Martial Arts Murdering Nine Heavens

There was a yin-yin smile on his face, and Ye Yang went straight to Huang Wuya.

Huang Wuya sat on the ground and saw that the Ziyi people didn't seem to care. The horrible kendo here was so ordinary that he came towards himself.

Can not help but be shocked, Huang Wuya knows that he came here by relying on half-step respect for the master's cultivation, otherwise his understanding of kendo could not reach Ye Yuhan's position.

He was extremely frightened of this man in the purple clothes who was not obvious. He saw that he was passing by, nodded to Ye Yang, and smiled.

Ye Yang slanted his eyes and gave Huang Wuya a glance. He chuckled coldly. "Why are you laughing? Who laughed at you? Are you laughing?"

Although everyone has learned the arrogance of the Purple Man, he still underestimates the upper limit of his arrogance. You must know that Huang Wuya is a half-step respected master. He is the top character except for the strong child. .

Such a person greeted Ye Yang with a smile, in exchange for a ruthless scolding, so that all the pride of the people in Ziyi, have a new understanding.

"you……"

Huang Wuya became furious, shaking with anger, pressing one hand tightly against the hilt of the sword, watching his posture at any time.

Ye Yang turned a blind eye to his movements, lifted his chin, and looked at Huang Wuya with two nostrils. "What's wrong? Believe me or not, I'll give you an order. Everyone in the Purple Wind Holy Place will immediately chop you into meat sauce."

Huang Wuya's heart trembled immediately. The purple man himself gave him an unfathomable feeling. If coupled with the Holy Virgin, even if he had nine lives, he would never dream of leaving the ancient battlefield alive.

Gritting his teeth severely suppressed the anger in his heart. Although he was confident, even if he was not an enemy of the Holy Son, he had the ability to retreat.

But this only entered the ancient battlefield, no benefits were found, he did not want to offend a powerful holy place so early.

Because before entering the battlefield, he had to offend Ao Wuming because he wanted to kill Ye Yang. If he offends Zifeng Holy Land again, the consequences will be unthinkable. Even if he was too conceited, he didn't dare to offend the two holy places at the same time.

Seeing that Huang Wuya was shocked by himself, Ye Yang didn't mention how refreshing he was. It felt good to overpower others, no wonder that all the Holy Disciples were so aggressive.

Ye Yang snorted and said, "Today you are acquainted with you. I do n’t care about you. I really do n’t understand. There is so much arrogance at a young age."

After speaking, Ye Yang didn't even look at Huang Wuya, and continued to march towards the mountain, leaving everyone with a straight and arrogant back view.

Huang Wuya quickly turned his head and did not look at Ye Yang's back. He was afraid that if he looked any further, he could not help but kill him.

This is too bullying, how ironic it is to say the word "arrogant" in his mouth.

Now everyone is truly aware of the strength of the "grandfather" of the Purple Wind Holy Land. Nowadays, no one has doubts about his identity, so he is arrogant, except who can get it out of the Holy Land.

Li Xiangdong and others looked at the grandfather with admiration. This is the style of the Holy Land. They finally understood that what the grandfather said when he just met.

If you want to bully, bully the strong, and then you will have a sense of accomplishment. This will make them discourage the disciples who will only bully Xiaomi.

Ye Yang has given them a good start now, let them see, and the sense of achievement of bullying masters is too strong.

The half-step respected Lord Huang Wuya, when Ye Yang didn't show up, all the people in front of him were killed while he was on the way, all of them dared to climb up only after him.

In such an overbearing way, in the presence of Ye Yang, he didn't even dare to put a fart, how could he not let everyone be moved.

After Ye Yang went forward more than five hundred miles, the kendo will be more frightening here. Ye Yang slowed down for the first time.

Kendo will is not physical energy, it is a spiritual impact on people, not a strong physical body, and a strong cultivation that can resist, this is a sharpening of the will.

Seeing walking, there was a sudden change in front, and dozens of Tianjian grass were sent out by the wind seen in the canyon, which immediately caused everyone's exclamation, because this time it was too much.

It seems that there are no less than thirty or more. This is the largest one they have seen here in more than a month.

Because the Tianjian Gorge is often blown by wind, but if the wind is not strong enough, it is difficult to scrape out the Tianjian grass growing deep in the rock wall.

In general, three to five Tianjian grasses generally appear. Like the last time, there were more than a dozen, which is definitely a large-scale outbreak.

Ye Yang probed out the power of the soul and found that the Sword Grass was sent out by the wind, but the wind wrapped around it was an invisible sharp blade, containing the horrible will of Kendo. Take the Sword Grass among a group of wind blades, and take the chestnut from the fire. It makes no difference, if accidentally, his arm will be cut by the wind blade.

