These weapons placed on the shelves have been dusted.

Xiao Yang's hand* On these weapons, for a warrior, they saw the weapons as if they were watching the groups of cute children. At this moment, these cute children will become the savior of this world!

Xiao Yang grabbed the blue jade sword with his hand, but when Xiao Yang was about to pull out the sword, he suddenly felt a force of gravity coming from the sword. This weight could not be allowed to Xiao Yang to pick up the sword.

Xiao Yang's heart sank instantly.

"I have no resources to capture troops!"

Xiao Yang grabbed other ancestral soldiers, not only Lan Yujian, but he could not pick up all the weapons here. These weapons were like they were fixed there, and no matter how hard Xiao Yang used, he could not move at all.

Xiao Yang found the ancestor's army, but could not take it away at all.

"I have no capital to capture soldiers, where does this capital to capture soldiers come from!" Xiao Yang was extremely upset. He was clearly in front of him, but he was stuck here, so he had no idea.

"Old man Lu, you ask me to eliminate the demons in my heart and put me in the position of this savior, but what should I do next!"

Xiao Yang kept murmuring to these ancestral tools, he was muttering and asking himself.

Xiao Yang became a little anxious, he began to worry, and he was eager to rush back to the battlefield.

"What!"

Xiao Yang's face changed sharply, his pupils widened, and the life sickle on his back suddenly increased its weight. The sickle was heavier than a mountain, which made Xiao Yang kneel on one knee, endured the weight behind him and supported him tightly. His body began to tremble because of this weight, and sweat flowed down Xiao Yang's cheeks.

The life sickle pressed down on Xiao Yang, unable to move.

He can't even remove the scythe now.

"What's going on, what's going on, why everything has changed, why!"

Xiao Yang was roaring inside.

"Old man Lu, I have obviously eliminated all my inner demons, why did I create these things to make things difficult for me!"

Sweat wet Xiao Yang's back. Xiao Yang was so nervous that he wanted to remove the life sickle, but he could not do it at all.

"It seems like this, you can't move." A joking voice sounded.

Xiao Yang suddenly turned around and saw two figures standing at the entrance of the arsenal, one man and one woman, both looking young.

There is a marking symbol on this man and a woman, which makes Xiao Yang understand instantly where these two people come from.

"Holy Temple."

Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words.

"I originally wanted to see if you have some strength, but now it seems that I can't see it." The man looked at Xiao Yang who was half kneeling on the ground and sneered.

And the woman spoke: "Senior brother, be careful, there is a strange energy here."

The man looked disdainful, "Just in this backward place, where can weirdness be weird? Just a group of barbarians."

The man walked into the cave casually, came to Xiao Yang, looked at Xiao Yang with a high voice, and said, "What's wrong? The surname Xiao, do you give such a great gift to meet the future Lord of the Heroic Palace?"

Xiao Yang's body trembled, and the weight applied by the life sickle was getting bigger and bigger.

The man stretched out a hand and placed it on Xiao Yang's forehead, as if he was giving Xiao Yang some kind of gift, "Where is the Yingling Order of the surname Xiao?"

Xiao Yang did not give any answer.

"Rareless!" The man suddenly waved his arm and slapped Xiao Yang on the face. The crisp sound sounded in the arsenal, which was particularly harsh.

"If I ask you, you will answer, do you understand?" The man stared at Xiao Yang.

"Senior brother, why not chop his limbs first." The woman walked up, stared at Xiao Yang, and scolded, "You dare to disrespect the Lord of the Heroes Palace. Xiao Yang, you deserve to be guilty!"

Xiao Yang could feel the pain on his face, and even a hot feeling came from Xiao Yang's face clearly.

The male squatted down and looked at Xiao Yang, "Ask you again, where is the Heroic Spirit Order?"

Xiao Yang took a deep breath, and he wanted to take off the life sickle behind him.

"say!"

"Bang!"

This time, the woman stepped forward and slapped Xiao Yang in the face.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have humiliated myself." The man smiled slightly, "Look at what you are now, it is as ridiculous as a dog in front of us. You are here to find the ancestor soldiers, but you are pressed under the ancestor soldiers and unable to move. This is really ridiculous."

A short blade flashed in the female hand, and a short blade appeared in the female hand. She shook the short blade in her hand and placed it on Xiao Yang's shoulder. Then the short blade of the female was gently stroked, and a hole appeared in the clothes on Xiao Yang's shoulder, and blood flowed down from Xiao Yang's shoulder.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the so-called lamb to be slaughtered, right?" The man looked at Xiao Yang, "Speak, where is the Heroic Spirit Order? If I am in a good mood, I can spare your life so that you can continue to survive."

The short blade in the woman's hand stroked again, and another blood mark was drawn on Xiao Yang's shoulder.

"The mouth is quite hard." The woman spoke, then pierced the short blade on Xiao Yang's shoulder and rotated it hard.

With the rotation of the short blade, blood was left in large quantities from Xiao Yang's shoulder.

"Hmm?" The woman frowned, "Don't make a sound?"

When a woman's mind moved, the short blade pierced on Xiao Yang's shoulder suddenly became longer and directly passed on Xiao Yang's shoulder.

"Speak!" The woman waved her arm and slapped Xiao Yang in the face again.

"I'll let you speak! Speak! Speak! Do you understand! Speak!"

The female arm was waving continuously, and the slaps fell on Xiao Yang's face one by one, and the crisp sound kept ringing.

The woman's expression gradually became crazy, and the strength in her hands continued to increase. You can see that there was already a light on her palm, and the slap she pulled out was already filled with a gaze.

"I'm a man and let you speak out!" The woman kicked Xiao Yang in the chest.

Because of the existence of the life sickle, Xiao Yang himself did not move at all, which also caused him to suffer a greater impact, and his body had no place to relieve his strength.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiao Yang's mouth.

"Junior sister, okay." The man raised his hand and stopped the woman's movements.

The woman was originally crazy, but because of this man's words, she instantly became gentle, like a well-behaved sheep, standing behind the man.

"If I say this, it is also the descendant of Lu Yan. It may be a bit unworthy of Lu Yan's face to humiliate him like this." The man smiled slightly, "Xiao Yang, if you don't want to continue to embarrass your master, just tell the whereabouts of the Yingling Order, so that everyone can live a good life, right?"

Xiao Yang, who had never spoken out, said the first sentence he said after seeing the men and women in the Heroic Spirit Hall.
Chapter completed!