[Chapter 415: The head was kicked by a donkey]
For Yang Yiyun, it didn’t matter whether Ding Yuanshou admitted it or not. He had come to his door, so what else could he say?
Yang Yiyun was now in his own nest, so he couldn’t be afraid of trouble.
Facing Ding Yuanshou’s questioning, he said without hesitation: “I killed him.”
As soon as he said this, Ding Yuanshou’s face turned black and his whole body trembled. Although he had many children, Ding Chan was the one with the best talent and was the young master of the Divine Sect he established.
It was one thing to speculate and investigate, and it was another feeling to hear it with one’s own ears. Ding Yuanshou almost couldn’t breathe when he heard Yang Yiyun’s calm admission. The
aura of his whole body soared into the sky, and the strong wind around him blew up the dust.
Yang Yiyun was also secretly shocked in his heart. Ding Yuanshou’s Taoism was profound, and he thought that he should be able to deal with it with his current cultivation.
After all, he had entered the seventh level of the foundation-building period, which was the same as the seventh level of the innate ancient warriors, but Yang Yiyun had a strong true qi and mental power of the same level, which was his biggest advantage.
In addition, after reaching the seventh level of foundation building, although his spiritual consciousness still stayed within the range of 900 meters, his mental power focused on a larger area, and estimated that the current trend of dragon scale attack was twice as strong as before. With
all kinds of means combined, he really didn’t fear the ancient warriors of the eighth level of innateness.
Just after Yang Yiyu admitted that he had killed Ding Chan, Mu Guanghan of Qingcheng also asked coldly: “So my son Mu Qiancheng also died in your hands?”
“Yes.” Yang Yiyu admitted very openly.
“Okay, okay, even if I start killing today, it won’t be considered breaking the rules of the ancient martial arts world.” Ding Yuanshou of Shenzong was so angry that he trembled all over.
At this moment, Ding Yuanshou didn’t care about any rules. As long as Yang Yiyu admitted it personally, he couldn’t say anything even if he wiped out the ancient warriors of the entire Yunmen Jiuzhou.
“In this case, killing is a matter of course, kid, surrender.” Mu Guanghan looked at Yang Yiyu and said coldly.
At this moment, Mu Guanghan stood with his hands behind his back, and when he faced Yang Yiyu, he looked like he was looking at a dead person.
Of course, neither Mu Guanghan nor Ding Yuanshou took Yang Yiyu as a dish, because Yang Yiyu had restrained his aura, and it was impossible to tell what realm Yang Yiyu was at. Even if they could tell, they thought that Yang Yiyu’s cultivation was not that high.
The only thing that made the two of them afraid was that the rumored Yunmen had a master, and perhaps this master was a congenital ninth-level existence, but even so, this time the two families joined forces to bring a total of thirteen congenital seventh-level ancient warriors, and with their own congenital eighth-level cultivation, even if there was a congenital ninth-level master sitting in Yunmen, they would still give him a pot of wine.
Yang Yiyu was so angry that he laughed, squinting his eyes and said, “Who do you think you are?” He didn’t even know who Mu Guanghan was in Qingcheng.
“Hmph, kid, I’m Mu Guanghan. Mu Qiancheng is my son. I’m the elder of Qingcheng Criminal Law. Today, I’ll let you die knowingly.” Mu Guanghan’s tone was full of contempt for Yang Yiyu. “
Old man, according to what you said, if you kill me, I should just clean my neck and wait to be killed? You useless sons provoked me first, but I didn’t have a grudge with them.
What? I killed the little useless boy, and now you two old useless guys jumped out and killed me at my door, and let me surrender. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?” Yang Yiyu cursed without any hesitation.
“You… well, well, I’ll let you know today that strength is the truth. Letting you kneel and die is a compliment to you. Come and take me down, rush in and eliminate this shitty Yunmen for me.” Ding Yuanshou of Shenzong was the first to attack. At
his command, the six innate seventh-level ancient warriors behind him immediately rushed towards Yang Yiyu.
At the same time, Mu Guanghan also waved his hand, and the seven ancient warriors behind him dispersed, forming an encirclement as if they were afraid that Yang Yiyu would escape.
As for Yang Yiyu, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He heard Ding Yuanshou’s words about razing the Yunmen, which meant that he wanted to destroy the sect.
With a flash of cold light in his hand, the Dragon Slaying Sword was instantly in his hand. With a roar, he swept and slashed at the six innates who rushed over.
With Yang Yiyu’s current cultivation, the power of this sword far exceeded the strength of the seventh level of the innate.
