Compared to the Shang Sect Wuji Sect, the Liangji Sect's success in Nanyang County can only be said to be average.
The Yuan sect is at least the direct lineage of the founder of the Yuan sect and has a profound foundation.
Both Phoenix Mountain and Burning Heaven Clan have their own adventures, and they possess the ten thousand year elixir and the ten thousand year demon pill.
The two-pole gate is quite embarrassing.
There is neither the support of Wuji Sect nor the ten thousand-year elixir to prop up the appearance.
In the sect, there is only one person with the third level of Qi gathering, and only two with the second level of Qi gathering.
Today, except for Ai Jingxing, a second-level Qi-gathering expert who rushed to Yuanmen, the other two powerful people had gathered together.
"Master, are you sure you want to do this? If you do this, we will offend Phoenix Mountain to death..."
Zhao Yushi, the deputy sect leader of the Liangji Sect, looked extremely solemn and wanted to dissuade the sect leader Le Zhenglang.
Le Zhenglang said fiercely: "Jade, wealth and wealth can be found in danger. If we don't try hard, do you think Phoenix Mountain will let us go after taking care of Yuanmen?"
Zhao Yushi was silent.
indeed so.
Now Yuanmen is the strongest in Nanyang County, but Fenghuang Mountain is not weak either.
Yuanmen has Li Xuanyu, the Wine Sword Immortal, who is at the sixth level of Qi Gathering, and a small golden corpse that is comparable to the sixth level of Qi Gathering, but Phoenix Mountain also has a blue and white phoenix who is also at the sixth level of Qi Gathering.
If the Yuan Sect is destroyed, Fenghuang Mountain, with its sixth-level Qi Gathering experts, will be the only one in Nanyang County.
At that time, there will only be two options for the bipolar gate.
Either surrender or perish!
These are results that they cannot accept.
After pondering for a long time, Zhao Yushi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I listen to the sect master, let's fight!"
"Hahaha, I knew, Yushi, you would never let this sect master down!"
Le Zhenglang excitedly patted Zhao Yushi on the shoulder, "Now everyone's attention is on Yuanmen. If we lead people to invade the ruins of Yanyue Valley, we will definitely gain unexpected gains. When the time comes... hum...
"
Hearing about the Yanyue Valley ruins, Zhao Yushi also had a smile on his face.
If it were before, the strength of the Biji Sect would not be enough to explore the depths of the Yanyue Valley ruins.
Not to mention anything else, the golden corpses guarding the ruins alone are enough for them to drink from a pot.
Fortunately, Phoenix Mountain found a way to control the golden corpse.
As a sign of sincerity for cooperation, Phoenix Mountain also gave other sects many drugs that can control wandering corpses.
In this way, it gives the Bipolar Sect an opportunity to sneak into it.
"Without further ado, let's set off now..."
Le Zhenglang can't wait to find the massive resources in the ruins.
Just as the two of them were walking out of the hall one after another, a loud whistle suddenly came from outside the Liji Gate Mountain Gate.
"Yuanmen Han Yang, come to pay a visit to the Lijijimen!"
Before he finished speaking, a shocking sword light lit up in the void.
Boom!
The stone archway that stood at the Lijimen Mountain Gate was chopped into pieces with a single knife.
The screams one after another echoed throughout the place.
The smiles on Le Zhenglang and Zhao Yushi's faces suddenly froze.
"What the hell! Han Yang is so brave. Doesn't he want to live?" Zhao Yushi was furious and drew his sword to attack.
Le Zhenglang hurriedly said: "Wait a minute! The golden corpse of Yuanmen seems to be controlled by Han Yang. Let's not be careless..."
Zhao Yushi was startled and hurriedly stopped.
Only then did he remember the existence of the little golden corpse in red.
That is comparable to a strong man at the sixth level of Qi Gathering.
If Han Yang comes to kill him with the little golden corpse, then...
At this moment, a peak bone-forging elder rolled and crawled towards the two of them.
