"Show mercy!"
This sound was more than deafening, and it was simply a direct touch of the heart.
The air mass visible to the naked eye exploded over the courtyard and rumbled and echoed. Not only the people in the courtyard were dumbfounded, but also Yang Yu outside the manor was slightly stunned.
"Stop?"
Yang Yu's thoughts changed and his fingers were loosened. However, four arrows were originally on the string, but only one arrow was fired.
boom!
collapse!
The sound of the bowstring shaking is still after the sound of the sound wave explodes, and the arrow itself is faster than the two.
The sound waves that the Miaofa Lao Dao roared had not dissipated, and he was already electrocuted and seemed to have jumped off the altar. Almost at the same time, the altar was penetrated by an arrow.
boom!
The arrow flashed, and the two altars had collapsed at the same time. Wood beams, mud and sand flew together, and stones and dust splashed. In an instant, the two altars that had been built for many days were completely destroyed.
As the aftermath spread, everyone retreated in a panic.
However, even though they were evacuating, everyone was still looking at the old Taoist Miao Pharaoh. Not only did Mu still be stunned and unbelievable. Even Taoist Miao Yun and others were a little confused.
‘Who shouted that his subordinates showed mercy?’
The skylark was a little confused.
Everyone present, because his martial arts skills were the least, and the previous changes were too big, he did not react for a while until everyone looked at the Taoist Taoist...
"Master, you..."
The skylark staggered and felt that the tall image of his master in his heart collapsed.
Who would have thought that the moment ago, I was still talking about the power of Taoist techniques in my family, stepping on the turmoil and fighting, like the legendary old Taoist master who calls the wind and rain.
Will decisively admit defeat in the next moment...
"Hahahahahahahahaha!"
The brief silence of the courtyard was broken by laughter.
Mu, whose limbs were removed, was almost buried alive by the altar, but he laughed loudly, and tears were almost flowing out of his eyes:
"No wonder you can live so old, it turns out to be an old turtle, an old turtle!"
"shut up!"
Old Taoist Miaoyun scolded him angrily, and a whisk knocked his mouth to pieces.
But he was still laughing bitterly, angry, laughing and hating.
He thought that he might fall, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of such a group of rats.
He never expected that Yu Wanghai's reliance on his words was even worse than himself. He had been running away for ten days, but this group of veteran bulls surrendered without taking a single move!
"puff!"
He leaned forward and sprayed his blood on the sky, spilling his head and face.
"Senior brother..."
The faces of several veteran Taoists turned pale and white, and some people guessed what he thought, but this was too unbearable.
"I'm old and my blood has fallen. In addition, I've lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely fought with others. No matter how, I'm not going to be the opponent of Lord Yang..."
Facing the complicated gaze of everyone, the Miao Dharma Old Master looked as usual, and there was no shame in not seeing him:
"Junior Brother Miaoyun, you are the best martial arts among us. How about Qi Longsheng? How about Xiao Zhan?"
He is not helpless.
If he forced the Mo Yun Order, he might have to forcefully activate the Taoist technique, but he could not lock the person. With this attack, the enemy might not die, but he would definitely die.
And without myself...
"That can't be, it can't..."
Miaoyun shook her sleeves with hatred, and she was very likely to turn her body and fight with the person she came.
"If it is related to the life and death of the sect, why should the old Taoist be afraid of death?"
The Master Miao Pharaoh stopped him and pointed to Mu Huan who was grinning in the dust:
"My junior brother really wants to fight for him?"
He sighed and woke up the others.
They went down the mountain this time because of a severe drought. There was almost no life in the mountains and they were unable to go down to the mountains to survive. Although they could compromise, there was no reason to fight for the death.
If they really want to die, they are not as pure and free as they die on the mountain.
"this……"
Hearing this, Miaoyun calmed down. Of course, more importantly, he heard the sound of footsteps.
The sound of footsteps as deep as drums.
In the courtyard, a needle was heard. Mu, who was smiling miserably, closed his mouth and struggled to look at the place where the footsteps came.
Before the person arrived, he saw a robe like fire.
Under the red flying fish robe, the person who came was calm and surging, as calm as the earth, but also contained boundless fire, which looked extraordinary.
"Is this the legendary Jinyiwei? Flying fish suit, embroidered spring sword..."
Looking at the person coming, Yunlu was full of awe, and the resentment in his heart suddenly disappeared.
This dress looks so beautiful.
"Yang, Yang Zhu..."
Mu also moaned, and when he saw the flying fish robe like fire, his heart was cold.
Unless Yu Lingxian descended from the sky, he would have no chance of life...
"My wonderful method of Moyunmen, pay homage to Qianhu, Yang Yu, Lord Yang!"
The wonderful method raised a single palm on his chest and gave a gift.
No matter what the rest of them think, they will treat them with politeness.
"Moyunmen..."
Chewing on the origin of everyone, Yang Yu scanned everyone one by one and landed on the token tightly held in the hands of the Miaofalao:
"The old Taoist's method comes from this token, right? Can you look at it with a quick look?"
After the mist dissipates, the sense of crisis also disappears.
And as he approached, he had a faint sense, allowing him to know that the old Taoist method should be this strange token.
It's not Daoguo, but it's the ingredient.
Excellent ingredients.
"this……"
Everyone in Moyunmen changed their expressions.