The six innates of the Shenzong did not take Yang Yiyu seriously at first, and it was a waste of human resources for the leader of the human sect to order the six of them to take down Yang Yiyu.
But after Yang Yiyu’s sword came out, the six people knew that this idea was wrong, and it was outrageous.
Just from the aura emitted by Yang Yiyu’s sword, it can be felt that the power of this sword exceeds the strength of the seventh level of the innate.
In an instant, the six people retreated violently.
However, in a duel between masters, life and death are a matter of life and death. Often, a careless mistake will separate yin and yang, and the victory or defeat will be determined by oneself.
Some of the six people reacted quickly, while others reacted slowly, so they were doomed to suffer.
Moreover, Yang Yiyu used his powerful and almost solid mental power to attack the six people at the moment of drawing the sword, and was prepared to kill the other party by surprise.
The Dragon Slaying Sword itself is a high-level magic weapon. Although Yang Yiyu did not communicate with the sword spirit in the Dragon Slaying Sword, his powerful cultivation and the power of the magic weapon itself, this sword can kill a storm without changing the color of the sky and the earth.
“Cut~”
“Boom~”
“Ah…”
Under the sword, six Qixianxian seven layers, three of them reacted quickly to avoid it, and the first one was directly eliminated.
The other two fell in a pool of blood, and the last one had both legs broken. Although he did not die, he lost his combat effectiveness.
One careless and contempt allowed Yang Yiyu to kill three Xiantians with one sword. Of course, one of them had both legs broken. Although he did not die, he was still the same in the battle.
Ding Yuanshou and Mu Guanghan’s faces suddenly changed.
As soon as Yang Yiyun made a move, the two of them felt that Yang Yiyun’s strength had surpassed the seventh level of Xiantian. They
were careless and
underestimated the enemy
. The two of them narrowed their eyes.
Ding Yuanshou was particularly uncomfortable because the one who was killed was from his Divine Sect.
“Die, kid~” Ding Yuanshou’s heart was bleeding. There were only a few people in the entire ancient martial arts world who were at the seventh level of Xiantian. He was furious and made a move.
Mu Guanghan also followed closely. He knew what it meant to take down Yang Yiyun.
Yang Yiyun, who was under investigation, had many combat skills and pill recipes in his hands.
Coming here for revenge today was the first priority, but he also had to get the things from Yang Yiyun, otherwise wouldn’t his son Mu Qiancheng have died in vain?
Besides, he couldn’t let Ding Yuanshou get away. Although the two sects were friendly, they were not in the same boat. They joined forces mostly because they met by chance.
“Come together~” Mu Guanghan ordered the seven Qingcheng Xiantians who were surrounded by him at the moment he flew up.
At one time, Yang Yiyun, Ding Yuanshou, Mu Guanghan, and the ten innates under the two sects, a total of twelve people, rushed towards Yang Yiyun.
At this moment, Yang Yiyun’s eyes were solemn and he was very alert. Wu Moqiu and the other three behind him also came to Yang Yiyun’s side, and four against twelve started a fight.
Facing the attack of twelve innate masters, Yang Yiyun was doing two things at once. He suddenly activated the dragon scales and immediately wanted to kill Ding Yuanshou, who attacked first.
“Dingdang~”
What surprised Yang Yiyun was that the attack of the dragon scales failed.
At this time, Ding Yuanshou shouted: “This kid has a magic weapon, everyone sacrifice the magic weapon.”
When Yang Yiyun looked over, he saw that Ding Yuanshou was holding a big knife in his hand at some point, and it was a spiritual weapon in his perception, and it was a top-grade one.
This really made Yang Yiyun jump in his heart.
No wonder he could withstand the attack of the dragon scales.
When Ding Yuanshou finished speaking, everyone in the field had a flash of light in their hands.
Surprisingly, everyone had various spiritual weapons in their hands. However, in Yang Yiyu’s perception, only Ding Yuanshou and Mu Guanghan had high-grade spiritual weapons. The remaining ten people had some low-grade spiritual weapons and some high-grade spiritual weapons, but most of them were low-grade.
Yang Yiyu felt even more heavy in his heart. He really didn’t know how these people could have so many spiritual weapons.
In the name of ancient warriors, spiritual weapons are called magic weapons.
But this is not the point now. The point is that Yang Yiyu felt pressured.
The fight between the two sides started instantly.
Wu Moqiu had a higher cultivation level, and he held back two innate seventh-level cultivators by himself. As for Qiao Fu and Wu Moxia, each of them had difficulty dealing with one, but fortunately they were able to hold them back. The three ghost cultivators reduced the pressure of four innate cultivators for Yang Yiyu.
(End of this chapter)
