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Yang Yue covered her injured shoulder with one hand, and then looked around vigilantly. She had been staring at Yang Ying just now, so she could be sure that this broken blade was not flying from Yang Ying's side, but she had no idea which direction this broken blade had just flown from. Because the speed of the broken blade was so fast that before she could react, it stuck in her shoulder.

However, there was nothing suspicious around except for the panicked disciples and the vigilant elders.

"Dare to ask who your Excellency is, why did you attack me?"

"I really didn't expect that Your Excellency would have such a high level of cultivation and actually attack others for no reason. ”

"Don't you think it's despicable and shameless for you to do this?"

She knew very well in her heart that the person who would sneak attack her at this time was definitely on the side of Yang Ying's traitor, and judging from the dark blue spiritual power at the moment when the short blade was inserted into her shoulder just now, that person was an intermediate spirit emperor, and it was very likely that he was from the heavenly realm, so she had to try her best to force that person out, otherwise it would be too dangerous to "I am in the open and the enemy in the dark".

However, it is clear that the other party is not a reckless person. Yang Yue said a few words excitedly, but the person hiding in the dark did not move, and even his breathing did not worsen. Obviously, for Yang Yue's words, the person was very calm, and he didn't get angry, or suppressed his anger.

"Niece Yang Yue, it seems that you have a lot of enemies! The master of this sect hopes that it is better for you to stay away from our Tianji Gate, after all, I don't know if you will affect our entire Tianji Gate like your father. Finally able to win back a game, Yang Ying's face was very high-spirited. He is already a junior Spirit Venerable, and there are two intermediate Spirit Emperors from the Heavenly Realm hidden nearby, as long as Yang Zhong does not appear alive, Yang Yue will not be able to make any big waves.

Yang Yue quietly moved her gaze back to Yang Ying's body, but her face did not change much, only to see her sneer, and said, "Yang Ying, do you think you can intimidate me in this way? Hmph! Then you really underestimate me." Oh, by the way, my dad asked me to ask you on his behalf, did you find the Door Master Token?"

As soon as he heard the words "Door Master Token", Yang Ying's face immediately became gloomy. Seventeen years ago, when he forced Yang Zhong to say where the door master token was, Yang Zhong only said in high spirits before "dying", "The door master token is in the Tianji Gate, if you have the ability, you can find it yourself!" As a result, he really looked for it in the Tianji Gate for a full seventeen years, but as a result, let alone the door master token, he didn't even find a decent wooden card. Thankfully, however, he managed to forge an identical token in the end.

"Is it from you?" Hearing the whereabouts of the door master's token, Yang Ying was really a little overexcited, and he didn't realize how inappropriate the tone of his speech was.

"Uh-huh!" Yang Yue snorted abruptly. When everyone looked at her, they found that Yang Yue suddenly had an identical broken blade on her other shoulder. Another broken blade that appeared out of thin air.

Just as everyone looked around vigilantly and panickedly, suddenly, with a "pop", a white thing flew straight out and fell into the open space in front of the disciples. The man in white who fell to the ground clutched his chest in pain with his right hand, and looked up at the disciples around him vigilantly. And everyone immediately recognized that the white clothes on the person in white were not any style of Tianjimen, which means that this person was not a disciple of Tianjimen. Therefore, out of their duty, the disciples of the "Heavenly Branch" immediately quickly surrounded the injured man in white and put their swords around his neck.

Looking at the strange man in white who was surrounded by the disciples of the "Heavenly Branch", everyone was messy in the wind. What's going on today? Why are there so many weird things?

Looking at the white-clothed man in front of him, who seemed to have been kicked out, Yang Yue immediately reacted. She smiled, then stepped forward and asked, "You're the one who just attacked me?" She knew that her father had been watching here, and her father would never let her suffer. Needless to say, it can be determined that this white-clothed man who flew out of the sky is the one who attacked her just now.

In fact, this unlucky man in white was indeed the one who had just injured Yang Yue. Although the man was indeed well concealed at first, he was exposed when he struck a second time.

And when Yang Ying saw the man in white who was kicked out, there was a "boom" in his mind. In addition to the two men in white, there were also masters hidden in this vicinity, and he didn't even find them. In other words, that person's cultivation is either higher than him or equal to him.

At this time, the man in white lying on the ground just glanced at Yang Yue faintly and did not answer the question that Yang Yue asked him, and then he closed his eyes and spit out. After a while, there was a "pop" sound, and the man in white spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he suddenly slammed his hands, and the dark blue spiritual power immediately dispersed, and immediately shook back the "Heavenly Branch" disciple who was holding the sword on his neck, and then stood up indifferently. The people of their heavenly realm have undergone a training called "not to be surprised" since they were young, and indifference is the expression that appears most on their faces.

Yang Yue used her spiritual power to stop the bleeding from the wound, and then took her sword and attacked the man in white who had already stood up.

