:【】Qingyun floats in the air, people are like colorful phoenixes, dancing. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] In a gesture, like the arrival of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, beautiful and atmospheric, with a faint murderous aura, burning everything and destroying all beings!

"Good time!"

Zhou Yang shouted, his face was full of murderous aura, his fists were erected, and his thick eyebrows were like knives, which added a sacred temperament to his slightly childish face, like a god, majestic.

This kind of temperament makes people feel cold in the depths of their hearts. Like an emperor who looks down on all beings, he glances at his subjects.

To redeem, to disintegrate you*, to redeem your soul!

Zhou Yang took a diagonal step and punched quickly, the fist was like a wind, but the wind carried the moisture of rain.

The wind and rain are together, not only does not weaken the attack power of the fist, but there is a kind of unbearable that makes people fall into the whirlpool.

The fist is sharp, and it is like thunder, and the thunder roars with a breath of destruction, but this breath carries a sense of redemption that makes people willing to destroy.

With fist intent and endless momentum, the fist blasted towards the dancing Caifeng.

A bright spring flower, full of beautiful destruction.

A murderous face that bursts out with the ultimate of domineering power.

The two figures, just like that, collided violently in the air without warning,

"Phew!"

There was a gasp from the audience, and they shook their heads desperately, not daring to look, but having to look!

Thundered!

The earth-shattering impact made an overwhelming loud noise from the arena.

The arena, which was several feet high and made of hard bluestone, collapsed in this fierce collision.

Dust blows on the face, dust and sand rolls up.

Not seeing the mirror image in the rolling dust and sand, and not knowing what the result of the two earth-shattering collisions was, everyone looked at the collapsed high platform in a daze, and looked at the martial arts arena that was bombarded out of a huge pit, looking at each other and at a loss.

Silence, suffocating silence!

Long......

"Hahahaha...... Little sister, the dance of the phoenix is really powerful, I admire it!"

"Ahem, little junior brother, you are not weak, your fist is called salvation, right, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, even my phoenix dance is helpless. ”

Scold!

Two slightly tired voices were heard in the dusty wind, and the crowd let out a loud cheer.

Nothing excites them so much, and nothing fascinates a warrior who aspires to be a strong man more than this terrible battle.

One by one, the teenagers showed excitement on their faces, but they were setting off huge waves in their hearts.

It turns out that the battle of a warrior can produce such great power, and it can also be fought in such a way!

......

Afterwards, someone asked Zhou Yang, who won that battle?

Zhou Yang smiled and said with a generous expression: "I didn't win that game, and Senior Sister Qingyun didn't lose either. ”

Classified into a textbook-like competition, it has become a history that has been praised by the previous disciples of the Qinglong Hall and cannot be surpassed. At the same time, it has also become an unsurpassable peak in the minds of the disciples of the Green Dragon Palace.

Since then, the disciples of the Green Dragon Hall have set off a wave of cultivation, which has greatly improved the competitiveness of the Green Dragon Hall in Anqing City.

......

The battle in the martial arts arena ended abruptly when people were still unsatisfied.

Zhou Yang, Qing Yun and Du Yuan stood at the top of the pyramid of this group of disciples and became their next target.

The Templar is a blood-boiling, but for most people, it is an unattainable dream.

There are only ten places in the entire Anqing City, and the Qinglong Palace, the White Tiger Palace, the Fang family and the scattered cultivators form four small groups and divide the ten places.

Martial artists, if they want to enter this school that stands in the Great Qian Dynasty and the top of the martial arts, they must have both chance and diligence, and the coexistence of qualification and understanding, in order to sweep the sand and stand out.

Mingyue watched Zhou Yang and the other three accept everyone's blessings, and she stood silently in the crowd.

The head of the mantis does not say that the sunset!

"Holy Hall, I will definitely come in, Zhou Yang, you wait, next year, this time next year, I will definitely enter the Holy Hall, and when the time comes, I will stand in front of you in front of you in a bright light!"

Mingyue looked firm, looking at Zhou Yang's knife-like thick eyebrows, that thick but crazy face, and secretly swore in her heart.

Daughter's heart, do you understand?

......

After a night's rest, Zhou Yang was full of energy, got up early, practiced a set of boxing techniques, sorted and packed the materials brought back from the Demon Beast Forest, carried the heavy package, and walked towards Anqing City.

Anqing City, there are many small Bodhisattvas in the temple, all kinds of equipment stores, material stores, pills, inscriptions, weapon shops, everything.

Zhou Yangjing went to the material store, and under the surprised gaze of the boss, he put a large pile of first-order and second-order demon beast materials in the package on the counter.

The owner of the material store is a middle-aged uncle, and with his years of observation skills, he almost lost his eyes on this fifteen or sixteen-year-old half-year-old child.

I thought that this young man who was only at the fourth level of qi refining would just get some fur of a beginner-order demon beast, but I didn't expect that this kid lacked nothing in his package, except for the fur of a first-order demon beast.

In the Demon Beast Forest, in order to reduce the burden, Zhou Yang only collected some expensive and high-grade materials. And most of them are second-order demon beasts, and the rest are dealt with on the spot. Even so, it overwhelmed his package.

It took more than half an hour for the middle-aged uncle to clean up the counter full of demon beast materials, convert the price according to the market price, and determine the final price with him in Zhou Yang's leakless performance.

In the end, this middle-aged uncle, who had been in business for many years, really couldn't stand Zhou Yang's bargaining, and forcibly raised the price of this pile of materials by 30% before Zhou Yang let it go. If anyone saw the current Zhou Yang, they would definitely be stunned.

A genius boy in Anqing, the first place in the selection of a temple, would even bargain in a small shop for some petty profits, a crazy tiger who is crazy and fights for his life, but now he is like a money fan, chattering and complaining about the boss's stinginess.

In the years when he was an orphan, Zhou Yang was poor and afraid.

Therefore, every opportunity to make money, he wants to squeeze the juice and boil the pith dry.

With a heavy amount of silver, Zhou Yang had the feeling of a local tyrant and an inferior gentleman for the first time, and it turned out that the mentality of this nouveau riche feeling was really good!

Zhou Yang held back a smile, kept his right hand in his arms, touched the temperature of the silver, and walked with his chest held high on this street that provided resources for martial artists.

However, after he visited two stores, the pride of carrying a little money in his arms was extinguished.

In a month's time, the harvest obtained from the materials that almost lost his life could not be purchased for a bottle of Tianyuan Pill that had been promoted to cultivation!

Zhou Yang didn't dare to look at those pill pharmacies anymore, for fear that he wouldn't be able to control one of them, so he would rush over and rummage the smiling old man in the store, and snatch the bottle of green and fragrant Tianyuan Dan. You provide the latest, fastest and most complete free novel updates【】

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