Chapter 205 Black and White Xuanyu River and Sea Journey

Seeing that Bai Zizhen was confident and ready, Ye Yang said, "Just follow Uncle Bai's orders."

Bai Zizhen laughed out loud, feeling confident.

"Don't worry. All the experts in the sect will be dispatched today. They will definitely make sure that the wind and thunder beast Zhuang Guyuan will not be able to return. As for the Lord of Qingming, he is even more trapped."

"Lord Qing Ming?"

Ye Yang was surprised: "Didn't Lord Qing Ming die a long time ago?"

Bai Zizhen thought for a moment and said.

"There is nothing wrong with us, my nephew and I, and I will not lie to you. Just remember not to spread it to others. Lord Qingming is not dead, but has returned to be reborn by taking over another body."

Ye Yang thought of the young man he was chasing.

The other party once claimed that Master Bo Zhuang Guyuan had accepted a disciple and made him the heir to the island, but everyone was dissatisfied.

Thinking in this way, that person is most likely the reincarnation of Lord Qingming.

According to the information he got from Master Lu, a piece of the Divine Stone of Time fell a hundred years ago and was obtained by Lord Qingming.

Considering the origin of the time sand, it is possible that the two are the same thing. After all, time-related spiritual materials are rare, otherwise, they would not be so easy to encounter.

"Qingming Island is quite powerful. I was still worried about how to seize the Time Sand, but I didn't expect the sect to start planning before me. This is a good thing."

Ye Yang thought to himself that at this time Bai Zizhen had already walked out the door.

"Be careful, I will lead the enemy away first."

Bai Zizhen smiled.

"It has been a long time since I have shown my unique skill of chasing the bright moon with a line of green light in front of the world. If I hadn't shown it to the public, no one would remember my name, Stepping on the Plum Blossom King Kong."

After he finished speaking, he turned into a beam of green light and jumped out of the window. When Ye Yang looked again, he had already reached the horizon.

With the help of the flesh and blood divine fetus, Bai Zizhen's lame leg was cured. He also used it to refine his evil spirit and condense his clear light, thus entering the seventh level of warrior realm.

The speed of body movement has increased more than before.

But at this moment, the sound of wind and thunder came between heaven and earth.

"Bai Zizhen, surrender immediately and hand over the things to me, and I will spare your life."

The person who spoke was a bald old man with a white beard and broad shoulders. He had a sharp gaze and a head as big as a bucket with no visible neck.

Seeing Bai Zizhen running away, he was so angry that he started cursing.

Naturally it was the Wind and Thunder Beast Zhuang Guyuan.

He opened his mouth and exhaled, thick smoke billowed, thunder roared, and the wind and thunder gourd behind him suddenly grew to several feet in size. Then he rode on the gourd and chased after Bai Zizhen.

The next moment, another silver-haired old woman holding a white snake in her hand flew towards the horizon.

Many cultivators saw Bai Zizheng fleeing far away, as if they had just seen him take out hundreds of thousands of spirit stones at the auction to buy the Ten Directions Taizang Array.

They all wanted to join in the fun and hurried after him to see if they could get some bargains.

Bai Zizhen fled, and many people turned their eyes to Ye Yang.

Although these people are not tigers and leopards, they are all jackals and wolves.

They knew that the chances of catching up and snatching food from the tiger's mouth were slim, so they chose targets that were easier to bully.

Ye Yang snorted coldly: "Everyone, I don't know that person, please don't make a mistake, please leave quickly."

But his threats had little effect.

Ye Yang pricked up his ears and heard the sound of many people's footsteps on the stairs.

"Waiter, take me to the second floor quickly."

Below, someone is questioning the news.

Ye Yang summoned the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle and rode away on it.

The sleeves of her clothes fluttered in the wind.

Soon, Ye Yang also disappeared into the horizon.

……

The strong wind blew away, the waves pushed past, leaving behind a pile of dazzling golden sand.

The sky was blue and a gentle breeze blew, bringing a moist, slightly salty sea breeze. A black dot flew over from afar on the beach.

When it got closer, the black spot turned out to be a flying turtle the size of an eight-immortal table, with its limbs constantly paddling in the air.

There was a person sitting on the turtle's back, it was Ye Yang.

Ye Yang turned around, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He ran all the way through Shanhai City, leaving some people behind, but some people followed him closely.

In order to avoid being intercepted on the road, he deliberately traveled by water, crossed the sea, turned west, and quickly reached Feitianmen.

Once you reach the sect's sphere of influence, these people will no longer be a threat.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang secretly urged the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle under his seat.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle absorbed the sun's light and flew forward quickly with a layer of golden light all over its body.

But it didn't fly very far.

There was a skinny and weak cultivator holding a Thousand Souls Banner, walking in the air and suddenly floating in front of Ye Yang.

"Boy, throw out the storage bag on your body so that I can check it, otherwise I will kill you."

Ye Yang's heart trembled, a cold light flashed, and he dodged to the side.

Only then did he realize that where he had just stood, there were countless sharp knife lights.

This man is really despicable. On the one hand, he uses words to attract his attention, and on the other hand, he launches a sneak attack.

Seeing that the sneak attack he had just planned did not achieve the desired effect, the man yelled in frustration.

"Go to hell, you thief."

He waved the Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, and countless remaining souls rushed towards Ye Yang howling.

These residual souls are filled with great resentment. They were tortured to death and exist in the Thousand Souls Banner, each of them is extremely ferocious.

