Seven Killings Temple, Black Mountain Old Demon...

Seeing this piece of information, the first thought that came to Yang Yu was that "Ma Longtu" was looking for death.

The Seven Killings Temple is a secret sect of the Tianlang Dynasty. Its reputation may not be as good as that of Xuankong Mountain, Lanke Temple, Zhujian Villa, and Hanging Sword Platform, but it is also a famous sect in the world.

What is particularly terrifying is that the Seven Killings Palace is a single lineage, and it will not accept disciples until its death.

Therefore, since the eight hundred years of inheritance, there are only six people in the Seven Killing Temple!

The Seven Killing Palace Master is the sixth generation of Black Mountain old demon, and the strongest man in history. He was promoted to the Martial Saint decades ago and was known as the Double Lord of the Golden Tent together with "Dan Tai Mie".

Although Ma Longtu ranks seventh in the mountains and rivers list, how could he have any chance of winning?

The so-called Mountain and River List is just a list circulating in the martial arts world. It is said that it records the thirty strongest people in the contemporary martial arts world under the Martial Saint.

However, this list does not have much credibility, and is far less than the "Divine Arts and Secret Art List" in Yunkongshan.

Because this mountain and river list only records masters from the martial arts worlds in various countries, such as Wei Zhengxian and Qiu Fengwu, the great masters from the court, were not included in it.

Therefore, this information seems abrupt.

The Mountain and River List may have little credibility, but if Ma Longtu dares to challenge the old demon of the Black Mountain, he must be a master of the grandmaster level. Such a person has no reason to seek death.

Among them...

"Keep, this is the mysterious stone you want."

When Yang Yu read the news from the residence, the shopkeeper returned, followed by a few strong men carrying a large number of linen bags.

When he said this, the guy looked at the black dog as big as a calf with fear. He had never seen a dog, but he had never seen such a big one.

"Let go."

Yang Yu closed the newspaper, took out a silver note and handed it to the shop clerk.

He never stopped the road to smelting the mysterious stones. Every time he went, he would purchase a batch, which was no less scarce than elixirs, and there was no shortage of mysterious stones everywhere.

The practice of refining gold and body is also a job of water milling. Jilongshan melts hundreds of refining black iron into the body, and it took more than ten or twenty years to achieve success.

Over the days, he has smelted quite a lot of mysterious stones, but the magnetic force can be said to be very small, although it can affect iron tools within a certain extent.

But it is not easy to "receive the blade with empty hands". With a long roar, a city of swords and swords all took off in the air.

"Thank you, the guest."

The shopkeeper smiled and took the silver bill back, directing the strong men to put it down.

"Black stone smelting."

Yang Yu said to himself, his right hand kept turning a few iron eggs, but if he looked closely, he would find that he had not exerted force at all, and these iron eggs were turning by themselves.

call!

At a moment, Yang Yu seemed to have some awareness. When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure appearing on the third floor of the restaurant opposite.

He is wearing white clothes, graceful figure, black hair and waist, and his delicate facial features seem unique due to anger. He is Yu Lingxian.

The two looked at each other through the window, their eyes cold.

"When will you follow?"

Yu Lingxian snorted lightly. A distance of more than ten feet could not stop the communication between the two, and would not even be heard by outsiders.

She couldn't help but be angry.

The little thief who snatched her red-eyed white crane was not sure what method he used, but it was better than Yu Fengxian's nose, and he had been entangled with him for nearly a month.

In January, all the strongholds that I had settled in were taken down!

She had thought about counterattack, but this person was not only strong in body, but also had excellent swordsmanship and light skills. Not only that, she also had an extremely terrifying archery technique.

Cooperating with the snatching of his red-eyed white crane, he was killed in reverse after several ambushings...

"Yang has not been twenty years old this year. If he keeps his health properly, it will not be difficult to live until 15 years."

Yang Yushou transferred the iron egg and said lightly:

"The saint is affected and will run for another 120 years. I think it's almost a long time."

Nearly a month has passed since the end of the Pingdu Mountain illusion. During these days, he followed Yu Lingxian all the way, greatly replenishing his shriveled wallet and bottom-up pills.

