[Chapter 369 I’ll Kill You Like a Dog]
The feeling of using the mind to drive the spiritual weapon or dragon scale to fight, at this moment, Yang Yiyun has only one word in his heart – cool.
Wherever the mind reaches, the dragon scale will reach.
Qian Jue ordered three innate level 5 ancient warriors to deal with him before, Yang Yiyun used the dragon scale, and with just one thought, driven by the mind, he severely injured the three innate level 5 masters.
In fact, he could have killed the three people, but after thinking about it, he didn’t do it.
Killing too much will definitely affect his state of mind in the future. Master Yun Tianxie has told him this.
Besides, this is Wudang. After all, he came to Wudang to find allies. Although Qian Jue insulted him, there was no deep hatred.
The three innate level 5 also obeyed Qian Jue, and there was no hatred at all.
Based on this, Yang Yiyun only drove the dragon scale to stab the legs of the three people in an instant, and did not kill them.
Even so, the three innate level 5 masters were frightened and fell to the ground one by one with horror on their faces.
The three of them didn’t even see that Yang Yiyun had injured them with a life-threatening hidden weapon. They only saw a flash of golden light in Yang Yiyun’s body, and then he fell to the ground with a pain in his leg.
At this time, when Yang Yiyun said coldly to Qian Jue, “If you move, your head will move,” the three innate ancient warriors saw clearly that Yang Yiyun’s hidden weapon was a dragon scale-like thing.
As powerful as Qian Jue, the current Wudang’s top master besides the old masters, was subdued by Yang Yiyun in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the Wudang disciples present were deeply shocked.
One by one, they were guessing how Yang Yiyun did it?
Obviously, his body was five or six meters away from Qian Jue, why could he hurt people with a golden light from his body?
First, he put it on the three innate fifth-level masters, then cut off one of Qian Jue’s arms, and finally put the glittering golden hidden weapon against Qian Jue’s neck.
What kind of hidden weapon was that? At
this moment, many people were full of speculation and fear.
There were only two people present with different faces, both of whom looked at Yang Yiyun with extremely pale faces.
These two people are naturally the parties involved, Qian Jue and Ming Jue.
Yang Yiyu’s strange hidden weapon reminded them of a word in their minds – magic weapon.
It is recorded in the Wudang Secret Book that there are magic weapons in the world that can kill enemies thousands of miles away by taking objects from the air. It is a weapon that ancient warriors dream of.
Unfortunately, they have never seen such weapons.
Ming Jue looked at Yang Yiyu’s extremely pale face. What he was thinking in his heart was that when Yang Yiyu and Qian Jue started fighting just now, he did not help Yang Yiyu, but chose to stand by and watch.
In fact, Ming Jue also wanted to see what means and strength Yang Yiyu had, so he did not help when Yang Yiyu and Qian Jue fought.
At this moment, Yang Yiyu turned defeat into victory, and there was a magical turn in the field. The first thing Ming Jue thought of was that if he offended Yang Yiyu, would he settle the score later?
As for Qian Jue, who was held against his neck by Yang Yiyu with dragon scales, he felt even more unbearable than Ming Jue at this moment, and a shadow of death loomed over his head.
He had never felt so intimately, and death was so close to him.
No matter how hard he tried, he never thought that Yang Yiyu would have a magic weapon in his hand.
With cold sweat on his forehead, he said with a pale face: “Magic… magic weapon~?”
Yang Yiyu squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, wanting to say something country bumpkin, buddy, this is a spiritual weapon, an authentic dragon scale, what kind of magic weapon, of course he also understands that the name of the magic weapon may be the name of the ancient martial artist for the spiritual weapon, just like the same realm, the ancient martial artist called it innate.
And the cultivator is the foundation building period.
Looking at Qian Jue, Yang Yiyu condescendingly said: “I will kill you like killing a dog~”
Qian Jue’s face was hot, this sentence was exactly what he had cursed Yang Yiyu before, and now he was used on himself. He
really felt mixed emotions.
Who killed you like killing a dog, it was clear at a glance.
Qian Jue’s face was ashen, and when death really loomed in his heart, he was afraid. What can a sixth-level innate do? He was still afraid of death.
“Shouldn’t you say something to me?” Yang Yiyu brought up the old things again, which was a typical slap in the face, and he was very persistent.
When my buddy asked you before, you old bastard laughed wildly with disdain.
Now I’m going to ask you again, let’s see if you can still laugh?
