The First Cause of All Realms

"The First Cause of All Realms (

"Little beast, you dare to insult my uncle?!"

The people at Tiejianmen were furious, and the shaking sword was about to charge up, but Yan Jingluo raised his hand to stop it.

The black-haired and white-faced old man pressed the sword with one hand, and his eyes were cold:

"Little thing, do you think that with a few martial arts skills, you will be able to know how high the sky is? ... Since you don't want your face, don't blame the old man for bullying the small!"

"I heard that you were also a person who went to the Liujishan battlefield decades ago. How come you can't handle it when you are getting old?"

Flicking the slaughtering knife that broke the small half, Yang Yu slowly stood up, the blade shone with a cold light:

"Old man, your face is worthless to me!"

No matter in the past life or this life, there is always a shortage of so-called people from the past, old rivers and lakes in this world, who will tell you condescendingly with the attitude of thousands of sails.

That's not right, that's not good.

For this kind of person, Yang Yu's attitude is also very clear.

Old man, you are out of date!

"very good."

Yan Jing smiled angrily:

"I can't believe that the old man has been so underestimated after he has not been in the world for twenty years. Haha, haha!"

As soon as the laughter echoed, it was cut off by a clear and clear sword sound.

hum!

The sword light rises!

In an instant, the cold air rushed towards him.

Before the sword light arrived, the strong wind blew out the roaring bonfire, and the thieves and prisoners were blown away by the airflow before they could react.

They could no longer see the figure of the old man in their eyes, only a ray of sword light flashed at an extremely fast speed.

Ten feet, it seems like only one step!

next moment,

The symphony of gold and iron enough to pierce the eardrum exploded right next to the official road.

Zheng!

Swords collided, sparks splattered.

Yang Yu's sword was in front of him, and he let the sword light pierce on the surface of the blade.

Yan Jinglue's swordsmanship, movement, and inner qi are all mature and skilled, but he is too old.

Although his inner qi is much deeper than Yuchilong's, his qi and blood have decayed and his muscles and bones are slack, which is also limited compared to the former.

"But so."

Yang Yu sneered, shaking his arms and shaking the long sword out.

Yan Jinglue swept back a few feet, as if he was greatly frightened, and his white hair rose up:

"So much strength?!"

His pupils contracted violently.

After a collision, he finally knew that this little thing that seemed to have less than three blood changes, where did he dare to contradict himself.

This kind of unconventional terrorist force, he has only seen it in one person.

He went to Liuji Mountain to join the army in the name of Tiejianmen, and served under the current Qingzhou general 'Wei Zhengxian'.

That is, he is proficient in swordsmanship, and he doesn't take that stinky boy in his eyes at all.

At that time, he had no idea that although Wei Zhengxian had only just exchanged blood, his arms had the power of "four elephants."

After only one fight, he was dissipated, and he lay on the bed for a full year. It was because of this that he became the only person in Tiejianmen who returned from the Liujishan battlefield alive.

this kid...

"It's me!"

Yang Yu was naturally keenly aware that he stomped heavily under his feet, his spine twitched, and the pig-killing knife had already slashed towards Yan Jinglue with a gust of wind.

boom!

The swords collided, making an explosion sound.

As soon as he made a move, Yang prison had no reservations, and at the same time as the sword light swept across, the blood in his body also boiled!

Rao is Yan Jinglue skilled in swordsmanship, and he was forced to keep retreating.

The faces of everyone in Tiejianmen changed.

"An dare to bully me?!"

Taking nine steps back, Yan Jinglue's old face was already flushed to the extreme.

Finally, after another collision, he resisted the tremendous force that almost vomited blood, his inner qi swelled, and he burst into blood.

"Master Uncle?!"

"Uncle Master!"

The expressions of Guan Shanshui and Tiejianmen changed drastically.

Yan Jinglue is nearly ninety years old, his muscles and bones are slack, and his blood energy has fallen to the level.

"Little beast, this old man wants you to die!"

