Chapter 218 It’s not a gentleman to not avenge one’s grudges

However, Gu Xuan didn't say anything.

Instead, he took the purple lightning silver peach and returned to the master's hall.

Many of the onlookers were anxious, but they could only give up.

When Ye Yang saw this, he knew that the sect had not yet made the final decision on the candidate, but he didn't care.

He actually had a martial arts golden elixir in his hand.

This Martial Golden Pill was a special reward given to him by the sect to compensate him for the Heavenly Fruit he gave away.

However, Ye Yang was planning to use it to advance the Sun Chasing Turtle, so he had not released the news to the public.

"This purple lightning silver peach looks like a really good thing."

At this moment, a cold voice was heard.

Ye Yang looked back and saw a figure in a red robe.

He looked like a ghost, with a pale face, wearing a bright red robe embroidered with yellow butterflies, holding a vermilion sword in his hand, with a stern expression and a serious expression. It was Die Wuhou.

During this period, many people from Fengyu Tower and Taiyi Qingmen came to Feitianmen.

Ye Yang guessed that they were preparing to attack Qingming Island.

Today, even a skilled fighter like Die Wuhou has arrived, so the time to launch the general attack must be not far away.

Ye Yang and he looked at each other for a moment, Die Wuhou snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand kept shaking, as if he wanted to compete with Ye Yang again.

But in a flash, he thought of the moment when Ye Yang swung his sword in the Longevity Barrier and thirteen huge sword lights came from the sky.

I couldn't help but feel a little heavy in my heart.

"I heard that you were seriously injured. I wonder if you can still wield a knife?"

Die Wuhou finally chose not to draw her sword.

But his words were also cold, like snow.

Ye Yang nodded.

"Yes, seriously injured."

Die Wuhou rushed to him quickly like a ghost and took a careful sniff.

"He really looks like he was seriously injured."

Ye Yang felt that Die Wuhou's speed was much faster than before, especially the blood-tear eyes in the corners of her eyes, which were even more vivid and tempting.

"I heard that Luo Changsheng went to find you to duel with swords, but you ran away. Why is that?"

Die Wuhou gently shook the sword in her hand, her tone calm.

"He is very powerful. I know I can't defeat him, so why not escape?"

"Besides, during that time I went to Guiyi Sword Sect alone and fought with Zhang Feng. How could I meet him?"

Zhang Feng, the Seventh Son, is the leader among the sword masters of this generation in the Guiyi Sword Sect. He ranks 176th on the Yalongling Hidden Dragon List and is extremely powerful.

Ye Yang frowned, then asked, "What was the result?"

He had never seen this Seven Killing Sword Zhang Feng.

But I heard that he was good at killing with a sword, and he took the path of killing to support killing, and fighting to support fighting, so he had a great reputation.

Ye Yang has never fought with any of the young masters on the Hidden Dragon List.

However, he had seen Zhu Xingyu, a sick scholar ranked 268th on the Hidden Dragon List. He wielded the Sword of Ignorance and was extremely powerful.

Die Wuhou snorted coldly and did not directly answer Ye Yang's words, but walked past him.

He has a weird personality, is extremely cold and not popular.

As he walked along, people around him avoided him and no one walked with him or talked to him, so he felt even lonelier.

"I failed."

"But I believe that next time I see him, he will definitely not be my opponent."

The voice was ethereal, but revealed a hint of firmness.

"The Hidden Dragon List is indeed not to be underestimated."

Ye Yang sighed.

Die Wuhou said: "I actually look down on them. Their strength is not because of how powerful they are, but because of their high level of cultivation. Most of them are above the middle stage of warriors."

"They are just a bunch of useless people who can only rely on their realm to bully others."

Die Wuhou wanted to speak again.

But he felt a sharp gaze, like a poisonous snake, staring at him.

He looked up and found it was Wang Dong.

Wang Dong held an ancient gourd with green and yellow spots in his hand, his eyes blazing, as if he was ready to fight a big battle with him.

Die Wuhou snorted coldly.

"Why, defeated general, do you want to fight me again?"

"I heard that you risked your life and seriously injured the sick scholar Zhu Xingyu? Trash is trash. It takes such a huge price to defeat him. My sword is not comparable to Zhu Xingyu's."

Wang Dong snorted coldly and did not answer.

"Today is Feitianmen's great day, I won't argue with you. But tomorrow, I will definitely break all your teeth and make you kneel on the ground and call me grandpa."

This sentence is vulgar, but it is Wang Dong’s inner voice.

Seeing the two of them at the moment of tension, people around couldn't help but stop and watch.

After all, Wang Dong and Die Wuhou are both well-known people.

Although there is cooperation between Feitianmen and Taiyi Qingmen, there is also a certain degree of competition.

Therefore, many disciples were waiting to see the show.

Die Wuhou smiled coldly and walked away.

The two did not fight, and many disciples shook their heads slightly, secretly thinking that the good show was ruined.

Not long after Die Wuhou left.

Ye Yang saw another group of people wearing Five Poison Sect uniforms walking in.

These people were very fast, and the leader was a thin-faced old man with a white beard.

For some reason, Ye Yang always felt that he had seen this person somewhere.

