God Eye Courier

chapter 359

After a lot of rhetoric, Yang Weiguang finally agreed with Yang Junyi to run for the next Patriarch.

Ye Xuan and Yang Junyi didn't bother to talk nonsense with Yang Kui and Yu Peng's master and apprentice, so they went directly to the guest room arranged by the Yang family with their family.

After arriving at the guest room, the two frowned at the same time. The so-called guest room was built in a corner of a wilderness. The windows and beams were covered with white spider webs. There was not even a lamp in the room, and the vision was dim.

Yang Junyi looked around, his veins were bulging with anger, and he said angrily: "I remembered, this used to be a torture room for confinement and wrongdoers. Later, Yang Weiguang changed the torture room to a martial arts training ground, and this place was abandoned. I used to live in the torture room when I was young." a period of time."

When he said the last sentence, Yang Junyi's eyes burst into fiery anger, and the years of forbearance and moral restraint finally disappeared at this moment.

Ye Xuan put his hand on his shoulder and patted it lightly, "Jun Yi, there is a teacher here, Yang Kui is destined to become a stepping stone for you to move forward, tomorrow you just have to be brave and do it, if you can't, use me The sky-shattering ring."

Yang Junyi was flattered, a warm current flowed through his heart, and the chill in his heart was melted by Ye Xuan's support, but he quickly thought of a problem.

"But you and Yu Peng agreed that you would never interfere in the competition between me and Yang Kui. If I use your magic weapon, the victory will be invincible, and the Yang family will not admit that I won."

A voice sounded in the dim torture room, old and powerful, "Young man, your heart is true and sincere. If I change my appearance, it will be safe."

Before the words fell, the sky-bending ring tightly wrapped around Ye Xuan's left wrist instantly turned into a red light, illuminating the entire torture room like a bright lamp. A few fat white spiders ran away in fright, and even the hard-working spider webs could not no more.

The red light soon turned into a crimson short sword about a foot long, the blade was shot in all directions, and a red tassel was chasing on the hilt, which looked beautiful and lovely.

Yang Junyi couldn't help holding the red hilt, and exclaimed: "When I hold this sword, I seem to be in a fairyland, floating in the clouds. This feeling is so amazing."

Ye Xuan said with a smile: "Heaven and Earth Rift Ring is an ancient treasure. It not only possesses spiritual consciousness, but also connects with me. He knows your current difficulties and is willing to help you. You must not disappoint his kindness."

Yang Junyi was ecstatic, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said: "Master, I will definitely defeat Yang Kui and give you the old man's face."

"Well, tomorrow will be a tough battle, so you should rest early." Ye Xuan took out another Spirit Gathering Pill and stuffed it into Yang Junyi's mouth.

Yang Junyi swallowed Juling Pill, held the sword in both hands and couldn't put it down, leaning against the yellow wooden table to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, master and apprentice Ye Xuan patted the dust off their bodies, and flew to the Yang family's training ground calmly.

The Yang family has a rich heritage, and the martial arts field alone covers an area of ​​more than ten acres. The square high platform in the middle is made of bluestone, which can accommodate more than 100 people at the same time. On the edges of the four corners, there are four mythical beasts, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu.

Yang Weiguang stood on the stage, eloquently talking about the long and glorious history of the Yang family. After talking for half an hour, he got to the point and announced that he would run for the next head of the family.

"After layers of screening, only eleven people meet the criteria and will compete for the position of Patriarch together. Next, eleven young talents will be invited to take the stage."

Eleven?Except for a few Yang family members who knew about it, most of the guests were at a loss. The invitation clearly stated that there were only ten candidates, why there was one more candidate suddenly?
After the ten direct descendants lined up on the stage, Yang Junyi flew up to the high stage slowly, with a rebellious expression on his face, as if he didn't pay attention to the ten opponents at all.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Yang Junyi who seemed to be doing nothing, secretly guessing his identity.

Yang Weiguang glanced at his son hopefully, then glanced at Yang Junyi worriedly, and said sternly: "You are all members of the Yang family, no matter what the result is, you must not hurt your peace. The rules are simple, the one who falls off the high platform first loses." Candidacy."

Eleven people fight each other, no matter how big the table is, the battle situation is chaotic. Everyone wants to be the head of the family, but not everyone has the strength to be the head of the family.

Therefore, there were a few sons who were slightly inferior in cultivation and still alive in their hearts, and they had already communicated with Yang Kui about the song, and offered to deal with other competitors for Yang Kui, and Yang Kui was naturally willing to accept it.

Yang Junyi scanned the ten opponents with icy eyes, hatred tumbling in his heart, and the childhood memories came alive again in his mind.

Yang Kui winked at the four dogs, and raised his sword hand slightly, pointing to where Yang Junyi was standing.

The four immediately understood and jumped over to surround Yang Junyi.

"Little bastard, you still have the face to come back? Do you really think you are qualified to be on stage with us?"

The strong wind and true energy surged at the same time, and the four flickering spirit swords pierced in front of him in an instant. Yang Junyi hurriedly protected his body with luck, and the whole person flew upwards, avoiding a catastrophe.

The battle situation on the high platform was divided into three groups, one group was Yang Kui fighting two cousins, one group was besieging Yang Junyi with four people, and the other group was three people fighting together.

Yang Kui and his two cousins ​​fought fiercely for several rounds, gradually lost patience, and wanted to make a quick decision.

