The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

At this moment, Ye Yang heard the screams behind him.

He looked back and found that Fox Fairy Temple had come to life. The huge house was hanging upside down, and a long arm grew out of thin air.

Then, he picked up everyone in the field and stuffed them into his mouth as if they were eating beans.

People in the field fell on their backs and ran in all directions. It was a moment of chaos.

Ye Yang felt his body sinking downward, and then he realized that he had fallen into the ground.

This seems to be a tomb, filled with bones.

He picked up a white bone on the ground and found that the bone was still stained with blood, and the vitality was still there, as if he had just died.

But the body seemed to have been chewed clean by something, with teeth marks everywhere.

The tomb was deep and very large. Ye Yang walked for a long time without reaching the end.

Instead, I heard the sound of rats running around in the tomb.

He heard a voice.

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"Don't get so close to me. Don't think that I don't know what you want to do. Take me away from here quickly, or I will kill you."

"It's Long Feng'er's voice."

Ye Yang put his head close to the stone wall of a tomb and heard someone arguing inside. He looked inside through the crack in the door.

Only then did he realize that a short and fat young man was holding a stiff bow, aiming firmly at a guard with murderous intent.

The guard screamed when Long Feng'er took aim at him.

He was hit and killed on the spot against a stone wall. His brain was split and he died on the spot.

Weird and abnormal!

This scene not only shocked Long Feng'er, but also shocked Ye Yang.

No one expected that the guard would lose control and hit the stone wall, seeking his own death.

But then Ye Yang saw that the guard who died before stood up again.

Like a headless ghost, it soon flew to Long Feng'er's side.

His face was pale, his veins were exposed, and the nails on his fingers had more than doubled in size. Each one was as sharp as a dagger, and he pinched Long Feng'er's neck tightly.

He kept shouting: "Give me my life, give me my life."

"I didn't kill you, I really didn't kill you."

Long Feng'er felt his breathing getting tighter and tighter.

After a while, deep marks appeared on his neck.

"Save me...save me."

Long Feng'er saw Ye Yang and kept waving to him, but Ye Yang just pretended not to see him.

Slowly, Long Feng'er's breathing became weaker and weaker.

Just at the critical moment!

There was a roar on Long Feng'er's body, and a dragon with a ferocious head and horn suddenly appeared.

The dragon's spiritual light firmly protected him, blocking the strange figure from outside.

"As expected of the son of the protector of the trade route, he actually has a treasure to protect himself."

Ye Yang secretly thought, but Long Feng'er had already discovered him and called out.

"Brothers outside, come and help me. My father is Long Gang, and he will soon be promoted to the deputy hall master of Feitian Clan. Your wealth and glory will be indispensable by then."

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the dragon's aura became more and more powerful.

The guard's hands were sore from the heat, and even the swollen blue-black nails were bent and bent by the heat.

Ye Yang walked into Long Feng'er's sight.

Long Feng'er looked happy when he saw the person coming with a giant blade on his back and a green bamboo sword on his waist.

"Senior brother, help me. My name is Long Feng'er. I also practiced in Feitianmen when I was a child. My father is Long Gang. Soon..."

"You will be promoted to deputy hall master soon, right?"

"Yes, yes, you know it too?"

"Senior brother, please help me get rid of this evil spirit. I will ask my father to accept you as my disciple and teach you the supreme cultivation method."

"Your name is Long Feng'er?

"Yes, yes, senior brother, you have heard of me too."

"Have you ever heard of it, the Long Feng'er who bullied male disciples and forced female disciples to sleep with him when he was a teenager? Then he was reported and expelled from Feitian Sect?"

When Long Feng'er heard this, his eyes showed a trace of cruelty.

"Senior brother, it's all slander. I'll tell you the whole story after you save my little brother."

Long Feng'er shouted, and Ye Yang laughed while holding the ghost-headed seven-ring sword.

"Don't worry, junior brother, I'm coming."

After saying that, he swung the ghost-headed seven-ring knife horizontally, and the clang of the seven copper rings on the back of the knife was heard.

The sound exploded, like the collision of copper and iron, with a chaotic bang.

This is the first time Ye Yang has fully used the Fengshuang Sword Technique since he mastered it.

The wind howled, white frost condensed, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by a level.

There was even a layer of fine ice slag slowly condensing where there was water accumulation.

The knife is a good knife, made of leftover materials from refining high-grade magic weapons. It has an amazing gravity and a sharp edge, as if a vicious beast is attacking.

The green and rainbow-colored blade flashed in the air, and each sword was as fast as a sword. The sword did not miss, and actually cut them all in the air.

Up that dragon-shaped spiritual light!

Over the years, it seems that there is only one sword, but in fact it is thirteen swords, the prototype of the thirteen swords of time.

The power of these thirteen swords is superimposed.

It is the most powerful move after the Feng Shuang Sword Technique is perfected.

The years have passed!

He had been unable to use it due to his cultivation before, but now he can use it with all his strength!

Only when you taste all the flavors of life can you realize that the world is hot and cold.

Only by traveling through mountains and rivers can you know whether it is worth it.

Caressing the black hair on the forehead, white hair suddenly fell out.

Suddenly I realized that time is not forgiving.

Therefore, the ancients often said: The bright moon is old at the end of the world, and the wind and frost are cut by time.

With a bang, the dragon's spiritual light exploded, and a little sword energy fell on Long Feng'er's face.

His black hair instantly turned gray and white, and his skin wrinkled and lost its youthful luster.

"Damn it, you actually attacked me, I'm a ghost... I'm a ghost..."

Long Feng'er shouted, but couldn't speak.

The strange guard was already pinching his neck tightly, and after a while, Long Feng'er lost the breath of life.

At the same time, this strange guard was also infected by the sword energy, turned into an old corpse, and died on the spot.

"Ye is not even afraid of people, so how can he be afraid of ghosts? This can be regarded as revenge for the arrow you shot at me in Moli Mountain."

Ye Yang sneered, he was not a grudge-bearing person.

But for this domineering man who wanted to kill him, he had evil intentions.

Naturally, we need to cut off the weeds and eradicate them, and just kill them when no one is around to avoid future troubles.

The other party's father is the protector Long Gang, so he knows deeply that conflicts cannot be expressed in the front, and the surging in the dark is the most fatal harm.

Therefore, Ye Yang usually smiles at others and never makes enemies easily.

But he is waiting for the opportunity to act, and once he takes action, he will never be able to turn around and never pose a threat again.

This was the first time he used the Wind and Frost Blade Technique with all his strength, and it was astonishingly powerful.

It directly cut off Long Feng'er's dragon aura, but Ye Yang had just mastered it and couldn't grasp the strength well, causing Long Feng'er's black hair to turn white, but it still left clues.

If someone is looking for it, it will easily lead to future troubles.

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, and then he walked to Long Feng'er and raised the sharp nails of the weird guard.

Imitating the opponent's movements, he tore Long Feng'er's throat, and a large pool of blood immediately flowed out.

After a while, countless rat shadows crawled out of the underground tomb, got into Long Feng'er's clothes, and began to eat vigorously on his face.