Chapter 38: Yun Lan storm

　　 Wen Ping looked at the 5,000 gold ticket in the hands of the disciples of the patron sect, and the uncle Wang under Yang Huajian, and he felt very unhappy. Choosing one of the two is as difficult as choosing to lick the AWM in the enemy's bag or cheer the teammate first.
　　 Medicine Mountain and Feijia Mountain, as the two of the four peaks of the Immortal Sect, the resources they created have allowed the Immortal Sect to stand in Cangwu City for a hundred years.
　　 The first generation of suzerain was the founding patriarch, who gave birth to the immortal sect, like a mother. The clan of the past dynasties are like guardians, guarding the infant in the Immortal Sect. And the source of these two are both nurtured by the surrounding mountains.
　　 Shan gave them a home!
　　 Mountain has given the Immortal Sect a hundred years of continuous resources!
　　 Mountain also gave Wen Ping the last harbor behind him without relatives!
　　 To choose between the two, Wen Ping chose not to compromise.
　　 The people of the mountain sect have come like hungry wolves. Compromise will only plunge the Immortal sect into an abyss.
　　 What's more, night is coming!
Wen Ping Feng Qingyun replied indifferently, as if he didn't care about Yang Hua's threat, "Yang Hua, I swear that if you kill Uncle Wang, today you brought the 12 eighth disciples of body refining, and you have to Funeral!"
　　 "Only you?"
　　 The words fell, when Yang Hua's sword moved, the sword's edge seemed to be infinitely close to Uncle Wang's aorta. Maybe it was just that light, and the blood had to be spilled on the spot before the hall today.
　　 "Elder Yun!"
　　 Wen Ping yelled softly.
　　 Yang Hua didn't know what this sentence meant, but he couldn't help but looked around.
　　 The wind stops and the trees are quiet, everything is as before.
　　 step!
　　 step!
　　 In the main hall, Yun Liao, who looked like a pink jade carving, slowly walked out, slowly but extremely calmly.
　　 Six steps later, I stood beside Shihu.
　　 I don't know when he took off his favorite robe and replaced it with a black shirt. The easy-going color on his face faded, and a murderous intent was turned into a new expression on his face.
　　 "Body Refining 13 heavy monks!"
　　 Yang Hua's pale eyes suddenly shrank, as if he was shocked by something. He looked at the person standing in front of him with a surprise in his eyes. After seeing the other's youthful appearance, he was full of surprise in his heart.
　　 Such a young body-refining 13-fold monk, he has never heard of it!
　　 But he is not afraid. Why is Yang Hua so hot-tempered? Why is he always doing things straightforwardly in this murderous world? That's because his own swordsmanship has already reached the top of Cangwu City.
　　 The body refining state has reached its peak for more than ten years, and one step forward is to pass the profound state.
　　If he used swords, no one in Cangwu City would be his opponent within ten swords.
　　 Yang Hua said coldly: "Lady, do you want to do it with me?"
　　 Yun Liao replied, "If you kill Uncle Wang with your hands, I will let all of you be buried as the Sect Master said. So now, please take your sword away for me!"
　　 The last sentence came out of Yun Liao's mouth like thunder.
　　 The voice fell, Yun Liao pointed out!
　　 A blue qi spurted from the fingertips, and hit the tip of the sword on the neck of Uncle Wang with lightning speed.
boom!
　　The long sword was flicked away with a finger.
　　 Wen Ping followed at this time, rushed to Uncle Wang, stopped him with one hand, and retreated at the same time.
　　 After Yang Hua held the sword steady, he immediately slapped Wen Ping's back with a palm, "Want to take someone from me?"
boom!
　　 Yun Liao's palm and Yang Hua's palm are aligned.
Ok--
　　 Yang Hua uttered a dull sound and then took three or four steps back. The disciple of the mountain sect beside him hurriedly went to support him, but he, who possessed 13 weights of body refining pride, directly broke away from the support of everyone.
　　 When I look at Yun Liao again, the vigilance in his eyes has never been magnified.
　　 The last time he took such a serious look at a person was three years ago, and the person he faced was the Sword God, a branch of the Immortal Sect, the Sword God. The sword of the single heart is faster than his, and after taking the sword of the single heart that day, he also took four steps back!
　　 The handsome young man in front of him made him feel that he had returned to the past, facing the original sword single mind again.
