"Oh... I'm not willing to give up! I'm really unwilling to give up. The inheritance that is about to be obtained will be handed over to others. I was so sad that Nie Yuqing was seriously injured by the thief from the Yang family for the inheritance in this cave. At this moment, his vitality was severely damaged and he couldn't stay in this Tianyuan Mountains." Bai Wufeng, a middle-aged man in white, couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

"Yang Lin, you are ready. The grudge between you and me will be broken today!" Zhang Weiming looked around and saw the discussions of the world. He did not confess that he was a cultivator of the Thunder Sect. He misunderstood whatever others like! It felt like the time had come, and the two Nascent Soul True Lords in Youhui Valley had also completed their exercises, and immediately shouted at Yang Lin in the Yang family camp.

"Boy, don't bully people too much. If you want to mess up the situation and get a share, just say it. Don't use this vulgar statement. When will I, Yang Mouren, separate you from your crimes!" Yang Lin couldn't help but gritted his teeth when he heard this.

"You don't remember where you can get rid of the business in a place. That's because there are too many people who have got rid of the business, and you can't count them. However, you don't remember and have no contact. When you go to the underworld, I will definitely tell you to prevent you from becoming a confused person when you die." Zhang Weiming couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Boy, you are stubborn and want to be unable to get along with my Yang family!"

"If you think so, that's it. I will kill the door sooner or later." Zhang Weiming said without any mind when he heard this. Killing Yang Lin today is just to recover some interest first. As for Yang Family Fort, sooner or later he will kill the door one day.

"Boy, if you want to fight, then fight! Thunder Sect, my Yang family is not afraid. Yang Maosheng, you go and deal with this kid. The monks from the Love Valley will be handed over to me. Take down this cave as soon as possible to prevent the night from getting long and dreaming." Just as Zhang Weiming spoke, a lightning light came from a distance. It was the middle-stage powerful man from the Yang family who came. Yang Zhong was also a person who was determined to kill. After confirming that the monks of the Thunder Sect were determined to be enemies with him, and there was no possibility of harmony, so just kill him. Anyway, those who entered this immortal palace were all in their destiny.

As soon as the old man in brocade clothes finished speaking, the Yuanying True Lord Yang Maosheng, who was shot from afar, even when he was regulating his breath, he received his order to fly into the sky where Zhang Weiming's address without any haste.

"Master, what should we do? The cultivators of the Yang family and the Thunder Sect are going to fight. What should we do? Assuming that the cultivators of the Thunder Sect will definitely make the Thunder Sect angry. Should we be a mountain watching tiger fight?" When they saw the Yang family's Yuanying True Lord flying towards Zhang Weiming, Bai Wufeng, the middle-aged man in white, couldn't help but say. His meaning was to retreat now and let the Yang family and the Thunder Sect fight to death.

"Wufeng, after hearing what you said, I want to throw away the inheritance of this place."

"Yes, my master, even if we can obtain the ownership of this cave, don't forget that there is an eighth-level one-eyed Vajra ape outside this cave! Judging from our current talent, Master Yun, who wants to obtain the inheritance of this cave, took action personally! But Master Zhu is in an important period of retreat, and if there is no major event, it will not alarm her. What's more, we don't have a complete grasp of the inheritance here!" Bai Wufeng, a middle-aged man in white, couldn't help but hear this.

"Oh...it seems that's all. We have to lose the inheritance here!" The middle-aged woman in white couldn't help but say with a look of regret when she heard this.

"Everyone from the Love Valley, why are you still standing there? I'll leave this old mao to me to drive out the thief from the Yang family. The inheritance in this cave is from the Love Valley." Just as the middle-aged beautiful woman Xu Ruoyun was considering whether to withdraw from this dispute, Zhang Weiming immediately shouted at the Love Valley camp below.

"Master, I heard it right. This cultivator from the Thunder Sect actually wants to join forces with us to drive away the Yang family cultivator. What should we do?" Hearing Zhang Weiming's loud shout, the middle-aged man in white, Bai Wufengfeng, couldn't help but say with surprise when he heard this. The cultivator of the Thunder Sect actually chose to join forces with others to fight the enemy.

"Bai Wufeng. We are fighting this time. If we have this Thunder Sect cultivator, our chances of winning will increase greatly. Even if we only obtain half of the inheritance in this cave, it is better to accumulate virtue and do good deeds than to return empty-handed. Nie Yuqing's efforts are not in vain. Even if we get rid of the Yang family before, we can ignore it. With this Thunder Sect as the backstage, what are we afraid of?" After hearing Bai Wufeng's inquiry, the middle-aged beautiful woman in white flashed with a ruthless look on her face.

As Sun finished speaking, Zhang Weiming did not speak much with the monks from the Love Valley, and urged the thunder winged eagle to face Yang Maosheng, the true king of the Yang family.

"Thunder Palm!"

In order to threaten the enemy, Zhang Weiming did not use his signature to invade the enemy, the Flame Palm and the Mountain Palm, but the Thunder Palm condensed with the thunder power in his body. This is a replica of the Flame Palm, which is composed of all the thunder power. It is a bit inappropriate to call the Flame Palm, and it is the most suitable to call the Thunder Palm.

