Su Yang nodded and said, "Yes, there has never been a shortage of deceit in the cultivation world, and there is no distinction between good and evil. Everyone has selfish intentions, if they knew that the Lord of the Imperial Wind Pavilion was false, they would definitely attack in a big way, and let their forces become the leaders of the cultivation world. ”

"I can probably guess what your purpose is, it's for your son, Ye Piaoyang. ”

“......”

Ye Buxiu couldn't help clenching his fists, his face showed anger, and then he suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile: "You are right, after I left the customs, there was an investigation, but it was too long and I couldn't find anything at all, but I inadvertently knew that my son's death was related to you." ”

"This matter, except for me, everyone who knows about it is dead, how did you know about it?" Su Yang did not explain, Ye Piaoyang died to save himself.

"A masked man told me that after I came to Yecheng, after some investigation, I found that what he said seemed to have some basis. But I still have to catch you and let you confess it yourself, so that I can kill you and avenge my son. ”

"What masked man?" Su Yang frowned, the only people who knew the truth were himself and Ye Piaoyang himself, as well as Leng Lingzi who killed Ye Piaoyang, and there could be no one else.

And what this masked man said was obviously that he killed Ye Piaoyang, what was his purpose in framing himself like this?

"I don't recognize him, but I know that he has a ghost face tattooed on his chest. Ye Buxiu seemed to have decided that Su Yang would die today, so he didn't care about chatting with him for a while.

"Ghost face pattern?" Su Yang frowned, how could he be so familiar, where should he have seen it.

Ye Buxiu clenched the long knife in his hand and said coldly: "Su Yang, before you die, I will let you say more, my son died in your hands, you and I hate each other, and today you will die without a whole body." ”

Su Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "Senior Ye, I think you have misunderstood, I am good friends with Ye Piaoyang, he died to save me, I am indeed to blame." If you have a grudge in your heart, feel free to vent it, but I can't die. ”

"Saving you and dying?" Ye Buxiu laughed and said disdainfully: "As the young master of the Seven Killing Pavilion, my son is in charge of the life and death of many people, he never takes human life seriously, and will he be willing to die in order to save you?"

"Su Yang, Su Yang, you really dare to say anything in order to survive, do you think I will believe you. ”

"Whether you believe it or not, this is a fact, Ye Piaoyang and I are friends of life and death. Although he said every day that he was going to kill me, every time I was in danger, he would come to the rescue, and you didn't know your son. On the surface, he looks like a cult, but in fact he is kind-hearted, but he just likes to be hard-mouthed. ”

Ye Buxiu was annoyed and angry: "What nonsense, Su Yang, you will die today, and no one can save you!"

When the words fell, he had already shaken his sword and flew over!

Langya Wei quickly resisted, but he was not Ye Buxiu's opponent at all, and the knife swing took the lives of the two Langya guards in an instant.

"Protect the son and go first!" Although the remaining eight Langya guards were frightened in their hearts, they were still very calm. Leaving the two of them to support Su Yang to escape, the rest of the people shouted loudly and attacked again.

Eight people besieged, Ye Buxiu did not panic, his sword speed increased a lot, and his moves were also much more complicated. Eight Langya guards, swinging their swords to block, rolled all over the ground, quite embarrassed.

But in order to protect Su Yang, the Langya guards were loyal and met again. However, Ye Buxiu easily dodged the blade of the sword, grabbed the arm of a Langya guard with his backhand, and pushed it casually, and his internal breath surged.

I heard a series of crisp sounds, and the arm bone of this Langya guard didn't know how many pieces were broken on the spot. At the same time, blood was spraying wildly in his mouth, and he was pushed out by Ye Buxiu for six or seven meters, and with a bang, he crashed into a tree in the distance. Then he slid down and collapsed to the ground, letting out a terrible scream that people couldn't bear to look at.

When the rest of Langyawei saw this scene, their faces also changed drastically, their hearts beat wildly, and a cold chill instantly enveloped them.

"A bunch of scum, if you don't want to die, get out!"

Ye Buxiu didn't bother to deal with them at all, turned his head and saw Su Yang fleeing, and flew forward with an arrow step, directly blocking in front of Su Yang.

The Langya guards reacted, secretly hating themselves for being useless, and they were afraid of Ye Buxiu's strength, which put the Pavilion Master in deep danger.

They reversed their bodies and tried their best to save Su Yang. And the two Langya guards who were supporting Su Yang had already taken the lead in attacking.

The difference in cultivation between the two sides is too great, especially since Ye Buxiu is a killer, every move and style is not a useless move. easily flew out the two Langya guards, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly choked Su Yang's neck.

"Pavilion Master!" Langyawei, who came to the rescue, was forced to stop, his face full of horror.

"Su Yang, your time of death has arrived. Ye Buxiu's eyes were full of anger, staring closely at Su Yang, who was struggling in pain, and his arm suddenly exerted force!

Su Yang's face was blood-red, and the hands clenched around his neck made him completely breathless. He only felt that his body was overturned, his brain was dizzy, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.

The meridians trembled, and a cloud of white mist appeared on his body. The mist spread up Ye Buxiu's arm, enveloping it together.

"What is this?!" Ye Buxiu was shocked and hurriedly wanted to let go, but found that his arm was uncontrollable and could not be separated at all!

"Ahhh

Beads of sweat were dripping from Su Yang's face, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have lost consciousness, and he unconsciously let out a roar from his mouth. And the white mist gathered more and more at the same time, and it surrounded the two of them, and they couldn't see them at all.

A violent wind suddenly rose for no reason, causing the Langya guards who were standing aside to be terrified to dodge one after another, feeling a stinging pain in their faces, and there was a terrifying burning sensation!

Ye Bunon, who was deep in the white mist, was even more frightened, grinning his teeth. He found that his internal breath was constantly pouring towards Su Yang, and it was out of control.

About half an hour had passed, and the moon had gradually disappeared, and the dark red sun was slowly rising, and the earth seemed brighter and brighter.

The fog dissipated, and Su Yang was still standing in place, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. On the opposite side, Ye Buxiu knelt on his knees, gasping for breath, and a white mist like steam evaporated on his body.

His whole body seemed to have lost weight, his face was sallow, his whole body was weak, and his widened pupils showed a look of fear.

The Seven Orifices began to seep blood outward, and his appearance was eerie, and he raised his head and roared, more like a hellish devil!

"Impossible...... He has obviously lost his cultivation, how can this be, he actually sucked my internal breath dry!?"

Ye Buxiu looked crazy, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, and the tiredness all over his body made him miserable.