Taoist Miaoyun shouted even more, the whisk was shaking straight like a sword, and his face was full of anger:
"Don't bully people too much!"
"So what if you bully you?"
Yang Yu smiled coldly, his tone was extremely cold and hard:
"According to the court's laws, attacking and killing the Jinyiwei is a crime of killing all over the family! Don't say that you are bullying you, what's wrong with killing you?"
His words were heard and he did not hide his murderous intent.
This group of Taoist priests may not have participated in the ambushing Qi Gang, but from the dangerous aura he felt before, we can see that this group of people's butts were not clean.
"you!"
The old Taoist Miaoyun looked ugly.
"What if you give it to an adult?"
The Wonderful Dharma Master spoke at the right time and gave the order to Mo Yun with both hands.
"You really want to bear it?"
Seeing this, Yang Yu looked at the old Taoist priest with a high opinion. There are not many martial artists in the martial arts world who can bend and stretch, and even if he himself can, he will never be able to do it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He has no impression of this Moyun Sect.
However, there are hundreds or thousands of sects in the world, and it is not surprising that he has never heard of them. After all, from everyone present, this sect is probably not very big.
Perhaps it is just like the Jade Dragon Temple, it is just a Taoist temple in the deep mountains.
"Sir, I'm joking, I can't bear to leave anybody..."
Seeing that Yang Yuzhen took it, the old Taoist's heart suddenly rose to his throat. Fortunately, the adult seemed to dare not think about this thing, so he played with it for a few seconds and returned it to him.
The rest of the people were relieved.
If Mo Yunling fails, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he will have to fight to the death.
【Ingredients: Moyunling】
【Level: Tendu (Part 2)】
【Quality: Can (Part 2)】
[Evaluation: The carrier of the god seed ‘Shenfeng Demon Suppression Order’, which is a thing that has been worshipped for seven hundred years by Moyunmen. Those who are in line with it can use the altar to urge power to be exerted]
[Refining can obtain: a small probability of obtaining the divine seed ‘Divine Peak Demon Suppression Order’]
【The Glutty Cauldron is insufficient to accumulate energy and cannot be refined】
The carrier of the divine seed ‘Shen Peak Demon Suppression Order’?
Can worship the divine seeds be passed down and driven from generation to generation?
"Can this still happen?"
Yu Yang was very surprised and a little solemn.
Dao Fruit cannot be passed on.
Even if it is refined, it is impossible to pass on it to future generations. In his imagination, the divine seed should be like this, but he didn't expect that there would be such an operation.
This is the case with Moyun Sect, what about other sects that have ever had divine seeds?
With no trace of sensing the information in the Gluttony Cauldron, Yang Yu walked to Mu Huan, who was lying motionless like a dead dog.
"Yang Yu, Yang Yu!"
Mu Huan was afraid of being in trouble, so he wanted to grit his teeth, but his mouth was broken long ago:
"Don't be proud! My today is your tomorrow! If you want to know something from me, you can't imagine..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of revealing the secrets in the sect, so he closed his eyes.
However, beyond his expectations, Yu Yang did not ask him any secrets, nor even asked who instructed him.
"I heard that Liansheng's teaching has a very good 'Lisheng's seal'. It is a master martial art that burns the enemy's jade. I wonder if you know it?"
"What, what?"
Mu still opened his eyes in shock.
"It seems that you won't."
Seeing his reaction, Yang Yu sighed with regret. With a blink of an eyebrow, a ray of wind pierced his eyebrows and his brain ruptured. He could not die any more.
The seal of sacrificing one's own martial arts is really good.
Just once saved him years of hard work for blood exchange. If he had done it a few more times, he might be able to compete with the King Zhao of the Western Palace?
Yang Yu turned around, and everyone in the courtyard retreated, all of whom looked solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.
'Why didn't this man even blink? Are the Jinyiwei so cruel...'
The lark was frightened.
He had never even killed a chicken or duck, and he was really shocked to see someone's brain breakdown with his own eyes.
Especially this one, killing people is as calm as eating and drinking water...
"Come on a chair."
Yang Yu spoke, and Yun Li was shocked and hurriedly returned, moved out of the Grand Master's chair in the house and let him sit down.
The big Malaysian golden sword sat down, Yang Yu looked around everyone, tapped the back of the chair, and said lightly:
"Don't worry, Yang is not a bloodthirsty person, and he will not kill anyone for no reason."
Only by believing in you will there be a ghost!
The Miao Pharaoh felt sorry for his heart, but he still squeezed out a stiff smile and said to listen.
"This villain intends to ambush our deputy commander of the Jinyiwei. He is extremely guilty. He should have been exiled for three thousand miles in his family!"
Yu Yang looked at him coldly.
"Such a traitor should be killed! But I and others really don't know this person's crime, so please tell me what he is."
The old Taoist priest bowed.
After living for so many years, Miaofa certainly knew what this person wanted to ask, and immediately, without any concealment, and told all the matters.
From the fact that he and others could not survive, Yu Wanghai had no choice but to cooperate, to the stern refusal to ambush Qi Gang...
"That's how it is, I hope you can see it clearly."
The old Taoist priest was full of bitterness:
"We can't survive for two years of severe drought. There is no fresh bark in the mountains..."
clatter!
The sound of knocking on the back of the chair ended abruptly, and Yang Yu's eyes flashed:
Chapter completed!