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Chapter 515 Ye Fasheng

"Do you think this can save your life? Childish! The honor of Tianshui County has been accumulated for thousands of years, accumulated from generation to generation, and it must not be insulted. Now that the matter is irreversible, as a leader, I can only find a way to wash away the shame.

Now. Do you choose to do it yourself? Or do you want me to do it?"

Ye Fashengdao's eyes were cold and forced, and he seemed to have arranged Yang Ji's fate in advance.

"Hmph, do you want to do something here?"

Yang Ji sneered.

The level of the guy in front of him is not lower than that of Tu Su Renxiong, and the danger level is far higher than the former. It is obvious that his striking skills and actual combat are extremely powerful.

To be a "leader" in a place like Tianshui County, it is obvious that the opponent's combat skills and level have reached the pinnacle, far surpassing anyone in Tianshui County.

Moreover, the people who come out of "Wugong Shengyuan" are not trivial. They must have a lot of treasures and magic weapons on their bodies, and their strength is extremely impressive.

In the past, he might have really fallen into trouble here. However, at this moment, Yang Ji took a deep breath inside the vicious beast, and his strength skyrocketed, and he was really not afraid anymore.

But Ye Fasheng didn't know what Yang Ji was thinking. He stepped forward step by step, pressing every step, and the distance between him and Yang Ji was no longer five steps.

A sudden explosion at this distance is extremely dangerous.

In Ye Fasheng's eyes, Yang Ji's fate has been determined. He is now meat on the chopping block and cannot escape from his grasp.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you yet. Wu Jieyuan, who is newly conferred by the imperial court, still has to save some face. However, don't think about martial arts anymore in the future."

Ye Fasheng looked aloof and stern, as if he had given Yang Ji a great favor:

"While there is still time, you'd better give up your martial arts skills!"

"Buzz!"

Hearing these words, Yang Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, and a fierce murderous intention flashed in his eyes. But Ye Fasheng was completely unaware of it, and even if he noticed it, he didn't care.

"Didn't you sneak into the valley? You got mixed up with the group of great martial arts sects and martial masters. In that case, the imperial court should be able to accept the explanation of being devastated by the aftermath and losing all your martial arts skills, and it won't be involved.

To other people, as long as you live in peace, after a few years, everyone will forget about you. By then, this matter will be in the past. Tianshui County's reputation will be preserved, and you will also retain a small life.

Are my conditions generous enough?"

Ye Fasheng said coldly, as if he had already arranged things for the rest of his life for Yang Ji during the conversation.

"Hahaha"

Hearing Ye Fasheng's arrangement, Yang Ji laughed loudly. After his laughter stopped, he said coldly:

"Ye Fasheng, you are worthy enough?!"

"you dare!"

Ye Fasheng's eyes turned cold, with a sullen look in his eyes:

"Yang Ji, I'm giving you a chance. You don't want to drink a toast or drink as a penalty. It's not good for you to make me angry. Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you have Wu Jieyuan's name. Humph, you haven't offended the evil god.

Is that Zhang Pu who taught me? When the time comes, I just want to kill you and blame the Evil God Cult, and I want to see who can do anything to me?"

At the end of the sentence, his eyes flickered and murderous intent surged in his eyes. It was obvious that he was not just talking about it, but was actually thinking about it.

The name "Wu Jieyuan" is not trivial, and he is not someone who can be killed casually like ordinary people. Once he dies, there will definitely be an investigation by the court, and an explanation must be given.

This is also the reason why Ye Fasheng did not kill everyone and left Yang Ji with a glimmer of hope. But this kind of thing is not absolute. Now we are in the vast forest with no one around. Yang Ji has offended too many people.

of power.

If we really want to find him, find a place to bury him, or simply burn him on fire, that's not impossible. At most, it will take a lot of effort and trouble.

Yang Ji's rebuttal made Ye Fasheng very displeased. He has now considered whether his previous ideas were too confused. Perhaps cutting him off at the root is the best way.

As long as your hands and feet are clean, you may not be able to keep yourself clean.

"hey-hey!"

Yang Ji laughed and lifted up his robe. He slowly approached Ye Fasheng. How could he not know what Ye Fasheng was thinking. He believed that he was a Wugong student and was powerful enough to kill and play with his own body.

In the palm of your hand. But how could Yang Ji let him have his wish?

"Ye Fasheng, how about this?"

Yang Ji stared at Ye Fasheng, and as he approached, he sarcastically said:

"It's enough for Tianshui County to be number one for hundreds of years. As the saying goes, things have changed. Since no one from Tianshui County made it into the top 12 this year, but I won Wu Jieyuan, it is enough to show that the current Tianshui County is no longer

Langya County’s opponent.”

"It's better than this. From now on, Tianshui County will completely surrender to Langya County. From now on, more and more people from Tianshui County will come to Langya County to learn from their masters and ask for advice. I will find a way to let the sects in Langya County open their doors to welcome you."

"As for you, for the sake of your ability to enter Wugong Shengyuan, I will forgive you for your rude words today. As long as you become a follower and be loyal to me from now on, run errands before and after the horse, then today's matter will be over.

Look, I’m very generous, right?”

Yang Ji sneered.

