The journey of martial arts cultivation is difficult and difficult.
The only shortcut is to have a steady stream of cultivation resources.
Being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is nothing more than this.
Ye Yang was able to climb the ladder step by step from a prodigal son in a small town to the present. Although he has the credit of the system, it is mostly due to his own efforts.
Because the system is like a sharp sword. Whether you can use it well or not ultimately depends on yourself.
Just like this experience in the Tonghai Secret Realm, if it weren't for Ye Yang's own decisive and decisive character, once those sect disciples were allowed to escape to the outside world, even if he had the blessing of the system, he would probably have fallen into a dangerous situation.
In the cockpit, Ye Yang looked calmly at the vast world ahead, not feeling proud or complacent because of his current improvement in strength.
In this world, there are many strong people, and he is very clear about his current position.
If you want to not be threatened by any force or manipulated by applause, you must continue to strengthen your own strength until you overlook the entire world!
Along the way, Ye Yang seemed silent, but he thought a lot in his heart and had clear plans for future development.
And just as Ye Yang was on his way back, the palace, the imperial capital of the Hualong Dynasty, was at this moment.
A gray-haired old man wearing a blue robe, standing on a giant eagle spirit, was suspended in the sky above the palace square.
Judging from his fierce posture, it was obvious that he came with bad intentions.
At this time, 'Qin Nong', the commander of the city defense army, 'Ye Jin', the commander of the imperial guards, and many Ye family masters led by the old family leader Ye Junxiong, all gathered here.
Although their lineup was huge, facing the lonely old man in green robes, they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and they felt full of oppression.
Because this person is not an ordinary person, but the elder of Qingyang Sect, ‘Yang Kun’.
A true strong man in the Holy Spirit Realm!
More than a month ago, the Qingyang Sect envoy came to establish his power and threatened to double the protection fee, but was secretly assassinated by the Ye Yang Sect.
After investigation, the Qingyang Sect felt that something was fishy. Yang Kun was angry and came to question him personally.
Because that Qingyang Sect envoy is his disciple!
However, Tang Jinyao and others from Ye Yang's regime denied it and responded, which made him very dissatisfied.
"Where's your emperor? I'm here, why haven't you come out to greet him now?"
Yang Kun's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he looked at the people in the field with a stern look, and shouted in a deep voice like a bell.
"Elder Yang, our emperor happened to be traveling recently. If there is any negligence, I, as the general manager, will make amends for you here. I hope you will forgive me."
Tang Jinyao was well aware of the power of the sect, so even if the other party spoke arrogantly, he still said it in a good voice.
"After seeking power and usurping the throne, he ignored the government affairs and still thought about going out for fun. This emperor really thought he was free and happy."
Yang Kun sneered, his words full of ridicule.
"Before our Emperor Yang left, we had already handled the government affairs very properly."
As a die-hard fan of Ye Yang, Ye Wencheng was not used to seeing Ye Yang being slandered, so he immediately said: "So you don't need to worry about this."
"Wen Cheng!"
Hearing these words, Tang Jinyao's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes to stop him from talking any more.
Sure enough, Yang Kun's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his eyes suddenly locked on Ye Wencheng.
"When I talk, who do you, a junior like you, have the right to talk back to me!"
The moment he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he suddenly grabbed Ye Wencheng's position with his palm.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!!
In an instant, a powerful wave of spiritual power turned into countless threads and shot out.
Its speed was as fast as lightning, and it wrapped around Ye Wencheng's body in an instant.
While the silk thread transformed from spiritual power restrained Ye Wencheng, Yang Kun swung his arm and tore him out violently.
"Wen Cheng!"
The Qingyang Sect elder's action was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
When Ye Wencheng was captured, many soldiers in the square came to their senses.
"Stop him!"
Ye Junxiong, the head of the old family, shouted angrily and suddenly rose up.
Immediately afterwards, many experts from the Ye family, as well as the leaders of various legions, also reacted quickly.
Immediately, a series of fierce soul skill attacks exploded towards Yang Kun.
"A bunch of guys who overestimate their capabilities, get out!"
However, facing everyone's martial arts offensive, Yang Kun's eyes were full of contempt.
boom!
Immediately, the giant eagle martial soul wings under his feet vibrated, and powerful energy fluctuations roared out, suddenly turning into a fierce whirlwind, directly and forcefully dispersed the offensive.
Under this terrifying wind and wave, all the figures that Ye Junxiong and others had just lifted up were blown backwards.
Faced with such a simple counterattack by a strong person in the Holy Spirit Realm, they didn't even have the strength to stop him.
Snapped!
At this time, Ye Wencheng had been grabbed by the throat by Yang Kun.
The whole person was like a chicken, being lifted up in the air by one hand, and his face quickly turned red.
"Is this... the realm of the Holy Spirit..."
Ye Wencheng's heart was filled with turmoil, his neck was grabbed by his palm, his breathing began to become rapid, and he felt like he was suffocating.
And under Yang Kun's palm, he found that no matter how he mobilized the true energy in his body, he could not break free from the opponent's palm.
Even the martial soul seems to be imprisoned.
The terror of a strong man in the Holy Spirit Realm was obviously far beyond his imagination.
"Boy, loyalty is good, but if the person you are loyal to is an incompetent person, it is a bit blind."
Yang Kun stared at Ye Wencheng with disdain and continued to sarcastically say.
"Our Emperor Yang is not incompetent. He is definitely... the most powerful person I have ever seen. You are not allowed to slander him!"
Ye Wencheng was indignant, but retorted forcefully again.
"boom!"
However, as soon as his voice fell, Yang Kun's raised palm, carrying a strong wind, was directly and mercilessly thrown on his face.
This slap immediately smashed Ye Wencheng's teeth all over his mouth, and they exploded into powder in an instant.
His face also swelled up like a pig's head in an instant, showing a blood-red palm print.
"Pfft!"
Ye Wencheng opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, which was even mixed with tooth powder and spurted out along with the blood.
Yang Kun almost fainted with this slap and could no longer say a word.
"Wen Cheng!!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Junxiong and others from the Ye family suddenly changed their expressions, and their eyes instantly became bloodshot.
But what can they do in the face of such strong men?
If they completely break their skin, even if they really defeat this old guy, they will not be able to compete with the Qingyang Sect power behind him.
"You are a sharp-tongued, uneducated junior. Since the elders of your family don't care about it, I will take care of it for you."
Yang Kun sneered, but he didn't kill Ye Wencheng directly and threw Ye Wencheng away.
Seeing this, Ye Yunpeng, the martial arts chief of the Ye family, immediately jumped up and caught Ye Wencheng. Otherwise, if he fell to the ground from this height, his injuries would definitely be aggravated.
"You bastard, fight him!"
Seeing Ye Wencheng being beaten like a human being, many masters of the Ye family became completely furious.
"Shut up, everyone!"
But soon, a deep shout sounded.
However, Ye Junxiong, the head of the old family, came forward and stopped everyone.
"Elder Yang, if any of our children have offended, I hope you will forgive me. We will discipline you more in the future."
Ye Junxiong suppressed his anger, raised his eyes to look at Yang Kun in the sky, and said in a low voice.
He has lived for such a long time and has already put life and death aside.
But for the sake of the well-being of the Ye family, he had to suppress everyone's emotions and endure this humiliation.
Now among the family, Ye Yang is their hope and has the best chance to break through to the Holy Spirit Realm, so they cannot offend the Qingyang Sect and ruin Ye Yang's future martial arts future.
Obviously, at this time, the person the old patriarch worried about the most was still Ye Yang.