The scene was completely silent, and everyone was looking at Yang Yiyu, looking down at Qian Jue, the top expert of Wudang.
Listening to Yang Yiyu’s words, Ming Jue’s party felt extremely happy.
However, Qian Jue’s party had gloomy faces, and they wanted to fight Yang Yiyu to the death.
But did they dare?
Of course they didn’t dare.
Qian Jue struggled in his heart at this time. He thought about resisting, but the consequence was that Yang Yiyu would have his head cut off. He finally gave in, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: “Qian Jue should not humiliate the master, please spare my life~”
“Are you saying love words to your concubine? Who are you talking to?” Yang Yiyu looked at Qian Jue with a smile.
The defense line in his heart had collapsed, and Qian Jue also gave it his all and shouted loudly: “Qian Jue should not insult Master, please spare my life~”
Qian Jue used his true energy to pass through the whole venue, and every Wudang disciple heard it,
including the Wudang disciples who came after ringing the sect bell.
In fact, there are no less than 500 people in the whole Wudang. In addition to the 80 or 90 ancient warriors seen at the mountain gate, there are naturally some weaker disciples who came later, such as disciples in the Mingjin period.
The operation of the whole Wudang is inseparable from eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. These ancient warriors at the innate level naturally need to be served, and those weaker disciples are the ones who serve these innate uncles.
At this time, everyone heard Qian Jue’s confession.
Everyone widened their eyes.
The first master of Wudang actually begged for mercy.
Some ordinary Wudang disciples were very shocked.
However, it didn’t matter to them. They might not be qualified to interfere in the affairs between these big shots and masters in their lifetime.
Yang Yiyu was finally satisfied. He not only wanted to punish Qian Jue and let Qian Jue admit his mistakes in front of everyone, but also to show those unconvinced Wudang disciples, so as to pave the way for what to do next.
Since he has intervened, he might as well manage it to the end, choose a successor for Wudang, and make Wudang a rope. This is in his interest. Yunmen will have to deal with Wudang in the future. It is
impossible to choose a scattered sand as the first ally, right?
Looking at Qianjue, Yang Yiyu whispered: “Master Qianjue, are you convinced?”
Qianjue wanted to curse Yang Yiyu, you are holding a knife to your neck and asking if you are convinced? What can I say?
“Disciple is convinced.” Qianjue whispered.
“Well, it’s good to be convinced. I specialize in all kinds of dissatisfaction. Today, for the sake of Sikong Yuan, I will spare your life, but you old bastard, remember this, if you dare to mess with me again, I can kill you a hundred times without repeating~” The last sentence of Yang Yiyu’s voice was like an ice cave in winter.
Qianjue shuddered all over. He saw the murderous intent in Yang Yiyu’s eyes, and the last trace of thought in his heart was completely extinguished.
While speaking, Yang Yiyu took the dragon scale back into his body with a thought.
Qian Jue’s tense nerves relaxed, and he knelt on the ground with a groan and said loudly: “Wudang disciple Qian Jue thanks Master for not killing me. From today on, Qian Jue is willing to obey Master’s orders and regard Master as Wudang Supreme.”
Qian Jue could see that Yang Yiyu was a man with evil spirit all over his body. He was too mysterious. Just now, he saw not only murderous intent in his eyes, but also illusions as deep as the sea of stars. He was a man who had practiced martial arts for a full 108 years. What he had seen and heard in his life was naturally incomparable to ordinary people. The scene in Yang Yiyu’s eyes, in Qian Jue’s view, such people will undoubtedly be evil in the future.
Not to mention Kunlun, there is one person in the distance, and the same scene as the sea of stars can be seen in his eyes.
The reason why Kunlun became the big brother in the ancient sect is not only because of his rich experience, but more because Kunlun has a demon with unlimited potential.
And Yang Yiyu now has such demon potential.
Yang Yiyu smiled. This time, he heard the words from Qian Jue’s heart. He was truly convinced. He grinned and said, “Alright, get up. After all, I have a connection with Wudang. As for you, I don’t care whether you have ambitions or not, but I want to tell you that if you are too arrogant in the ancient martial arts world, you will be beaten. There
are many people who can kill you. If you are too obsessed with power in the cultivation of Taoism, you will never reach a higher level in your life. Remember, cultivation requires obsession, but you must also let go of obsession, so that you can improve and go further on the road of martial arts.”
(End of this chapter)
