My Master Is a God

For Yang Yiyun, it doesn't matter whether he accepts Ding Yuanshou's words or not, the result is the same. People have already called on him, so what else is there to say?

Yang Yiyun is now in his hometown, and he cannot be afraid of trouble. ??

When Ding Yuanshou was questioned, he said without hesitation: "I killed him."

As soon as these words came out, Ding Yuanshou's face turned dark and his whole body trembled. Although he had many heirs, Ding Chan was the one with the best talent, and he was the young master of Shenzong.

It's one thing to speculate and investigate, but it's another to hear it with your own ears. Ding Yuanshou almost breathed out when he heard Yang Yiyun's calm admission.

The aura all over his body rose into the sky, and the strong wind around him blew up dust.

Yang Yiyun was also secretly frightened. Ding Yuanshou was a profound practitioner, so he thought that with his current cultivation level, he should be able to deal with it, right?

After all, he has entered the seventh level of the foundation building stage, which is the same as the innate seventh level of the ancient warrior, but Yang Yiyun has powerful innate energy and spiritual power of the same level, which is his biggest advantage.

In addition, after reaching the seventh level of foundation building, although his spiritual consciousness still stayed within the range of 900 meters, his mental power was much more focused. It is estimated that the current trend dragon scale attack is twice as powerful as before.

With all the means combined, he is really not afraid of the ancient warriors of the eighth level of innateness.

Just after Yang Yiyun personally admitted that he had killed Ding Chan, Mu Guanghan from Qingcheng also asked in a cold voice: "So my son Mu Qiancheng also died at your hands?"

"Not bad." Yang Yiyun admitted very bachelorly.

"Okay, okay, even if I start killing today, it doesn't break the rules of the ancient martial arts world." Ding Yuanshou of Shenzong said, shaking with anger.

At this moment, Ding Yuanshou is just doing nothing. As long as Yang Yiyun admits it personally, he can't say anything even if he has destroyed the entire Yunmen Chinese side.

"That's the case, it's only right to kill with life, so let's just catch him without any effort." Mu Guanghan looked at Yang Yiyun and said coldly.

At this moment, Mu Guanghan stood with his hands behind his back, facing Yang Yiyun as if he was looking at a dead person.

Of course, neither Mu Guanghan nor Ding Yuanshou regarded Yang Yiyun as a piece of food. This was because Yang Yiyun had restrained his aura and could not tell what state Yang Yiyun was. Even if they could tell, Yang Yiyun's His cultivation level is not that high.

The only thing that makes the two of them afraid is that there is a rumored master in Yunmen. Maybe this master is a person with the ninth level of innateness, but even so, this time the two families have joined forces to bring a total of thirteen ancient warriors of the seventh level of innateness. With their own innate eighth-level cultivation, even if there are nine-level innate masters sitting in Yunmen, they still have to drink from it.

Yang Yiyun laughed angrily at Mu Guanghan's words, narrowed his eyes and said, "Who do you think you are?" He didn't even know who Mu Guanghan was from Qingcheng.

"Hmph, I'm Mu Guanghan. Mu Qiancheng is my son, and I'm the elder of Qingcheng's Criminal Law. I'm going to let you die today." Mu Guanghan's tone was full of contempt for Yang Yiyun.

"Old man, if you tell me this, if you kill me, I should clean my neck and wait to be killed? You good-for-nothing son, you provoked me first, it's not that I have any grudge against them.

how? I killed the little good-for-nothing, and now you two old good-for-nothings jumped out and killed me at the door of my house. You still let me surrender and get kicked in the head by a donkey, right? "Yang Yiyun cursed unceremoniously.

"You... okay, okay, I will let you know today, what is strength is truth, and letting you kneel and die is just to promote you. Someone come and get it for me, rush in and help me eradicate this bullshit Yunmen." Shenzong Ding Yuanshou was the first to be in trouble.

He gave the order, and six ancient warriors from the seventh level of Xiantian behind him immediately rushed towards Yang Yiyun.

At the same time, Mu Guanghan waved his hand, and the seven ancient warriors behind him dispersed, forming an encirclement as if they were afraid that Yang Yiyun would escape.

As for Yang Yiyun, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He heard Ding Yuanshou's words about eradicating Yunmen, which meant that he wanted to destroy the family.

A cold light flashed in his hand, and the dragon-slaying sword was in his hand instantly. With a roar, he slashed at the six innates who were charging towards them with one sweep of his sword.

With Yang Yiyun's current cultivation level, the power of this sword is far beyond the seventh level of innate strength.

