The First Cause of All Realms

[Arrangement: Two-edged sword] [Fate: Blade of Greedy Wolf] [Number of Fate: Two Purples and Six Golds] [True Meaning of Seven Tribulations (Light Purple), Invincible (Light Purple), Destiny belongs to Greedy Wolf (Light Gold), Addiction Blade of Blood (Light Gold), Night Demon Aspects (Light Gold), Lifting Heavy Weight (Light Gold), Lifting Light as Heavy (Light Gold), Breaking Armor (Light Gold)] [Status: Unopened] [Grade Rank : Qian Lian] Walking slowly, Yang Yu was careless, all of his thoughts were in the cave, but nine points were in the two-edged sword he had just forged.

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Because he obtained a large amount of black iron from Henry Zhang's secret vault, Meng Hanguang's Panlong stick was kept by him.

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But the fate on it has since been changed by him to a two-edged sword.

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Meng Hanguang's Panlong stick is naturally not as good as Song Zu's magic weapon, but it is also no small matter.

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The four life numbers obtained from it, 'Invincible', 'Break Armor and Armor', 'lift a heavy weight as lightly', and "lift a light as a heavy weight" are even more coordinated with each other, and there is a special change that is indescribable.

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At this point, the fate of the two-edged sword, except for the 'Fate of the Greedy Wolf' linked to the fate that cannot be changed, the rest of the fate has long been different from its original appearance.

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huh~

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Yang Yu was careless, but the masters of the great clan in the underground palace felt cold all over their bodies, freezing to the bones, like falling into an ice cave.

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Looking at the figure that came slowly, the small smile on Xie Hui's face froze, and anger, fear, and astonishment appeared in his eyes.

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"Yang, Yang Prison..."

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Patriarch Jiang turned pale with astonishment, and 'Deng Deng Deng' took three steps back, full of shock and anger:

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"You, you lied to us?!"

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Danglanglang~

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Before a word was spoken, the sound of swords unsheathed one after another, almost blowing out the candles, all the masters of the Eight Great Families pumped their true qi, blood on their faces, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

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No one imagined that the person coming from the darkness would be Yang Yu, who, according to rumors, had killed many Liansheng cultists and had a deep hatred for each other!

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how come? !

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"Feng, Feng Jinhuang!"

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Xie Hui gnashing his teeth:

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"How dare you lie to me?!"

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"Where did Feng lie to you? Isn't this person at the top of the list of mountains and rivers?"

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Feng Wushuang shook the folding fan and blew away the dust:

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"Could it be that after today, you will still be afraid that you won't be able to sleep peacefully?"

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"you!"

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Xie Huihui almost vomited blood, and all the family masters also glared at each other, but they didn't dare to make a move. Instead, they stepped back and formed a formation.

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wow~

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Closing the folding fan, Feng Wushuang smiled and handed over:

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"Brother Yang, how is this gift?"

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"It's not a big gift. However, it saves some hands and feet..."

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Yang Yu lightly swept across the underground palace and the dark alleys:

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"It's ridiculous Henry Zhang also said that the city is impregnable, but he didn't know that if you don't get rid of it, even if there are thousands of divine arm crossbows at the head of the city, it won't help."

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"Yang, Yang... Master Yang."

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The head of the Wang family smiled wryly and handed over:

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"You must not be deceived by the villain, we are here to meet, it is an inheritance from our ancestors, not to be your enemy..."

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"Yes! Daxia Yang, I have absolutely no intention of being your enemy!"

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"It's Xie Hui! He summoned me to wait..."

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One person spoke, and a group of people spoke, some were timid, some were apprehensive, but most were regretful and frightened.

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Xie Hui's face was extremely ugly. The enemy had not yet shot, and his own people had already started to fight. How could he fight?

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"Huh~"

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The faint laughter came, neither high nor low, but suppressed the noise.

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"You are better than others, your words will be more expensive, and your words will be humble, but why are you so arrogant and respectful, making people laugh?"

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Yang Yu looked around the underground palace with a dull expression:

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"There's no need to criticize each other, you can't get out of this underground palace today!"

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Phew!

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The calm voice seemed like a turbulent cold current, the candle flames blew on and off, and under the shadow, his shadow stretched and spread like a devil.

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The indescribable fear, like an invisible big hand, smothered all the noises in all the underground palaces,

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He gripped the hearts of everyone present even more tightly, causing them to feel that their hearts were trembling and they couldn't breathe well.

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"Your Excellency, do you really want to be aggressive?!"

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Patriarch Jiang's voice was bitter, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

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"It's all in such a situation, are you still lucky?!"

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Master Wei's complexion turned blue, and he gritted his teeth:

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"This thief is ten times more ruthless than Yan Dongjun. Not only does he collude with the Liansheng sect to oppress the good, but he also wants to embezzle our ancestral property. At this time, we can only fight against him!"

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"Fight!"

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"Fight with it!"

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In the underground palace, the sky turned violent for a while, and the sound of swords and swords was surging like waves.

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However, no one dared to take a step forward, on the contrary, someone quietly retreated, trying to escape.

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"Rats too."

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Feng Wushuang was tired of looking at it. She had never looked down on such a boneless and courageous person in her life. She closed the fan, glanced at Yang Yu, and retreated into the darkness.

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Yang Yu is not surprised.

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In the world's aristocratic families, there is no shortage of talented and brave people, but more of them are just like everyone in front of them.

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"Yang Daxia, you are a great hero, a great hero, if you want to kill, I will not be spared, but..."