　　 The most terrifying thing is that the person in front of me is too young.
　　 Yang Hua asked: "Who are you?"
　　 Yun Liao replied: "You care who I am. A scum like you who bullies an ordinary person with 13 levels of refining is not worthy of knowing my name."
　　 Yang Hua smiled coldly, seemingly not in the condemnation of the other party at all, just said lightly, "If you change your position, you will be my backer in the future, would you be merciful to a small handyman?"
　　 "We will!" Before Yun Liao could answer, Wen Ping spoke first, "If we were like you, when you built the sect by the mountain sect, my immortal sect could kill you by the mountain sect."
　　 "You have the benevolence of women, we don't."
　　 "So, this is the difference between humans and animals."
"Huh! A clever tongue! But it's no wonder that you have the confidence to speak. A master of the Immortal Sect has come, but don't be happy too early. The current situation is very clear. If you can't buy the 5000 gold today, you can't buy Medicine Mountain or Feijia Mountain. , When I come again in the future, that will be the end of the immortal sect. Wen Ping, this time I will answer after thinking it over."
　　 Just then, a delicate female voice came from behind.
　　 "Are you sick?"
When this sentence came from behind, Yang Hua immediately turned around and looked behind him, but when he saw that it was a little girl who was talking, he couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, he understands .
　　 The body refining is threefold, with mediocre qualifications, and it is just an ordinary existence in the patron sect.
　　 Yang Hua asked, "Little girl, you can eat rice but you can't talk nonsense. It's hard to be careful!"
　　 "Huh, what are you. 5000 gold, you can get it at a loss. Do you know what your name is?"
　　 Huai Ye didn't intend to stand up, he thought that the Sect Master could solve this kind of thing. But after looking at it for a long time, she felt that the person in front of her was too much, and she wanted to buy the mountain of Immortal Sect for 5,000 gold.
　　 The mountain is bought, then the dormitory area where she suppressed her demon-likeness and the gravity field, isn’t it all gone?
　　 She just spent more than 10,000 gold in the dormitory area, and she plans to practice in the Immortal Sect in the future. At this time, the other party will come out to stir up. If it succeeds, won't it ruin her plan for the next three years that she made last night?
　　 Yang Hua snorted coldly after hearing Huaiye’s words, and cursed, "I don't know how to live or die!"
After that, I didn’t plan to pay any attention to Huai Ye behind him, and turned to look at Wen Ping again, waiting for Wen Ping’s choice~EbookFREE.me~ Huai Ye’s reluctant voice continued behind him, "You... Go down the mountain and said to the foster father. You are a supporter of the Shanzong, right? I remember you. I won't accept it when you kneel and apologize to me tomorrow!"
　　 "Looking for death!"
　　 Huaiye's voice fell, and Yang Hua couldn't help it.
　　 The long sword pointed to the ground, and he cut out a sword in the direction of Huai Ye, and his figure disappeared in place.
　　 "Ah! Help!"
Huai Ye was surprised. She didn't seem to expect that someone in this small town would really dare to do something to her. She decided that she must tell her foster father tomorrow and let the foster father take a few big demon uncles in the East Lake to swallow her whole life. Up.
　　 Between the electric light and the flint, Yang Hua's figure suddenly stopped.
　　 just stopped one foot away from Huaiye.
　　 The long sword didn't stabbed the pregnant leaf, but stabbed a mountain dog that was half a person tall, entering from one side of the belly and then coming out from the other side.
　　 The orange-yellow hair on both sides was instantly dyed red with blood, and the mountain dog's eyes jumped into dense bloodshot eyes.
　　 It still roared at Yang Hua, even though life was already passing by.
After Huai Ye saw what was blocking the sword for it, he immediately hugged Haha, who was still barking at Yang Hua with a grin. He couldn't help but shed tears and shouted, "Haha! How are you, don't die. "
　　 "Stupid dog!"
　　 Yang Hua drew his sword, and the blood spilled on the spot.
　　 The blood rose up, sprinkled on the bluestone like spring water, extending in a straight line.
　　 It looked like the of death was walking slowly on the bluestone slab.
　　 Just as Yang Hua was about to shoot again, the last light in the sky disappeared.
　　 This land is completely shrouded in darkness.
　　Night fell.