The six great innates of Shenzong didn't take Yang Yiyun seriously at first. It was a waste of human resources to order the six of them to capture Yang Yiyun.

But after Yang Yiyun came out with his sword, the six of them knew that this idea was wrong, and it was very wrong.

Just from the aura released by Yang Yiyun's sword, he could feel that the power of this sword exceeded the seventh level of innate strength.

In an instant, the six people retreated.

However, in the duel between masters, life and death are often considered lightly, and the yin and yang are separated, and the winner is determined by himself.

Some of the six people react quickly, while others react naturally slowly, so they are destined to suffer.

What's more, the moment Yang Yiyun drew his sword, he used his powerful and almost concentrated mental power to attack, aiming at the six people, with both hands prepared to kill the opponent by surprise.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword itself is a high-level magic weapon. Although Yang Yiyun did not communicate with the sword spirit in the Dragon-Slaying Sword, with the powerful cultivation base and the power bonus of the magic weapon itself, this sword can kill a Fengqi without changing the color of the world. The clouds move.

"Cut~"

"Boom~"

"ah……"

With one strike of the sword, there were six innate and seven levels of energy. Three of them reacted quickly to avoid it. When one of them was directly cut into two pieces at the waist, he died instantly.

The other two had half of their heads cut off and fell in a pool of blood screaming. The last one had both legs broken. Although he was not dead, he lost his fighting ability.

A careless slight allowed Yang Yiyun to kill three great innates with one sword. Of course, one of them had both legs broken. Although he was not dead, he was still the same in battle.

Ding Yuanshou and Mu Guanghan's expressions suddenly changed.

As soon as Yang Yiyun took action, the two of them felt that Yang Yiyun's strength had surpassed the seventh level of innateness.

Too careless~

Underestimating the enemy~

Their eyes tightened.

The one who felt especially uncomfortable was Ding Yuanshou. The person who was killed was a member of his Shen Sect.

"Suffer death, boy~" Ding Yuanshou's heart was bleeding. There were not many of the three major innate seventh levels, and there were not many in the entire ancient martial arts world. He took action in anger.

And Mu Guanghan also followed closely. He knew what it meant to win Yang Yiyun?

Yang Yiyun, who was investigating, had many combat skills and prescriptions in his hands.

Revenge is the first priority today, but we must also get what is on Yang Yiyun. Otherwise, wouldn’t his son Mu Qiancheng’s death be in vain?

He said that he couldn't let Ding Yuanshou go. Although the two sects were harmonious, they didn't wear the same pair of trousers. The reason for joining forces was mostly because they coincided with each other.

"Come together~" Mu Guanghan ordered the seven Qingcheng Xiantian who were surrounding him the moment he flew up.

In an instant, Yang Yiyun, Ding Yuanshou and Mu Guanghan, as well as the ten innates under the two sects, a total of twelve people pounced on Yang Yiyun.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun's eyes were solemn and he was very energetic. Wu Moqiu and three others behind him also came to Yang Yiyun's side, and four versus twelve started fighting.

Faced with the attacks of twelve innate masters, Yang Yiyun used two skills at once. He moved the dragon scales out with a thought in his heart, and immediately thought of killing Ding Yuanshou who was the first to attack.

"Ding Dong~"

What surprised Yang Yiyun was that Dragon Scale's attack failed.

At this time, Ding Yuanshou was heard yelling: "This kid has a magic weapon, let's all sacrifice to the magic weapon."

When Yang Yiyun looked over, he saw Ding Yuanshou holding a large sword in his hand at some unknown moment. He felt that it was a spiritual weapon, and it was of the highest quality.

This really made Yang Yiyun's heart skip a beat.

No wonder he was able to resist the attack of Dragon Scale.

When Ding Yuanshou finished speaking, the hands of everyone in the field flickered with light.

Actually, various spiritual weapons appeared in everyone's hands. However, in Yang Yiyun's perception, only the spiritual weapons in the hands of Ding Yuanshou and Mu Guanghan were high-grade. Some of the remaining ten people had low-grade spiritual weapons and some were high-grade. Most of them are inferior.

Yang Yiyun's heart became heavier and heavier. He really didn't know that these people had so many spiritual weapons in their hands.

Among the names of ancient warriors, spiritual weapons are called divine weapons.

But this is not the point now. The point is that Yang Yiyun feels pressure.

The fighting between the two sides started instantly.

Wu Moqiu had a higher cultivation level and could hold down two seventh-level innates by himself. As for Qiao Fu and Wu Moxia, it was difficult for each of them to deal with one, but fortunately they were able to hold back. The three ghost cultivators relieved Yang Yiyun from the pressure of four innates. .