The Patriarch of the Wang family took a deep breath and walked to the front of the crowd. The bookish old man bowed slightly, showing full courtesy, with a humble and respectful attitude:

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"Dare to ask Yang Daxia, in what capacity did you kill me, etc.?"

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Poof!

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With a burst of infuriating energy, the two people who were about to escape were shocked to death at the entrance of the alley. Yang Yu asked back:

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"What's the difference?"

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"If it is a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, then today's meeting is planned by Xie Hui, the old man and others. Only the first evil will be eliminated, and the family will not be hurt. This is the rule of the rivers and lakes."

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As he spoke, he paused for a moment, then glanced at Yang Yu from the corner of the corner, seeing his expressionless face, his heart sank, but he continued to say with gritted teeth:

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"And if you want to kill me as the Northwest Daoist, I ask you, what kind of crime do you use to kill me?

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In other words, when Your Excellency ascends to the throne in the future, under your rule, anyone can be executed without notice, killing, plundering, adultery and plundering at will? "

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"This old guy..."

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As soon as these words came out, not to mention the people of the great clan, even Feng Wushuang in the darkness, could not help but raise their eyebrows.

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This old guy has a humble attitude, but his words are very sharp.

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No matter how you choose, it doesn't seem to matter...

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She was moved in her heart, and she couldn't help looking at Yang Prison, who was facing the crowd. With her keen mind, it was not difficult to see that this man, who seemed to have no taboos, actually had his own rules.

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It's not about killing innocent people.

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only…

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"Wang Qichu."

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Yang Yu opened his mouth and said the name of the old man in front of him.

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During the ten days, he was naturally not only repairing the two-edged sword, but also waiting for the incomplete pages of the Book of the Underworld to be covered.

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Following his thoughts, in the cauldron of gluttony, the broken pages were opened, and various words accompanied by dim light appeared in his mind, and then he said:

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"You were born in the '3rd year of Qingyuan', in the northwest Daocheng, the Wang family was born. When you were young, you were a little jealous, but you restrained yourself. Until the twelfth year, you whipped your maid to death..."

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"you!"

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Hearing these words, Wang Qichu's heart trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth to refute, but was forced to go back by the dark and deep eyes.

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"That year, when you were twelve, it was the first time that you discovered how powerful your power was. You killed someone and left unscathed. Instead, it was the couple who sued the officials and were thrown into a mass grave..."

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Where the voice fell, not only Wang Qichu, but also the expressions of the people from the great clan changed.

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The Wang family, among the eight great families, has always been extremely special. They are the heirlooms of farming and reading, and they have been officials in the past dynasties, and even have a second-rank officer at the highest.

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He has always held contempt for other families that started out with tyrannical powers. Hearing this at this moment, his heart suddenly felt strange.

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After all, this is also an old event fifty or sixty years ago, and few people present have heard of it.

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But what they didn't realize was that they didn't have the slightest doubt about Yang Yu's words...

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"...You have poor talent, you can't study, you can't be an official, and you are a family head. You have a lot of skills.

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But who knows, under your high-sounding appearance, you are dirty everywhere, you are not good-looking, but you are a child, and once they grow up, they will be turned into flower fertilizer, or they will be made into human candles by you..."

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"enough!"

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Wang Qichu's expression finally changed, and he couldn't bear it any longer, but before he could speak, he was forced back by a lingering cold light.

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Zheng~

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The two-edged sword was an inch out of its scabbard, Yang Prison pressed lightly with his five fingers, and said slowly:

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"Yang knows what you have done, but he doesn't have the time to come together... Xie Hui, haven't you done it yet?"

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Boom!

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Before he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly burst into blood, and Xie Hui shouted:

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"Everyone, if you fight to the death, you will have a chance of winning!"

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scoff!

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Before he finished speaking, a terrifying blood-colored beam of light burst out from his sleeves.

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It was like a blood-colored rainbow, piercing through all the people in front of him at once, turning into a ferocious ghost head, roaring and rushing to kill.

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[Blood Demon] [Core: God Seed 'Soul Devouring'] [Based on the skull of a violent and violent person who died, UU reading www.uukanshu. Combination is made of the **** seed "devouring the soul", which can absorb people's essence and soul to grow.

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When the light of blood shines, people and animals are all arrogant, and when the light of blood passes, the flesh and blood are withered, and the soul is lost! 】【Suspected to be contaminated with the breath of the 'Blood Transformation God Sword', the power is fierce...]

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"Blood-turning sword?!"

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What Tongyou saw made Yang Yu's heart tremble, and only then did he understand what the alien aura he had smelled before...

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Boom!

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When the blood light bloomed, the invisible breath spread, and the huge underground palace suddenly boiled, and was illuminated by the blood light.

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No matter what martial arts skills and status, even those who are timid and fearful in their hearts, who want to escape, also have a very fierce heart in their hearts.

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He shouted violently, raised his sword, and charged towards Yang Prison, seemingly bewildered.

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As for Xie Hui himself, he immediately retreated, his true energy was full of energy, and everyone behind him was knocked away by him, and he was about to flee to the corridor.

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His reaction was not unpleasant, nor was this magic weapon not fierce. However, when he retreated only a few steps, his body trembled involuntarily.

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When he turned around suddenly, he saw a cold light blooming. It was weak at first, and then it was like a tidal wave. In less than an instant, it had already filled the entire underground palace.

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With an extremely ferocious and terrifying force, it drowned everything and everything.

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