Chapter Twelve Killing
Yu Wentao's eyes lit up when he saw his father arriving. He hurriedly came to him and told his father with tears in his eyes that they were the ones who hurt him.
"Boy, are you the one who hurt my son?" Yuwen angrily scolded Xianglong.
"Huh! You are not strict in discipline, you allow him to do all kinds of evil, and you bully the weak. You are notorious. I didn't kill him to give you face." Yang Tianyu said expressionlessly.
"Be brave! There are always things that are not right, and it is not your turn to point fingers; I will spare your lives tonight as compensation." Yuwen Xianglong said with a gloomy face.
"I didn't expect that the majestic Princess Nanping would be so indiscriminate and protective of her calf." Yang Tianyu sneered.
At this time, outside Yuwen Mansion, a pair of soldiers in armor stood there neatly, with a strong killing aura on their bodies. The leaders were General Long Yan and Yan San who were stationed at Yuluan River. Suddenly, a black shadow fell and knelt down.
In front of him, "General, I have discovered that Yuwen Xianglong is leading the guards of the mansion towards the backyard, where Young Master Yang is."
"Long Yan, Yuwen Xianglong is a peak innate master, and there are so many guards. I am worried about the safety of the young master." Yan San said worriedly.
"In this case, we will divide our troops into two groups. I will take the two lieutenants and you to support Master Yang and the others first, and the remaining soldiers will rush in from the main entrance." Long Yan said calmly, and turned to give orders to the soldiers who were ready to go.
Yan San nodded in agreement, and then they flew into Yuwen Mansion and ran towards the backyard.
Yuwen Xianglong looked at Yang Tianyu's calm expression under such circumstances and praised: "Young man, you are still so calm in this situation. I wonder if you are confident or arrogant?"
"No matter what, there must be a result between you and me tonight, let's do it." Yang Tianyu said majestically.
"Don't blame me for bullying the weak and bullying the weak. You were so cruel that I had to kill you," Yuwen said to Long.
"If you want to fight, then fight! I, Yang Tianyu, have never encountered an opponent since I was born!" Yang Tianyu took a step forward, his clothes were bulging, and he pressed towards Yuwen Xianglong with a domineering aura.
Yuwen Xianglong felt the momentum from Yang Tianyu, and was almost out of breath, and his face changed drastically. He quickly used all his inner strength to resist this invisible pressure. Yuwen Xianglong looked at Yang Tianyu in shock: He has been practicing hard for many years and has not broken through the innate
At the peak, he can force himself into such a mess. It is certain that his cultivation level is much higher than his own. How is it possible? He is only a teenager!
The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Yuwen waved his hand to the dragon and said "kill", and the guards behind him raised their swords and attacked Yang Tianyu fiercely. Huh! Even if you are superb in martial arts, can you defeat my five hundred guards?
Yang Tianyu stopped Yan Zhong from taking action and ordered him to protect Yu'er. "It seems that today, I am going to go on a killing spree!" Yang Tianyu's eyes flashed coldly, and he looked at the guards who were coming towards him as if they were looking at a dead man. He moved, and saw
An afterimage remained in place, and when I looked again, the person was already in the crowd.
Yang Tianyu was like a tiger among sheep in the crowd. There was almost no suspense. After every move, several people fell down and could not stand up. In the seventh move of the round magic skill, "Sword Rain and Meteor", Yang Tianyu shouted loudly, and everyone saw him.
Yang Tianyu condensed his hands into a circular ball of true energy, which gradually split and condensed. He pushed forward, and thousands of air swords shot towards the surrounding guards like a solid body. This is a move with large-scale lethality in the round circle magic skill, and is suitable for
Now this kind of group fighting.
Yuwen Xianglong's pupils shrank suddenly. After Yang Tianyu's move, half of the guards did not stand up again. This kind of lethality was beyond the scope of human power. The remaining guards looked at the demon-like Yang Tianyu in fear. Not one of them
No one dares to come forward again.
Yang Tianyu looked at everyone with burning eyes, "Today's matter is a private matter. If you and others are still here to get in the way, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The guards looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to retreat because Yuwen Xianglong was behind him. Yuwen Xianglong sighed helplessly. He didn't expect Yang Tianyu to be so brave. I'm afraid even he himself would be in trouble today. But.
As a general who has fought on countless battlefields, he would rather die than lose his integrity.
"Young man, you are the first person I have ever met in my life. Although I feel that your cultivation is far better than mine, I still want to fight with you!" Yuwen said to Long proudly.
"Okay! I will definitely not disappoint Princess Yuwen!" Yang Tianyu began to feel a trace of pity for Yuwen Xianglong. Such a person would have a notorious son. He knew that he couldn't do anything, but at this time, he did it
At this moment, Yuwen Xianglong is a real man!
Yuwen Xianglong's whole body aura burst out, and the killing aura of many years of battles rushed towards Yang Tianyu violently, holding a Yanyue knife in front of him. On the other hand, Yang Tianyu's whole body aura was restrained at this time. Although Yuwen Xianglong was not his opponent,
He will still go all out because this is true respect for a warrior.
Yuwen made a move towards the dragon, and the Yanyue knife swung horizontally towards Yang Tianyu. As he approached, the shadow of an angry tiger appeared on the knife, and the faint roar of the tiger could be heard. Yang Tianyu did not dare to be careless, and he was really lucky.
Qi used the sixth form of the Perfect Circle Magic Skill, "The Perfect Circle", which was a defensive move. When the attack came, Yu Wen Xianglong only felt that he had struck the cotton with his sword, without any sense of force.
Yang Tianyu nodded with satisfaction. He used his true energy to perform this move, but it was many times stronger than the innate internal energy. Before Yuwen could withdraw his sword from the dragon, he punched the sword, and a spark appeared in the space.
Yuwen Xianglong only felt a strong force coming from the blade, which shocked him so much that he stepped back more than ten steps, half-kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment, and it seemed that a strange power entered his body and wreaked havoc.
He held back the pain all over his body and sweat rolled on his forehead. Unexpectedly, he was defeated in one move. He looked at Yang Tianyu with complicated eyes, "You really shocked me. Who are you? You have such cultivation at such a young age."
Chapter completed!