"It's you, Ye Yong"!

Wang Chixiao exclaimed, originally he thought that Ye Yong died in the hands of robbers, but he didn't want him to hide so deeply, but now he killed Zifeng!

The boss of the Wang family didn't know Ye Yong, but Zi Feng died in his hands, so it was obviously friend or foe.

Seeing that his right hand was quietly hidden behind him, under Ye Yong's unguardedness, he grabbed his shoulder with a blow.

Ye Yong raised his eyebrows, the strong wind was not waiting for him, the gentleman's sword in his hand opened and closed, and only a white light flashed.

"Ahh

Wang Yunxiao exhaled in pain, his right hand slashed off at his shoulder and elbow, and blood spurted out and splashed on the window.

Ye Yong glanced at him disdainfully, he was an invincible existence in the middle of the first and middle stages!

When Wang Chixiao saw his brother's tragic situation, he didn't have the slightest concern, but gloated a little!

At the same time, he secretly scolded Wang Yunxiao, a fool, the other party is obviously very skilled, and even Zifeng in the late stage realm can be killed, what can you do as a mid-stage monk.

"This son, as long as you let us go, I can agree to any conditions. ”

Wang Chixiao is obviously very good at seeing the form, and this flattering appearance makes people reluctant to kill him.

Ye Yong was also happy that he was so good, and then killed the wailing Wang Yunxiao with a sword, and then turned his head to him and said: "Where is your Wang family's treasure house, say it so that you will not die, otherwise the end will be the same as him."

While speaking, Ye Yong shook the gentleman's sword in front of Wang Chixiao's eyes, and the scarlet blood scared him.

"Gong, Gongzi, the treasure house is in the worship hall, I said, you have to spare my cheap life."

Wang Chixiao's legs were a little weak, and he knelt directly in front of Ye Yong, his eyes were full of desire to survive, where was there still the majesty of the past.

Ye Yong got what he wanted to know, and the gentleman's sword rubbed on the third master of the Wang family and wiped the blood clean.

During this period, Wang Chixiao's body trembled, the edge of the sword made him afraid, and yellow and white things flowed directly out of his lower body.

"Hmph, it's not promising"!

Ye Yong withdrew his sword and slapped his Tianling Gai, and the Wang brothers both fell!

Ye Yong didn't stay, he flew directly towards the worship hall, and now Wang Tian in the middle of the entrance is dead, and all that is left is some wine bags and rice bags, and he is not afraid of it.

However, for the sake of unnecessary trouble, he still sneaked in.

The Wang family's background is not bad, there are even more than a dozen masters who have just set foot in the realm, including three late-stage masters, Ye Yong is a little glad that he is not careless.

The worship hall is the largest building in the palace, and even the main hall of the family is far behind, and no one here has a separate courtyard.

Ye Yong hid his qi, and under the blessing of Naihe's true qi, the speed of the Seven Star Steps was several times faster than before, and there was no sound at all.

The journey was peaceful, and then they arrived in the treasury of the Wang family.

As far as the eye can see, first of all, there are all kinds of weapons such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, etc., all of which are sharp, and extraordinary soldiers can be compared.

Weapons are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, from low to high for mortal soldiers, treasure soldiers, spiritual soldiers, divine soldiers, as for the last holy soldiers, there are not a few in the entire Tianyan Continent!

The Confucian and Taoist Gentleman's Sword in his hand was a treasure weapon, far sharper than most of the weapons here.

However, the purpose of his trip was not here, so he stepped directly on the second floor, where there was a sea of books.

Among them, there are Confucian books, or some anecdotes, until the last layer of the bookshelf with only a few dozen copies, is the secret martial arts of the Wang family.

"Ziyang Gong, the cultivation method of the Wang family".

Ye Yong just glanced at it, and then directly threw it aside, he had no choice but to cultivate, and the others were useless.

"Heavenly Luo Palm, Whirlwind Knife ..."

A book of martial arts was thrown aside by him, and after cultivating Ziwei Palm, these ordinary martial arts were already difficult to enter his magic eyes.

"A royal family, just these things"?

Ye Yong didn't want to think about it, Wang Tian was just an entry-level martial artist, and what high-level martial arts he could have at home.

With the book of martial arts thrown to the ground by him, Ye Yong didn't have much hope, and just as he was about to leave, the last thin booklet fell into his hands.

"Broken Finger".

Ye Yong raised a trace of interest after seeing it, can you break the acupoints of others, this is interesting.

As soon as I was about to take a closer look, I heard that the outside world suddenly became chaotic, as if someone had broken in.

He quietly opened the window on the second floor, and saw that the outside world was brightly lit, and a man in black was firmly surrounded by more than a dozen worshippers.

"Well, why is this person so familiar".

The figure of the man in black is concave and convex, obviously a woman, looking petite and exquisite, only in the realm of the early stage of the first trip,

When he saw the long whip in her hand, Ye Yong remembered that it was the girl.

"Well, she helped herself, and she saved him once. ”

Ye Yong didn't want to get involved, but he felt that he couldn't say anything in his heart, so he flew down directly with his sword on the second floor.

Li Ling, who was surrounded by everyone, was also depressed, and his luck was also back, and he lurked in the Wang family and sneaked directly into the worship hall, isn't this a self-defeating net?

Feeling the high-master qi revealed around him, any one of them can destroy himself.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a trace of grievance, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"A group of people bullying a little girl, this is too much to say,"

Just when Li Ling was desperate, he saw a young man falling from the sky, holding a long sword like an immortal, and he was so handsome against the backdrop of the moonlight.

Li Ling was a little stunned, and her heart began to throb, not to mention that this woman's heart is really big, and her focus is different.

But when she saw that face clearly, Li Ling was stunned, how could she be that perverted bastard!

Ye Yong fell in front of her and raised his eyebrows at him, looking frivolous.

"Who are you to dare to sneak into the royal family".

A beginner and late-stage martial artist from the worship hall stood up and said, it seems that he is the head of these people, this person is middle-aged, and he looks fierce and vicious.

Ye Yong knew that there was no good fruit today, and he didn't have any scruples about speaking.

"I'm here to kill someone, Wang Tian was killed by me, and his two sons can't be spared, after all, Wang Zixiao's revenge has to be avenged!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and even Li Ling's girl looked at Ye Yong in surprise.

Wang Tian just disappeared and his body was not found, so no one dared to say that he was really dead.

But Ye Yong generously admitted at this time that Wang Tian was actually killed by him.

"Don't be ashamed, the head of the Wang family is a beginner master, you are so ignorant of the sky and the height of the earth, eat my palm"!

This middle-aged man took the lead in making a move, his flesh palm carried the power of a thousand catties, and the palm wind in the void was piercing, and he blasted towards Ye Yong.

"Ziwei Palm Kills the Wolf"!

Ye Yong also palmed each other, and the purple true yuan rolled in like a superposition, and after cultivating, the momentum became even greater!

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