Following Zhang Weiming and Yang Maosheng's battle, the monks from the Love Valley were not idle either. The soldiers were fighting against soldiers, and the generals were fighting with the monks of the Yang family.

"Boy, escape, come back to me." Zhang Weiming's thunder palm was shot out, and Yang Maosheng avoided it. Zhang Weiming's purpose of this trip was not to fight against the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, but to kill Yang Lin, he helped the monks from the Love Valley to skip without making any achievements. Instead, he rushed towards the group of Jindan monks below. Seeing this, Yang Maosheng couldn't help but scolded him.

"Go to your uncle, I want to fight with me, but you can't do it anymore. I'm talking about the Thunder Wing Eagle who beat me first!" Hearing Yang Maosheng's scolding, Zhang Weiming turned around and gave the Thunder Wing Eagle an order, which was to hold Yang Maosheng not to bind him, and then urged the Blood Shadow Escape to present it suddenly in the camp of the Yang family's Jindan cultivator.

"Thirt!"

A loud sound of carving sound exploded in the adjacent space. The thunder winged carving swelled wildly, and was with Yang Maosheng. The silver arc as thick as a baby's arm was slashing towards Yang Maosheng. For a moment, Yang Maosheng, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, was actually dragged by the thunder winged carving, and he couldn't hold it away for a while.

"Ah! Boy, you are not a cultivator in the late stage of the Jindan stage, you are the true lord of the Nascent Soul stage." Zhang Weiming activated the Blood Shadow Escape to appear suddenly in the Yang family's Jindan cultivator camp, and all the Yuanying True Lords of the Yang family were fighting with the monks in the Love Valley, and they could not be dragged away. Seeing this, Yang Zhong couldn't help but roar. Teleport. This is teleport! The Nascent Soul True Lord was teleported! Unexpectedly, this kid actually hid his cultivation level and pretended to be a pig and eat tiger. No wonder he was so crazy.

If Zhang Weiming is the True Lord of the Nascent Soul, how can we fight this battle? The other party has an extra True Lord of the Nascent Soul than his side. Yang Maosheng was dragged by the Thunder Wing Diao again, and he could not drag it away for a while. Such a strong support has become nothing. This situation is back to the previous situation. And Zhang Weiming's variable is that the balance of success is shifted to the Quiet Valley. If he does not deal with a True Lord of the Quiet Valley, the inheritance in the cave will be no longer possible with his Yang family. This makes Yang Zhong burst in front of the formation, and the surging magic power surged out of his body, and all kinds of ultimate moves were to bombard the middle-aged beautiful woman Xu Ruoyun at all costs. The middle-aged beautiful woman Xu Ruoyun was beaten and retreated step by step.

"Yang Lin, take your life. Today is your death." Zhang Weiming was really interested in killing Yang Lin, rushed into the group of monks, and did not look for others. He looked for Yang Lin, shouted loudly, and slapped Yang Lin with a thunder palm.

"Thief, don't hurt my young master." Seeing that Zhang Weiming's invasion was about to succeed, the powerful man from the late stage of the Yang family's Jindan next to Yang Lin scolded him and gave up his opponent. He suddenly rushed towards Zhang Weiming's thunder palm, causing Yang Lin to avoid Zhang Weiming's killing attack.

"You old man from the Thunder Sect, you are still the True Lord of the Nascent Soul Stage. You are actually attacking me, the junior of the Golden Pill Stage. You are not ashamed." With a "bang!", the great monk of the late Golden Pill Stage of the Yang family was beaten into a blood mist by Zhang Weiming's thunder strike. Yang Lin was covered in blood mist on his face, and Yang Lin immediately plucked up his courage to scold Zhang Weiming. The True Lord of the Nascent Soul Stage was stubborn and wanted to be stubborn.

It is really not difficult to kill him, a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill. The late stage of the Golden Pill of the Yang family was killed on the spot by Zhang Weiming with one move. Assuming that there was no rescue from the Yuanying True Lord. He must have been unable to escape the disaster. The Yuanying True Lord in the clan was pushed and delayed by the monks in the Love Valley, and he could not be rescued at all, so he tried to please the other party with words, so that Zhang Weiming would not be able to control his self-control and not compare with his juniors.

Assuming that the ordinary True Lord of the Yuanying was squeezed by Yang Lin's words, he would definitely restrain himself and let Yang Lin go, but he met Zhang Weiming and was deeply intimidated with Zhang Weiming. He said that Zhang Weiming was not a True Lord of the Yuanying Lord, and naturally he directly chose Yang Lin's words and ignored them.

"Boy, enjoy the final time in your life! You must die today."

"Thunder Palm!"

Zhang Weiming looked at Yang Lin's nervous expression and forgot to escape. He immediately shouted. While he was talking, he slapped Yang Lin with a thunder palm.

"No! Great Elder, save me!" Hearing Zhang Weiming's loud shout, Yang Lin also saw that Zhang Weiming had the will to kill him. He didn't run away at this moment and waited for something. He immediately exclaimed and asked Yang Zhong for help.

"Boy, you dare!" Hearing Yang Lin's shout, the real lady Yang Zhong serves online, helping you find books to chat with you, please send WeChat/mail/search/hot hot online articles or r444 to you~

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