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Chapter 580 Killing Intent

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Xiao Yang subconsciously glanced at the Great Elder beside him, and found that the Great Elder had not noticed the changes he had made. His eyes were staring at the top of his head, and tears flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Yang probably understood the mood of the elder at this moment. A clan with a long history is about to decline, and this feeling is like winning the first prize in poverty.

The wind in the valley is a breeze, but it makes huge waves in people's hearts.

As time went by, the breeze gradually spread throughout the valley, and the people in the valley began to gather here to a greater or lesser extent. Each of them had already guessed in their hearts and could see that anyone who came here could not help but slow down, and their faces were filled with excitement.

Some people even sat cross-legged and began to breathe greedily.

There are more and more people gathering in the valley, which is definitely the most important thing in the Tangjia Valley!

If no one has any extra words, everyone has a silent tacit understanding, walking over and sitting cross-legged.

Xiao Yang also sat down here. His feelings about this spiritual energy were not changed except that he would feel comfortable when breathing, but mainly the lotus above his head.

Now this lotus is a huge trouble for Xiao Yang. If he doesn't solve it for a day, he will not be able to sleep peacefully.

Xiao Yang sat here quietly, and he was closest to the scattered spirit array and he got the most benefits.

Xiao Yang could clearly feel that the lotus above his head was getting more and more solid. He shook his head and said that such actions would no longer have much impact on the lotus.

Time passed by in such a minute and a second, and the spiritual energy emitted from the spirit stone has a kind of meditation effect.

Xiao Yang's eyes gradually closed and his breathing became smoother.

A hint of coolness was blowing by the breeze, Xiao Yang shivered, opened his eyes, but found that it was pitch black in front of him. Before he knew it, it was already evening!

A bright moon hangs high in the sky. Through the valley, you can only see a tail. Most of the people who were originally sitting cross-legged in the valley have left, and they are only sitting here in groups of three or three, working hard to practice.

Boring cross-sitting is more uncomfortable for many people than training in the harsh sun.

Xiao Yang felt the lotus on his head, which was much stronger than before.

Xiao Yang stood up and sat cross-legged for a long time, which made his legs a little numb and shook his legs. As soon as he was about to leave, he heard a gust of wind coming from the side.

Xiao Yang didn't even think about it, his body muscles rolled over like a conditioned reflex. When he turned around, he looked at the place where he was just standing, three crossbow arrows were inserted, with sharp shoulders and pierced directly through the ground.

Xiao Yang frowned and looked at the place where the sharp arrow flew to see the Sequoia man standing not far away from him. Next to the Sequoia man, he was also following a middle-aged woman and a middle-aged man. Xiao Yang had seen both of the two people who were next to the Sequoia man at the dinner table yesterday, all of whom were senior officials of the Tang family.

At this moment, each of these three people held a crossbow in his hand, and the three crossbow arrows were from the hands of these three people.

"I'm very lucky. If you wake up one second later, your head will be nailed to the ground." The Sequoia man stared at Xiao Yang and sneered.

Xiao Yang got up from the ground, frowned and looked at the three of them, and said in a deep voice: "Is this what you three mean, or what Tang's mean?"

"Is there any difference?" The Sequoia man smiled indifferently, "What I mean is what Down means."

Xiao Yang felt much more relieved when he heard the words of Sequoia man. As long as it was not what Tang's meant, it would be easier. He was not afraid of conflict with Tang's. What he was afraid of was to let this cooperation go to ruin. After all, there was a Guangming Island behind him to grow.

Xiao Yang chuckled at the Sequoia man, "As far as I know, you are not the patriarch, are you?"

"Don't worry, it's all right away!" The Sequoia man sneered and shot a sharp arrow at Xiao Yang again.

Facing this sharp arrow, Xiao Yang did not have any extra moves, but just dodged slightly and avoided.

"You three trash do you think you are my opponents?" Xiao Yang clenched his fists. He deliberately delayed his time in his opinion, just to take this opportunity to understand the tolerance of the lotus above his head.

"A man who is just a ruling qi, don't be too arrogant!" The middle-aged woman shouted, pulled out two scimitars from her back, and rushed towards Xiao Yang suddenly.

The scimitar brings a cold light in the darkness.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Xiao Yang raised his fists and saw that the opportunity just now was confirmed that the lotus on his head could at least bear 50% of his current strength. If that was the case, then the next thing would be easy to say.

Not to mention 50% of the strength, only 40% is enough to deal with the three people in front of you.

Although these three people are much older than Xiao Yang, in terms of combat experience, Xiao Yang killed out of the sea of ​​blood. Together, these three people could not catch up with Xiao Yang!

Xiao Yang punched the middle-aged woman on the surface of the knife cut by the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman stepped back and felt her hands numb. She shouted to the side: "Don't look, take him down together!"

"Of course." Another middle-aged man pulled out a thin sword from his waist and rushed from another direction.

The Sequoia man held a big knife in his hand, and the three of them formed a triangular attack, and at the same time rushed towards Xiao Yang.

Faced with the attack of the three people, Xiao Yang was not afraid at all and responded to the enemy with his two fists.

More than ten moves were passed between the four people in a blink of an eye, and Xiao Yang had the upper hand against one and instead gained the upper hand.

This made the three of them feel a little cold. They knew that Xiao Yang had already controlled his energy, but they still looked at him.

The Sequoia man waved his hand suddenly and sprinkled a handful of powder directly.

Xiao Yang reacted very quickly and held his breath and retreated as the Sequoia man sprinkled out the powder.

"Do you think you can hide?" The Sequoia man sneered, not caring about Xiao Yang's actions at all.

Xiao Yang left the range of powder sprinkled by the Sequoia man, and felt something was wrong in his heart, because he found that the powder sprinkled by the Sequoia man was not toxic at all and would not affect him at all.

At this time, the three men of Sequoia came to Xiao Yang again, and Xiao Yang responded to the enemy.

After a few more moves, Xiao Yang's face changed. He finally understood what the powder sprinkled by the Sequoia man was for? It was not a poison at all, but something that could limit his breath!

When I punched myself, the air in my body blew outward, as if I was encountering some obstacle.
Chapter completed!
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