A cold light flashed in his eyes, his body suddenly moved, and he patted Yang Shaohua's shoulder with a palm.

call……

There were whistling sounds like wind breaking in the air.

As a disciple of Haoyue Sect, he is naturally not an ordinary person, especially when he fought against older disciples before, he is even stronger. Xu Hu's strength is close to that of a martial artist and is not far from breaking through, because not everyone has the opportunity to enter the Yin-Yang Pool, and those who have not entered can only slowly rise up.

However, if this palm is hit, Yang Shaohua's entire arm will be scrapped.

Yang Shaohua's eyes flashed with cold light. Unexpectedly, the other party was so vicious. It was a killer move from the way forward. You must know that the two of them had no grievances or grudges at all.

But he did not sit and wait for death. The power of the martial soul in his body started to activate. However, the gravel fist was used silently and slapped Xu Hu's palm directly.

boom……

The muffled sound rang in the air. Xu Hu groaned, and his body retreated more than ten steps back before forcibly holding back his body. However, his internal organs kept surging, and his blood rushing up, forcibly swallowing the blood. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but put away his contempt in his heart. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party's body was so strong. He really didn't know if he didn't touch it. He was startled when he touched it.

On the other hand, Yang Shaohua stood still, as if he was rocky.

"Are you going to come again? Little baby!"

Yang Shaohua glanced at Xu Hu indifferently and said.

The onlookers were shocked when they saw this. Even the senior brother narrowed his eyes. He was in seclusion and only learned from outsiders about Tianyu's defeat. Naturally, he felt that this was just a rumor. It sounded like a joke to break up the other party's martial soul with his body. However, seeing the instantaneous attack from him and Xu Hu, he began to underestimate his Yang Shaohua's strength again.

Xu Hu was almost so angry that he vomited blood by Yang Shaohua's words. He roared and rushed towards Yang Shaohua directly. His body jumped up, raised his palm in the air, and several rays of light pierced Yang Shaohua's eyebrows, heart, and lower body like a meteor.

These are four silver needles, each of which is covered with poison.

The silver needle hidden weapon was also highly poisonous, which was a move that could only be used against the enemy. However, Xu Hu actually attacked his fellow disciples.

The senior brother beside him frowned when he saw Xu Hu's hand, but he did not come forward to stop him. The others were inexplicably nervous and wanted to stop him, but the poisonous needle was already shot and there was no time, so he could only pray in secret.

Fighting can be done in sects, but it is forbidden to hurt people's lives. This is to kill fellow disciples, and the crime is quite serious.

Suddenly, someone's face turned pale again. The poison on the poison needle can be said to be blood-sealed. It is nothing to ordinary people, but it is completely fatal to warriors who have cultivated the power of martial souls.

This poison only harms the soul power, not people.

Time seemed to freeze, and everyone's faces were filled with horror, even full of fear.

Yang Shaohua's calm face suddenly had a hint of warm anger, "Do you want to kill me?"

Yang Shaohua's figure suddenly moved, and everyone felt a breeze blowing by, and a thunderous sound came from the air. The silver needles fell to the ground and pierced deeply into the earth. Then they heard the screams of love from the air.

Everyone looked up and couldn't help but suck the corners of their mouths, and cold sweat kept leaving their foreheads.

Xu Hu had been subdued by Yang Shaohua in the air. At this time, Xu Hu was not arrogant. He grabbed Xu Hu's hair with one hand and pressed the other on the back of Xu Hu's head with the other, pressing down directly. Xu Hu fell from the air and slammed heavily on the ground. However, it was not too late. Yang Shaohua's knees bent and directly hit Xu Hu's face.

At this time, Yang Shaohua did not have the style of a warrior. He was just a gangster on the street. You should know that when he was not a warrior, fighting with others was just these moves.

At this time, Yang Shaohua was completely angry by Xu Hu. He could compete with his fellow disciples, but he could accompany him to the end, and it didn't matter if he lost. It can only be said that his skills were not as good as others, but he really couldn't bear the other party's life. If this was not in Haoyue Sect, he would kill him directly.

"Damn, do you want to kill me? Come again, come again! Aren't you very awesome? Come again, come again!"

At this time, Yang Shaohua was like a lion that had been furious, and bursts of bone cracks kept coming from the air.

"Let Xu Hu go quickly, don't mislead yourself!"

The senior brother looked at Xu Hu who was tortured by Yang Shaohua, and his face suddenly became cold. After all, Xu Hu was also his subordinate. It was indeed wrong to take action, but everything Yang Shaohua had just done had completely revenge. If he didn't come forward to stop it at this time, how could he establish his authority in front of his hands in the future?

call……

Yang Shaohua breathed a deep breath, and threw Xu Hu aside with a smear of sweat on his face. At this time, Xu Hu was spread all over his body on the ground, his hands were constantly covering his face and rolling. White teeth were spit out of his mouth with blood, which made everyone stunned and numb in their hearts. He couldn't help but cover his mouth, but he was very glad that he had not become a head bird.

