Chapter 130 Three hates in my life

Chapter 130 Three hates in my life

After bidding farewell to Ling Han and the others, Ye Yang sat on the back of the demon elephant and carefully understood the changes in the demon elephant.

He thought of what Ling Han said just now.

"They seem to be on the banks of the Bisha River. Follow this road all the way east, which is where the Bisha River is."

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Ye Yang rode the demon elephant and headed towards the place Ling Han mentioned. Along the way, in addition to paying attention to the route around him, he also carefully observed the changes in the scaled demon elephant under his crotch.

Since meeting the Fortune Dragon, the scales of the scaled demon elephant have become tougher and transformed into dragon scales, and the body has become stronger and stronger.

Unlike the bloated appearance of ordinary elephants, the entire body has strong muscles, like a hill, especially the horn on the forehead is extremely fierce, and the barbs on the knees and joints gleam with cold light, like sharp blades.

The next moment, Ye Yang seemed to realize something, jumped off the demon elephant, and performed a hand gesture on the demon elephant.

The demonic elephant raised its head to the sky and roared loudly. It trembled and turned from a giant four-foot-long creature into the size of a finger-long white mouse.

After shrinking in size, the demon elephant crawled into his palm, along his arm, and into his clothes.

After encountering the lucky dragon this time, the demon elephant further strengthened and mastered the magical powers of great and small wishes.

Ye Yang waved his robe and flicked his fingers, and a finger-long demon elephant the size of a mouse jumped to the ground.

In an instant, the lightning suddenly expanded to the size of a house, and with a roar, the mountains and fields shook.

Ye Yang regained control of the demon elephant, shrank his body, and retracted his sleeves.

Ye Yang looked at the Sun Flying Turtle again. The Sun Flying Turtle didn't have any new magical powers.

It's just that his body has grown a lot, now the size of the Eight Immortals Table, which finally fulfilled his wish to be able to fly on a turtle.

Stepping on the back of Sun Flying Turtle, the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and the vast grassland below slowly became smaller in his overlooking sight.

During the day, the sun was shining brightly, and the tortoise shell of the sun-flying tortoise also had a layer of golden light, and it moved very quickly.

After a while, Ye Yang saw a crowd of people in the sky.

He controlled the flying turtle to lower himself. Those people holding talismans saw a giant turtle flying down from the sky, and they couldn't help but feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Friends below, have you ever seen the disciples of Feitian Sect?"

Ye Yang asked, and the people below shook their heads to indicate that they had not seen him before.

Ye Yang didn't ask too many questions, and controlled the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle to fly into the sky again, heading forward.

These people breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Ye Yangyuan walking away on the turtle's back.

Zhuri Feigui moved very fast, and soon he arrived at the bank of Bisha River.

Ye Yang finally saw traces of Feitianmen disciples.

It's just that their condition is not good.

The vast blue beach is rolling, and the surging river is spitting foam and flowing eastward.

At this moment, a group of people were standing on the huge pile of boulders on the green beach.

At the front is a little monster from Northern Xinjiang wearing a yellow robe, holding a bloody knife in his left hand, and a puppet red string tied to his right hand.

He crossed one of his legs, leisurely and leisurely, and was surrounded by dozens of shadow slaves controlled by red threads, who were either sad or happy, crying or laughing.

The disciples of the Feitian Sect, whose clothes were messy and had grass tags on their heads, were forcibly pressed down and fell to their knees on the ground. The leader with red hair and triangular eyes was none other than Wang Dong.

There were a large number of people in front of the green beach, hundreds of them. At this moment, they were all looking at Wang Dong and others with curiosity on their faces, who were kneeling on the ground like oxen and horses.

The red brocade curtain in the eight-carriage sedan was beautiful, and through the window, I saw a skeleton wearing a Peking Opera costume, unfolding a folding fan and waving it gently.

It is the famous White Bone Hua Dan.

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"Fellow Taoists, as the saying goes, demon pets are rare, and human pets are even rarer. These human pets in my hands are all disciples of the sect. They are excellent for both cultivation and bed-warming."

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang chattered and laughed strangely, and pointed at Wang Dong who was kneeling on the ground.

"Especially this man, who is at the level of a warrior. Even I spent a lot of effort to capture him. It's a fair trade. Don't miss the opportunity. If you lose it, you will never come back."

These people were chained to the ground by him, and they knelt on their knees, looking ashamed. At this moment, they were being sold as slaves.

The eyes of the people who were kneeling were filled with anger, but they were unable to do anything in the face of the powerful monsters from Northern Xinjiang.

"Little monster from Northern Xinjiang, if you can, let me go and have a fair fight with me. What's the point of attacking me while I'm seriously injured!"

Wang Dong yelled, he is the son of a high-ranking official of Feitian Sect, he is so proud, no one dares to humiliate him.

Now being forced to kneel down in front of other cultivators and being sold like dogs and cats, he was furious in his heart.

