Today, the year 1485, October 25.

It was originally an ordinary day, but it made Yang Qing and Wang Dali wait for a long time.

In the past three years, neither of the two of them dared to relax in their cultivation, so that they could be today.

The grievances between the two were very shallow at first, that is, Wang Erli beat Yang Qing on the street, and when Yang Qing had strength, he returned to take revenge and beat Wang Erli severely.

This is only the pain of flesh and skin, and it has not yet endangered life.

After that, it was Wang Dali who came to the cold iron mine area to teach Yang Qing a lesson, and Yang Qing was powerless to fight back under a stick.

At that time, if Wang Dali did not continue to ridicule and insult, or Yang Qing gave in and was willing to swallow this breath, there would not be a covenant of no return to Taiwan.

Whether it is Yang Qing or Wang Dali, they are both hard-working people, and they are unwilling to give in to anyone, even if they pay more, they will never allow others to trample on them, the age difference between the two is quite large, but this is the same.

Of course, this is all just a verbal agreement, and it cannot be done. Even today, before ascending to the first layer of Lingdu Peak, if one person denies it, this life-and-death decision will be canceled, and if the other person is angry, he can only sarcastically say a few words on his lips, and no one dares to make trouble on Lingdu Peak.

And neither of them retreated, they both had full confidence in their own strength, and besides, after the Yang family's house was smashed by Wang Erli, and Yang Dazhi was beaten to the head and bleeding, the two of them have reached a situation where they are almost dying.

From the initial momentary courage to the undying hatred at this time, they can retreat, but no one retreats.

Above the cold iron ore area, a group of outer disciples either leaned against the door frame or stood in the open space at will, almost all the disciples who had never gone out had already come out, and the three of them gathered together and discussed in a low voice.

A small number of them had seen the fierce battle between Wang Dali and Zhou Tengyun, and all the disciples of this legend already knew about it, and they were all shocked by Wang Dali's strength, and they were able to defeat Zhou Tengyun, who had refined the Dark Blade Red Gold, a high-grade metallic spiritual object of the True Rank.

This is not an opponent at all for these ordinary outer disciples, even the monks who have broken through to the Purple Mansion Realm.

Not to mention the disciples who came to the Cold Iron Mine Area with Yang Qing, most of them were still in the Innate Triple Heaven, and the True Yuan Yingman had not yet done it.

In this way, in the eyes of many people, Yang Qing went to the stage and did not return to the stage, except to shake the tree with the grasshopper and use the mantis arm as a car, it was not self-sufficient and self-defeating! A few disciples couldn't help but mock in a low voice, with a look of disdain.

Yang Qing could pretend not to hear, but Lu Zhen and the three of them couldn't, they were so angry that they were panting, if they didn't want to cause trouble for Yang Qing again, they would have scuffled in one place a long time ago. "You, you guys have a damn memory of my brother's fall. ”

Even Tian Bo, who never causes trouble, clenched his fists with a 'gurgle' sound.

For the behavior of 'self-defeating', few people feel sorry, self-inflicted, and cannot live, and some disciples are secretly rejoicing, you are dead, and there is one less person to compete with me for the place to choose the outer peak. The eyes looked like looking at a dead person, and the mocking discussion also changed from low to inaudible to let go of his voice, and he died in a while, and he still cared about what you did!

The ridicule began to change its taste, and it turned into that this competition was provoked by Yang Qing, it was he who misbehaved and provoked Wang Dali to come to the door, and listening to his tone, he began to compliment Wang Dali, who was not here.

Perhaps, some people are open, Wang Dali is far more valuable than Yang Qing.

Many disciples who wanted to disband in the Cold Iron Mine Area couldn't help but start shouting and reprimanding, as if Yang Qing was a wicked person who didn't kill enough to be angry with the people, and he would be uneasy when he saw that he didn't kick his conscience.

"You deserve to die, you said you, what the hell, if you didn't bully his brother, he wouldn't bother to look at you with such a strong strength!"

"That's the kind of person you have to be beaten to death everywhere!"

......

"You dogs, who has the ability to follow me and not return to the stage, what kind of fart can you have here!" Yang Qing's heart was half cold, these people in the cold iron mining area all bowed their heads and didn't look up, I thought they would cheer him up, but I didn't expect it to become so fast. Turning his head with a 'swish', his fingers tapped the tip of the nose of the wanton talking disciple, and his cold tone was full of murderous intent.

"What ...... you?"

"If anyone picks quarrels and provokes trouble like this again, they don't have to wait for the dissolution of the cold iron ore mine area and leave immediately. The old deacon who had checked for Yang Qing to see if there was a spiritual root, his expression was full of disappointment and he pushed the door out, his voice was not loud, nor harsh, but it instantly made everyone close their mouths tightly, but the eyes that looked at Yang Qing were even more annoyed, disdainful and full of pleasure, thinking, see how long you can show off your might!

Yang Qing took a deep breath, put away his anger, and said calmly, "Lord Deacon, the disciple is gone."

"Hey!" the old deacon's face showed pity, and he couldn't help but persuade again, "Young man, it's better to die than to live, and when you reach my age, you will know how difficult it is to live, think about it."

After speaking, he shook his head slightly, and returned to the room without waiting for a reply.

"Let's go," Yang Qing said lightly, too lazy to look at the crowd who almost wanted to applaud.

Yang Qing left the cold iron mine area for too long, and only made friends like Lu Zhen and the others, who could usually see them, almost forgot their names.