Ye Yang frowned and thought for a long time before he finally thought of something, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

This thin old man had a white beard that flowed to his chest and his hair was fixed with a hairpin. After he arrived at the Feitian Gate, he looked around.

The old man also noticed Ye Yang, but there was a faint murderous intent coming from him. The red wedding dress wrapped around the corpse was stimulated by the murderous intent and immediately began to tremble faintly.

Ye Yang raised his head and glanced at the old man.

The old man nodded and smiled. Although it was hidden very well, the shaking aura of the red wedding dress wrapped around the corpse only increased.

"It's him."

Ye Yang finally understood why he felt a sense of familiarity with this person.

Once when he was escorting Yu Hu to Yuanyang Mine, he was chased by two people.

One of them was Song Que, the eldest disciple of the North Sea Divine Nun and the Demonic Blade.

The other person was a thin old man, but both of them hid themselves very well at the time.

He later investigated but found no clues.

At this moment, I saw the old man's back and familiar breath, as well as the murderous intent coming from him.

He finally confirmed the other party's identity.

Yue Hongchen, the left elder of the Five Poison Sect!

"Damn it, damn it!"

Ye Yang almost died that time.

Ye Yang was afraid that the murderous intent emerging in his heart would alert this person.

So he lowered his head and said nothing.

Yue Hongchen was quite proactive and looked at him with a smile.

"But Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers, is someone I have admired for a long time."

The old man still had evil intentions and tried to test her deliberately.

Yue Hongchen stepped forward.

"I have a meridian-shaping pill here, which is quite helpful in repairing the meridians. I hope Guardian Ye will not be so polite."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and placed it on Ye Yang's wrist. He wiped it, quickly withdrew his hand, and placed the pill in Ye Yang's palm.

He was carefully sensing whether Ye Yang was really injured.

Ye Yang tried his best to activate the Jiaozhu and pretend that his muscles and veins were seriously injured.

There was a hint of smile in Yue Hongchen's eyes.

'The rumors are true, his tendons and veins are seriously injured. It seems that our previous actions have achieved the desired results.'

The old man didn't know that Ye Yang recognized him, and he was quite excited.

Ye Yang still entrusted Xu Snake to him, and then said.

"Thank you for the medicine, Senior. However, my tendons and veins are seriously injured due to external forces. It may be difficult to cure them."

"God is jealous of talented people! Whoever did this deserves to die."

The old man sighed, feeling extremely regretful.

There was a hint of sadness in Ye Yang's eyes.

"I don't want to talk about the past anymore. Maybe this is fate."

Yue Hongchen smiled, exchanged a few more words of greeting, and left Ye Yang, even his steps becoming more relaxed.

Looking at his receding back, Ye Yang's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.

Ye Yang would never be tolerant towards those who wanted to take his life.

"Yue Hongchen, right? I know I am no match for you."

"But I heard that one of your grandsons has awakened his Xuan-level destiny. If that's the case, then we'll just have to wait and see."

……

In the dense forest.

The moon hangs high in the sky and the wind howls.

In the distance, there was a man wearing a black robe and a devil mask, moving as fast as lightning.

This is where the Yin-Yang Mother and Child Goddess resides.

Ever since he broke through the third level of warrior realm, Ye Yang felt that the magic power in his body had increased by more than 10%.

At this moment, he was extremely fast, especially with the blessing of the Sword Demon Ape's life force, he could move in the wild forest as if walking on flat ground.

Just as Ye Yang was running in the dense forest, a leopard with a chain tied around its neck and glowing black with mugwort leaves came running from the mountains.

After standing on the ground, the spotted leopard actually stood up, holding a leopard-tail painted halberd in its hand, and looked at the figure in the black robe in front of it in surprise.

"Hey! What are you doing here? Tell Mr. Bao right away."

Ye Yang snorted coldly and said nothing, which frightened the leopard demon so much that it dared not move forward.

The last time I saw this figure was at Wangyue Mountain.

He participated as a representative of the war and swallowed an old goat demon, which greatly recovered his injuries.

In the past few years, I have never taken on any special missions and the other party has never come.

"This figure comes again at this time. Could it be that he wants to assign me another task?"

The leopard demon was slandering in his heart.

At this moment, a strange legless figure floated in from the dense forest in the distance like a gust of wind.

It was incredibly fast and reached Ye Yang in an instant.

She clearly had no legs, but she was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes and had a mouth full of fangs that looked like bamboo sticks.

He was holding a baby in his arms. The baby had an ugly face, like an old man, and there was a head on his tail.

It is the Yin-Yang and Mother Goddess.

Sensing the arrival of the Yin-Yang Mother Goddess, Ye Yang secretly tried to figure out the red wedding dress that wrapped the corpse. Sure enough, there was a hint of closeness and submission in the eyes of the female ghost.

Ye Yang threw out a scroll, on which was a picture of a young man in a Taoist robe and holding a silver hook in his hand.

Ye Yang gestured towards his neck with his hand.

"kill!"

Under the characteristics of the Red Wedding Dress Demon that could swallow the immovable city, the Yin-Yang Mother and Child Goddess could easily understand Ye Yang's orders.

She took the scroll and left in an instant.

The leopard demon was also taken away by her on a chain.

(End of this chapter)