"All the disciples of the Chu family listen to the order! Kill on Nine Dragon Peak!"
Chu Wu poured his true energy into his voice and roared loudly. The high-pitched and resonant voice spread throughout Jiulong Peak.
"kill!"
Everyone yelled and rushed towards the Yin Yang Sect's mountain gate crazily.
Soon, the gatekeeper disciples of the Yin Yang Sect in front of the mountain gate were killed, and a large number of martial arts cultivators poured into the mountain gate.
At the head of the group were Chu Wu's masters from the late stage of the Realm, including Shen Lang. They led hundreds of martial arts cultivators and took advantage of the darkness to attack the Yin Yang Sect with great momentum.
Not long after, fire spread everywhere on Jiulong Peak.
A series of fists and kicks exchanged, countless swords were swung down, and blood arrows flew out. The disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect were quickly killed and caught off guard, leaving many dead and injured. Many of them were so frightened that they abandoned their armor and ran away.
Yang Wei was only wearing a pair of pants. He didn't even have time to put on his pants, so he took some Yin Yang disciples and tried his best to kill them out.
Damn, that's so careless! Yang Wei's expression was extremely ugly. He never thought that these clowns would actually come back?
The Yin Yang Sect had suffered heavy losses to begin with, but after such a sneak attack, all its disciples were almost dead, and all the surviving ones ran away.
Only Yang Dabao and a few elders of the Yin and Yang Sect were left to resist, with cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads. Yang Dabao thought to himself that this was really a trick, and hoped that Yang Wei could show off his power again, otherwise he would consider running away.
Not long after, a group of martial cultivators united by the three major families and three sects came to the outside of the Yin Yang Sect's main hall with overwhelming force.
Several masters in the late stage of the realm are at war with Yangwei.
"Yang Wei, tonight is the day you die!" Chu Wu shouted.
Yang Weiqi's face turned dark. It was really a wrong step. Now apart from the elders of the Yin and Yang Sect, he was almost the only commander left, and Yang Wei was in an extremely bad mood.
He had been injured by Shen Lang before, and in addition to the battle in the morning, the body-protecting Qi that had been stimulated for a long time consumed a lot of his Qi.
Although a female cultivator has just been replenished, her strength is far from being restored.
Facing so many martial arts cultivators, Yang Wei was still a little stressed. He suppressed the anger in his heart, put on a polite look and smiled: "Haha, I, Yang Wei, have been favored by God, and with the hard training, I finally broke through to the peak of the realm.
, is a blessing to the entire Qingfeng Mountain. I didn’t expect that you people, out of jealousy and hatred, would unite to attack my Yin Yang Sect! This is a bit shameful, right? I promise that as long as you retreat, I can spare your lives.
I won’t cause any trouble for you in the future.”
"Dream! Either you die tonight or we die." Chu Wu sneered.
"It's not good for so many of you to beat me up, isn't it? How about we hold a 'Qingfeng Mountain Sword Discussion' another day and let's all compete together in martial arts?" Yang Wei said with a smile.
Wang Lihong smiled and said: "Yang Wei, don't treat us as retarded, let's compare notes now."
Yang Wei's face was very ugly, and it seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was basically zero.
Under the current circumstances, Yang Wei really didn't want to face so many clowns.
Although he is not afraid of these clowns, his current state is not very good.
Yang Wei's face darkened, and he hummed: "Huh, originally I wanted to leave you a way to live, but since you don't know how to live or die, you're here to die, so I'm sorry!"
Ye Chao gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Wei, even if we don't come to Jiulong Peak, will you let us go?"
Yang Wei said with a sinister expression: "Ye Chao, considering that your daughter is in my hands, I might let you go. But today, none of you will survive!"
"Devil, give me back my daughter!" Ye Chao looked ferocious, shouted loudly, and fiercely attacked Yang Wei with his sword.
Chu Wu and others also rushed forward.
Just fight, it won't take a lot of effort! Yang Wei thought in his heart, he didn't think these clowns could be his opponents. Even if he was injured again today, he would kill all these clowns!
Although Yang Wei was not wearing pants, he still put on a "I am a master" look, standing proudly with his hands behind his back. In order to show his strength, he did not bother to take the initiative.
When Ye Chao's sword was about to hit him, Yang Wei suddenly stretched out his two fingers, clamped the hilt of the sword, and lifted it casually.
With a "ding!", Ye Chao flew out with the sword and fell to the ground.
Ye Chao was injured by Yang Wei in the morning and has not yet recovered from his injuries. He is considered to be the weakest among these martial arts cultivators in the late stage of Wenjing, even worse than Shen Lang.
Ye Chao got up from the ground again, gritted his teeth, and continued to stab Yang Wei with his sword.
Seeing that Yang Wei was still so fierce, everyone did not dare to neglect and launched an attack with all their strength.
Chu Wu, Zheng Shuai, Ye Chao, Fahai, Wang Lihong, and Shen Lang besieged Yangwei. Three martial arts cultivators in the middle stage of the realm also assisted in the attack.
A large number of other martial arts cultivators dealt with the remnants of the Yin Yang Sect and several elders, and the fierce fighting on the scene became increasingly fierce.
Shen Lang set up the Blood Drinking Knife and slashed a sword energy towards Yang Wei.
"boom!"
Yang Wei struck out with a palm, shaking the sword energy away.
"Humph!" Yang Wei snorted coldly, jumped on one foot, and rushed towards Shen Lang as fast as lightning.
In the morning, Yang Wei was sneak attacked by Shen Lang, his buttocks were smashed, and his face was greatly damaged. He wanted to show a high profile and be the first to kill this kid to save his face in the morning.
Shen Lang knew that Yang Wei would target him, so he did not dare to neglect, so he stepped on the magic light step and quickly dodge.
Yang Wei launched his attacks one after another, but Shen Lang had no intention of resisting and just hid here and there. He knew that Yang Wei was angry, and once Yang Wei succeeded, Shen Lang felt that his end would be miserable.
Chu Wu and others also knew that Yang Wei was targeting Shen Lang, but fortunately Shen Lang was very good at light kung fu and Yang Wei was unable to move easily, so he could not be hurt for the time being.
Seeing Shen Lang hiding and jumping around, Yang Wei's face turned black. If he hadn't been seriously injured on his butt, how could he have been teased like this by a martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of his career?
"Boy, die!"
Yang Wei was so furious that he risked his life, raised his palms upward, and a violent wind gathered between his arms.
"Surge style!" Yang Wei yelled, pushing his palms towards Shen Lang, and the swift and violent palm wind suddenly hit Shen Lang.
This is the most powerful move of Yang Wei, and the palm wind speed is extremely fast.
Shen Lang broke into a cold sweat. He could tell that Yang Wei's move was unusual.
Seeing that the palm wind was too fast and unable to dodge, Shen Lang made a quick decision, flipped his right palm over, pushed it forward violently, and instantly launched the third stance of the Snowflake Divine Palm.
"boom!"
The two palm winds collided together, and Shen Lang's palm strength was too much compared to the Yang power. He was directly blown away more than ten meters away and hit the beam of the pavilion in the distance. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Lang climbed up from the ground with difficulty, coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, and looked a little ugly. He still underestimated Yang Wei.
Fortunately, he had just hit the Snowflake Divine Palm to withstand most of Yang Wei's palm power, otherwise he might have ended up here.