Infinite flames erupted from his body, and his body was covered with flames like raindrops. He fought fiercely, but in vain.

"Noisy boy!"

Snapped! Snapped!

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang walked up to him and slapped him on the right side of his face several times.

"You're a loser. You can't even defeat the neither-male nor female Queen Diewu. You still have the nerve to give me a fair fight."

After he finished speaking, he slapped Wang Dong on the left side of his face a few more times, knocking out one of Wang Dong's teeth.

Wang Dong spurted out a mouthful of old blood and was mad with hatred, but he was locked by the monster from Northern Xinjiang and could do nothing.

"This boy is a martial monk from the Feitian Sect. He has amazing fire skills. He will be perfect for breeding with monsters."

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang laughed loudly: "I heard that there is a monk named Ye Yang in their sect who rides a demon elephant all day long to show off his power. Wait until I capture him and sell him to the demon kingdom on the ground to breed with old sows. !”

Some casual cultivators were horrified.

"Who is this little monster from Northern Xinjiang? He actually sells the disciples of Feitian Sect as if they are pigs and dogs. Is it true that he is not afraid of revenge?"

"Retaliation depends on who you are targeting!"

"Although this man calls himself a little monster, he is already quite old. He is the secret disciple of Beihai Shenni, one of the Thirteen Giant Bandits of the North Sea."

"The Thirteen Giant Bandits of the North Sea! So that's the case. No wonder this man is so bold that he trades people as animals at will. It turns out he's back to his old profession."

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The little monster from Northern Xinjiang burst out laughing, especially when he thought that the five Arctic insects he had trained for a long time were eaten, torn to pieces, and crushed by the demonic elephant, he felt even more angry.

So he slapped him a few more times, causing everyone in Feitian Sect to look for teeth on the ground.

"This person is really rampant. As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated, but this person wants to kill people and punish his heart. He is forced to kneel down in front of other cultivators and is sold like pigs and dogs at will. Once inner demons are born, it will be difficult to make progress in practice. ”

Ye Yang was flying in the sky. He did not immediately rush to rescue everyone in the Feitian Sect, but carefully pondered the information he had gathered in the past few days.

"The northern border monster is the second level of martial arts cultivation. He is good at the magic of demonic thoughts. He seems to have the magical power of endless life."

"Dear friends, if anyone sees Ye Yang from the Feitian Sect, please send a message for me. I, the little monster from Northern Xinjiang, will chop off his head with a knife and turn him into my slave."

The monsters in Northern Xinjiang have been acting rampantly these days, completely different from their previous caution.

After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but ask.

"Little monster, I heard that you and the successor of Xiang Demon Fist are old friends, but you are ready to kill Ye Yang."

When everyone heard these words, they couldn't help but think of the strong man who was more than ten feet tall, like a god and a demon, holding a ten-meter-long Demonic Buddha Vajra.

And he has three hatreds in his life: first, he hates the sky for having no hands, second, he hates that the earth has no rings, and third, he hates that he cannot kill Ye Yang.

It has become a source of admiration for countless people to talk about after dinner.

"To kill Ye Yang, why does Brother Xiangmo need to take action? I can do it with one hand."

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang looked up to the sky and roared.

Ye Yang cursed secretly in his heart.

"I just want to take advantage of the popularity. Who knows you?"

Just when the little monster from Northern Xinjiang finished speaking, a shocking sword light came directly from the sky, and the sword was as fast as a sword, as if the sky was about to collapse, and he charged for a strike.

He's about to kill someone!

The sword was as fast as a sword, the sword light was cold, and hundreds of sword lights came in an instant, and no one could see the sword light clearly.

I just feel that time has turned, and the shadow of the knife is in front of me, and there is no way to avoid it!

Then he killed all the monsters in Northern Xinjiang.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao unexpectedly attacked me!"

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang roared angrily. This man is really hateful. He launched a sneak attack just as he finished his sentence and when he was at his most relaxed.

Ye Yang didn't say anything, and slashed out with another sword. What Ye Yang wanted was to kill him quickly under a sneak attack.

He won't talk so much nonsense to others. Villains often die from talking too much.

So when you take action, you seek a one-hit kill.

But the monsters from Northern Xinjiang react extremely quickly.

He opened his mouth and spit out a diamond bracelet. The diamond bracelet quickly expanded to cover his entire body, creating layers of clouds that obscured the light of the sword.

Ye Yang's move was a sneak attack that had been prepared for a long time. He responded in a hurry. Although he covered most of the swords, he was still slashed in the face by a few of them.

His skin was dehydrated, his skin quickly withered, his black hair quickly turned pale, and he lost his youth.

He is getting old.

And the diamond bracelet that he withstood the most attacks seemed to have experienced time at this moment. With the passage of time, it became mottled and old, and its power was reduced by 30%.

