These people said that as long as Yang Yu was satisfied, all the problems would be easy to say.

"It's very simple, to destroy the martial artists of the Sect of Hatred, one human head is exchanged for three drops of witch worm essence blood. Then, Yang Yu pointed at the martial artist of the Hate Sect and said coldly.

In a corner, several warriors from the Hate Sect stood together, their faces frightened.

Among them, there is the most arrogant Mo Feiyu.

There are only three places away from the Hate Sect, one is Mo Feiyu, the other is a woman, named Molly, and the last young man is also a genius of the Hate Sect.

After seeing Yang Yu kill the Witch Gu Sect martial artist again, they were all stunned.

At this time, if they didn't know Yang Yu's identity, they wouldn't have to mess around.

At the grand ceremony of the hundred clans, they left the elders of the Hate Sect, but they almost killed Yang Yuzhen, if it weren't for the mediation and rescue of the wine immortals, Yang Yu would be dead now.

They expected that Yang Yu would not see them, as long as they escaped the trial, there would be no problem in the future.

"Easy!"

One of them sneered and said, "I'm going to kill them." ”

People die for money, especially for the sake of the essence and blood of witch insects, there is no pressure to kill three warriors at all, not to mention, if the other party does not die, his relatives and friends will die.

Dead and poor people don't die Daoist, everyone understands this truth.

As a result, dozens of people surrounded them, revealing murderous aura on their faces one by one, instantly submerging the three people who left the Hate Sect, and they didn't even have a chance to escape and resist, so they were completely destroyed.

Of course, Yang Yu also divided all the essence blood of the witch insect according to the agreement.

In fact, he said that exchanging one head for three drops of witch worm essence blood was just a temptation, otherwise, how could so many people shoot together.

The people who got the essence blood of the witch worm were very grateful, and after leaving their names and powers, they went to save people.

These people promised that if they had problems in the future, they could go directly to them, and they would try their best to help Yang Yu, for these, Yang Yu couldn't deny it, he really didn't need help.

The martial artists present were all shocked, and they didn't even want to be with Yang Yu, they were far away.

"Spirit Hall warriors, come here. ”

At this time, Yang Yu hooked his hand towards the crowd and said lightly.

There were more than a dozen trialists in the Spirit Hall, and the leader was a disciple of Yu He, who was very outstanding, and this had already been found out before Yang Yu entered the trial ground.

"Brother Tai, he is also a martial artist of the Continent of the Gods, so there is no need to kill them all, right?"

More than a dozen people came over, and the leader said that his name was Wu Feng, and he was a disciple of Yu He, very outstanding, at the peak of the void god, and comprehending the artistic conception of the triple force, which was very good.

He came with a hard head, and he was really scared.

"You don't have to be afraid, we have no grievances, what are we going to do to kill you?" Yang Yu smiled and said lightly: "When the trial is over, go tell your master Yu He, let him come and pick me up in person, and when the time comes, I will have something to tell him." ”

"This ......" Wu Feng felt a little embarrassed, what is his master Yu He's identity, how can he be willing to make a deal with a hairy boy?

"You don't have to feel embarrassed, just tell Yu He my name, and he will decide freely. Yang Yu said lightly.

"This ......" After hesitating for a moment, Wu Feng nodded slightly, and agreed, "Okay, I will tell my master, and when the time comes, as for whether he wants to come or not, it is not for me to decide." ”

"You just have to tell him that if the old people of the Lan Realm invite him, he will definitely come. Yang Yu is full of confidence.

Wu Feng nodded, and then retreated and left with the trialists of the Spirit Hall. (To be continued......)