It seemed that Yang Zhong was ruthless when she kicked the intermediate Spirit Emperor, so even if Yang Yue was injured, she still quickly subdued the intermediate Spirit Emperor who seemed to be fine, but the internal injury was still very serious. Yang Yue methodically put her saber on the neck of the man in white with an indifferent expression, and then calmly looked at Yang Ying on the high platform. As soon as Yang Ying on the high platform saw the man in white fall into Yang Yue's hands in an instant, he began to panic. However, he clearly knew that he couldn't be distracted to save the man in white now, because he had to be on guard now, and there was a master hidden nearby who would be at a disadvantage if he was not careful.

After all, Yang Zhong was still at the peak of the Senior Spirit Emperor, and Yang Ying was already a junior Spirit Venerable, so after Yang Ying carefully searched the surroundings inch by inch with his eyes, his eyes were firmly fixed on a bush not far away, and he finally found Yang Zhong's traces. With a "swish", Yang Ying swept towards the direction where Yang Zhong was hiding like an eagle. Yang Zhong noticed that the situation was not good almost at the same moment, and then reflexively raised his sword to meet Yang Ying's palm.

In an instant, Yang Zhong, who was dressed in black, deftly dissolved Yang Ying's palm power with the strength of four or two thousand catties, and then his figure flashed and fell on the high platform where Yang Ying was standing.

Seeing this, the elders below all held their weapons in their hands and took a defensive posture.

"Who are you?" Yang Ying looked at the shriveled and thin old man above, her eyes narrowing dangerously. He felt a bit of déjà vu in the body of this strange black-clothed lame old man, but he was sure that he hadn't seen this black-clothed lame old man.

Looking at Yang Ying, who was standing below with a gentleman's face, Yang Zhong laughed, laughed and laughed, and finally laughed into tears. In fact, he was not much older than Yang Ying, if he hadn't had an accident seventeen years ago, according to his cultivation talent, he would definitely look much more handsome than Yang Ying now. However, that can only be if. Of course, he didn't have many complaints about his current appearance. It's just that I was a little emotional to see Yang Ying still looking so middle-aged.

Haha laughed for a while, and Yang Zhong stopped laughing. "You actually asked me who I am? Hehe, I didn't expect you to even recognize me. ”

Hearing Yang Zhong say this, Yang Ying was a little stunned. He was sure he hadn't seen a person like this, and he hadn't heard a voice like that. So after really not thinking of a reason, Yang Ying was a little angry, "Who are you?

"Haha, you Tianjimen, Senior Brother Yang Ying, you are really ****** smooth!" robbed someone else's things, and then confidently said that the thing was his in public. This kind of person feels disgusting when you think about it.

As soon as Yang Zhong's "Senior Brother Yang Ying" came out, the elders below and some disciples who knew about it all stared at Yang Zhong above with wide eyes. In this world, from beginning to end, the only one who can call Yang Ying his junior brother is Yang Zhong, who is said to have hung up seventeen years ago, the former master of Tianji Gate. However, the crippled old man in black above couldn't be their former door master. You must know that their former master can be called a personable, handsome and extraordinary.

Yang Ying turned his eyes to look at Yang Yue, who was already holding the injured man in white and standing far away from him, and then raised his eyes again to look at the black-clothed lame old man on the high platform, and said in a deep voice: "This old gentleman, what kind of joke are you playing with us? My Senior Brother Yang Zhong was brutally murdered by gangsters seventeen years ago. And you, how could you kill my senior brother? What's more, if you want to pretend to be my senior brother, you have to see your appearance and your age first. In fact, when Yang Ying spoke, she was already secretly thinking about a way out in her heart. He didn't have absolute doubts that the lame old man above was pretending to be his senior brother, because, seventeen years ago, he was the one who personally broke his senior brother's leg. And the only thing he had the advantage now was that he still had some elders and a large number of disciples who absolutely supported him before the events of seventeen years ago were revealed, as well as the appearance and age of the person above.

Yang Zhong's expression became more and more cold when he looked at Yang Ying, "Why did I become like this, I think among so many people present, the one who knows the most is you." Why do you knowingly ask, and what am I doing today, you should be able to guess with your cleverness?"

"Joke! Old man, do you think that you are my senior brother or my senior brother? Do you think everyone present will believe your nonsense? I think you should be the helper that Yang Yue found this girl!" Speaking of this, Yang Ying paused for a moment, then changed her words and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe that stupid girl is admitting a thief as her father but doesn't know it!"

"You!" Even though Yang Yue was usually calm and calm, she was angry at this time, but it was precisely because she was already angry at this time that she actually relaxed her vigilance. At this moment, another white-clothed man who had been lurking nearby quickly attacked Yang Yue.

At this time, Yang Zhong only saw a sensitive silver light flashing underneath, his heart sank, and he jumped towards the silver light on tiptoe, and at the same time shouted at Yang Yue: "Yue'er, be careful!"

But Yang Ying cunningly raised his sword to block Yang Zhong's way, and fiercely attacked Yang Zhong, recruiting a killing machine.

Looking at the long sword that had already come to her in front of her in the blink of an eye, Yang Yue reacted with agility: she raised her sword to meet it and dissolved the move of the man in white. But she ignored the man in white who had been imprisoned by her sword all along.

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