With the cultivation of the warrior realm and the realm of the sword that kills a hundred with one sword, he used all his strength to unleash the most powerful move of the Wind and Frost Sword Technique——

The years have passed!

The monsters from Northern Xinjiang were suddenly at a disadvantage and had their life essence cut off.

"It's Ye Yang! Look how I capture him with one hand."

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang wanted to cry but felt that many years had been taken away from his life. He was mad with hatred and his face was filled with fear.

Anyone who feels that their life is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye will feel horrified.

But after fighting for a long time, he held his breath and concentrated in an instant, guarding against Ye Yang's attack at any time.

"You little monster from Northern Xinjiang, don't be so arrogant now! The real master of Feitian Sect is here to seek revenge."

There were also people who couldn't stand the behavior of the monsters in Northern Xinjiang and started to ridicule them.

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on the sky.

Ye Yang secretly sighed, this person is indeed very powerful and worthy of being the secret disciple of Beihai Shenni.

He used all his strength and sneak attacks did not achieve good results.

But he still didn't show up, deliberately whetting the appetite of the northern Xinjiang monsters.

Everyone was shocked. There was a swordsman hiding nearby, and he killed the little monster in Northern Xinjiang with a single blow.

Some people clapped secretly.

There are also people who are worried, knowing that a fierce battle will definitely happen here, and are unwilling to get involved to avoid harming innocent people, so they quietly retreat.

He roared angrily, and at this moment, another infinite sword flashed by.

People are most uncool when they are angry.

The person hiding in the dark came prepared, and the thick sword light came specifically towards his vital points.

With a roar, the northern monster was hit by the light of a sword in the chest. However, he had a heart mirror on his chest to protect himself, so the light of the sword did not have the corresponding effect.

But one hand was quietly cut off, leaving only a severed arm.

He was frightened and did not dare to roar any more. He held his breath and focused his attention. His eyes kept looking around, and he was defensive, for fear of another attack from the person hiding in the dark.

Feitianmen seemed to have thought of something when he saw the light of the sword.

"It's Senior Brother Ye! Senior Brother Ye is here."

"Guardian Ye is here to rescue us."

"Senior Brother Ye did not abandon us."

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Hearing this sound, Ye Yang knew that he could no longer hide it, so he controlled the Sun Flying Turtle to descend slowly.

"Little monster from Northern Xinjiang, I haven't seen you for a few days. How much more capable are you? You actually dare to challenge Feitianmen in the street!"

on the sky.

A black spot gradually descended, and then everyone saw a huge flying turtle suspended in the sky.

The man above Flying Turtle is carrying a sword and has a strong build. Although he is not very handsome, he is very masculine and tough.

The sunlight reflected beautiful golden light on his broken hair.

There is a touch of vicissitudes and maturity unique to him in the corners of his eyes.

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang looked at Ye Yang and gritted his teeth.

Especially when I saw my head full of white hair, I felt angry.

"You are so vicious and despicable."

"For those who are vicious and despicable, we should naturally use vicious and despicable methods to deal with them."

Ye Yang didn't take it seriously at all and responded calmly.

At this moment, seeing the other party coming, but not seeing the demon elephant, the little monster from Northern Xinjiang couldn't help but be curious.

"Where's your demonic elephant?"

There was a trace of sadness on Ye Yang's face.

"died."

Everyone was overjoyed, and the little monster from Northern Xinjiang was even more excited and laughing.

The demon elephant that many people were jealous of and frightened before turned out to be dead.

At this moment, Ye Yang, the master of swordsmanship, personally admitted that his demon elephant was dead.

This is wonderful news for many people.

Although the northern monster had one of his hands chopped off by Ye Yang, his fighting spirit was still astonishing.

"Since there is no more demon elephant, then prepare to die. I will sell you as a human slave to the demon kingdom on earth."

Ye Yang shook his head: "Those who are about to die are always those who talk too much."

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang grabbed a slave from the side like lightning, ignoring the horrified look in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and bit down one of the opponent's right hands, then spit out his saliva and stuck the opponent's right hand to his wrist.

The broken right hand was restored to its original state.

"The seeds of evil thoughts give rise to the great law."

Ye Yang frowned, thinking of the famous secret technique inherited by the Thirteen Giant Bandits of the North Sea.

This method possesses the endless energy of violence. When practicing, you need to plant a slave body with demonic thoughts and carry it with you at any time.

As long as you don't die, if you are seriously injured, you can use the slave's life to repair your body.

The little monster from Northern Xinjiang was so jealous that Ye Yang cut off his right hand.

He was filled with pale demonic aura, and he jumped towards him. The wind and sand were stirring around him. His pale black claws weighed more than 10,000 kilograms, and there was bloody demonic aura flowing around him.

Many people were blinded by the wind and sand and quickly retreated.

"Fellow Taoist Beijiang, please stop. Why don't you listen to me?"