Why did this strange man pounce on him without even taking out the magic weapon, Yang Mingyang was wondering, this strange man was about to come to him.

didn't have time to react too much, Yang Mingyang hurriedly sacrificed the mountain moon, and a boulder smashed towards the top of the strange man's head, and suddenly hit the top of the strange man's head.

Hitting the target so easily, Yang Mingyang felt a little incredible, could it be so simple to win.

The truth is not so simple, the stone the size of a millstone smashed on the strange man's head, and then fell on the stage, and the head broke and bled out.

The strange man touched his head, and made a "ho-ho" sound in his mouth, not knowing what he wanted to express, after a pause, he threw himself at Yang Mingyang again.

"What kind of monster is this?" Yang Mingyang was startled and hurriedly dodged away, but this strange man was also very fast, and quickly chased towards Yang Mingyang's direction.

In a hurry, Yang Mingyang commanded Po Shanyue and slashed directly at this strange man. The strange man still didn't dodge, and struck at the broken mountain moon with his fist.

In the blink of an eye, the swords and fists struck, and Po Shanyue was knocked upside down and flew back. The strange man stretched out his left hand and rubbed his right hand, which had collided with the broken mountain moon, and it seemed to be in some pain, but it was not hurt.

The scene in front of him surprised Yang Mingyang, this person's body was actually so strong.

This Broken Mountain Moon is made of the horn of the late first-order Sea Buckthorn Beast as the main material, it is extremely hard, this person can actually fight with the Broken Mountain Moon with his bare hands without being injured, is this still a person?

The word "physical cultivation" appeared in Yang Mingyang's mind. He had seen it in a classic called "Strange Tales of Cultivating Immortals".

Body cultivators never use magic weapons, they fuse some refining materials with their own bodies, making their bodies extremely strong.

For them, the body is a magic weapon, and their offense and defense are carried out directly through the body. And this kind of cultivation method is extremely painful to fuse the materials with the body, so these body cultivators are all people with strong hearts.

This strange man resisted the attack of the broken mountain moon, only made a short pause, and pounced on Yang Mingyang again. Yang Mingyang hurriedly sacrificed the Ten Thousand Pattern Shield and blocked in front of him.

The strange man's fist quickly hit the Wanwen Shield, only to hear a "click", and the Wanwen Shield was actually smashed in half and fell to the ground.

Yang Mingyang's heart, which was connected to the magic weapon, was like a heavy blow, and he forcibly pressed the blood that was about to spurt out. But at that moment, a fist struck him directly in the chest.

This heavy blow made Yang Mingyang unable to bear it any longer, he was hit high and flew high, fell heavily under the martial arts stage, and a mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth.

The strange man seemed to be unsatisfied, jumped off the stage, and continued to pounce on Yang Mingyang, who had fallen under the stage. But he was tightly wrapped by Deacon Nan with a rope, but he was still not convinced, and he struggled desperately with a "ho-ho" sound in his mouth.

Deacon Minami snorted, and a green light struck the strange man's head, and the strange man immediately fell asleep.

At this time, Fu Xue and Gongsun Ce had already quickly run to Yang Mingyang's side and hurriedly helped him up.

"Old eight, are you okay?" Fu Xue asked with concern while helping Yang Mingyang wipe away the blood spilling from his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Ahem, ahem, it's okay, this guy is amazing. Yang Mingyang's face was a little pale, and his face showed a helpless smile.

won four of the five games, although the last one was lost, but Xiao Jingyu's wish was finally fulfilled, and Yang Mingyang and the three were still very satisfied.

Baishui Lake is more than 100 miles away from the station of the Xiao family, and the waters of this lake are wide and the scenery is very beautiful.

In the sky above the lake, three young men and women were walking on their swords, admiring the beautiful scenery on the lake, and talking about something with their eyebrows fluttering, obviously in a good mood.

These three people are Fu Xue, Gongsun Ce and Yang Mingyang who came out of the Xiao family. At this time, it had been seven days since the end of the competition in the Xiao family.

In these seven days, they dealt with Xiao Jingyu's funeral while waiting for Yang Mingyang's injuries to heal, and finally everything ended in a happy ending.