Although Lu Zhen and the three of them were full of confidence when they saw Yang Qing, the uneasiness in their hearts did not weaken at all, they had been together for such a long time, and their respective personalities were very well understood, and Yang Qing had taken a pine stick to fight the flag mountain wolf's experience as if it happened yesterday.

But the three of them persuaded for a long time yesterday, and it is still useless to persuade them today.

In their hearts, they think that even if Yang Qing is strong, how strong can he be!

The three of them followed anxiously behind them, not knowing what to do, watching their friends go to their deaths, they couldn't do it at all.

Lu Zhen was so anxious that his little nose and small eyes got everything, and he kept persuading him in front of and behind him, but he didn't get a word of answer.

Sun Xinyao, who was wearing a white robe and tied with an aqua blue ribbon, was not far away, her pretty face had a panic that she tried her best to suppress, but her mouth was slightly trembling and encouraged, "Yang Qing, you will definitely win!"

Immediately, regardless of Lu Zhen's three people's presence, they hugged Yang Qing's arm affectionately.

"That's for sure!"

Yang Qing held the soft and boneless little hand, touched the fine sweat in the palm of his hand, and his soft voice was full of confidence.

When Lu Zhen and the others saw such a scene, they knew that persuasion was useless.

There are not many disciples who wait for this news, and the ordinary outer disciples are not allowed to enter Lingdu Peak to watch the competition of the non-return, Lu Zhen and the three of them are Yang Qing's friends, and Sun Xinyao is there, so they are allowed to enter.

By the time Yang Qing arrived, Wang Dali had already arrived in advance, and it was Wang Erli's son Wang Youcai who passed with him.

Wang Youcai is already an adult, not tall, the fat on his original body has not decreased, but his body is more round, his round belly can't see the tips of his shoes when he looks down, the fat on his jaw is as many as three or four layers, and his eyes are squeezed by the fat on his face to only one slit.

And the eyes of this slit were full of pride, mockery and fierce light, as if to tell Yang Qing not to forget the scene back then, the fat palm scratched the trembling belly and raised the little thumb.

"Haha!" "Haha!" said in a hoarse voice full of hearty smiles, "Die, waste!"

"Snort!"

On the little thumb up, there is a spark!

"Knowing the Sea Realm!" Yang Qing was surprised in his heart, that spark should be produced by the failure of using spells, but it was not something that the Innate Realm could do, and then his eyes turned cold.

Wang Dali saw Wang Youcai's performance, and his face couldn't help but be colorful.

At this moment, there were more than ten people standing on the side of the non-return platform, five people from Yang Qing, two from Wang Erli, and the rest with a few inner disciples guarding the Lingdu Peak Mountain Gate, and then there was a sneer and an inner disciple with a relatively peaceful face standing side by side.

"Brother Bian, that person is Yang Qing" Zhou Tengyun leaned over, leaned over to the inner disciple, and whispered.

"Hmm!" The disciple replied lightly, his expression did not change, "Senior Brother and Zhong Liyu will have to turn their faces sooner or later, if he comes out alive, there will be no shortage of help"

Zhou Tengyun's expression was stunned, and then he said, "If you need a little brother, even if you are instructed," he thought in his heart, "Hmph, don't live a single one!"

"Zhou Tengyun, that is the ......" Yang Qing's eyes were even colder, and then there were doubts, the inner disciple next to Zhou Tengyun, he had seen it, and he couldn't remember what it was called for a while.

Sun Xinyao hugged her arms tighter, nodded slightly at the inner disciple, glared at Zhou Tengyun angrily, and said softly to Yang Qing, "That person's name is Bian Zeming, and he has the best relationship with my brother, and he also passed the word for my brother last time."

"Oh!" After mentioning this, Yang Qing suddenly remembered who this person was, three years ago, there was this person among the group of people who went to Banhuan Mountain to suppress bandits, his heart sank slightly, and he asked solemnly, "Is your brother's name Sun Shifeng?"

"How do you know, you're going to investigate," Sun Xinyao asked in surprise.

"No, I've heard of it before" How could Yang Qing forget Sun Shifeng, he was under Sun Shifeng's three-foot long sword, killing two people for the first time, and blood foamed all over his face.

A middle-aged man walked down from the second floor of Lingdu Peak, white and pure without smiling, this person came here to open the formation above the platform of no return.

When Wang Dali came here, the disciples of the mountain guard went up with a report, no need to record any copywriting, anyone can compete on the stage without returning, the close people of the dead party can take away their corpses, if there is no one to collect the body, the surviving side needs to do it.

Bai Jing didn't have any nonsense in the middle age, and waved his palm slightly to signal the two of them to enter.

"You must survive!" Sun Xinyao seemed to plead.

"Uncle, beat him into pulp" Wang Youcai's eyes were like a slit with a fierce light, and his hoarse voice was murderous.

Yang Qing and the two looked at each other and walked onto the stage of no return from both sides.

"Roar!"

The four monstrous stone beasts roared as if they were alive!

"Buzz!"

A layer of transparent enchantment lit up, enveloping the platform of no return like a thick light mask, and the sword light of the light mask loomed, as if it was about to slash at the platform of no return at any time.

"Boom!"

From time to time, the sound of a sharp blade coming out of the sheath sounded in Taichung.

The two people who did not return to the stage were not affected by this sound and slowly walked towards each other.

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