Huh ~

The cold wind is like a tide, rolling backwards, blowing away the smoke and dust and snow.

Outside the northwest city, there was a silence.

The moat, outside the gathering place, looked at the horrific eyes and saw a mess within hundreds of feet, almost ruins.

Inside, the old monk Xujing was deeply trapped in the mud, and his whole body pulled out a gully of more than ten feet in the cold and hard snow.

"Ten dragons and ten elephants, drive the Buddha to throw the elephant..."

Xu Jing shook her head, looking dirty.

His horizontal practice is only one step away from being comparable to the Dou Foyinyue a thousand years ago, and is no less than his senior brother back then.

However, this punch scattered his qi and blood, and his teeth were loosened a little, and he was beaten back to his shriveled and short body from a tiny body.

Although he had not broken through the horizontal exercise, the things contained in this punch also made him a little scared.

The magical power of the earth, the indestructible Vajra, the indestructible Tiangang, the Buddha casts the elephant, the domineering fist, the divine fist, the old mother's mountain-splitting technique...

"Amitabha."

Although he had the power to fight again, he no longer had the will to fight again. He was still at a disadvantage when he fought head-on, so he continued to fight again...

He sighed in his heart. With the help of his two junior brothers, he shook the cold and hard soil and stood up.

Not far away, the Northwest King Zhang Xuanyi was crushed to his head and knelt heavily in front of the snow wall made of thousands of corpses.

"he……"

There was a silence on the moat. The strong man who was as strong as the iron stepping method felt his eyelids tremble. The boss, Xie Qi, looked at each other in a strange look, while the latter was sucking his teeth.

fierce!

Too fierce!

In one day, he fought against three great masters who had been famous for many years and defeated him, and pressed a vassal king to the ground and kowtowed.

No matter how he raised the person in front of him, he was still a little dazed.

This has only been a few years...

"Decapitation knife..."

Tie Stepper's eyes were very bright, and his five fingers were unsteadily flexing and stretching. The giant spirit level was the most warlike. Every time he saw a master, he would thrill in his heart.

However, looking at the decapitation knife standing in the ruins, which seemed to be completely uninjured, I still held back.

His talent is not considered a supernatural power, but he is still the best among the younger generation. However, the one in front of him.

But it is no longer limited to age...

"Prime Yang!"

The cold and hard soil was dyed red by Zhang Xuanyi's eyes. The huge humiliation made his orifices smoke, his chest bulge and almost exploded.

Who is he?

The Zhang family in the northwest was born as the only son, a young genius, and a young man who became the king in the twentieth century. Whether in the world or in the temple, they are all famous and respected people.

In the past century, only people have been kneeling on him, but has he ever been kneeling on him?

Or was he forced to pin his head and kneeled in front of the pile of corpses in front of everyone?!

"It's too much!"

The fire of rage almost evacuated from the Lumen Gate as it was. Zhang Xuanyi's true energy ran away and struggled with all his might, but the palm on his head was as heavy as a mountain.

No matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless, and he was so proud of his mouth.

"Prince!"

The eyes of the guests of the royal palace were so angry that some people were caught by the power and dared not approach, but some people roared and drew their swords, but were stopped by the old monk from Dachan Temple.

"Amitabha."

The old monk stopped a guest official, listened to Zhang Xuanyi's low roar, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Since the winner has been decided, even if you don't leave a little bit of decency, you shouldn't be so humiliated..."

In the martial arts world, masters above the masters all pay attention to their demeanor. Even if they have hatred, they will often leave decent for each other.

Like the one in front of you, there are very few people who kowtowed a noble prince and noble master in front of the pile of corpses.

So even if he had no good feelings for the Northwest King, he would not be moved by seeing such a tragic situation.

"Hunted..."

Yang Yu held Zhang Xuanyi's neck upside down and stood up from the deep ruins. He looked around everyone, fearing and awe, and frightening.

"It's only ten feet apart, and thousands of dead bodies that died of starvation are piled up into walls. I don't see any movements. Zhang Xuanyi just kowtowed, will the rabbit die and the fox be sad?"

Yu Yang couldn't help but sneer.

Whether it is the world or the temple, at a real high position, even if you attack each other and hate you for not dying, once you are sure to win, you will leave a little bit of decency for each other.

This is not even different from the past and present lives.

But he never liked this rule, and he didn't think that something like Zhang Xuanyi was worthy of his own decent.

As soon as the true energy was spit out, Zhang Xuanyi's big acupoint was sealed. Yang Yu held him, like a dead dog, and he didn't care about the shocked or terrified eyes of the crowd.

Going to the gathering place.

"Amitabha……"

Xu Jing closed his hands together, shook the soil on his body, his smile bitterly, and he sighed in his heart.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Yang Yu ignored him and walked slowly to the gathering place. The previous fight was so loud that he would never be unable to hear it in the gathering place.

In the dark, countless pairs of eyes were watching nervously. When Yang Yu arrived, he immediately dispersed and panicked.

Panic spread from near to far, and soon spread to the entire gathering place.

When Yang Yu walked into the gathering place, there was almost no one nearby, with only one face, a small and thin body, and a half-aged child who seemed to be only eleven or twelve years old, fell by the road and stared blankly.

His mind didn't seem to be very smart. When he saw Yang Yu, he didn't run away, and he smiled "hehe":

"Have you eaten, have you eaten...Have you eaten?"

"Son!"

Before Yang Yu could speak, a couple with equally thin and fleshless disheveled hair stumbled over, and a silly child was hugging tightly.

A man cried and spared his life and was about to kneel down.

Yu Yang reached out to help him up. He was quite tall, less than 70 kilograms of thin air, with deep eye sockets, and more like ghosts than humans.

He sighed in his heart.

In such an environment, it is self-evident how difficult it is to support a child who is not smart.

"Eat, have you eaten?"

The child was still giggling.

Yang Yu touched his body, but he didn't have any dry food, but he replied:

"Eat it, what about you?"

The child scratched his head and cried: "No, I didn't eat it, the grass didn't eat it, I haven't eaten it for a long time..."

"Then, go eat something?"

Lu Qingting walked in front of him at some point.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Watching Yang Yu talk to the fool, watching him convince the couple, and watching him raising his arms and shouting, gathering and boiling.

"In our hometown, neighbors, and fellow villagers in the country, they often say hello when they meet and say hello..."

Yu Yang said.

Lu Qingting listened quietly.

"No matter whether you eat or not, you will have to eat it again. But once someone says you don't eat it, no matter what you have or how much you have, the other party will invite you to eat..."

Yu Yang murmured to himself.

The memories of the previous life may have been a long time, but in his heart, it will not be blurred.

He was born in a prosperous era. Although he was not rich and noble in those twenty years, he had never suffered any difficulties.

It is precisely because of this that he came to this world and was at a loss.

In his previous life, he was not a person with a "moral cleanliness". He said that he was "abiding by laws and regulations", but in the eyes of many people, he seemed indifferent and ruthless.

However, the world is different.

His low bottom line has become a ceiling that countless people in this world cannot reach...

"Bafang City Gate, thirteen gathering places, more than 170,000 people..."
To be continued...