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

"Fortunately, I didn't agree to their request, and together with them to persecute Sect Master Yang, otherwise I'm afraid I'll die too"

Hua Xiangyu gasped, thanking herself for her wit.

Whoosh!
The sound of piercing the sky came, and the next moment, Yang Wuzhan appeared in front of everyone.

He was still in that lazy state, without a trace of scar on his body, as if he was not in a fierce battle just now, but just strolled around the back garden, which surprised everyone even more.

"Damn it, in the battle with two experts at the True Profound Realm, Sect Master Yang defeated Sect Master Long and Pavilion Master Wu, but he still hasn't been injured?"

"Couldn't Sect Master Yang be at the True Profound Realm, but a stronger Spirit Profound Realm!?"

"Spiritual Profound Realm? This is unlikely, the helmsmen of the four-star sects are generally in the True Profound Realm."

People from all forces were in an uproar, and there were divergent discussions.

The cultivation realms of the Shenxuan Continent are divided into Hammer Body Realm, Pulse Expansion Realm, Strong Mind Realm, Qi Containment Realm, Blood Refining Realm, Explosive Qi Realm, Space Stepping Realm, Human Profound Realm, True Profound Realm, Spiritual Profound Realm, etc.
Each realm is divided into six small realms: early stage, middle stage, late stage, peak, consummation, and great perfection.

The Hammer Body Realm is the first step to step into cultivation, mainly to polish the physical body and make the physical body strong.

The main purpose of expanding the veins is to open up the meridians, make the meridians wider and increase strength.

A strong state of mind is to temper the heart, so that the heart is strong and powerful, and people are full of energy and vitality.

Atmosphere.
Blood Refining Realm.
Explosive environment.
These realms are the basic realms of monks. Although they are much better than ordinary people, they are not too outrageous. There are many monks of these realms in the world.

It wasn't the first real watershed until stepping into the sky!
At this level, one can walk through the air, soaring in the sky like an eagle, and can be called a strong man. This is not something that everyone can achieve, and the number of monks in this level is much smaller.

Jiang Haoyang, Long Ao, Zeng Yingjun, and Hua Feiye are all cultivators of the Sky Stepping Realm.

Then there is the Human Profound Realm, which is an existence stronger than the Space Stepping Realm, with the ability to pull mountains and rivers and overturn rivers and seas!

The helm of the three-star sect is usually a cultivator at the Human Profound Realm.

In the True Profound Realm, one sees one's true self, sees through one's true heart, and one's strength rises to a higher level. When one raises one's hands and feet, one will have a majestic aura accompanying them, forming coercion and deterring others.

The helmsmen of four-star sects are also generally at the True Profound Realm.

As for the Spirit Profound Realm, it is even more unattainable to everyone. Few of the people present have personally seen a strong person in the Spirit Profound Realm.

Therefore, they don't know whether Yang Wuzhan is a boss of the Spirit Profound Realm, they can only guess.

"Just the two of you who are so hairy, you also want to force me to hand over the cold iron ore vein? You are as weak as two chickens, and I haven't even done anything, but you fell down, wasting my expression"

Yang Wuzhan shook his head in disappointment, looking down at the two Long Pokong who were lying on the ground and howling.

He was also holding a golden machete in his hand, rippling layers of golden ripples, radiating cold light.

Just now he used this machete to chop these two people from the sky!
And this machete is not an ordinary item, but a magic weapon crafted from countless cold iron ores. It has already reached the level of a low-level spiritual weapon, and its power is so great that no one in the True Profound Realm can hold it.

"Yang Wuzhan, you're cheating!" Long Pokong suddenly roared angrily, "You actually use spiritual weapons against us, you don't talk about martial arts!"

"That's right." Wu Huaji nodded again and again, what he said was a bit leaky, because he lost all his teeth.

The level of magic weapon is divided into ordinary weapon, mysterious weapon, treasure weapon, spiritual weapon, magical weapon, Taoist weapon, etc., and each level is divided into low, medium, high, and absolute.

A large amount of materials are needed to make magic weapons, so magic weapons are very precious, even if it is just the most common mortal weapon, it is not enough for everyone to have one.

Even for Long Pokong and Wu Huaji, the strongest magic weapon in their hands is only a medium-sized weapon.
So they were very dissatisfied with Yang Wuzhan's ability to defeat them, thinking that the other party just crushed them with a spiritual weapon.

