Puff~~~

Before everyone could recover from the shock of Yang tearing off his arm, they were so frightened by the changes in front of them that Suo Suo trembled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The arm that was torn off by Yang and thrown to the ground burned at an extremely fast speed, and in a few breaths, it was burned to ashes, and it completely disappeared from everyone's eyes just like Lord Cao before.

At this moment, Yang was already covered in sweat, but she did not forget to hurriedly seal her acupuncture points to prevent herself from bleeding too much and dying. Looking up, the extremely pale and sweaty face faced Chu Yao, gritted his teeth and said, "You...... How can your fire be used like that? What kind of fire is this?"

Hearing this, everyone also turned their eyes to Chu Yao, including Graceful Li, everyone wanted to know what kind of root Chu Yao's seemingly untouched little flame was, and why it was so powerful. It looks inconspicuous, but it can directly burn a top master into air with a wave of his hand. What kind of monster is Chu Yao?

Especially the Yang family himself, he wants to find out. Just now, if he hadn't decisively torn off his arm and threw it away, he estimated that his fate would be no different from his late husband. This young man has too many secrets on him. At this time, he is no different from a wasted person, and he doesn't need to think about anything else, just to figure out what his identity is and what his fire is.

Chu Yao wiped his nose, smiled faintly, and then looked at Yang and said, "You want to know, but unfortunately, I don't want to tell a dead person, you better go down and ask the king of Hades with your old dog Cao." I said, today you will die!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Yao's hand shook, and the long sword was raised and pointed directly at the Yang family, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy. For the enemy, Chu Yao will never be soft, and he will never dig his own grave. Urged by internal forces, the Qinglian Sword Song played again.

"Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky!"

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky!"

Woohoo......

The sword soared, the cold air was pressing, a lot of green lotus bloomed, and people and swords rushed towards the Yang clan together.

"Stop!"

Just when the tip of Chu Yao's long sword was only about twenty centimeters away from the Yang clan, a roar suddenly came, with an incomparably strong shocking force, directly shaking Chu Yao back, and everyone was stunned.

Kick and stare ......

Chu Yao took a dozen steps back in a row before he finally stopped, raised his head, looked into the distance and looked into the sky, his brows were tightly locked, and his face was incredible. From the pressure brought about by the loud shout just now, Chu Yao could feel that the strength of the person who came was far above his own, and he was not as powerful.

Everyone also looked up one after another, with different expressions.

Sou!

A figure in Tsing Yi came rapidly from a high altitude in the distance, that kind of fast, Chu Yao had never seen it, and it was faster than his own Ling Bo microstep, I don't know how much. Of course, that's just fast, and if the wheel is wonderful, it's still the Lingbo microstep that hangs the most.

Call!

The figure carried the sound of the wind, and within a few breaths, he came to the courtyard where Chu Yao and the others were shrunk, and slowly descended, standing less than a meter away from Yang's side. With a wave of his hand, an elixir was thrown: "Take it." ”

Yang hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, and swallowed it directly without looking. The elixir melted in her mouth, becoming an incomparably cool and enjoyable force, quickly surging towards the broken part of her arm, rushing away her acupuncture points and protecting the meridians, allowing the wound to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Yang's face gradually returned to normal.

"Jasper knocks on the Immortal Ancestor!"

After the wound was completely closed, Young's ...... No, it's time to call her Yang Biyu. Yang Biyu hurriedly knelt on her knees and kowtowed to the comer, extremely respectful, and with excitement on her face, she glanced at Chu Yao from time to time with the corner of her eyes, her teeth were tight, and her eyes were full of anger. It's just that she didn't dare to say anything else, everything was decided by the Immortal Ancestor.

"Get up and rest while you go. The person who came waved his hand to let Yang Biyu get up, and then turned his eyes to look at Chu Yao, and kept going up and down, and only after a long time did he speak again: "Qinglian Sword Song, after a thousand years, has reappeared in the world. Are you the remnants of the Sword Sect? Could it be that the Sword Sect has resurrected again?"

"Speak human words!" Chu Yao was not intimidated by the strength of the other party, and said loudly: "What Sword Sect Axe Sect, I don't know anything about the master! Do you want to save Yang Biyu? Then you have to ask me if the long sword in my hand agrees! Don't think that when you are older, you can rely on the old and sell the old, and the young master will not be too late!"

This person who was called the ancestor by Yang Biyu was indeed old, his hair and beard were all white, and even his eyebrows were white. But I can't tell how old he is, it seems to be fifty years old, or seventy years old, or even a hundred years old. In short, Chu Yao couldn't guess how long this old monster had lived, on the contrary, it was a long time, otherwise how could he be made an immortal ancestor by Yang Biyu?

Thinking of this, Chu Yao couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and looked up and down at the old men in Tsing Yi around him. Judging from his appearance, he really has a bit of a fairy wind bone, is it ...... There are not only warriors in this world, but also immortals? Not scientific, this is too unscientific, what about mythological novels?

"Introduce yourself. The old man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to care about Yang Biyu's injury, looked at Chu Yao and said lightly: "The old man is the person in charge of the Axe Sect in the Western Xia Kingdom, and he is also a small helmsman of the Axe Sect, and everyone calls the old man the Tsing Yi Throne. ”

Saying that, the Tsing Yi Throne gave Chu Yao a few more times and said: "It's really the offspring of a talented demon, you have already reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the top master at a young age, but it's a pity that you are a remnant of the Sword Sect, so you can't be left." The old man is going to cut the grass and eradicate the roots today, the remnants of the Sword Sect, see each one, this is the eternal principle of my dragon protection family!"

"I'll smack your face!" Chu Yao snorted softly, waiting for the Tsing Yi Throne to say: "The young master said, I don't know what bullshit you said, return the Sword Sect, and protect the dragon family, the ancient costume is mysterious, didn't your wife teach you to be honest when you speak......

"Shut up!"

The Tsing Yi Throne roared again, and the invisible pressure blasted towards Chu Yao, directly sending Chu Yaozhen flying out, smashing heavily to the ground more than ten meters away, and Chu Yao spat blood in the dust.

"Chu Yao!" The curvaceous Li in the huge green lotus shouted, her face full of worry and anxiety: "Chu Yao, you ...... Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die yet. Chu Yao slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at the Tsing Yi Throne and said, "When you are so old, you still learn from other people's children to play sneak attacks, do you want to be shameless?"

Tsing Yi couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, and only looked at Chu Yao and said, "Just by you? An ant-like existence, what qualifications do you have to fight with the old man? Killing you is easier than pinching an ant to death! Remember, it was the old man who crushed you today, not your so-called battle." In the next life, remember not to be a remnant of the Sword Sect. ”

As soon as the words fell, the right hand of the Tsing Yi Venerable Seat was slowly raised, and the incomparably huge pressure was instantly stimulated, covering Chu Yao. (To be continued.) )