"What a martial artist, I, Yang someone, can be regarded as a long-term insight, admire and admire! Today's matter is over, farewell!" His face was extremely gloomy, and he immediately got up and was about to leave.

At the moment, the atmosphere in the conference hall was very awkward.

There was a faint sense of tension between the two sides.

"Wait!Isn't Yang Gongzi thinking about it anymore?Maybe it's a good choice?" Wu Hua stood up, his armor clanging and flashing with dazzling light.

Yang Ling snorted coldly and said, "This matter is over, I hope you will deliver the ten Split Talisman Pills, one Melting Yuan Fruit, and One Hundred Star Spirit Stones to me." ”

Wu Hua's eyes were gloomy, and he said helplessly: "Yang Gongzi left this time, if we meet again in the future, we will definitely be friends and enemies, and we will inevitably end up in a life-and-death situation!"

Yang Ling frowned, knowing that there was something in this woman's words.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a person stood up and blocked in front of him.

"I, Wuhou, I hope that Brother Yang can stay and explore the ancient ruins with us!"

This person was armed with a broad-backed broadsword, and he was the strongest person among the younger generation of the Wu clan.

Then, a few more people blocked Yang Ling's way.

These people's faces were complicated, but after glancing at Wu Hua, their eyes showed a resolute light.

"Hehe~ I'm really sincere in looking for death!Then I'll reluctantly make it difficult and give you a ride!" Yang Ling laughed angrily, his voice extremely cold. Ferry to see the new festival

"I'm willing to learn a lesson or two!" Wu Hou said in a deep voice with a solemn face.

He knew very well that Yang Lingqiang's outrageousness was not something he could compare, but even so, he couldn't stop his brave heart.

Woo~ Behind him, the rest of the martial arts clan also sacrificed their weapons, and the majestic momentum was constantly churning in the body, and it would break out at any time.

Yang Ling nodded, his eyes were extremely hazy, and he said three good words in a row.

Each sound contains a special rhythm, and there are even more mysteries hidden in it, making everyone feel like they are in the purgatory of Shura, and they can't help but panic, and their faces suddenly turn pale.

Brush~ In this instant, he suddenly attacked.

Arm-thick purple lightning rays shot out from his body, completely submerging the entire Great Hall.

Whew~ He stretched out a big hand, the palm of which exuded a piece of light, and the power of thunder contained in it, and the power was incomparable.

It was only at this moment that the Wu clan was completely awake and calmed down.

Seeing the oncoming golden hand, Wu Hou roared, and if the Nine Heavens thunder exploded, he immediately sacrificed the big knife in his hand to meet it.

'Boom~' Yang Ling's big hand almost covered the sky, and there was a mist floating around, enveloping all the people in front of him.

If you look closely, each of his fingers is shining with golden light, and there is also a purple thunder dragon wrapped around it, like the legendary pillar of the god of heaven, mysterious and powerful.

"Arrogance!"

Everyone of the Wu clan was furious, and this way of attacking was completely contemptuous of Chiluoluo for them.

Everyone here is a strong man who can dominate one side, and his heart is higher than the sky, how can he tolerate Yang Ling to fight against the crowd?

However, after a thought, everyone's arrogance was completely shattered.

Because they found that when the golden giant palm fell down, they would feel an irresistible pressure.

"Kill!"

Although these people were shocked in their hearts, they still forcibly raised their spirits, shouted in unison, and worked together to greet the giant palm.

Bang~ With a snap of his fingers, Wuhou's big knife slashed into Yang Ling's palm, making a deafening sound.

I saw that the giant palm was still shining, and the purple lightning was rushing, but the big knife was already mourning, and its luster was much dimmer.

Wow ~ Wuhou took three steps back, his throat was sweet, and blood gushed out.

With just one move, they had already divided the winner and loser, which shocked the Wu people and made it very difficult to accept it.

That's the Marquis of Wu, the first person among the Tianjiao of their Martial Clan, and he was defeated like this, and he had no chance of winning.

However, before he could be lost, the combined force of the rest of the clan also collided with Yang Ling.

Knock knock~ This time the impact was very violent, and the impact like a torrent made everyone turn into rootless duckweed, swaying from side to side.

In the center of the battlefield, the blazing light shone in all directions, like two heavenly fires from the top of the Nine Heavens, blazing, roaring, and shaking the Eight Desolations.

"We must win!" the rest of the martial arts powerhouses clenched their fists and secretly roared.

However, the result is still tragic and bleak.

Those Tianjiao figures were all staggered, their breath was weak, and blood was spilling from the corners of their mouths.

And Yang Ling's giant palm was still like a broken bamboo, destroying and decaying, and the frantic air flow swept through the Western Zhou, making this solid council hall squeak and be shattered.

At this moment, all directions were shocked, and dozens of people in the martial clan were screaming, and they were about to come up to rescue.

However, Yang Ling was not afraid at all, Ling Tian's momentum raged out, the Blood Moon True Lotus Sutra was instantly cast, and the huge blood lotus burst out, enveloping him and those Tianjiao, and the blood-colored light curtain fell down, and it was impossible to break through at all.

"Wu Hua, are you just sitting idly by? If Tianjiao dies, when he returns to the clan in the future, you and I will all have to die!" Seeing that all Tianjiao was about to die miserably, some people were powerless and could only shout loudly.

Wu Hua, a peerless beauty, full of heroism, armor attached to her body, black hair like a waterfall, like a female god of war, her whole body exudes a brilliance like a bright moon.

At the time of the life and death of Tianjiao in the clan, her eyes were burning and her brows were lightly locked, but she was still indifferent.

Yang Lingsen smiled coldly, and his five fingers flicked in the air.

Bang bang bang ~ The dull voice suddenly sounded, and the Tianjiao of the Wu clan resisted with all his might, but he was still hit, and his body involuntarily flew back.

I saw that their eyes were scattered, and they stood unsteadily, as if they would collapse to the ground at any moment.

"If you don't have that kind of treasure that can greatly increase your strength, you are not my enemy at all!" Yang Ling chuckled lightly and said in a deep voice.

Through the battle with the Yan Clan's Tianjiao, the Lu Clan's Tianjiao, and the Xia Clan's Tianjiao, he was almost certain that these important people in the big family had treasures that could greatly increase their strength.

Seeing that Yang Ling was not a killer, everyone in the Wu clan sighed, and everyone was sweating and afraid.

"Young Master Yang, what I said is true, and I will never dare to deceive you! There are many ancient treasures hidden in that ancient ruins, and the ancient lantern in Xia Yan's hand came from that place. ”

Yang Ling turned around and looked at her quietly.

"I heard that there are still people who have seen an immortal medicine in that ruins, and the aroma of the medicine alone can make the seriously injured person recover as before, if he can get the whole immortal medicine, maybe he will really be able to live forever! For us spiritual cultivators, immortality means strength, and one day we will be able to climb to that peak and overlook all living beings!"