"What if I don't talk about Wude? Bite me?"

Yang Wuzhan raised the machete in Yang's hand, and said with a triumphant smile: "I have a spiritual weapon, so I have the right not to talk about martial arts, what can you do to me?"

"I said that you two are really sand sculptures. After so many years of practice, you have lost your brains. You know that I have controlled the cold iron vein for ten years. How much powerful equipment can I create in these ten years? Are you just Don't you want to think about it?"

Hearing this, the expressions of Long Pokong and Wu Huaji changed.

Before this, they really hadn't thought about this problem!
All I know is that the two of them at the True Profound Realm joined forces, and with two enemies and one enemy, it would be absolutely no problem to kill Yang Wuzhan.

But now it seems that they have made a mistake.
"Okay, I've finished speaking, it's time to send you on your way."

Yang Wuzhan raised the machete high, the golden blade flickered frequently, and it was about to fall, Wu Huaji's eyelids twitched wildly, and he said: "Stop! There is something to say, but it's just a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Yang Wuzhan stopped slashing, raised his eyebrows, "You two came to kill me, and you still told me it was a misunderstanding? Then I will kill you two, and tell you that it was a misunderstanding, okay?"

"Sect Master Yang, this is really a misunderstanding!"

Wu Huaji swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I only came here to watch the ceremony, and I didn't intend to take the initiative to attack Yangzong. I was just bewitched by Long Pokong, who said that after killing you, I would give you a gift." I have a lot of benefits, even the Red Dragon School's Fury Dragon Extreme Fire Kungfu will give me a look, so I will."

Hearing this, Long Pokong was furious: "Your uncle's Wuhuaji, you fucking sell teammates!?"

"What I said is the truth!" Wu Huaji said.

"Fact your mother!"

The enraged Long Pokong punched Wu Huaji in the face, and the latter punched back, not to be outdone, and the two immediately wrestled together like hooligans, without the image of the helm of a four-star sect.

Everyone was also speechless for a moment, they were teammates a moment ago, but they were fighting each other at this moment. The key point is that they only have a pair of tattered underwear left. When they scuffled like this, everything that should be exposed and what should not be exposed are exposed, which is really eye-catching. !

Many female monks covered their eyes and turned their heads to one side, unable to bear to look directly.

Jiang Haoyang turned his head to Zeng Yingjun and said, "Your pavilion master is a little smaller, not as big as Sect Master Long."

Zeng Yingjun: "."

Long Ao: "."

At this time, Yang Wuzhan couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted: "Stop it! If you don't stop, I'll kill you two!"

Long Pokong and Wu Huaji let go of each other immediately.

Yang Wuzhan said: "Wu Huaji, I don't care if you are bewitched by Long Pokong or not, if you want to survive, you have to hand over 300 million spirit stones and the ten medicine fields controlled by Tianwu Pavilion!"

He didn't really intend to kill, otherwise he would have hacked them to death long ago.

After all, Long Pokong and Wu Huaji are both at the helm of the four-star sect. Killing them will have a big impact, and the Shenyang sect needs to develop, so it cannot be too high-profile. Enrichment is the number one priority!

As the head of a sect, he must consider for the sect, not just for the individual.

"Three million spirit stones? Ten medicine fields? I can't give you that much." Wu Huaji shook his head repeatedly.

bass!
With a wave of Yang Wuzhan's machete, it was placed directly on Wu Huaji's neck. The latter's expression froze immediately, and then he looked dejected: "Okay, I'll give it to you."

"That's what it sounds like."

Yang Wuzhan nodded in satisfaction, turned his gaze, looked at Long Pokong, and said, "Do you want to survive? If you want to survive, hand over 300 million spirit stones and the dragon vein controlled by the Red Dragon Sect!"

Dragon veins! ?
Long Pokong's face suddenly darkened: "Yang Wuzhan, the dragon veins of my Chilongzong are the foundation of our sect, and their value is immeasurable. Let me tell you, don't even think about it!"

bass!
The light of the knife flickered, and a machete was placed on his neck in an instant.

Long Pokong glanced at the machete on his neck, and smiled coldly: "Do you think I will be as useless as Wu Huaji, and the knife resting on my neck will make me flinch? Yes, you guessed it right, please use the knife Move around, don't poke my aorta"