The information he bought in the past few days, medicinal materials, the golden and iron beans he swallowed, the black stones he collected, the ingredients, etc. all come from this.

The only pity is that the elixirs in Liansheng's teachings are mostly made of evil methods, and not many of them are easy to use.

Fortunately, the big black dog is not picky about food, and has become more and more tough these days. Once it stimulates qi and blood, the shoulder height is six feet high, which can lead to a tiger and leopard.

Click!

Yu Lingxian almost bit her teeth:

"You asked me to say it a few times before you understand that your old man is really, really, really lost!"

"I know."

Listening to Feng Qingyundan's response from the other side, Yu Ling clenched his hands with fairy energy, and his eyes were breathing fire:

"I know you're still chasing me?"

"If you lose it, you have to find it back."

Yang Yu took a sip of wine and his attitude was cold and hard:

"Otherwise, I will chase you!"

Yu Lingxian did not lie, Yang Yu himself knew this, but because of this, he wanted to chase this woman.

Liansheng Education has been deeply rooted in the people, and when it is powerful, it almost spread to villages where the court cannot reach the laws of the court. If you want to find someone, there is nothing more suitable than them.

At least, it is countless times faster than him alone.

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?!"

Yu Lingxian took a deep breath, and she really couldn't bear it anymore.

First, she was chased by Yu Fengxian for nearly a year, but finally got rid of it. Another Yang beheaded with more ruthless means. Even though she was quite calm and thoughtful, she was almost furious.

Too bullying!

"You can try it."

Yang Yu fell into the cup and smiled:

"I have plenty of time to play with you."

"Prime Yang!"

Yu Lingxian couldn't help holding the long sword, but then he let go. Yang Yu seemed to be aware of the restaurant opposite. He looked down and saw the end of the long street and the city gate.

Someone came slowly.

He was wearing a coarse linen, his majestic face was covered with wind and frost. His sleeves were empty and he had nothing in his body, and he only had a long sword wrapped in cloth strips behind him.

As he stepped forward, there was an extremely sharp sword intent invisibly, which was even more sharp than the cold wind in the middle of winter.

In and outside the long street, everyone noticed the unusual atmosphere. Without anyone reminding me, they had retreated and only watched the battle from a distance.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yang Yu felt a heat in his heart. In the gluttonous diet, the Longyuan Sword beats again. This time the beating is much stronger than when he met Qin Jinfeng before.

"This person..."

Yang Yu's heart moved, and he frowned immediately. The Longyuan Sword jumped and calmed down again.

Such a master of swordsmanship is not recognized?!

After gently stroking his chest, Yang Yu was speechless for a moment.

In order to advance to Kuixing, he had to complete the three major rituals. At first, he thought that the ritual of Longyuan's ghost-killing sword seemed the simplest.

At this point, it seems that this is not the case at all.

The middle-aged swordsman has a very strong aura, perhaps not as good as Wei Zhengxian, but he also has to surpass Xiao Zhan, so he is afraid he is a master-level swordsman.

However, it still cannot be recognized by Long Yuan Sword...

"Canghai Grand Sword Master."

Seeing that Yang Yu frowned and said nothing, Yu Lingxian was in a good mood, as if the iceberg was thawing, and a smile appeared:

"My surname is Yang, your trouble is coming!"

After saying that, I had already left the window. Soon, my breath had disappeared on the long street and I had gone far away.

"Finally, I've chased you."

At the end of the long street, the sea was breathing turbid air slowly and the face was quite unkind.

When he was on the platoon of Dushan, because of the existence of Wei Zhengxian and another person hidden in the secret, he could not take the opportunity to take action, so he thought he would catch up later.

Who would have thought that this villain would never appear in front of the person when he left in the red-eyed white crane, so that he chased him for nearly a month, and three or four dragon horses died.

While speaking, he took off the sword wrapped in cloth behind him and slowly opened it. It was ignorant that it had no sheath and had no handle, but an unignorable edge radiated.

"The Hundred Steps Flying Sword of Qixuan Gate."
To be continued...