Chapter 1865

One day later, at the entrance of the Tian clan.

Looking at the door in the distance, Yang Ye's mouth slightly lifted, "zi'er, wait for me!"

Language down, Yang Ye is about to enter it, and at this time, he seems to feel something, suddenly turn his head, not far away, a middle-aged man is walking slowly towards him.

The middle-aged man is dressed in a plain robe. In his hands, it is a long black gun.

The top of the road!

The middle-aged man looked at the distant Tianmen, and then looked at Yang Ye, "want to escape to the Tianzu?"

Yang Ye slightly pondered, and then said: "something?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "do you mind if you want to find a head on your neck?"

Yang Ye pointed to his head and said, "take it by yourself?"

The middle-aged man's smile gradually turned cold, "here it comes!" The long gun in his hand suddenly shot out.

At this time, Yang Ye's sword suddenly stabbed out.

Point of sword to point of gun.

For a moment, time seems to freeze.

At this moment, two people have something to do at the same time.

Bang!

Two people each back to a full distance of thousands of feet, just stopped, two people behind the space is directly cracked into a spider web!

The middle-aged man looked at his hand. At the moment, there were many blood stains on his arm, which was just injured by sword Qi.

The middle-aged man's eyes more dignified color, he looked up at the distant Yang Ye, "you are much stronger than I imagined. It's hard to wonder that you will be wanted at such a high price. It turns out that you are worth the price!"

Yang Ye didn't say yes. His eyes closed slowly, his right hand spread out, and in his palm, a sword whirled at a high speed.

In a flash, an invisible sharp breath pointed at the middle-aged man!

Oppression!

At this moment, the middle-aged man felt a strong sense of oppression. He did not dare to be careless, his body dark Qi crazy surge up, soon, in the middle-aged man's head that piece of sky, dark clouds, in which, lightning from time to time across.

The middle-aged man suddenly held up his spear. In a flash, a flash of lightning shot out of the dark cloud above his head, and fell directly on the spear in the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man's eyes slowly closed up, the long gun in his hand, thunder and lightning Suo Rao. After a breath, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and then he held the spear in his hand and hurled it at the distant poplar leaf, "Thunder Dragon thorn!"

The sound falls, a long gun with thunder and lightning suddenly shoots towards the poplar leaves, where it passes, lightning and thunder, and the space is directly split into a space black hole, which is shocking and incomparable!

In the distance, Yang Ye's sword suddenly disappeared.

At the moment that Yang Ye sword disappeared, the lightning spear of the middle-aged man suddenly stopped in the air, because it was on the top of the gun, and was butted by the tip of a sword. For a moment of silence, suddenly, the sword whirled.

Hum!

With the sound of a sword, the spear suddenly split open. In a flash, a sword light flashed in the field.

In the distance, the middle-aged man's heart was shocked, and his body forced a flash. However, one of his arms did not follow his body away.

A hundred feet away, the middle-aged man stopped. At the moment, on his right shoulder, blood was dripping!

And just at the moment when the middle-aged man stopped, a sword began to rotate in the palm of Yang Ye in the distance. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man looked pale. The next moment, a sword appeared behind the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man is defeated, but you are the dead leaf

Words fall.

Hiss!

A blood shot from the middle-aged man's eyebrows, in a flash, the middle-aged man's whole head directly burst open.

Yang Ye appears behind the middle-aged man and reaches for a move. The head of the sword returns to his hand. Looking at the sword in front of him, Yang Ye chuckled: "if a man is not strong, what is the use of a sword in a strong position?"

With that, Yang Ye looked at the door in the distance, and was about to enter it. At this moment, in the distant sky, the space suddenly trembled. Soon, several figures flashed out from it.

Out came a tall middle-aged man, an old man, and a woman in a long skirt.

Among them, two of them, Yang Ye, knew each other. It was the demon lion who chased him before he went to the death world, and the charming woman of the demon clan. As for the old man, he was chasing him, but he didn't know each other.

"Yang Ye, long time no see!" The mad lion whispered.

Yang Ye glanced at the three people, "how, demon clan, demon clan, and what kind of clan do you still want to kill me for sword?"

"Can't you?" The mad lion road.

Yang Ye chuckled and laughed for a moment. He looked at the mad lion, "are you stupid?"

On hearing this, the lion's expression immediately became gloomy. It was about to speak. At this time, Yang Ye was the first to say: "if you don't know the situation, you can come to me. I feel worried about your IQ!"

