Chapter 83: Creation and Spirit Boat

"Brother Ye, if we don't take action now, these evil cultivators will run away! The sect has issued an order that those who show red lights must be killed on sight!"

Ye Yang didn't take him seriously until the red-clothed female cultivators disappeared and only a flash of red light remained.

He then said, "Don't worry, they can't escape."

After saying this, Ye Yang secretly improved his body skills. The Sword Demon Ape's innate ability gave him unparalleled speed. He seemed to have turned into a flying ape, stepping on the tree branches and chasing after him in a hurry.

The sword light was sharp, and the skill of killing ten with one sword was fully displayed. These female cultivators in red were killed by Ye Yang in a short while.

Ye Yang didn't find anything valuable from these female cultivators.

There were only a few scattered spiritual stones and a few pounds of spiritual food. After putting away the things, Ye Yang looked back at Wang Dong halfway up the mountain and said, "It's time to play with you!"

……

Wang Dong looked everywhere but could not find Ye Yang.

The wind and sand were shaking in the woods, fires were flaring, and the sounds of fighting were heard continuously.

At this moment, a bright moon slowly appeared from the sky, surrounded by bursts of roaring sounds.

It was still daytime, but suddenly, it turned into night.

Wang Dong looked up and saw that everything around him was pitch black, with only a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

"He's a master!"

Wang Dong looked surprised, holding the green and yellow gourd in his hand, and was on alert.

He glanced around, but still didn't see any other people. He was so cautious that he didn't dare to let his guard down.

At this moment, Wang Dong saw several dark shadows appear under the bright moon.

When the shadows came closer, he realized they were three figures in red.

The three men held red lanterns with flames shining like a bright light, surrounding him from high in the sky.

The three of them all looked like old women, with flowing silver hair, aged faces, and were dressed in red shirts, red shoes, and red socks. However, there was countless black air lingering around their bodies, and their movements were like dragons and snakes breathing.

"Damn it! They are three masters who have reached the ninth level of Tongqi and condensed their innate Qi."

Wang Dong's face changed slightly. He had reached the ninth level of Qigong and was about to condense his understanding of "Qi" into an innate Qi.

When it grows to a certain stage, you can open the two Xuanguan meridians, build a good foundation for practice, and enter the realm of warrior.

They can be said to be the top group of people in the realm of Tongqi!
"Where did the master come from!"

Wang Dong was secretly shocked. The masters of Xiangfei Temple were all on the top of the mountain and were intercepted by the protectors and deacons of Feitian Sect.

Those who escaped are the fish that slipped through the net. The aura of these three people is unstable and their targets are obvious. The top leaders will definitely not let them go easily.

"Brother Ye, the enemy is tough! Only if you and I fight together can we have a chance of survival."

Wang Dong quickly came to his senses and wanted to find Ye Yang to fight the enemy together, but when he looked around, Ye Yang was nowhere to be seen.

Only then did he remember that he had previously mobilized everyone to besiege Ye Yang, and Ye Yang went to chase and kill those people.

In the sky, the three silver-haired old women held red lanterns in their hands, and three flames shot out from under the moon and exploded in front of Wang Dong.

"Damn it!"

Wang Dong cursed inwardly and tried to hide, but he was surrounded by three people and could not escape.

Wang Dong felt regretful in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would not have tricked Ye Yang and let those female cultivators besiege him.

……

On the other side, Ye Yang, the instigator, was carrying a sword and looked like a white ape.

Lurking on a thick ancient tree, staring quietly ahead.

Just now, Wang Dong wanted to use the red light notice to test the real strength of the people, and even intended to seriously injure him.

Ye Yang had the same idea.

So, after creating evidence of his alibi, he rushed at full speed, quickly found several targets, and attracted them over.

He also wanted to use this opportunity to create obstacles for Wang Dong. It would be best if the other party could be seriously injured.

However, he knew that he could not do it himself, otherwise there would be endless trouble.

……

Hiding under a tree, Ye Yang observed carefully and analyzed Wang Dong's martial arts moves and weaknesses seriously.

Under the influence of his father, Wang Dong has been practicing the Tingyu Tianhuo Gong since he was a child. This method has just been confirmed as the Feitian Sect's spiritual method, and it is indeed very powerful.

Especially when combined with his Wolf Smoke Poison Fire Gourd.

As his body spun, countless black poisonous fires flew out like raindrops, and for a moment, they actually forced those people to be unable to get close to him.

But that's about it.

These three men were very powerful, had rich combat experience, and all had reached the ninth level of Tongqi cultivation. They were also good at fire attacks and had the magic of combined attacks.

The three red lanterns in his hands flew back and forth, and countless fireballs burst out. After half an incense stick of time, Wang Dong was already in danger.

"Don't force me!"

Wang Dong rolled to the side, avoiding a blazing flame, and was horrified.

The flame just now passed by his left hand. If it had hit it, his entire left hand would have been destroyed.

He still has a secret weapon that he has not used yet, which is the killer weapon left to him by his father Wang Xijing.

But the cost is huge. If it fails, you will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

The flames came, and another flame brushed past his scalp. Wang Dong was terrified and knew he couldn't delay any longer. ...

At this moment, Ye Yang suddenly saw a purple figure in the distance, like a fiery red cloud, stepping over the treetops in the forest and rushing towards him.

