Godly Dragon Guard

"All Chu family disciples obey the order! Kill on Nine Dragon Peak!"

Chu Wu filled his voice with true energy and roared loudly. The high-pitched and resonant voice spread throughout Jiulong Peak.

"kill!"

Everyone yelled and rushed towards the Yin Yang Sect's mountain gate crazily.

Soon, the gatekeeper disciples of the Yin Yang Sect in front of the mountain gate were killed, and a large number of martial arts cultivators poured into the mountain gate.

At the head of the group were Chu Wu's masters from the late stage of the realm, including Shen Lang. They led hundreds of martial arts cultivators and took advantage of the darkness to attack the Yin Yang Sect with great momentum.

Not long after, fire spread everywhere on Jiulong Peak.

A series of fists and kicks exchanged, countless swords were swung down, and blood arrows flew out. The disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect were quickly killed and caught off guard. They were seriously injured and died. Many of them were so frightened that they abandoned their armor and ran away.

Yang Wei was only wearing a pair of pants. He didn't even have time to put on his pants, so he took some Yin Yang disciples and tried his best to kill them out.

Damn, that’s so careless! Yang Wei's expression was extremely ugly. He really never thought that these clowns would actually come back?

The Yin Yang Sect had suffered heavy losses to begin with, but after such a sneak attack, all of its disciples were almost dead, and all the surviving ones ran away.

Only Yang Dabao and a few elders of the Yin and Yang Sect were left to resist, with cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads. Yang Dabao thought that he was really cheating now, and hoped that Yang Wei could show off his power again, otherwise he would consider running away.

Not long after, a group of martial cultivators united by the three major families and three sects came to the outside of the Yin Yang Sect's main hall with overwhelming force.

Several masters in the late stage of Wenjing and Yang Wei were at war with each other.

"Yang Wei, tonight is the day you die!" Chu Wu shouted.

Yang Weiqi's face turned dark, he really made one wrong step and another wrong step. Now that the Yin and Yang Sect, apart from those elders, almost only had him as the polished commander, Yang Wei was in an extremely bad mood.

He had been injured by Shen Lang before, and with the battle in the morning, the body-protecting Qi that had been stimulated for a long time consumed a lot of his Qi.

Although a female cultivator had just been replenished, her strength was far from being restored.

Facing so many martial arts cultivators, Yang Wei was still a little stressed. He suppressed the anger in his heart, put on a polite look and said with a smile: "Haha, I, Yang Wei, have been blessed by God, and with the hard training, I finally broke through to the peak of the realm. , is a blessing to the entire Qingfeng Mountain. I didn’t expect that you people, out of jealousy and hatred, would unite to attack our Yin Yang Sect! Isn’t this a bit shameful? I promise that as long as you retreat, I can spare your lives. I won’t cause any trouble for you in the future.”

"Dream! Either you die tonight or we die." Chu Wu sneered.

"It's not good for so many of you to beat me up, isn't it? How about we hold a 'Qingfeng Mountain Sword Discussion' another day and let's all compete together in martial arts?" Yang Wei said with a smile.

Wang Lihong smiled and said: "Yangwei, don't treat us as retarded, let's compete now."

Yang Wei's face was very ugly, and it seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was basically zero.

Under the current circumstances, Yang Wei really didn't want to face so many clowns.

Although he is not afraid of these clowns, his current state is not very good.

Yang Wei's face darkened, and he hummed: "Huh, originally I wanted to leave you a way to live. Since you don't know how to live or die, you come here to die, so I'm sorry!"

Ye Chao gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Wei, even if we don't come to Jiulong Peak, will you let us go?"

Yang Wei said with a sinister expression: "Ye Chao, considering that your daughter is in my hands, I might let you go. But today, none of you will survive!"

"Devil, give me back my daughter!" Ye Chao looked ferocious, shouted violently, and attacked Yang Wei fiercely with his sword.

Chu Wu and others also rushed forward.

Just fight, it won't take much effort! Yang Wei thought in his heart, he didn't think these clowns could be his opponents. Even if he was injured again today, he would kill all these clowns!

Although Yang Wei was not wearing pants, he still put on a "I am a master" look, standing proudly with his hands behind his back. In order to show his strength, he did not bother to take the initiative.

When Ye Chao's sword was about to hit him, Yang Wei suddenly stretched out his two fingers, clamped the hilt of the sword, and lifted it casually.

With a sound of "Ding!", Ye Chao flew out with the sword and fell to the ground.

Ye Chao was injured by Yang Wei in the morning and has not yet recovered from his injuries. He is considered to be the weakest among these martial arts cultivators in the late stage of Wenjing, even worse than Shen Lang.

Ye Chao got up from the ground again, gritted his teeth, and continued to stab Yang Wei with his sword.

Seeing that Yang Wei was still so fierce, everyone did not dare to neglect and launched an attack with all their strength.

Six people, Chu Wu, Zheng Shuai, Ye Chao, Fa Hai, Wang Lihong, and Shen Lang, besieged Yang Wei. Three martial arts cultivators in the middle stage of Wenjing also assisted in the attack.

A large number of other martial arts cultivators dealt with the remnants of the Yin Yang Sect and several elders, and the fierce fighting on the scene became increasingly fierce.

Shen Lang raised the Blood Drinking Knife and slashed a sword energy towards Yang Wei.

"boom!"

Yang Wei struck out with a palm, shaking the sword energy away.

"Humph!" Yang Wei snorted coldly, jumped on one foot, and pounced towards Shen Lang as fast as lightning.

In the morning, Yang Wei was sneak attacked by Shen Lang, his buttocks were smashed, and his face was greatly damaged. He wanted to show a high profile and be the first to kill this kid to save his face in the morning.

Shen Lang knew that Yang Wei would target him, so he didn't dare to neglect him. He stepped on the magic light step and quickly dodge.

Yang Wei launched his attacks one after another, but Shen Lang had no intention of resisting and kept hiding here and there. He knew that Yang Wei was angry. Once Yang Wei succeeded, Shen Lang felt that his end would be miserable.

Chu Wu and others also knew that Yang Wei was targeting Shen Lang, but fortunately Shen Lang was very good at light kung fu, and Yang Wei was unable to move easily, so he could not be hurt for the time being.

Seeing Shen Lang ducking and jumping around, Yang Weiqi's face turned dark. If he hadn't been seriously injured on his butt, how could he have been teased like this by a martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of his career?

"Boy, die!"

Yang Wei was so furious that he risked his life, raised his palms up, and a violent wind gathered between his arms.

"Surge style!" Yang Wei shouted, pushing his palms towards Shen Lang, and the swift and violent palm wind suddenly hit Shen Lang.

This is the most powerful move of Yang Wei, and the palm wind speed is extremely fast.

Shen Lang broke into a cold sweat. He could tell that Yang Wei's move was unusual.

Seeing that the palm wind was too fast and unable to dodge, Shen Lang made a quick decision, turned his right palm over, pushed it forward violently, and instantly launched the third stance of the Snowflake Divine Palm.

"boom!"

The two palm winds collided together. Shen Lang's palm strength was too much compared to the Yang power, and he was directly blown away more than ten meters away. He hit the beam of the pavilion in the distance and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Shen Lang climbed up from the ground with difficulty, coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, and looked a little ugly. He still underestimated Yang Wei.

Fortunately, he had just hit the Snowflake Divine Palm to withstand most of Yang Wei's palm power, otherwise he might have ended up here. (To be continued)