At the beginning, I angrily scolded the Son, I really want to die

Starry Sky Trace is buzzing now.

He thought Jiang Haoyang was joking with him, after all, who in the world doesn't take his own life seriously?

But he never expected that there are really people who don't take their lives seriously!
Moreover, he even leaned his head over to chop him off without any resistance
This directly made him completely confused!
What is this called?
In order to keep the cold iron veins of the Shenyang Sect, he sacrificed his own life. Is this guy so great?

"Yang, Sect Master Yang, I didn't do it on purpose."

Xingkonghen came back to his senses and quickly apologized to Yang Wuzhan.

After all, Jiang Haoyang didn't provoke him, but he killed other people's holy son in front of other people's suzerain, and he felt very sorry.

"This kid is dead again." Yang Wuzhan muttered.

"Huh? Died again? Again??" Xing Konghen had a question mark on his forehead, his face showed a blank look, why couldn't he understand Yang Wuzhan's words?

"Ah! It's nothing, it's just a death, it's not a big deal." Yang Wuzhan waved his hand and said with a smile.

Starry Sky Trace: "???"

Brother, it was your family's holy son who died, isn't this a big deal?
Yang Wuzhan straightened his expression, and said, "Son of Heavenly Star, my sect's Sacred Son has already been beheaded by you, and you won't bother with the matter of the cold iron mine, right?"

Hearing this, Xingkonghen's complexion suddenly became cloudy, like a revolving lantern, very exciting.

He swore a poisonous oath just now with the heart of martial arts, as long as Jiang Haoyang kills him, he will not attack the cold iron ore vein again, otherwise he and everyone in Xingyun Tower will die suddenly.

To be honest, although this vow was very poisonous, he didn't think it could be fulfilled, because no one would cherish his own life, and it was impossible for Jiang Haoyang to kill him.

But he happened to meet someone who didn't play cards according to common sense
It's all right now, Jiang Haoyang was killed by him, and he can't make any more decisions about the cold iron mine, otherwise the Xingyun Tower will be destroyed.
"I'm so stupid, this Jiang Haoyang is a fucking weirdo!"

Xingkonghen cursed secretly, and said with a dark face: "Don't worry, Sect Master Yang, I Xingkonghen will do what I say, goodbye!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed, and his whole body turned into dots of starlight, and slowly disappeared from his seat.

Not long after he left, Jiang Haoyang, who had a broken neck, caught up in an instant, and he was resurrected, intact again.

Jiang Haoyang twisted his neck and opened the system panel.

Name: Jiang Haoyang.

Talent index: 37.

Remaining resurrection times: 24.

"It's a small loss this time. I didn't earn the spirit stone and died once."

But he doesn't care, it's just a vain death, harmless.

And it's not a meaningless death, at least the cold iron vein of Shenyangzong was saved!

With just one Xingyun Tower, the Shenyang Sect is naturally fearless. Although the current Shenyang Sect is far from the peak, there is no pressure to easily kill a five-star sect.

However, the current Shenyang Sect has to develop in a low-key manner and not cause too much trouble. If there is a conflict with the Xingyun Building and the opponent is wiped out, then the problem will be serious.

Think about it, what kind of news is a four-star sect destroying a five-star sect?
It's like a cat killed a tiger!

If it is exposed, it will definitely cause a big earthquake!

At that time, if the enemies of the former Shenyang Holy Land pay attention, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Sovereign, why did Xingkong Scar come to Shenyang Sect suddenly? And you also know about the cold iron vein?"

Jiang Haoyang sat on the seat with doubts on his face.

The Xingyun Building is quite far away from the Shenyang Sect, almost seven thousand miles away, and the Xingyun Building has no eyeliner here, so how did the other party know about the cold iron vein?

"Do you still need to think about it? Someone must have reported the news."

Yang Wuzhan crossed Erlang's legs and said casually.

"Tianwu Pavilion and Red Dragon School?" Jiang Haoyang came to his senses and raised his eyebrows.

Yang Wuzhan nodded: "It's definitely Wu Huaji and Long Pokong who have the hair. In fact, after I beat them up, I knew it would be like this. They didn't dare to take revenge. I can only rely on other people's hands, but it's a pity that I don't have eggs."

"Then Wu Huaji and Long Pokong are quite dark, the suzerain doesn't plan to kill them?" Jiang Haoyang said.

Hearing this, Yang Wuzhan rubbed his mustache with his fingers, and said, "I didn't intend to kill them before, but now I do."

Wu Huaji and Long Pokong are both at the helm of the four-star sect, and they are well-known within a radius of three thousand miles. If they are killed, it will affect the reputation of the Shenyang Sect in the eyes of everyone, and it will be difficult to recruit them in the future. This is not good for the development of Shenyang Sect.

We must know that the current Shenyang sect needs population development.

But if they don't get rid of them, Long Pokong and Wu Huaji will definitely play dirty tricks. Although Shenyangzong is not afraid, it is also very annoying.

"It's okay to kill them, but you can't kill them on the bright side, and you can't make others think that it was our Shenyang Sect. This is a little difficult, but it's not a big problem."

Yang Wuzhan smiled slightly, then his palm trembled, and a black ripple appeared, and then a scarecrow appeared in front of him.

This scarecrow is two meters tall and is covered in black. I don't know what kind of grass it is woven out of. The eyes, nose and other facial features are also very scribbled, which seems to be nothing out of the ordinary.

But Jiang Haoyang could feel the extremely huge energy fluctuations contained in the scarecrow, as if a volcano was hidden. Once it erupted, the power would be terrifying.

"Sovereign, what is this scarecrow?" Jiang Haoyang was very curious, he had never seen the suzerain take out this scarecrow before.

Yang Wuzhan said casually: "This is a gadget I wove out of cold abyss grass back then. I have engraved a set of offensive formations in its body. As long as I give an order, it can fight at any time and can It automatically absorbs the aura of heaven and earth and replenishes the energy consumed in the body. I call it the No. [-] Scarecrow."

Jiang Haoyang froze for a moment: "Scarecrow No. [-]? Does that mean there are No. [-] and No. [-]?".

"Yes, I knit a lot when I was bored."

Yang Wuzhan seemed to be recalling the past, his voice was a bit melancholy, he regained his composure after a long while, and said with a smile: "Although I made this stuff at will, it won't be any problem to kill Long Pokong and Wu Huaji. "

Jiang Haoyang had no doubts either.

He still believed in the methods of the suzerain, because the suzerain was the person who personally experienced the battle of Shenyang Holy Land back then!

And he was an elder at that time!
Even the ordinary elders of Shenyang Holy Land have all kinds of mysterious and unpredictable methods!
"Go and kill Wu Huaji and Long Pokong, the less noise the better."

Yang Wuzhan gave an order to Scarecrow No. [-]. The scarecrow's eyes flashed black, as if he had accepted the order, and then disappeared in place instantly like an aurora.

"Sovereign, don't you still have a lot of scarecrows? Don't you plan to give me two?" Jiang Haoyang laughed.

"no!"

Yang Wuzhan shook his head: "I wove this scarecrow, and I also burned the formations. They will only obey me alone. Even if I give it to you, it will be just for display."

"Okay." Jiang Haoyang could only give up.

"By the way, what are you looking for me for?" Yang Wuzhan said suddenly.

"I'm going to the Dark Forest!"