Chapter 184: Wang Yang's death

Three miles away from Ten Thousand Beasts Town, there is an ice forest.

A brown and red horse rushed into the ice forest like the wind, and its hooves stepped on the snow, and immediately splashed a snowflake. Wang Yang's father and son sat on horseback, and the cold wind was like a sharp thorn, blowing, piercing, and hitting the two of them in the face.

The brown and red horses were as fast as the wind, and behind them, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and there were five Yuanying monks chasing after them, and the speed of the five people was much faster than that of the brown and red horses, and under the chase, they were getting closer and closer to Wang Yang's father and son.

"This horse is still running very fast, and I don't know what kind of good horse it is." The five Yuanying monks did not do their best, as if they were playing with Wang Yang's father and son, and one of them smiled, looked at the brown and red horse that was as fast as the wind, and spoke lightly.

Even if they didn't do their best, they couldn't help but feel surprised, you know, not all horses can be so fast, it can be seen that the brown and red horse under Wang Yang's father and son must be a good horse.

"Don't rob me of this horse later." A slightly chubby man, staring ahead with bright eyes, looking determined to win.

For that horse, the rest of the people had no intention of fighting, how could they care about a mortal horse, maybe only the fat man was interested.

"Ahead is the Town of Ten Thousand Beasts, let's solve it in this ice forest." At the front, there was a delicate-looking young man, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were attentive, looking at the ice forest below and continuing, "The sect has decreed that you must not step into the town of ten thousand beasts for half a step, so it's better not to disobey it." ”

For the little Ten Thousand Beasts Town, everyone really didn't pay attention to it, thinking that the sect was making a big fuss, but the young man in front of him spoke, and the rest of the people really didn't dare to refute.

In terms of cultivation, the boy is the strongest of the five, and he is one step away from entering the three voids, and in terms of identity, the boy is the disciple of the elders of the sect, and he is also the highest among several people.

"Yes, senior brother." The four monks replied in unison, don't look at the young man's handsome appearance, his real age is already over 100, and there is a bloody killing intent between his eyebrows.

When the words fell, the fat man's face was full of excitement, and under the pinch, he rushed forward like a ray of light, and in just a few breaths, he was about to catch up with Wang Yang's father and son.

Sensing the situation behind him, Wang Yang felt bitter in his heart, knowing that a great disaster was coming, he looked down at the child in his arms, his expression showed decisiveness, he could die, but the child in his arms must live.

If you want to ask why, there are only two words - fatherly love!

As the father of the child, he would rather die himself than protect the child. Father's love may not be seen in ordinary times, but at critical moments, it will be like a glass of spirits, stirring up the blood in your heart. Usually, just like a cup of tea, it is always bitter first and then sweet.

"Pestle, do you remember what your father said in Ten Thousand Beasts Town three years ago?" The wind was howling, and Wang Yang's words, just like the wind, hit Wang Pestle's eardrums.

The wind is like a sharp needle, and when it pierces the body, it is only a pain in the body. And these words are a sharp thorn pierced into the heart, a needle carved into the soul, making the king's body tremble.

Wang Pestle is now eleven years old, no longer a child, can naturally understand the meaning of Wang Yang's words, this is life and death parting, he wants to open his eyes, to see his father's resolute face, but the wind is like a sharp thorn, blowing he can't open his eyes, only two lines of tears gone with the wind.

took out a box and a letter from his bosom and stuffed them into Wang Pestle's arms, Wang Yang raised his hand and rubbed Wang Pestle's head, and said, "Go to Ten Thousand Beasts Town to find that senior, give him this box and letter, and the senior will save your life." ”

When the words fell, Wang Yang slapped his palm on the horse's back without hesitation, and his body seemed to ride a cold wind into the air, and it fell to the ground, with a loving smile on his face, staring at the brown and red horse disappearing into the snow in front of him.

"Father!" The king grabbed the reins tightly, turned his head, opened his eyes suddenly, and a terrible roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, swirling with the wind.

An icy golden sword was wrapped in cloth, Wang Yang pulled it out of his back, stroked the cold sword body, and turned to look behind him, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Four years ago, he received a box and an ancient book from a deceased monk, and since then, he has been practicing the exercises recorded in the ancient books, and now he has the early stage of Qi Breaking Cultivation.

After embarking on this road of no return, he really understood that Chu Fan's strength had long been beyond the scope of mortals, and he tried his best to hide the news of getting the box, but today, four years later, he was still approached.

In this world, there are people or things he doesn't know, and if the rest of the strong people really want to know the whereabouts of the box, there are many ways.

He didn't know what was in the box, but he thought it was something extraordinary, otherwise those people would not be in hot pursuit, and in the past four years, in order to preserve the news, he didn't even tell his family, let alone teach his family the method of cultivation, and even the ancient book, in a panic, he forgot to hand it over to Wang Pestle, and it is still in his arms at the moment.

"Pestle, if possible, be an ordinary person." Looking at the white snow and the surrounding ice forests, Wang Yang sighed in a low voice.

The ice forest is a frozen world, there is no sound of leaves rattling, only gusts of cold wind howling, like ghosts crying.

Six years ago, in this ice forest, a group of brothers led by Wang Yang almost died and were permanently buried in this ice forest.

Now, he himself will face the same fate, but he is lucky to have the soul of his brother here, but it is also unfortunate that he did not die here back then, and now he can no longer escape.

Everything seems to happen slowly, but it is actually short-lived.

The fat man was the first to break through the air, and the big sword under him quickly became smaller, and he held it in his hand, and it fell a foot away from Wang Yang, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "You, damn it." ”

He was originally running to the brown and red horse, but when he saw that the brown and red horse had disappeared from view, how could he not be angry, how could he not be angry.

"Destroy my homeland, kill my brothers and relatives, and you deserve to die." The fierce spirit is great, Wang Yang's face is fearless, holding the frozen golden sword in his hand, and his eyes are full of determination.

He was waiting, waiting for the others to arrive, because he only had one chance, and this blow would cost him his life.

Whew, whew, whew!

Led by the young man, the four of them fell to the ground, stared at Wang Yang coldly, and saw that Wang Yang was the only one, the young man frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Hand over what doesn't belong to you, but spare your life." ”

The rest of the people scoffed at the young man's words, and secretly said in their hearts: "Kill it directly, if you grab it, why be so serious." Of course, they don't dare to say it, and they don't express what they think.

"Rao? Haha, even if you die, I have to pull you and wait together. Placing the frozen golden sword across his chest and clenching his hands, Wang Yang roared with a hideous face, "It's up to you, and you don't say mercy to me." ”

"In the early days of the outbreak, you dare to talk to us like this, see that you are in a hurry to die." The fat man slashed down with a long sword in hand.