It seems far away in the sky, but in fact, it is nearby in the blink of an eye.

It seems to be the Fire King - Wang Xijing.

"not good!"

Ye Yang was just about to see what Wang Dong's so-called life-saving trick was, but Wang Xijing had already reached the seventh level of martial arts, and was extremely fast. He was afraid that he would arrive in a few breaths.

Wang Dong’s life will certainly not be harmed.

He was nearby, and if he didn't help his fellow disciples in the face of life and death danger, it would be unacceptable if they suffered losses.

Although Wang Dong is a vicious person who only wants to win him over to serve him, which is really hateful, they are not mortal enemies yet.

It is not necessary to put the opponent to death. The opponent has good talent. If he dies, it will be a loss for Feitianmen!

Ye Yang thought about it and stopped hesitating. He shouted, "Where did this thief come from? How dare you hurt my Feitian Sect members!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost-head seven-ring knife in Ye Yang's hand spun around, slashing out a white blade light and directly hitting a person.

This move did not use his full strength, only 50% to 60%.

On the one hand, he didn't want to expose his strength in front of Wang Dong. On the other hand, he also wanted to hide himself and keep his skills to himself.

After all, the competition for the Seven Flying True Immortals is imminent, and it can be said that there is a competitive relationship between him and Wang Dong.

However, ever since he broke through to the ninth level of Tongqi with the help of the Guxuan Heqi Pill, Ye Yang has condensed an innate spiritual energy these days.

The power of the moves has greatly increased!

The blade flew directly into the back of an old woman, causing her serious injuries.

Wang Dong was in danger at the moment. When he saw Ye Yang suddenly appear and shout to save him, he couldn't help but be extremely moved.

It was like someone pulled me up from the edge of a cliff. I was delighted, scared, and happy.

"Senior Brother Ye is truly a gentleman. He actually repays evil with kindness. I have always thought too badly of him. Seeing that he has already condensed his innate energy, he is much better than me."

"The momentum has already started, and I am not the type to be inferior to others for long. Well, I will go find other outstanding disciples to serve as strongmen after the warriors."

Wang Dong sighed secretly.

After Ye Yang seriously injured one person, he entered the battlefield with a knife.

collapse!collapse!collapse!
The knife flashed, but the man did not put in any effort, just trying to drag one person down. Soon, the two of them were at a disadvantage again.

Calculating that Wang Xijing should be arriving soon, Ye Yang shouted, "Junior Brother Wang, the situation is critical, you go first, I'll cover you!"

Wang Dong was grateful.

"Brother Ye, you...you are such a good person. I was wrong about you before."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Ye Yang's back being burned by a flame, and a large burnt hole appeared on his clothes, revealing the dark blue inner armor inside.

At this moment, a purple figure descended from the sky, and with a wave of his hand, three flames emerged from the sky.

The three men screamed and were burned to charcoal. The darkness dissipated and the light appeared.

"How dare you! How dare you hurt my son, Wang Xijing? You deserve to die."

Wang Xijing roared angrily, his hair and beard stood up, and the long beard on his forehead fluttered up, obviously he was very angry.

However, when he saw that Wang Dong didn't seem to be seriously injured, he felt relieved. Then he saw Ye Yang with bruises on his body, holding a sword, and protecting Wang Dong.

I couldn't help but feel a great favor for him.

"Some time ago, I remember it was you who delivered the Scarlet Flame Flying Crow Gourd! Okay, okay."

Wang Xijing said three good words in a row, and seeing that he was carrying a sword, it seemed that he was practicing both sword and knife, so he said: "When you have free time, you can go see cousin Wang Sandao. He has quite some experience in practicing both sword and knife over the years, which is just right for you to learn."

Ye Yang was speechless. He didn't expect that Wang Xijing would give him some benefits.

He heard from Wang Huan that Wang Xijing and Wang Sandao seemed to be cousins.

At this moment, hearing Wang Xijing speak, he naturally stopped being reserved: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"Brother Ye, I blamed you before. Thank you for saving my life."

Wang Dong felt a little strange in his heart. All this happened too coincidentally. However, what he did to Ye Yang just now could not be fake, so he was grateful.

"It's okay. Even if I don't do anything, you won't die."

Ye Yang thought to himself, but said: "Junior Brother Wang, you are joking. We are all from Feitian Sect, so we should help each other."

"What a great way to help each other!"

Wang Xijing showed a look of satisfaction on his face, nodded and said: "Feitianmen is not big, and it is the time when we need brothers and sisters in the sect to work together to play a role. Since the two of you are here, then come with me. Who knows, I can give you two a good fortune."

The purple robe on Wang Xijing suddenly expanded several times. He held Wang Dong in his left hand and Ye Yang in his right hand, and walked quickly over the treetops like a ball of purple fire cloud.

Flying towards the surging Niu Mo River.

……

The Niu Mo River was surging with white waves, which swirled and then flowed towards the East China Sea.

There is a curved pier where the cliff meets the river, and two huge vermilion spirit boats are docked next to the pier.

The spirit boat was piled high with spirit food, like a small mountain.

However, during this period of time, there were heavy rains in Yalongling, so the spiritual food was wrapped in fine oilcloth. Before people arrived, a stream of spiritual energy rushed out into the sky.

(End of this chapter)