The language falls, the sword in Yang Ye's hand suddenly disappears, a sword light flashes in the field. In the distance, the lion's body became stiff.On one side, the old man and the woman suddenly turned their heads and looked at the crazy lion. The lion was stiff and his eyes were wide, and a sword was suspended behind his head.

"You..." the mad lion stares at the poplar leaf, "how can...

hiss!

The mad lion's neck suddenly cracked a crack, and in an instant, its head fell directly from the neck.

Blood like a column!

On the other side, the old man and the woman were in a daze.

Soon, the woman came back to her senses and turned to look at Yang Ye. "Sir, my demon clan will not attack you. Please...

" it's too late! "

Yang Ye's voice dropped and his sword suddenly disappeared. Seeing this scene, the woman's face suddenly changed, and her hands suddenly moved forward.

Boom!

With the sound of two explosions, the sword light disappeared. However, Yang Ye appeared behind the woman without any sign.

Close the sword!

Hiss!

The woman's head with wide eyes flew out.

Yang ye turned his head and looked at the old man not far away. Instead, he said, "I didn't expect to go to the dead world and let you grow up to this point. My wing clan went wrong this time!"

Words fall, the old man is ready to fight. At this time, Yang Ye suddenly said, "are you a member of the wing clan?"

"How?" the old man said

Yang Ye slightly pondered, and then said: "take me to Tanyi clan." But he did not forget that he had promised the mysterious man in the dead world. Since he had received the other party's benefits, he naturally had to do what he had promised him!

Hearing this, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, "what do you want to do?"

Yang Ye didn't talk nonsense. He directly sacrificed the pair of divine wings. Seeing this pair of sacred wings, the old man was stunned. After a long time, he came to his senses. "You, it, how can it be on you!"

Yang Ye said, "who do you think it should be on?"

"Grandfather, of course!" The old man blurted out.

Yang Ye said: "take me to see the leader of your Yi clan. I don't want to say it again, and I don't want to continue to waste time here. Understand?"

The old man hesitated and said, "please follow me!"

A day later, Yang Ye followed the old man to the wing clan. Yang Ye learned from the old man that the current situation of the wing clan is not so good. First of all, in terms of recognition, the number of the wing clan is only one million, which is pitiful compared with the Terran and demon clan!

Secondly, the territory of the wing clan is also very remote, and the aura can not be compared with the Terran and demon clan.

The reason why he wants to capture the sword is to gain a lot. This sword is not used by the wing clan, but it has many uses. For example, it is used to make friends with Terrans and Tianzu...

Yang Ye followed the old man to a lacquer black hall. The old man stopped and said, "please wait a moment!"

Language down, its into the hall.

Yang Ye glanced around. Around him, there were several powerful and obscure divine senses sweeping around him!

After a while, the old man came out and said, "please, patriarch!"

Yang Ye nodded slightly and walked into the hall. In the hall, there are three old men in black robes, and in the first place, a middle-aged man in a gold robe.

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye and said, "you have such strength at a young age. In addition to the king, you may be the strongest."

Yang Ye took a look at the three old men, and then looked at the middle-aged man, "this time, I was dragged by others to send something to the wing clan!"

The language falls, he bends a finger, that mysterious person gives his ring to fly to that middle-aged man immediately in front of.

The middle-aged man glanced at the ring, and his face became dignified. The three old men at his side looked at each other, and then the divine sense swept the ring. Soon, the three old men, like the middle-aged man, looked extremely dignified.

In this ring, there are many lost skills and mysterious skills of the Yi nationality. All of them are Saint level, and some are even above Saint level!

After a long time, the middle-aged man looked at Yang Ye, "who gave this to you?"

Yang Ye shook his head. "I don't know his identity. Since the things have been in your hands, my task has been completed. Farewell With that, Yang ye turned and left, as if thinking of something. He stopped again and said, "gentlemen, the sword is in my hand, so the wing clan will not come to me for trouble."

With that, Yang ye turned and left.

At this time, an old man beside the middle-aged man suddenly said, "wait a minute!"

Yang Ye stopped and turned to look at the old man, "thank you. The other party has already paid me!"

The old man stares at Yang Ye, "have you seen the things in Najie?"

Yang Ye shook his head, "no!"

"I don't believe it!" The old man said.

Hearing the speech, Yang Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed up.At this time, the man who can't be killed is the leader of the clan, who can't be killed

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and hesitated.

"I'm so angry!"

At this time, at the bottom of the hall, Yang Ye suddenly pulled out his sword. "It's hard for me to do a good thing once. It turns out that I'm not fit to be a good man!"

Language down, Yang Ye carrying the sword towards the middle-aged man and others to go!

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