The Holy City of the Last Days

"Collect yin and replenish yang! Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu lost his composure. He never thought that Zeng Yiming would go to this point in order to take revenge on the Zeng family. Doesn't that mean that he had to sacrifice a lot to gain this strength?

"I'm going to clean up the door today!"

As he spoke, Mo Yu prepared to kill Zeng Yiming here.

Each stream of water turned into a phoenix and attacked, and the places where the water flowed turned into powder.

"What can Level [-] do to me?"

Li Yaoyang began to exude an extreme sense of death, and all living things around him began to wither.

"Golden Crow Sword Technique, Golden Crow Burns the World!"

A black scorching sun appeared, and an extremely terrifying breath of death erupted from the scorching temperature.

"Sixty percent sword intent! Death!"

Seeing this scene, Huang Wanjun lost his composure. Sixty percent of his sword power was still a powerful sword power that he had comprehended. This boy's future achievements would be limitless. Huang Wanjun felt more and more that his decision was correct.

"Death Sword Intent!"

Mo Yu's expression also became serious. This person's talent was more terrifying than that of Li Yaoyang who was in the ruins of the Northern Holy City, and his methods were much more vicious.

"boom!"

Mo Yu's attack was annihilated by the extremely high temperature before it even got close.

"Elder Mo, I keep giving in because you are my master. Don't challenge my bottom line, otherwise your precious disciple will be in danger. Who do you think can protect her in Lieyang Gate?"

"She might die if I'm here. If I'm not here, she might be worse off than dead. Do you think so?"

Liu Yan appeared next to Li Yaoyang. At this time, Liu Yan's cultivation was blocked and he could only watch everything that happened. Liu Yan couldn't understand why things developed like this.

"you!"

Mo Yu didn't know what to do for a while.

As for the secretly Huang Wanjun, he was also afraid of the boy when he saw this scene. He would do anything to achieve his goal, which was even more terrifying than himself. It seems that hatred is the most terrifying thing.

"you win!"

Mo Yu compromised. Zeng Yiming was indeed breaking the balance. Even if Senior Brother Xian'an launched an attack, it would be impossible to defeat Huang Wanjun and the others.

The final turning point was Zeng Yiming, but it was difficult. How could the hatred accumulated for so long be resolved so easily.

"Okay! In this case, for the sake of the master, I will only take the Yuan Yin from the senior sister to ensure that she does not die."

Li Yaoyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Fortunately, he relaxed, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to start. If he really hurt his cheap master, Zeng Xianan would not be able to fight with him.

"roll!"

Mo Yumeng closed the door and sent the guests away.

"Elder Huang, I have fulfilled my promise to you. Don't forget what you promised me. There is also a high probability that the old immortal will come when you get married. Don't forget to leave one alive. I still have revenge to avenge."

Li Yaoyang looked at Huang Wanjun in the dark.

"Hahaha! I will definitely do what I promised you, little friend, but I didn't expect that little friend would be so successful in the field of swordsmanship."

I originally thought it was a joke that this guy was born with swordsmanship, but I'm afraid this is true. Sixty percent sword intent has not appeared for a long time.

But now there is really no other explanation for the appearance of this boy except his natural swordsmanship.

"Average! Average! As long as the elder is wandering between life and death and has endless hatred for a certain person, you can reach this point."

"..."

Huang Wanjun didn't know how to respond for a while. It was indeed difficult to survive such a change at such an age and have such strength.

In the end, Li Yaoyang was placed next to Huang Wanjun's residence. He said he was protecting his safety, but in fact he was monitoring his every move.

"My little friend, I have a disciple who is proficient in dual cultivation. If you still need me, I can let her serve you."

Huang Wanjun had a plan in mind. He used the life of a disciple to test this boy. If this boy really practiced that kind of magic, it would be obvious the next day.

"That's naturally the best. It's not the right time for those two women."

Li Yaoyang did not refuse. This old fox had no good intentions. He wanted to see what the old fox said about a disciple who was proficient in dual cultivation.

"it is good!"

Huang Wanjun left this place, it seemed that the strong man should have summoned him.

Night came quickly, and soon there was a knock on the door outside.

"Junior Brother Yiming, Master sent me here to serve Junior Brother."

"Please come in!"

Li Yaoyang suddenly became energetic. If the bird that came here was not a good bird, it would directly become the nourishment for his experiment.

“Creak—.”

As the door slowly opened, a pair of long snow-white legs appeared in sight, and then a woman wearing very thin ancient clothes appeared in sight.

The woman has an excellent appearance, with charming eyes, and the deep V on her chest exposes her snow-white face to the air. If this person is mentally weak, I am afraid that after seeing this scene, they will go up and execute her on the spot.

"Why is Junior Brother dissatisfied with me?"

The woman slowly walked over and nibbled her crystal clear lips, tempting her.

When I came here, Master ordered me to test out this kid's flaws.

"How come, I'm very satisfied. Come and let you meet my little friend."

"Junior brother is bad!"

The woman lay in his arms, and her clothes fell off, revealing her beautiful shoulders.

"Wait, there'll be worse."

Li Yaoyang said as he slowly approached.

"All men are indeed the same."

The woman slowly closed her eyes. But the next second the woman regretted taking this task.

A stream of red-black liquid entered directly into his mouth and nose.

"you!"

The woman suddenly opened her eyes and pushed Li Yaoyang away.

"Why aren't you happy to see my little friend? He is very satisfied with you."

"You! You can't kill me, Master will not let you go."

The woman was not calm at all now. What a lecher this guy is, he is simply not human.

Feeling that the vitality of her own flesh and blood was constantly dissipating, looking at the young man in front of her who was hiding his appearance, the woman felt more and more that this was a demon in human skin.

"Looks like it's fine."

Listening to the commotion in the house, the people observing outside smiled. It was obvious that a fierce battle was taking place like this, and some people couldn't stand up straight the next day.

Then the man in the dark disappeared into the darkness.

"Death Sword Intent, [-]%! Are you sure."

At this time, Huang Wanjun was talking to someone on the other side, and that person's face was full of shock.

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes. If my junior sister hadn't taken action to silence him, I'm afraid that guy wouldn't be ready to reveal his trump card."

"Okay! Very good! Huang Wanjun, you have made great achievements. We need someone with good talent and strong fighting ability. Zeng Yiming fully meets the requirements. This time the reward will definitely be generous."

"When this incident is over and there are no problems, I will take him away."

The strong are happy.

"It's up to the adults to decide."

Although Huang Wanjunhua was in trouble, he was thinking of other ways. If you can give it away, why can't you give it to yourself? Wouldn't it be more rewarding if you give it to yourself?