Yang Zun, the leader of the Crouching Tiger Gang, was full of ambition at this time, and his usually gloomy and pale face was too excited, and a few traces of blush appeared.

It's no wonder that he looks like this, at this time he was extremely excited in his heart, and he had been fighting with the Cangshan faction for forty years, fighting openly and secretly in the flat land, but the result was equal. A few days ago, I broke through the innate realm and condensed the innate divine soldiers, thinking that the moment when the Cangshan faction would collapse and collapse was not far away.

To Yang Zun's surprise, the young Xiao Ruyi broke through the bottleneck at a critical moment, directly entered the innate realm, and killed his two major protectors in a row. Thinking of this, Yang Zun was not only angry, but also angry. At this point, however, none of this matters.

Yang Zunsen smiled and looked at the direction of the Cangshan faction, as if he saw the Cangshan faction dying and dying, and the ministers lived at their feet, bowing their heads to the courtiers, and he couldn't help but feel very proud.

He was now standing on the top of Crouching Tiger Peak, looking into the distance, his brows gradually becoming a little anxious, as if waiting for someone to arrive. Surrounded by the black-clothed iron guards of the Crouching Tiger Gang, these twenty black-clothed iron guards are all personal guards carefully cultivated by him with a lot of painstaking efforts, not only strong in martial arts, but also loyal to him, and they have no second heart for him.

Yang Zun is very vigilant, these twenty black-clothed iron guards have always been regarded by him as a treasure, no matter where he goes, he will always take them with him to protect his own safety in case of accidents.

Crouching Tiger Peak was crowded with large and small characters, from the helper to protect the Dharma, to the hall master's cronies, to the shrimp soldiers, neatly arranged around, looking up at the sky, silent.

Yang Zun's expression became more and more anxious, and his face was frowning, as if he was worried about what was happening, but anyone who was familiar with Yang Da's gang leader knew that Yang Zun was unhappy in his heart, if he was angered at this time, then the person who offended him was probably not as simple as death.

Seeing this, these people all held their breath, and even their breathing was a little heavy.

"Hmph, after waiting for so long, I didn't even see a ghost. A voice like a broken gong sounded, and the words revealed dissatisfaction with this Yang Da gang leader.

According to common sense, the Yang gang leader should be furious, and unexpectedly, this Yang gang leader turned to the side and replied very respectfully:

"Let Immortal Master Li wait for a long time, this is all Yang's. ”

"Hmph, I said earlier, with me here, just with those few mortals of the Cangshan Sect, what kind of waves can be stirred, but Yang Shizhu just didn't listen, he had to invite that Yu Zitong, wasting the time of this immortal master. ”

An old and strong voice came, and the so-called Li Immortal Master not only nagged, but also looked extremely impatient.

The person who spoke was standing beside Yang Zun, and it seemed that Yang Zun was very relieved of this old man, a filthy old man who was less than five feet tall.

The old man was about sixty years old, with a long short nose and small eyes, a plump body, a fat body, scurrying up and down with his words, wearing a purple and gold robe, a black gourd tied around his waist, and a mouth full of yellow teeth erupting with choking bad breath.

At this moment, he was looking impatient, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Zun's actions.

Such a short old man with an obscene appearance was prickly in every word, and he didn't care about Yang Zun's face. Not only were the surrounding gangs surprised, but the black-clothed guard frowned and stared at this person.

The dirty old man looked at the surprised eyes around him, his face was a little proud, he laughed secretly, and then said proudly to Yang Zun:

"Let's wait here for you, a little Qi Refining Stage cultivator, who can have a few immortal abilities, actually has to arrange such a big pomp. After the filthy old man finished speaking, he pouted his beardless mouth, turned around and was about to leave.

"A fat pig with fat ears and bloated ears dares to try the ability of this young man, and you don't look in the mirror to see if you have that qualification. ”

A deep voice came from the sky, raised his eyes, only to see a little silver, from far and near, flying forward, in the blink of an eye, it was in front of you, its speed was so fast, it was jaw-dropping.

Looking at it, a silver giant sword was suspended in the air, and a young man stood on the giant sword.

But seeing that the young man's face was resolute and tangible, with sword eyebrows and a high nose, his body was generally straight, he was wearing a gold-sprinkled coat, and his purple pupils were not angry and arrogant, flashing with a strange light, the corners of his mouth with a slight sneer, and a lofty momentum, looking at the dirty old man with cold eyes.

When the dirty old man heard the provocative foul words of the young man, he was not only furious, he was born ugly, and he was most taboo for others to ridicule his appearance, usually everyone held the moon, but now the beautiful young man in front of him was so humiliated, how could he not be angry.

"Boy, look for death!!"

With a roar like a broken gong, the dirty old man took off the black gourd on his waist, and with a "up" word, he saw a strip of black water fly out of the black gourd, and after turning around on his head, he shot towards the beautiful boy, and before everyone could look back, the black object had reached the face of the beautiful boy.

The filthy old man smiled, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, and looked at the handsome young man viciously.

He was born ugly, and he hated those who were beautiful, and he hated the beautiful boy in front of him to the limit.

Even he was thinking about what brutal means he should use to torture the other party's corpse after killing him.

Seeing that the black object was already close at hand, the beautiful young man was not surprised, only to see that he stretched out his hands and grabbed the black object with his bare hands.

With a "bang", the white palm collided with the black object, emitting a series of sparks, and the young man did not retreat at all, standing on the giant sword, unharmed.

"Not good!" No matter how stupid the old man is, he also knows that the beautiful young man is wearing a defensive spiritual weapon, and the grade is not low, you must know that his black flying sword is absolutely extraordinary, and when he meets this young man, he is actually caught in his hand, and he is not hurt at all, and he can't help but be afraid.

Feeling a flower in front of him, before he came back to his senses, he felt a heat in his chest, and then his eyes were fiery red, and his body suddenly burned violently, and in the blink of an eye, the arrogant and filthy old man was in the raging fire, turning into ashes.

And this is just a moment of time, Yang Zun looked at it in his eyes, and he didn't feel shocked by the world, at this moment, the invisible Li Immortal Master, who killed people, didn't even have a chance to resist.

is also a cultivator, the Yu Zitong of these Eight Desolation Gates is several times higher than that of the scattered immortals. Thinking of this, he was ecstatic in his heart, the Cangshan faction was destined to be wiped out from this river and lake.