Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty - Recognize

Yang Tianxing just had a thought, but his movements were not slow at all.

Yu Wenlong looked at the silver-robed boy in front of him, but a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the silver-white robe disappeared out of thin air as if it melted into the fine snow in the sky!

"Huh?" Yu Wenlong was slightly startled and looked around subconsciously!

"Holy Son! Below!"

As soon as the voice rang, Yu Wenlong subconsciously looked down, and a sharp edge came into his eyes.

It was a spearhead that shone with cold light, and cold light was the sharp edge that could cut through Ye Xue.

After all, Yu Wenlong is not a mediocre person, and he shrank back very quickly!

puff!

The gun blade slashed across his face, leaving a long bloodstain!

"Want to run?" Under the fine snow, the mist under Yang Tianxing's feet was hard to detect, but the figure appeared behind Yu Wenlong like a ghost, and the Feixue spear in his hand mercilessly pierced his right thigh and plunged into the ground. , Yuwenlong's deafening scream came from his ears!

"Stop it all, or I'll kill him!" Yang Tianxing's face was icy cold, his left hand became claws, and he clasped Yu Wenlong's throat, who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes flickering fiercely.

Those stunned cultivators of the Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe had a face, but they didn't dare to come over, their eyes rolled, and they didn't know what they were thinking. The pale Wan Erhao also came over quickly and stood behind Yang Tianxing.

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tianxing, the same golden robe.

In the entire Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe, only two people are qualified to wear this golden robe.

The two are both surnamed Yuwen, because they are father and son.

Yu Wenchang looked at the two teenagers in front of him, and then at Yu Wenlong who was screaming.

Seeing his father coming, Yu Wenlong hurriedly said bitterly, "Father! Hurry up and kill these two beasts!"

Yang Tianxing heard the words, his face sneered even more: "Beast?" The right hand holding the spear twisted slightly, Yu Wenlong screamed again, hated in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, just stared with his eyes dead. With Yang Tianxing!

Yuwencang took a deep breath, stopped looking at his son, and said slowly, "Your Excellency is from the Four Seasons Mountain? I have had several relationships with Master Yang Dong, the master of Dongfeng Peak. I don't know which peak you are from?"

Yang Tianxing glanced at the golden-robed man from the corner of his eyes, snorted coldly and said nothing.

Wan Erhao was still as silent as gold, just watching how Yang Tianxing dealt with it. If he didn't know, it would be hard to imagine that this person just broke out and repelled several cultivators in an instant, and there were also two palaces or one pattern among them. The strong are included!

Seeing that Yang Tianxing didn't answer, Yu Wenchang frowned even more.

Although he was anxious to save his son, he was not an impulsive person. The two teenagers in front of them, one is only a palace, and the other is a young man who has not even broken through the Xiantian Palace. They actually repelled the digital powerhouse, and even captured their son from it.

The strength of this level of leapfrog fighting, the identity will certainly not be simple, maybe it is a disciple of some major force or tribe to come out to experience.

Among them, the three major forces are at the head.

The three major forces are Burning Heaven Mountain, Chaoxia Palace, and Four Seasons Heaven. Their requirements for their disciples are very high. If they do not cultivate the Dao, they will not allow their disciples to go down the mountain. It is said that this is a model that imitates Yunfu. If you are not skilled enough to learn to walk the rivers and lakes, you will only lose the face of the forces behind you.

Although he couldn't see the origin of the silent boy in red robe, Yuwencang had had dealings with Yang Dong, the master of the Winter Peak in the Four Seasons, and knew the fluctuations of the power of the Four Seasons Technique. In the tent just now, he also hurried out because he felt the fluctuation of the patterns of the Four Seasons Heavenly Cultivation Technique.

The silver-robed boy in front of him must be from the Four Seasons.

If it wasn't for the traitor going down the mountain privately, then he must be the core disciple of the four seasons...

Core disciple?

Yu Wenchang carefully measured the boy in front of him, dressed in a silver robe, and a silver gun in his hand flashed with complex and dazzling pattern fluctuations, and at a glance, he knew that he was not ordinary. What made him more concerned was the look of the boy in front of him.

He once visited Dongfeng as a guest and saw the appearance of Yang Xia, the owner of the Four Seasons Heaven, from a distance.

The young man in front of him is actually seven-point similar in outline!

Then think of the genius boy who is famous in the world's congenital twin palaces...

"Could it be that your Excellency is the young master of the Four Seasons, Yang Tianxing?"

Yuwencang clasped his fists and said, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

The Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe is very powerful, and it ranks first in the entire north, but it is really far from the behemoths like Sijitian. Four Seasons is the most powerful force in the north! That is not something that the Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe can contend with!

Yang Tianxing didn't answer when he heard the words, but raised his brows, obviously tacitly agreeing.

Yuwencang chuckled: "It's an honor for the ancestor's son and nephew to come here! It's an honor for the Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe! Come, let's have a banquet!"

It's just that deep in Yu Wenlong's head-down eyes, no one saw the hatred that flashed over.

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Xu Yan returned to the lakeside cabin a little tired.

In the past ten years, apart from being too young to start exercising, he has been practicing very seriously. But he did not exercise too much muscle and body to avoid affecting development. Even so, his body is already stronger than his normal peers, at least not too far from those who have broken through the first palace realm.

Even so, his natural weakness is a fatal disease.

Endurance and physical strength are two different things.

Even a strong man with muscle and hair may not have strong endurance; on the contrary, a person who looks thin and weak may be able to run thousands of meters without breathing.

Xu Yan is now trapped in this embarrassing situation.

His body is not weak, but his endurance is extremely poor, but in this world, many things pay attention to endurance. Such as forging, fighting, and even healing Zuo Canghai today. It's just that he doesn't have much solution, and he can only secretly hope that things will change in the future.

After Jin Qianji officially moved in, he learned that Xu Yan was born with a weak heart, so he also calculated his orientation in a formation, and placed a few palm-sized statues in the entire lakeside hut. The statue is a cute looking pigeon.

According to Jin Qianji, this statue does not have much function, but it can activate the air in the area. Although it cannot be cured, at least in the lakeside cabin, Xu Yan's breathing is smoother, and the time he can exercise the limit has increased by a few minutes.

He sat cross-legged on the mysterious black futon, deliberately ignoring himself. The skyfire power contained in his body is too terrifying, if he looks inside himself, he will be scared to death. At this moment, he is focusing on the picture in his mind.

That was the picture of Murong Yan condensing her qi into needles today.

Admit it or not, Murong Yan is the only genius doctor in the world.

This so-called genius doctor is not a simple title, but a realm.

Today, the force of the tattoos in one hand was used to form needles, and it was simply the force of the veins that compressed into a capillary needle and drilled into Zuo Canghai's body. Xu Yan's ability to control the force of the veins really shocked Xu Yan.