words, he could feel the strong affection of the other party, there were no words at the moment, but it was worth a thousand words.

Just as the two were embracing each other, the Emei disciples, Wen Qing and the others also arrived, and when they saw that the Qingcheng sect disciples were being slaughtered, they hurriedly stepped forward to support, and they all deliberately ignored the two people in the field.

Wen Qing just glanced at it, then calmly retracted his gaze, and felt happy for his uncle in his heart, the so-called lovers will eventually become married, which should be the greatest blessing in the world.

With the help of Zhou Yun and the others, the group of people from the Witch God Sect was nothing, and most of them were killed in an instant.

I wanted to warm up for a while, but suddenly the white dragon jumped out and forcibly separated the two with his head, as if asking them to hug it too.

Zi Ningyan's eyes were a little resentful, secretly blaming this little guy for being ignorant.

However, after a long absence, she also missed the white dragon very much, and gently stroked its neck with her hand, and the latter narrowed his eyes with great enjoyment.

Yang Ling smiled and was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed something, his eyes were a little sharp, and he looked into the distance.

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Soon, everyone else noticed it.

The Witch God Cultists, who had been devastated and killed to less than ten people, immediately gathered together and retreated into the distance.

Zhou Yun and the others also covered the remaining Qingcheng Sect disciples and took a few steps back, and the two groups of people pulled away the distance.

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, two black shadows were thrown from a distance, slamming into the ground, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Senior brother, second senior brother!"

When the disciples of the Qingcheng faction saw the comers, they hurriedly helped them up and shouted with grief on their faces.

Yang Ling frowned and took a few steps forward.

Zi Ningyan couldn't help but hold him.

Yang Ling smiled back: "Don't worry, I'm here!" ”

"Good!"

Infected by his eyes, Zi Ningyan slowly let go of the hand that was pulling him, but his gaze did not take half a minute off him.

At this time, a figure walked out from the depths of the jungle, it was You Ze, who had chased and killed Liang Jianming and Jia Shikun before.

"Huh? How many more people are there? ”

Yu Ze said with a look of surprise.

"Deputy Sect Master, these people's martial arts are very strong, and the brothers have all been killed!"

One of the disciples stepped forward, his heart palpitating.

You Ze's gaze swept over several people, and finally froze on Wen Qing: "Boy, you are the one who calls the shots among these people, right?" ”

He saw that among this group of people, only Wen Qing's aura was stronger, and with a hint of fierceness, even he had some heart palpitations.

Wen Qing raised his eyebrows, and secretly said that this old guy wouldn't have bad eyes!

However, looking at his cloudy eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly, so he said: "The old thing has eyes and no beads, so don't report it quickly!" ”

You Ze frowned, opened his mouth, and was about to report his name, but when he thought about it, even if he reported it, no one had heard of it, but he had no momentum, and he had already said it once today, if he reported it again in front of these people, wouldn't it seem cheap?

After thinking about it, he looked at the disciple who had reported to him at the right time, and his eyes motioned for him to speak.

The disciple comprehended, stepped forward and shouted: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to ask the name of our deputy sect leader, can you find death?" ”

Yuze: "??? ”

You're so stupid at refining Gu!

I asked you to sign up for the number, but I didn't let you provoke the other party!

Sure enough, Wen Qing saw that this little guy was so arrogant, and he was also furious, and reprimanded angrily: "Who rarely knows your name, wait for the master to slaughter you, it doesn't matter who your surname is, wait until Lord Yama to report it!" ”

As he spoke, he flew forward and stabbed his disciple through with a sword.

The disciple also didn't expect the other party to say that he would do it, his eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he spit out the last sentence of his life with difficulty: "He asked me to say it...... Why are you stabbing me......"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, as if there was some reason.

When he looked at You Ze, the latter also reacted slowly, and he didn't expect that he was there, so he actually let the other party strike first and kill the disciples in his own sect, he was also furious, and attacked Wen Qing with a wave of his palm.

Wen Qing hurriedly pulled out his long sword, slashed out a sword qi, and killed the other party.

You Ze has profound skills, and he will take his sword with one palm

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The qi was defeated, and the palm power was unabated and swung down.

Seeing this, the Emei disciples stepped forward to help, and combined with the power of the seven-person formation, they completely dissolved this palm power, but they were all shocked and retreated, and their faces turned pale.

You Ze was secretly frightened when he saw that these juniors could actually block his seven successes, and immediately attacked again.

Wen Qing knew that he was reckless this time, and when he saw You Ze making a second move, he also shouted to Yang Ling regardless of face: "Uncle save me!" ”

Yang Ling shook his head, and with a slight touch of his feet, the whole person teleported in front of everyone like a volley, and in the face of You Ze's strong palm power, he just swung a palm sideways upwards to greet him.

The palms of the two faced each other in the air, and the two true qi collided violently, making an explosion sound.

After You Ze sensed the strength of the other party's skill, he kept running the true qi in the dantian towards the palm of his hand, but he had already used ten percent of his strength, but the other party's face remained the same, and he didn't even shake his hand, it was a hell of a life!

"Damn, at this kid's age, how can he have such profound skills!"

Since Yang Ling cultivated the Yin and Yang Wuji Gong, his internal strength has grown extremely fast, even if he doesn't have to deliberately meditate and cultivate, the Yin and Yang True Qi in the dantian will also operate and condense on its own, so his current skill is not much worse than before, and even surpasses it.

Maybe it's a little worse than his uncle Yang Qingzhou, and it's not as good as his senior brother Zhang Jinshan, but there are a few immortal characters like them in this world, relying on this skill, he is enough to walk the world and be fearless.

"You said you were the deputy leader of the Witch God Cult?"

Yang Ling suddenly asked.

You Ze was shocked in his heart, and just as he was about to open his mouth, the true qi in his body almost collapsed, and he looked at him in disbelief, as if to say, how can you speak.

When the general master competes with internal force, the true qi in the body will flow throughout the body, and then use the palms as the vent to output the true qi, and other positions, including the acupoints, are in a closed state, especially the mouth and nose, but also to hold your breath and concentrate on coping, if you open your mouth rashly, the true qi will be like another gap opened when the flood is discharged, and it will collapse and pour out in an instant.

If his right palm is compared to a flood vent, then his mouth is a small gap dug out with a hoe, and when the two internal forces of true qi compete to the point of not being up or down, it is like a flood that is constantly accumulating and rising, suddenly digging a channel, and the flood water immediately gushes out, in addition to discharging the true qi in the body, even this channel will be suddenly washed away by the flood.

In the same way, if You Ze opened his mouth to speak, the majestic True Qi in his body would immediately shock him first, and then collapse and disperse.

But he understands the reason, why the other party can be unscrupulous, you are a monster!

However, he didn't know that the internal force competition between the two of them was comparable, but in fact, Yang Ling didn't even use thirty percent of his skills, and he still had spare strength in his body, so naturally there would be no situation like the other party, just like the sea into a river channel, could it be that the ocean water would still wash away these canals?

Seeing that the other party couldn't speak, Yang Ling continued to ask, "Are you Kunsang or You Ze?" ”

Yang Ling's words directly made You Ze's face change drastically, and the look of horror was even stronger than before.

"Yuze?"

Yang Ling asked tentatively, and seeing that his eyes trembled slightly, he thought that he had guessed correctly.

It's a pity that he gave the ghost bus to Mo Hanfeng to deal with when he was leaving, otherwise he would have been able to pull it out for a confrontation now.

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