"Why do you want to try it too?"

Yang Shaohua did not scream Xu Hu, but stood up and looked at the young man lightly, his face did not change at all, and he said softly.

"If you self-injure an arm, this matter will be over!"

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, but his face did not change at all, and he was still very calm. With his current martial arts realm, it was very easy to deal with a warrior.

"Then you cut off the body and I'll take a look!"

Yang Shaohua just said lightly when he said to the young man.

"court death!"

The man's face was slightly stunned and he said angrily. Unexpectedly, the other party dared to talk to him like this. His whole person turned into a meteor, and a long sword appeared in his hand, stabbing directly at Yang Shaohua's eyebrows.

The people around him didn't react and found that the senior brother had taken action. Their faces changed. They all knew that the senior brother's strength had reached the level of a martial artist. This punch was enough to open up the mountain. If it hit Yang Shaohua, the other party would not be able to have a good time, but why didn't they know what the young man was thinking?

Yang Shaohua looked at the senior brother who was shooting up, stepped on the Youlong, quickly retreated, turned his body, and then shouted loudly.

"roll!"

Then he put his foot on the young man's butt, and suddenly he came into a flat sand-falling geese-like shape, flew out, and hit the ground heavily. Yang Shaohua's figure flashed again and instantly came to him. A long sword appeared in his hand, pressing directly on the young man's neck. The sharp sword blade flashed with cold light, leaving a deep mark on the young man's neck, and drops of blood were left on it.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They couldn't help but think that this was still a waste, and it was a completely devil king. You must know that this senior brother is a real martial artist. He actually lost in one encounter with the other party. It's incredible.

The young man wanted to fight back, but the tingling sensation on his neck kept reminding him.

"Boy, if you dare to kill me, the sect will not let you go!"

The young man showed a ferocious look on his face and roared at Yang Shaohua.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

After saying that, he kicked the young man and flew backwards and hit the stone steps in the distance.

"Tell them, if you have any other moves, I, Yang Shaohua, will continue here!"

After saying that, he put away the sword and walked out of the door without looking back...

Everyone looked at what was happening in front of them and couldn't help swallowing, with fear and surprise in their eyes. How could martial arts be used like this? This guy is just a human-shaped killing machine, especially the words left when he left at the end, which were really too domineering.

However, the news drifted across the entire sect like the wind, almost sweeping across the entire sect. Of course, some people still had a skeptical attitude, but when they saw Xu Hu and that senior brother, they suddenly realized that all this was true.

However, the initiator of this incident had no idea of ​​the whole story. At this time, he was standing in front of a huge pavilion, which was built on the edge of a cliff, only outside, and other places were completely deep underground. The pavilion was shining strangely under the sunlight.

There are two rows of guards outside the Sutra Pavilion. Each of these guards is at least at the level of a great martial artist, and even has a higher strength than the sea of ​​Yu.

"Leave quickly in the important area of ​​the sect!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, a guard shouted loudly, and an invisible pressure came in an instant, pressing down like a mountain, causing Yang Shaohua to pause.

Yang Shaohua watched several people take a breath and took out the token of the Sutra.

After seeing the token, the guards were slightly stunned, and then looked at him.

"please!"

The few people moved away from the road ahead and took Yang Shaohua in. After looking at each other, a hint of surprise appeared on the corner of their mouths.

After entering the Sutra Library, Yang Shaohua couldn't help but take a breath. This place was completely another small world, full of colorful lights. His gray eyes looked around. He could feel that there was a huge formation in this Sutra Library. This formation was invisible, protecting a world here.

"I didn't expect that someone from Wujiyuan has come again. It's been ten years since the last time that little guy!"

An old voice sounded in Yang Shaohua's ears. Yang Shaohua looked at the source of the sound. An old man was sitting in the formation, but the old man's whole body was wrapped in the power of martial souls and he could not see his true face at all.

“Super the token of the Sutra!”

The old man sighed softly, and the token in Yang Shaohua's hand suddenly came out.

"Go, what kind of exercises you can get depends on your chance!"

As the sound fell, the formation fluctuations came from around him. In the originally flat and unremarkable place, light flashed and a staircase suddenly appeared. Yang Shaohua directly above the steps and entered another world. The world was full of fog, and it was impossible to see each other at all. However, there were countless jade plaques floating in the fog. Each jade plaque had its own pictures and texts, which marked their own name of the exercises, their cultivation requirements, and their characteristics.

""Sun Fist", "Overwhelming Gun", "Bloodthirsty Sword", "Sky-Slaying Sword", "Crazy Thunder""

His eyes swept over these jade tablets, and hundreds of techniques and names were deeply integrated into his mind. However, most of these techniques were medium-grade techniques, and there were many low-grade techniques, but there were not many advanced techniques and martial arts.
Chapter completed!