Campus belle's cultivation master

Dozens of Tianshi strongmen, hundreds of Neijin experts, such a heavyweight lineup, even if we look at the world, can be called terror.

The Chinese practitioners on the bridgehead were all white faced and sweaty, and they fell into continuous riots. Some of them even gave up

"It's terrible, such a powerful force, even many super hermit sects can't compare with it..."

"What does Dongyi want to do? This is an attack of great strength. Do you really want to uproot the power of cultivating truth in China? "

"How... How can it be defeated? The Yang family is in danger! The world is in danger

Yang Buhui, the owner of the Yang family, had a gloomy look on his face and snapped, "be quiet! Silence, everyone

Most of the strong people present were from xiluyang family. At the moment, they turned their heads and cast their despairing eyes on the master.

Yang Buhui's eyes were flushed with scarlet, and his eyes swept the audience: "the Yang family in Xilu would rather die standing than live kneeling! Before we came here, we had told our wives, children and children about our future. Have you forgotten!

Since you dare to stand here, you must be prepared to lose your life. If any of you regret or are afraid, you can leave now! I, the owner of the Yang family, will never stop me! "

The audience was solemn, the scattered mood was restrained, and the fierce momentum was slowly condensed

"What do you say, master! Life is Yang's family, death is Yang's ghost, we are not afraid of death! "

"Yes! There's a big scar on his head. As long as he can chop off one more dog's head of Dongyi people, he'll make money in his life! "

"We are willing to follow the master to the death and fight with these Dongyi dogs!"

Yang Buhui clenched his teeth and nodded with determination: "OK, I'm Yang Erlang!"

Even if the mouth said so, but he hid in the sleeve of the hand, but also can't stop slightly shaking, obviously nervous to the extreme.

Dozens of strong natural masters, how can they be defeated? Today must be to die, buried in the Qingjiang River

Death, on behalf of the return to extinction, on behalf of nothing, is the deepest fear hidden in the human heart. Whether it is a king with great power, a rich man with great wealth, or a general who has experienced many battles, he will tremble under the conquest of death, not to mention Yang Buhui?

But he has no choice, today's Qingjiang River, step back will not be broad-minded, only in exchange for eternal fame.

"If you don't retreat, if you rush forward, you will die."

Yang Buhui, the owner of the Yang family, made up his mind. The scarlet color of his eyes faded and his look gradually recovered. He took a big step forward, and the mighty Heavenly Master's power filled all the fields, just like a sword out of sheath, pointed to the Dongyi demon hunting regiment slowly coming across the river.

"Oh?" The old man in hemp clothes, sitting cross legged on the ice fishing, also felt the fierce momentum. He couldn't help looking up and looking around. He narrowed his eyes with a smile. "It's really a good play, but it's a pity that although there are many people, they are all filthy ants

I don't know if the boy surnamed Lin dares to join in the fun. Ha ha, the so-called God's favorite son who can kill demigods will not be scared out of his courage... "

The old man in sackcloth did not care who won or lost the war, and even more indifferent to the lives of ordinary people. The reason why he chose to appear in Qingzhou at this time node is just for one person, Tianjiao linzixuan!

Hanging shadow bridge across the Qingjiang River, like a metal dragon like tyranny, but silent.

In addition to five people, such as Matsumoto tanye, who went to the Lin family's residence in Jiangnan, the Dongyi demon hunting regiment had a total of 162 strong men. Under the leadership of Tanaka Kawa Ya and Yoshio Yamaguchi, they slowly approached leisurely.

This group of Dongyi people have not yet been relieved from the excitement of "great cold and blood slaughter", they rush to the next bloodbath. They are just like walking in a leisurely court. They are still talking and laughing.

In their view, the Chinese practitioners were weak and just a group of animals to be slaughtered. The so-called well-known Yang family in Xilu is no different from the 17 northern clans that they have just trampled on.

"That time in Youzhou was really bad luck." Qiumu village, with her mouth curled and her head tilted, complained, "this time I must pick some beautiful women from the Yang family in Xilu and play well."

As soon as the words came out, some people around echoed them

"Yes, I must watch this time. They must not be short-sighted until they have enough fun. "

"Chinese practitioners are born inferior and can't bear to fight, but women are really good..."

With shameful and greedy look on their cheeks, they swagger to the Bank of Qingjiang River and confront the Chinese practitioners across the shadow bridge.

The world is silent, a light snow is falling, and the war is imminent.

Tanaka, squinting his eyes, looked at the other side for a while, and his mouth began to sneer with disdain: "just three heavenly masters, what a shame. That's the bullshit Xilu Yang family.

Just because of their humble ways, they want to stop the demon hunting group from going south in Qingjiang? Ha ha, it's just a daydream

As he spoke, he turned his face and looked at Yoshio Yamaguchi beside him. However, he saw that the latter was wriggling his stupid head nervously. It was like a searchlight sweeping around the other bank. Then he scanned around again. It seemed that he was searching for something anxiously.

After a while, Kazuo Yamaguchi breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in his heart slowly fell to the ground.

"Great, Lin Zixuan didn't come." He thought in silence, as if he had removed the shackles of his whole body in an instant, and suddenly felt very relaxed and happy. "I hope he runs away in a hurry when he hears the news that the demon hunting regiment is going south, and never appears in front of me..."

It's not that Yamaguchi thinks about the safety of Tianjiao in China. It's just that the seemingly ordinary young man left a huge shadow in his heart.

He knew very well that as long as he faced Lin Zixuan, the Chinese Tianjiao, the perfect lie he had painstakingly created would be exposed in an instant. At that time, the superior Dongyi Heavenly Master and the leader of the demon hunting regiment will become a despicable liar!

"Yamaguchi." "What are you looking for?" Tanaka asked

Yoshio Yamaguchi shivered all over, and he regained his consciousness immediately. His cheek was still in a look of unnatural panic: "nothing... Nothing..."

"Hehe, are you looking for granite Xizi? Don't worry, when we have wiped out the Chinese cultivation world, she will appear sooner or later, and she will come into your arms Tanaka grinned and pointed to the group of Chinese practitioners on the opposite side.

Just at this time, two tiny black spots appeared in the distance between heaven and earth.

Yoshio Yamaguchi glances at him, his face is blue, and his heart goes up to his throat

"Is he here?"