In particular, Ye Yang was in the upwind mouth, and the power of the wind blade was more powerful. Ye Yang took a deep breath, and his right hand was like a wind dance pear flower, which was clicked out ten times in a row.

"laugh"

When Ye Yang's hand was clicked thirteen times, despite being extremely careful, he was scratched by a wind blade, and a two-inch-deep mouth was cut on his arm, showing bones.

Ye Yang didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, and hurried back, leaving more than half of Tianjiancao to fly by.

Looking at the injured wound, Ye Yang felt a shock in his heart. The ancient power was incredible. The sword will will remain immortal forever. Even the wind that has blown because it was contaminated by the sword will became a weapon of killing.

Ye Yang looked at Tian Jian Cao in his hand and carefully counted it. There were 16 in total, and a satisfied smile was found on his face.

Raise your eyes and look down, because the wind inside the Tianjian Canyon is very weird, only flying down the canyon, and those Tianjian grasses float to Huang Wuya.

Huang Wuji struck cautiously. After some hard work, he caught five Sword Grasses, and a gloomy smile appeared.

The remaining dozen Sword Grasses drifted down, and when the road stayed overnight Yu Han, the night rain drank coldly, and his hands spied.

Huang Wuya, who was originally excited, suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were all jealous and greedy.

After three people had been picked, there were still seven Tianjian grasses flying down. For a time, thousands of people contended for me and immediately caused a mess.

After the chaos, dozens of corpses lay on the ground. Obviously, they were disqualified in this scramble.

But everyone is familiar with all this. Those corpses were thrown into the deep valley, and before they fell into the river, they were chopped into flesh by countless invisible wind blades.

Ye Yang sighed, this is the rivers and lakes, so ruthless, looked at Huang Wuya with envy.

"You're unhappy, I'm even more unhappy, and dare to kill my brother?" Ye Yang looked at Huang Wuya, his eyes turned, and he turned and walked down.

At this time, everyone was a little puzzled. Ye Yangming occupied the most powerful terrain, and the location was the most abundant. Why did it fall down?

When Ye Yang came to Huang Wuya's side, he stretched out a hand and hummed "Fetch"

Huang Wuya saw Ye Yang coming straight to himself, and he was on guard immediately. Seeing Ye Yang ’s action, he asked "what do you mean?"

Ye Yang frowned, scolding "Are you an idiot? Of course it is Tianjiancao"

With a cold face, Huang Wuya was furious. "Are you trying to rob?"

"Robbery? Fart, how respectful is my grandfather in the sacred place of Zifeng, how can you do such a thing as a roaring dog, are you insulting me?" Ye Yang's face sank, angrily.

Seeing Ye Yang was not robbing, Huang Wuya was relieved a lot, and asked, "Why do I have to hand over Tianjian Cao?"

"Idiot, haven't you heard of taxes? Ye and I are here to collect taxes," Ye Yang said with a look of scorn, like looking at a bun.

"Taxes? Why do you collect taxes?" Huang Wuya snorted coldly.

"Why? Just because I occupy a higher position than you, that is to say, I have absolute reputation and ownership here. You harvest things in my territory, can I collect taxes?" Ye Yang proudly said.

Although there are some strong words, but there seems to be a little bit of truth, but Huang Wuya is not the willing to lose. "So many people have been given Tianjiancao, why don't I see you collect taxes?"

Ahab, this Huang Wujia is rather insidious. He wants to make himself angry, and his mind is quite deep.

Everyone heard Huang Wuya's words, and their faces suddenly changed. If they really wanted to collect taxes, wouldn't they want to hand them out for nothing?

Ye Yang sneered, "Have you not heard of the statement of minimum living security? In my case, the monthly income is less than 50 Tianjian grass, which is tax-free."

Ye Yang's words immediately relieved everyone. They immediately knew that his grandfather was not greedy for the Tianjiancao in their hands, but was directed at Huang Wuya alone.

Because all the people here count, including Ye Yuhan, only Huang Wuya harvested more than fifty Tianjian grass.

At the same time, Ye Yang's admiration for the arrogant grandfather of Zifeng Holy Land, what is arrogance, this is called arrogance, specifically bully the strong.

These little guys, even if they want to bully others, do not have that qualification. This is the real pride of Ling Yun.

Huang Wuya hated this guy in front of him, but he was so envious of his power and background, he said, "How much do you want to collect?"

Ye Yang looked at him coldly and said, "Don't put on a gritted tooth, I only tax once, rest assured."

Hearing Ye Yang's words, Huang Wuya was furious and asked, "How many?"

Ye Yang stretched out a hand and said "five"

It took him so long to collect fifty-seven Sword Grasses, and he had to surrender nearly one-tenth in one fell swoop.

One hand surrendered five Tianjian grass with a little trembling. The reason for the trembling was distressed on the one hand and angered on the other.

After Ye Yang stomped Tian Jiancao with a smile, a smirk appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand again.