These days, Yang Huang has put on a suit and changed his previous behavior style, so he is most annoyed by people tugging on his suit. If it is a senior who is much stronger than him, there is nothing to say. People have to bow their heads under the eaves.
, but if it is a clown with no skills, he might kill someone.
"Senior Brother Yuansheng, let go, this monster...oh no, this person is here to visit." Quan Xiaoyu was a little anxious and quickly ran over to break up the fight.
Her senior brother is so weak that he has not even opened his eyes. He can only judge a person's strength by feeling his breath and energy fluctuations.
But Quan Xiaoyu had already opened her eyes, and even went a step further. She truly saw that Yang Huang's true form was a monster with jasper skin and golden pupils.
Even if he is not a monster, he cannot be an ordinary person.
"Huh? Xiaoyu, you actually spoke for him? Damn it! I'm going to kill you!" Ding Yuansheng saw Quan Xiaoyu so nervous, thinking that she had special feelings for the well-dressed stranger in front of him, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
, the hand that grabbed Yang Huang's chest suddenly let go, and the other hand waved his fist and hit him in the face.
Yang Huang had no expression on his face and did not even look at Ding Yuansheng. He has now refined the body of the King of Powerful Vajra Treasures. Although he has not experienced actual combat and does not know his specific strength, he is definitely far stronger than Ding Yuansheng, who has only reached the seventh or eighth level of Qi Condensation.
He put one hand into his pocket and took out a cigarette. Before he could light it, he was punched hard in the face.
Bang!
Click, click, click...
Ding Yuansheng used all his strength with this punch, and even used all the few breaths in his body. Unfortunately, this punch did not kill Yang Huang as he wanted, but instead killed himself.
The strong impact force exceeded what Ding Yuansheng's body could withstand. His punch was like the impact of a car traveling at 120 miles per hour hitting a ten-meter-thick steel plate.
Every bone in his body was broken, piercing into his muscles and internal organs, mincing all the organs in his body. Before he could even let out a scream, his body collapsed in front of Yang Huang like a puddle of mud.
Yang Huang coughed and without stopping, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it in his mouth and lit it.
This is one of the training grounds of the Tianshi Taoist sect. There are many Tianshi Taoist sect disciples practicing here. They used to have an attitude of watching the fun, but now it is different. A famous feeling rises in everyone's heart.
For the emotion of panic.
Quan Xiaoyu, who was trying to break up the fight on the side, was completely stunned. All this happened so quickly, which left her naive and simple-minded.
What's going on?
It was obviously Ding Yuansheng who used the killing move to defeat this monster, but why did the person who used the killing move turn to pieces instead?
Quan Xiaoyu shook his head, wrinkled his nose, and realized that there was a smell of blood in the air, and then he remembered that there was a rotting corpse in front of him.
Only then did her beauty turn pale, covering her face and jumping around while shouting.
"Who dares to act so recklessly in my Taoist ancestral home!"
A sound like thunder came from the sky, and almost all the disciples of the Tianshi Taoist sect on the top of the mountain heard it. Many people who were not at the scene came in a hurry, holding various magic weapons and weapons in their hands, as if they were ready.
A second or two after the voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe, with long hair and a sword on his back appeared in the sky. He was suspended in the air with eyes like lightning, looking at Yang Huang on the ground.
"Ah, uncle, don't be angry. Well... the matter is not as serious as you think." Quan Xiaoyu quickly ran to Yang Huang and said seriously. At least in her own sense of self, she is serious now.
"Uncle Master, this person broke into our sect without permission and even killed Junior Brother Ding Yuansheng without any reason. He deserves to be punished for his crime!" On the training ground, a disciple of the Tianshi Dao Sect who had witnessed the whole process quickly knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly.
shouted.
"No, no, this... Yang Huang didn't take action at all, okay? It was Senior Brother Yuan Sheng who used too much force just now, and then... he died." Quan Xiaoyu seemed to be unable to understand this behavior of confusing right and wrong, and quickly defended him.
Yang Huang defended.
"Junior sister Quan, don't talk nonsense! It's an obvious fact that this demon started killing people, so many people have seen it! I beg my uncle to punish the demon!" The former disciple spoke again, glaring at Quan Xiaoyu fiercely.