Yan Jinglue's face was red, and he roared and stretched his ape arms, and the sound of wind and thunder seemed to be loud as he danced with a single sword.

At this moment, he has no reservations.

As his muscles and bones trembled, his blood swelled, and the sound of a tiger's roar seemed to come out of his body.

The blood is surging, like a tiger roaring!

call!

With the help of his blood and energy, Yan Jinglue was faster, dancing a large sword light to absorb the wind and thunder, covering the entire Yang prison.

Impressively, it was his Tiejianmen's direct descendant of swordsmanship, Fengleiyijian!

"Blood like a tiger roaring..."

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

The level of exchange blood does not represent absolute strength, however, such as cattle and tigers are still huge leaps.

Those whose blood and energy are like bulls, under the palms of their fists, feet, and fingers, are trampled by galloping bulls.

And the blood is like a tiger is even better, it is the power and the edge.

The blood is like a tiger, and between its fingers and palms, it has the fierceness of an evil tiger, and it has a tearing edge like fangs and tiger claws.

With the blood of a tiger, the sword light is enough to sever gold and iron!

Although Yuchilong and Liu Wenpeng have reached this level, their mastery of blood is far inferior to this old fellow.

Of course more power.

The power and edge are far less than that.

At this moment, Yang Yu only felt a stinging pain all over his body. The wind and thunder sword was not aimed at any point, but all over his body!

There is no escape, no escape.

"But I didn't want to dodge either!"

Yang Yu's mind was condensed and he felt the changes in the airflow within three feet of his body.

Since there is no way to avoid it, don't dodge it!

"How could that kid be so arrogant?!"

Shi Yongyan was anxious when he saw it, but finally he couldn't hold it any longer. He jumped out from the darkness with his feet a little, and the long sword shook, and he was about to use his strength to cut off the chains on the prison cart.

Save people first!

Just as the thought flashed through his mind, he heard a sound like a yellow bell and a big Lu in his ear.

Suddenly turned back.

Seeing Shishuzu's sword light shrouded, a large amount of sand seemed to rise into the sky.

It was like a giant elephant stepping down, as if the whole ground was shaking.

And the next moment, accompanied by a crescent-like sharp edge training, the wide broken knife with a mouth that could hide a person's face, cut the sword light at an incredible angle.

Without dodging or dodging, he slashed at Yan Jinglue who was stabbed!

"not good!"

Yan Jinglue's heart trembled.

There is nothing subtle about this knife, it's just a fine-tuned angle and an absolute burst of absolute power.

However, it was such a simple knife that gave him an irresistible terrifying murderous intent.

boom!

The swords collided, and there was a huge explosion.

Under the night, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and they saw all the dancing sword flowers disintegrating, and the heavy and thick sword cut down heavily.

"Uncle Master!!"

"Master Uncle!"

The eyes of the people in Tiejianmen were split, and blood was sprinkled in the screams.

The tiger's mouth exploded, and the long sword was released!

Yan Jinglue felt as if he had been ruthlessly guessed by the elephant, and his mighty power was as heavy as fifty years ago.

In just a moment, his turbulent blood and inner qi were hammered away.

Then, he fell heavily to the ground!

"stop!"

Seeing that Yang Yu smashed Yan Jinglue to the ground with the back of his sword, all the people in Tiejianmen went crazy, and they were about to rush over, waving their swords angrily.

when!

And only then did Shi Yongyan's sword slash on the chains outside the steel prison car.

It's just that without the blessing of inner qi, not only did the chain not break, but the blade was also broken.

"When you are in the soil, don't learn how to fight bravely with young people."

Glancing at Yan Jinglue, who couldn't afford to throw himself on the ground, Yang Yu shook his head slightly.

Then, throwing the backs of the swords, the people of Tiejianmen who rushed forward smashed them to the ground one by one, their tendons were broken, and they were screaming and screaming.

Just now, he looked at Shi Yongyan, Guan Shanshui, who were dumbfounded, and the prisoners who seemed to want to slip away before:

"Do you need me to teach you how to do it?"