"court death!"

Ye Fasheng's eyes turned cold, and finally he couldn't help but became furious.

"Boom!"

The void shook violently, and Ye Fasheng's angry scoldings were still echoing in the mountains. The first one to take action was not Ye Fasheng, but Yang Ji. Almost at the moment Ye Fasheng reprimanded, Yang Ji's whole body collapsed, like a cheetah jumping.

Hitting is difficult in an instant.

With a roar and thick smoke billowing, Yang Ji swayed and turned into a bronze eight-armed demon almost instantly. The eight arms wielded eight weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds, exuding an ancient aura.

boom!

While transforming into the eight-armed demon god, a light yellow halo rushed out of Yang Ji's head. The "Magma Crocodile" flicked on Yang Ji's head and quickly manifested into its original appearance.

As soon as this bronze magic weapon came out, Yang Ji's aura immediately rose again.

Without any hesitation or any nonsense, Yang Ji's aura surged throughout his body, and like a ferocious beast, he threw all his strength towards Ye Fasheng like lightning.

"Crack!"

The air felt as if the rock formations were shattered, and Yang Ji's billowing breath hit the sky and the earth, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and came violently towards Ye Fasheng.

In order to prevent Yang Ji from escaping, Ye Fasheng has been closing the distance between him and Yang Ji. Yang Ji did not dodge at all, but instead shortened the distance between him and Ye Fasheng.

With the distance between the two being less than five feet, no matter who is in trouble, Yang Ji or Ye Fasheng, the other one cannot escape.

"Yang Ji, you are asking for death!"

Ye Fasheng's eyes were fierce, his clothes were hunting, and his whole lungs were about to explode with anger. Yang Ji was a seventh-level martial arts sect even if he was strangled to death. Ye Fasheng never expected that after Yang Ji knew his identity, he would continue to

Instead of running away, he took the initiative and attacked himself secretly.

"Buzz!"

Within a radius of a hundred feet, the air vibrated, and there was a faint sound of the rolling and shaking of thousands of steels. Ye Fasheng's eyes glared, and the blood in his body moved, bursting out with a terrifying power that shook the earth.

A heavy fortress-like force emitted from his body, as if it was about to sink the earth.

"Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"

Ye Fa hunted in the holy robe, stretched out his right hand, bent his fingers like a hook, and grabbed Yang Ji fiercely. With this grab, the void screamed sharply, and a huge vortex was formed within hundreds of feet, converging on Ye Fa

On the saint's wrist, together with Ye Fa Sheng's own power, there was a roar and an overwhelming force, pressing towards Yang Ji.

"Mountain-moving Strength" is a unique skill in Wugong Shengyuan of the Imperial Capital City, which can borrow the power of the surrounding heaven, earth, mountains and rivers within the nearest range.

The borrowed power increases with the realm and strength. At its highest, it can lift the weight of an entire mountain and crush the opponent to pieces.

In Wugong Shengyuan, this is one of the most difficult skills to practice.

Not only did Ye Fasheng succeed in his cultivation, he also reached a certain level of Fire Lord. Although he could not borrow the power of an entire mountain, he had reached one thousandth of a Fire Lord and could already control the surrounding area within several thousand feet.

Borrow the power of vegetation, mountains, rivers and rocks.

In Wugongsheng Academy, many other Wugongshengs were unwilling to compete with Ye Fasheng for this reason.

Ye Fasheng's own strength is extremely powerful, and with the help of the power of "moving mountains", there is no way anyone at the same level can be his opponent unless they also practice "moving mountains".

Facing Ye Fasheng's overwhelming attack, Yang Ji had no intention of evading.

"Boom!"

The two palms were clasped together, the ten fingers were interlocked, and the two iron fists violently collided together in the void. At the moment when the two palms were interlocked, Yang Ji snorted slightly, and his already tyrannical strength actually surged again under impossible circumstances.

His originally revealed strength was only around the mid-level Grand Martial Arts Master, but at this moment, the disguise was torn off and he directly skyrocketed to the level of the Peak Grand Martial Arts Master.

With the Martial Saint-level ferocious beast essence and blood combined with the effect of the Dragon Pond Sutra, Yang Ji's body was transformed and transformed, and he was no less than a figure of Tu Su Renxiong's level.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fasheng felt the terrible potential that suddenly burst out from Yang Ji's palm. He was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly. Although he came here and dealt with Yang Ji personally, he relied on his identity as Wugongsheng, and in Wugongsheng

As a dormant cultivator in the hospital, deep down in my heart I never looked down on Yang Ji.

But at this moment, he actually felt a reciprocal and heart-stopping threat from Yang Ji.

"Ye Fasheng, the people of Langya County can't subdue me, and the same can't be said for you. I said, you are not worthy!"

Yang Ji sneered, and the tyrannical blood energy spurted out like a torrent. Boom, at this moment Yang Ji seemed to transform into the world-destroying demon god, and the torrent of blood energy like thousands of poisonous pythons followed Yang Ji's movements.

The palm exploded violently.

Boom!

This blow was intentional and unintentional. Ye Fasheng's whole body was shaken, as if he was hit by a galloping ferocious beast, and was violently knocked away. (To be continued.)

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