"Senior sister and senior brother, I suddenly remembered an urgent matter, I want to do it immediately, and I won't go back to Fengyunmen with you!" Yang Mingyang suddenly interrupted Gongsun Ce, who was chattering.

Without waiting for Fu Xue and Gongsun Ce to react, Yang Mingyang had already turned around and galloped away.

"Hey, hey!" By the time Gongsun Ce reacted, Yang Mingyang had already run out of miles.

"This guy is really an impatient!" Gongsun Ce shrugged and said helplessly.

"The eighth is a hidden dragon, and one day it will fly to the nine heavens. We also have to build up our strength so that we can help him then. Fu Xue looked at Yang Mingyang's distant figure with a firm expression.

"yes! This guy is getting better and better. Each of the five opponents he fought was better than me. I, as a senior brother, have been left too far behind by him, and I must work hard!"

Yang Mingyang, who had left Fu Xue and the others, exerted the speed of the Feather Sword under his feet to the extreme at this time, and quickly ran towards a primeval forest in the distance.

"You're still running pretty fast!" Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the primeval forest, Yang Mingyang didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, when a figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

The person who came was a man in his forties with a yellow face, and his body was weak, as if he was terminally ill. However, at this time, Yang Mingyang was very nervous, because this was a mid-foundation monk.

It turned out that just now when Yang Mingyang and Fu Xuegong Sun Ce were moving forward, their divine sense suddenly found that there was a powerful aura tracking towards the three of them.

I know that the person who comes is not good, and I should be coming at myself. In order not to harm his senior sister and brother, Yang Mingyang hurriedly left. I wanted to use the complex terrain of the primeval forest to escape tracking, but I never thought that the other party's strength was so strong.

"I don't know what the seniors are going to send next, Yang must go all out. Seeing that it was inevitable, Yang Mingyang smiled and gave a salute to the other party.

"Yes, I want to borrow your head, you can take it down and give it to me!" said the man with a smile.

"You are a monk of the Xiao family, right! The Xiao family is a big sect, and you can't afford to lose, and you still want to kill people and kill people?" Seeing that this matter could not be good, Yang Mingyang gave up his luck mentality.

"My Xiao family can't afford to deal with your little character, but your two fans are not bad, and you take a fancy to them. ”

"It turns out that the predecessors are here for this. In this way, the storage bag is served on the next horse, and the oath is kept tight, is it okay?"

"Hmph, the dead are the ones who don't talk nonsense. The man snorted coldly, obviously not wanting to drag it out any longer, and with a wave of his hand, a water arrow shot straight at Yang Mingyang's chest.

This man struck casually, but Yang Mingyang changed color, this time it is not something he can compete with.

In a hurry, he couldn't take care of it, and with a thought, a sign in the shape of a peach tree leaf flew out of the storage bag.

After this brand appeared, it quickly became larger, blocking in front of Yang Mingyang, and the water arrow shot on the brand, splashing everywhere, but the brand was not damaged at all.

"How can you have the Dalin Elder Token!" The man looked at the word "Dalin" on the sign and asked in surprise.

It turned out that this brand was the Dalin Elder token given to Yang Mingyang by the abbot of Guangwen of Dalin Temple that day, which is not only a symbol of status, but also a low-grade magic weapon.

There is a lot of spiritual power required to drive the magic weapon, and Yang Mingyang has not been able to use this thing. Not long ago, he failed to use the Tsukuji Dan to impact the Tsuki, but the spiritual power in his body increased greatly, and he finally barely had the ability to drive this thing.

It's just that the abbot of Guangwen once said that this thing should not be shown in front of people as much as possible, otherwise it may be killed when encountering the enemy of Dalin Temple. So Yang Mingyang has never used this thing in front of people.

"That is, if you know my identity as the guest elder of Dalin Temple, my predecessor should leave quickly! Otherwise, Dalin Temple will never give up. ”

When Yang Mingyang said this, he was also very nervous. Because at this time, in order to drive this token, he had drained all the five elements spiritual power in his body.

"Haha, I've already provoked Fengyunmen, why not add another Dalin Temple, anyway, the dead will keep it a secret. The man was unmoved.

The man raised his hand, and another water arrow shot at Yang Mingyang.

"It seems that today will not be spared. Yang Mingyang sighed in his heart and closed his eyes.