The violent sound of the devil's howl actually made him lose his mind for a moment, and blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

Ye Yang forced himself to calm down. Those who dared to chase him were not ordinary people. This man was also a fierce one, and he wanted to snatch the storage bag from Ye Yang.

"court death."

Seeing an opportunity, Ye Yang slashed with his sword, which was so heavy and powerful that it could split mountains.

One sword kills a hundred, countless sharp sword lights flash from the void and rush straight into the sky.

The red maple sword in his left hand rang, and the sword energy turned into a thread. A red light suddenly appeared, and with a whistling sound, it pierced the man's chest.

One sword can kill a hundred people, and practicing sword skills can make it become silk.

Swords and knives came out together, and Ye Yang used all his strength in his first attack. In a flash, he chopped the man down. He screamed and fell into the air.

The next moment, he gasped. As soon as he fell to the ground, a knife and a sword were already on his neck.

"Fellow Daoist, please let me go. I am..."

Before he could utter a word, the swords collided and a good head was chopped off.

"what!"

He shouted halfway before his consciousness died and his head flew high in the air. Before he could react, he saw the young man with the sword waving his sleeves and an object the size of a small white mouse came out.

The object fell to the ground and rolled, turning into a giant demon elephant over three meters tall, with a mouth full of ferocious sharp teeth. It swung its long trunk and swallowed up his remains and his head.

"No matter who you are, if you want to kill me, I will kill you even if you are a descendant of a real person."

Ye Yang snorted coldly, put away his sword, and his murderous intent condensed into substance, and the heaven and earth felt cold.

He looked back and saw that the pursuers were approaching him.

There were also many people riding on magical birds, blocking his way in the air.

However, the scene that just happened shocked these people and made them afraid to take action for a while.

Everyone stepped back, as if they had thought of something and were in disbelief.

Especially when he saw the ferocious appearance of the demon elephant, he was even more terrified.

"Could it be that Ye Yang, an expert in both swords and sabers, is in front?"

"This scaly demon elephant is extremely rare, and it is covered with barbs and has a single horn and huge fangs. Ye Yang must be here."

"Ye Yang is famous for his swords, and the demon elephant is his guardian, so it shouldn't be fake."

"I heard that his meridians were severed and he was seriously injured. Fellow Taoists, please act quickly. Heaven-shattering wealth and honor lie ahead."

There are people in the crowd who want to muddy the waters and keep making misleading remarks.

Ye Yang thought of a solution. He clasped his fists and then spoke.

"My fellow Taoists, Ye has been seriously injured and cannot advance an inch."

"but……"

His eyes turned cold and filled with murderous intent.

"The demon elephant I'm dealing with doesn't recognize people. If anyone wants to die, just come here."

There was an ugly boy in the crowd with a pair of huge buck teeth and half of his lip rotten.

He looked at Ye Yang, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

"My fellow Taoists, the treasure is on this man. Kill him and ask Feitianmen to exchange him for the Purple Lightning Silver Peach."

He was extremely arrogant. Although he was only at the Tongqi realm, he had the indelible aura of a big shot.

That feeling of having experienced the vicissitudes of life is far beyond what anyone can compare to.

He moves around freely, like a butterfly flying through flowers.
Even though there were many monks around, no one could find him.

Ye Yang frowned slightly, someone here was deliberately looking for trouble.

He wanted to find him and kill him quickly, but no matter how hard he looked, he could not find any trace of him.

There were so many people around, Ye Yang didn't want to fight, and he didn't want to expose the fact that he was not injured.

"My fellow Taoists, I come from Feitian Sect and am an important guardian of Feitian Sect. If you want to rob and kill me, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

He acted calm and composed, not taking anyone seriously.

This made the pursuers afraid to move forward.

The advantage of having a background finally came in handy at this moment.

Although Feitianmen is not considered a powerful sect, it is not a weak one either.

After Ye Yang shouted this, many cultivators who had not concealed their bodies and were in the open immediately hesitated.

After all, Feitian Sect is not a weakling. Now that it has joined forces with Fengyu Tower and Taiyi Qingmen, its prestige is even greater.

It is rumored that Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swordsmanship and saber, has made great contributions to Feitian Sect and is also a guardian. If he is found dead after being besieged by the crowd, he will definitely be held accountable.

Thinking of the several late-stage warriors from Feitian Sect who were chasing them and had condensed murderous aura, they couldn't help but shrink their necks.

After all, the real strong ones have already chased after Bai Zizheng, and most of those who stayed here are cultivators who want to "pick up the bargains".

For a moment, the whole audience was silent, stunned by Ye Yang.

Ye Yang was just about to get up and run away.

At this moment, a voice was heard, and the atmosphere around them darkened, and the sky and the earth turned white.

"Boy, I'm going to kill the bastards from Feitianmen. Throw out the storage bag in your hand quickly and don't try to resist. Otherwise, I will kill you on the spot."

"With your cultivation level of only the second level of warrior, it won't take me more than ten moves to kill you!"

There was a strange laugh in the distance, and a person walked slowly towards them.

He let the horse run free and looked up at the sky. Zhou Shen's eyes were filled with a blend of black and white, and the sound of the wind was gusting, revealing his invincible spirit.

"It's the black and white feather."

"This man is the young disciple of Lord Qingming, and he is very powerful."

In the crowd, the ugly young man looked at the black and white Xuan Yu who suddenly appeared, then looked at Ye Yang who had a serious expression, and a playful smile flashed across his face.

"Rebellious son, all the enemies are here, so let me see how you kill each other!"

(End of this chapter)