"Report to the sect master, the deputy sect master, and Han Yang, each with one sword, to attack the mountain gate. Mr. Fang has been killed. We can't stop him..."
Before he finished speaking, the elder was grabbed by the neck by Zhao Yushi.
"You said Han Yang has one sword for each person?"
Zhao Yushi only cared about this issue, and he didn't care at all about Taishang Fang's death.
The elder didn't know why and said hurriedly: "It's Han Yang alone, but he is very powerful. We..."
"The little golden corpse next to him didn't follow?" Zhao Yushi asked.
The elder was stunned for a long time before he hesitated and said: "I didn't see the golden corpse, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yushi had already thrown him away and shouted excitedly to Le Zhenglang: "Master! This is a good opportunity! If Han Yang can be killed, then the golden corpse of Yuanmen will be gone."
, it’s nothing to worry about.”
Le Zhenglang also didn't expect Han Yang to be so bold. He dared to kill Lijimen without bringing the little golden corpse. Is he crazy?
"Let's go! Come with me to meet this famous genius from the Yuan Sect!"
The figures of Le Zhenglang and Zhao Yushi disappeared in a flash, incredibly fast.
"... He killed Fang Taishang with one strike, and his strength is comparable to the sixth level of Qi gathering..." The second half of the elder's words disappeared in the wind, and no one heard them at all.
The elder's face suddenly turned pale.
He hurriedly got up and rushed towards the mountain gate.
Something big is going to happen.
If the main and deputy sect leaders misjudge Han Yang's strength, then... the Biji Sect is in danger!
…
In front of the mountain gate.
Thousands of Liangji Sect disciples and elders surrounded Han Yang fearfully, but no one dared to step forward.
Han Yang had previously killed three Qi-gathering warriors with one strike, frightening them all.
The middle stage of Qi gathering!
The strength displayed by Han Yang has definitely reached the middle stage of Qi gathering.
At least their sect master is not so powerful.
With one man and one sword, Han Yang walked step by step toward the main hall of the Bipolar Gate. In the tens of thousands of troops, he felt as relaxed and relaxed as if he were strolling in a courtyard.
"stop!"
"The bold maniac dares to break into my Liangji Gate without permission and is looking for death!"
The figures of Le Zhenglang and Zhao Yushi appeared in front of the mountain gate.
When the disciples of the Liangji Sect saw the two of them, they seemed to have found their backbone.
Le Zhenglang realized that Han Yang was the only one, and he couldn't help but have a look of contempt on his face.
A mere new disciple dares to kill the Liangji Sect, and they simply don’t know whether to live or die.
He held the Zong Zong Zongzong's treasure in his hand and prepared to let Han Yang know how powerful he was.
At this time, Zhao Yushi saw the mutilated corpse of Taishang Fang and others.
It could only barely be seen that it was a corpse, already badly damaged and almost chopped into pieces.
this……
Zhao Yushi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly realized that the kid in front of him seemed stronger than he imagined.
The three people who died seemed to have been killed by one sword.
"Master, be careful..."
Almost at the moment Zhao Yushi reminded him, Han Yang's figure suddenly disappeared.
puff!
Blood spurted everywhere.
Le Zhenglang's head flew high and blood flowed like a stream.
His face still maintained a look of contempt for Han Yang.
It was as if he could kill Han Yang with just a move of his fingers.
Le Zhenglang, the leader of Liangji Sect, one of the nine sects in Nanyang, died!
There was deathly silence all around, and no one expected that Han Yang could be so strong.
It actually gave Le Zhenglang no chance to activate the Zongzong Treasure.
"Run, run away!"
Zhao Yushi's eyes were about to burst, the fighting spirit in his heart disappeared, and he ran away.
This battle is unwinnable.
This person is clearly another wine and swordsman!
Such strong men are simply not something they can handle.
"Where are you running from? Kill!"
The blade of the Hongyan knife in Han Yang's hand lit up.
The top and bottom of the two pole gates were all shrouded in a bright sword light.