, as if to signal her to stop talking.
"I beg my uncle to punish the demon!"
"I beg my uncle to punish the demon!"
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In an instant, many people in the training field spoke in unison. Many of them had opened their eyes and could clearly see Yang Huang's physical form. Although they could not feel the aura of the demon, they could not care about it at this moment.
They just want to kill Yang Huang, regardless of whether he is a demon or a human.
The middle-aged man in the sky could tell that although the man in the suit in front of him did not leak any energy fluctuations and was not a human being, he was not a demon, because it is impossible for a demon to be without demon energy. He should be a cultivator.
Develop some kind of technique that can condense the body.
Although he understood in his heart, he did not show it on the surface. He was still glaring at Yang Huang as before.
"As for the demons, our Heavenly Master Taoist Sect has been entrusted with important tasks since our ancestors founded the sect, vowing to conquer demons and eliminate demons. After thousands of years, although we are no longer as persistent as before, in the important land of Longhu Mountain, we will always reject demons.
Enter, since you dare to come here and kill people, it means that you are here to seek death. I have to help you today." Uncle Master spoke slowly in mid-air. He closed his eyes, but from within his body
It exuded a suffocating pressure and went straight to Yang Huang on the ground.
Yang Huang stood still. The blood-red stone in the Mustard Seed Talisman glowed faintly at this moment, absorbing all the pressure. If someone feels it carefully, they can find that the strong pressure is like an endless river, constantly flowing towards Yang.
Huang's body gushed out, but as soon as it touched his body, it disappeared inexplicably.
boom!
The earth within three meters of Yang Huang was shaken to pieces by this pressure, but Yang Huang stood there doing nothing. He held the cigarette in his hand and looked up at the sky.
There is another person who is also fine, that is the little monk Quan Xiaoyu in front of Yang Huang.
"Huh?" Quan Xiaoyu was also surprised that Yang Huang could bear the pressure of his master-uncle so calmly. She quickly turned around and kept Yang Huang's body spinning in circles, constantly sniffing here and there on his body.
Smell it, as if you have discovered something interesting.
"Bold maniac!"
Uncle Master, who was in the air, shouted angrily as if he had seen a ghost. He thought that Yang Huang had some extraordinary treasure that could shield him from his pressure.
"wrong!"
Uncle Master seemed to suddenly remember something. He found that from the beginning, he could not see through Yang Huang's cultivation. In this regard, he relied on his past inertial thinking and classified him as someone who had a special magic weapon or had practiced to conceal his aura.
In the category of exercises, he ignored one issue.
That was the person in front of him. Perhaps his strength was so strong that he couldn't sense it.
If this is the case, then many things seem to be explainable, such as why the other party's named body is not human, but does not have a trace of demonic aura. It clearly looks like an ordinary person, but it can withstand 50% of his pressure without any facial expressions.
Change his color, why is that bald little girl hanging around him?
For a moment, the great uncle of the Celestial Master Dao Sect broke out in cold sweat. He felt as if he was about to make a huge mistake.
There were many disciples at the moment. He saw Yang Huang smoking a cigarette by himself without paying any attention to his consciousness. He just kept doing nothing and his figure flashed in the sky and disappeared.
This extremely majestic master-uncle escaped at the most critical moment.
"Eh?" The little monk Quan Xiaoyu looked confused. That's not right! Shouldn't the next plot develop into a tense situation between the two of them? Why did the stronger one suddenly run away?
"Isn't it because my uncle drank too much wine at lunch and had diarrhea?" Quan Xiaoyu said to himself, while looking at Yang Huang with strange eyes.
Now he was even more sure that this guy was definitely a demon.
If it wasn't a demon, how could Uncle Master run away?
"Humph, let's just say you are a monster. You have to fight with me. What's there to fight for?" Quan Xiaoyu thought happily in her heart. She hugged her small chest with her hands and raised her chin, looking very proud.
Yang Huang didn't care what Quan Xiaoyu was thinking. He knew why the middle-aged man in mid-air was running away. He was right to run away because he still had a deep connection with the Tianshi Taoist sect.