"Huh? No, no need."

Zhao Jiu and Jiang both woke up like a dream, trembling all over, they stepped forward to disperse the anger of the people in Tiejianmen, and wiped them all out.

"Yang Prison..."

Guan Shanshui let out a whimper, gritted his teeth and glanced at the disciple:

"Yongyan, admit it..."

Shi Yongyan was dumbfounded, and he didn't know if he heard it or not, but he didn't resist until Zhao Qi took the sword from his hand and pushed it down.

It seemed that he couldn't stand the impact in front of him.

"Kill, kill me!"

After a long time, in the crowded prison car, Yan Jinglue just recovered from the heavy blow and roared:

"Little beast, if you have the seeds, kill the old man!"

Snapped!

The yelling stopped abruptly.

"shut up!"

Zhao Qi rubbed his wrists and cursed with a grin:

"Yang Ye is right, you old fellow, you are really thick-skinned!"

There was no chain on him.

Except for Guan Shanshui, Shi Yongyan, and Yan Jinglue, who were stuffed into the prison cart, all the other prisoners were unchained.

All the people in the Iron Sword Gate were locked together.

"Collaborating with the Liansheng Sect with the intention of conspiracy, looting the prisoner's car, and killing the officials. With so many charges added, several of them have a lot of wealth, wouldn't it be a pity to kill them like this?"

Yang Yu sat by the bonfire and responded lightly.

Six doors are the institutions for arresting culprits.

Any murderer is worth a lot of money, pills, weapons, armor, and even martial arts, all require merit.

Capturing the murderer is naturally a great achievement.

Anyway, this group of people can't escape death, he is naturally too lazy to get bloody.

"Yang beheaded, Yang beheaded!"

Everyone in Tiejianmen who was stripped naked was scolding, and then they were beaten one by one by the previous ones.

"Behead..."

Yang Yu's mouth twitched.

He never thought that he would get such a cruel nickname.

Obviously he is so law-abiding...

Belly slandering the old vultures on the rivers and lakes, Yang Yu set out to clean up the wealth of the people in Tiejianmen~www.novelmt.com~ It is not as good as the Lianshengjiao who made it instead, and even the people in Tiejianmen who have fewer mountain gates can be The rich are much richer, and this is something that has only been accumulated over the years.

Four thousand eight hundred taels of silver notes, five hundred taels of gold notes, a few pieces of silver, and some inferior martial arts secrets, both internal and external.

Including Yan Jinglue's powerful sword, Fengleiyijian, which is close to Zhongcheng's martial arts.

"Such a small sect has so much money."

Yang Yu was a little shocked when he put the thing in his arms.

Qingzhou is not a wealthy place, not to mention Shunde House. The money that these people carry is enough for tens of thousands of people in Heishan City to spend the winter without being so tight.

What mountain bandits and everyone in the inner city are all poor ghosts compared to these sects.

But also, without this family background, how to support the disciples of the sect who are not engaged in production?

How dare to rely on righteousness and sparse wealth, how can you walk the rivers and lakes?

"Beast, beast!"

The eyes of the Tiejianmen crowd were red.

Yang Yu didn't care about the abuse, he just told Zhao Qi and Jiang to fight harder.

Gradually, the day dawned.

Yang Yu got on the carriage with a knife and asked Zhao Qifen to put down the rations, and he started his journey.

"Yang Prison, Yang Prison..."

The three generations of Tiejianmen who were locked in the prison car glared at the carriage with gnashing teeth.

Zhao Qi originally wanted to give the three of them a piece of cake, but when he saw this scene, his eyes turned, he shared the cake with Jiang Du, turned around and got into the carriage, waving the whip and started to hurry.

In the carriage, Yang Yu, who tapped a few things again, was very satisfied.

With this wave, he felt that he could eat for several years.

Looking at the red sun leaping in the sky, thoughts flashed in my heart.

"Tiejianmen, there should be people, right?"