His hoarse voice roared with a sharp sound like a broken sound.

The moment he recognized Yang Yu, the tall and thin old man almost stopped his heartbeat for a moment.

If you ask whether Yang Yu is the most famous person in the past few decades, this answer may be controversial.

Because in the past few decades, there have been Daoguang, iron flowing, Song Tiandao, and the Mi Tian Sect Guanqi in the world, which are the most powerful masters under the martial saints.

But if time is brought closer to the past decade, then the answer to this question is undisputed!

Compared to those positions, the names of the people in front of him are even more thunderous in the eyes of the people outside the Seven Killing God Palace.

Because of him, the old demon in Black Mountain failed and returned!

That is the old monster of Black Mountain, invincible and worshipped by a country as a god.

"Yang Yu?!"

The short and fat old man was shocked.

At the same time, the shocking true energy had shaken the back wall into powder all over the sky, and he himself was like a sharp arrow, retreating suddenly in the dust!

retreat!

The two of them were extremely decisive, just as when they heard that Xuanjia Jingqi came from the north, the family members of the abandoned sect ignored them and did not look back.

boom!

The two of them were moving too fast, and before Yu Lingxian could come to her senses from the surprise of Yang Yu's appearance, a roar came from his ears.

In just a moment, the two of them had already knocked over the house and retreated a hundred feet away.

And Yang Yu seemed to be standing there.

"Yang..."

Yu Lingxian was about to speak, but suddenly his pupils shrank, and he realized that Yang Yu's figure gradually disappeared in the swaying candlelight.

Fading a little bit, disappearing!

boom!

The explosion of the sound wave was thrown away by the two of them. This suddenly retreated, showing their amazing light skills and horizontal practice attainments.

However, the two people in the strong wind both felt a sank in their hearts.

It was obvious that in the storm of night, a black robe danced like a flag on the eaves of the two of them.

"How could it be so fast?"

The tall and thin old man felt like a drum beat, but he felt that the man stood on the eaves, his breath was vast, as if he was united with the vast night sky behind him.

His eyes were as bright as stars and as bright as the sun and the moon. It was more than a hundred feet apart, and his eyes were sore and his spine became cold.

"I'm afraid I can't escape..."

"Fight with him!"

At this moment, the two showed an amazing tacit understanding, stopping regardless of order, stomping their feet, burning blood, and shaking all the orifices...

The two nicknamed the Wind and Fire Demons, and their meaning is not to refer to real objects, but to join forces, like fire, and instantly burning the sky.

Before Jiazi, the two had a record of fighting together to kill the Grandmaster!

At this moment, the crisis was coming, and there was no way to escape. The two of them broke out completely, and the astonishing blood illuminated half of the night like wolf smoke.

The true energy that the two of them practiced together for a hundred years was completely boiling.

"Fenghuo..."

In an instant, the two of them had already found their desire to fight to the death with others in Jiazi. At the same time, a sound as cold as ice sounded in their ears:

"Two old pigs and dogs..."

Bang!

It seemed that before even the thought of horror arose in their hearts, the two felt their faces hot, and their palms, like red iron, covered their faces in no particular order.

boom!

Yu Lingxian's heart trembled, and he felt a trembling earthquake, and the entire manor made unbearable moans.

She subconsciously looked up and saw dust, mud, sand, earth and rocks rising like waves under the stars.

The two men who retreated rapidly retreated again and smashed rockery, landscape, walls...

It was like two old plows left a hundred feet long, and one person deep into the ravines, which were heavily hit in front of oneself.

"you……"

Yu Lingxian was shocked and retreated.

At her feet, smoke and dust were everywhere, mud and sand were splattering everywhere. The two demons of wind and fire were like dead dogs, and were only covered in blood and blood, as if someone had pulled his face off. The terrifying head with his facial features hanging down weakly in the ruins.

boom!

Until this moment, the qi that was pulled behind him was bursting, shattered, and screams came all over the place, and it was terrifying to hear it.

Yu Lingxian was just shocked, and the Liansheng scholar who was brought over by her was scared to fight. Some staggered back, some fell to the ground, and some even had almost shit, urinary incontinence...

"Three hundred people are not enough. How many people are you going to ask for?"

As the night wind blew, Yang Yu was still standing at the door. Except for a few people, no one even saw his figure and movements.

"Yang, Yang..."

In the ruins, the screams of the two demons of Fenghuo became hoarse:

"When the Palace Master's true body goes down the mountain, you will definitely die a good death!"

The strong wind was like a heavy hammer, and they beat the two of them with a fierce and cowardly voices back, and then rolled back two gray pills:

"Is the old monster in Black Mountain instructing you to spread the plague?"

After asking casually, Yang Yu's eyes fell on these two pills, and he felt the strong "plague" in it.

However, he did not notice the aura of magical powers in these two people. Obviously, there was someone behind these two people.

"The two demons of Fenghuo, the leader of Ding'an Fenghuo Sect, joined the Liansheng Sect more than 80 years ago and was the outer guardian envoy..."

Yu Lingxian whispered to the origins of the two:

"These two people have not appeared in front of others for decades. Now it seems that they have joined the Seven Killing Temple..."

"The Seven Killings Palace is passed down from generation to generation. These scums are more like dogs protected by the Old Demon's sect than worshipping in the Seven Killings Palace."

After sweeping through Tongyou, Yang Yu already knew the origin of the two, but the book of life and death had not yet been shrouded outside the pass, and there were still blurred areas.

I can't see who instructed the two.

Seeing that Yang Yu knew, Yu Lingxian didn't say anything else, he was confused, but he didn't ask. He just sighed and walked towards the church members gathered in the outer courtyard.

Soon, screams came from the outer courtyard, fighting sounds mixed with scolding, begging, and crying...

She came here to eliminate the evil people in the church. In more than two years, the Xingli Prefectures had been purged, leaving only Yanzhou.

There were more than 4,000 people here, and most of the blinded believers of good families had already been dismissed by her or sent to prison.

"Kill me!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Listening to the sound of Yang Yu's footsteps approaching, the tall and thin old man couldn't help but tremble.

He suddenly remembered the rumors about the person in front of him, his hands were ruthless...

"In two months, more than 60,000 people were infected with the epidemic in Yanzhou, most of whom were old and weak died, half were strong, and many were in shape and bones. If they were not dead, they would also be half disabled..."

"Wait, wait!"

Hearing this calm and indifferent voice, the short and fat old man was in a mess:

"What kind of plague, we, we don't know..."

"Do you know, don't tell me..."

One hand, pulling the two out of the ruins:

"There are only three hundred people here, but outside Yanzhou City, there are 40,000 new tombs and 60,000 people waiting for you..."

...

...

The construction of the branch rudders of Liansheng Cult is very particular, and is mostly a place where ordinary people are unhappy to go.

Not long after he walked out of the valley with the two demons, Yang Yu had already seen the wilderness with a little bit of green fire.

It was a wasteland more than 40 miles away from Yanzhou City, or it was once a mass grave, so why it was once.

This is because, in two months, Fang Ada led his men to build more than 30,000 new tombs here.

Huhu~~~

The wind blows, and the crows sing.

From time to time, there are shrill sounds of wind like ghosts howling.
To be continued...