"Empty Broken Knife—Meteor Slash!"

As soon as the domineering sword art came out, a soul-killing knife shining blue and silver rose slowly from behind Yang Kui, turned over in the air, and shot countless rays of light in all directions.

At the moment when the shot exploded, four or five teenagers flew upside down, wailing miserably from their mouths. From their distorted faces, it could be judged that the Space Shattering Knife was very powerful.

Yang Kui winked at the four supporters and shouted, "Why are you still standing there?"

The four of them were afraid of the power of the Shattering Knife, and they were secretly glad that they followed the right person. They quickly flew down from the high platform and voluntarily abstained.

On the wide high platform, only Yang Kui and Yang Junyi were left, one holding a broken empty knife, the other holding an unknown red dagger, looking at each other fiercely.

"Yang Junyi, I didn't expect you to be capable enough to last so long under the Knife Breaker. Where did your dagger come from?"

Yang Kui stared at the red dagger in Yang Junyi's hand, thoughtfully.

"Why so much nonsense? It just so happens that you and I both have a powerful magic weapon, so it's fair, let's make a move."

Yang Junyi stood loosely, similar to Ye Xuan's usual gesture of sacrificing the ring of heaven and earth. He raised his right hand and threw the long sword in his hand vigorously.

"Empty Broken Knife—Meteor Slash!"

With Yang Kui's thought, the zhenqi in his dantian instantly flowed through the meridians of his whole body, surged out along his right hand, and attached to the broken air knife.

"boom!"

A few strands of lightning flashed on the snow-white blade, and accompanied by a huge roar, it slashed at Yang Junyi fiercely.

The red short sword instantly became brighter, shooting out clusters of flames, and the clusters of flames pressed forward to block the power of thunder and lightning wrapped by the broken air knife.

Yang Kui's face changed in shock, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him was real, and muttered: "Impossible, Master's Smashing Knife is invincible, how could it be inferior to Yang Junyi's dagger?"

"boom!"

Another muffled thunder exploded, and the Smashing Knife was tightly surrounded by a cloud of misty air, trembling violently several times, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, losing its brilliance.

Yang Kui was in a daze, when Lie Yan rushed to him and surrounded him.

"Damn it." He gritted his teeth and yelled angrily. He froze his sword finger, but the broken empty knife on the ground did not respond.

In desperation, he could only fly with confidence to escape the erosion of the sea of ​​fire.

Just as he flew away from the high platform and was busy meeting the flames, a stalwart figure appeared behind him.

"Oh!"

Yang Kui fell to the ground in embarrassment, and fell to the ground, and there was a dirty mud mark on Sujie's Tsing Yi.

The audience was in an uproar, who would have thought that Yang Junyi, the most excluded trash of the Yang family in the past, would return to his hometown in honor and kick away the real young master Yang Kui?
"Kui'er, are you okay?" Yang Weiguang quickly helped his son up, unable to believe the fact that his son was defeated.

Without saying a word, Yang Kui clenched his fists, turned around and flew towards the high platform, and said angrily: "Bastard, put away your little tricks and stop playing tricks with me."

Yang Junyi snorted and said: "You have already landed and lost your qualifications for election. Do you want to regret it? The previous five people were shaken off the high platform by you with a knife, and they didn't repay their debts. But you, the son of the Patriarch, are special?"

"You..." Yang Junyi was so angry that his eyes turned black, he gritted his teeth and said, "That's different, I use the Smashing Knife, but what kind of thing are you using?"

"boom!"

Just as the two were arguing endlessly, a figure floated onto the stage and slapped down violently. The powerful force of the palm spread outwards, blasting the northeast corner of the high platform flying in one fell swoop.

At this juncture, who would dare to interfere with the Yang family's affairs?
Ye Xuan looked at Yang Kui indifferently, and snorted coldly: "He used the treasure of our Heavenly Wolf Sect - Chixiao Sword, do you doubt the authority of the Sirian Wolf Sect?
As far as I know, the Broken Space Knife you use is a magic weapon that Yu Peng became famous for. Since you also rely on the support of your master, this competition is fair. "

Ye Xuan's voice was not loud, but every word was majestic and could not be refuted.

Yu Peng's eyes froze, he turned to Yang Weiguang and said, "Brother Yang, Yang Junyi is clearly cheating, are you willing to hand over the Yang family's thousand-year-old foundation to him?"

Of course Yang Weiguang didn't want to, so he took a step back and said that Yang Kui couldn't succeed as Patriarch, and he still had four or five suitable candidates in his mind, and Yang Junyi couldn't be his turn anyway.

"Brother Yu, be safe and don't be impatient." Yang Weiguang flicked his sleeves and said in a loud voice: "Junyi, I only promised you to compete with your cousins ​​yesterday. It's good that you won Kui'er. You can do more in the future." learn from each other.

You are not the flesh and blood of the Yang family, but a foster son adopted by my third younger brother. Before his death, the third younger brother terminated the father-son relationship with you. Back then, I thought you were pitiful, so I didn't drive you out of the house.

The head of the Yang family can only be a direct descendant, even if you are a hundred times stronger than Kui Er, it is impossible for us to support you. "

Several elders echoed: "That's right, Yang Junyi, you should come down, we will do our best to you, don't you want to be a white-eyed wolf?"

Yang Junyi gritted his teeth, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted: "You can just modify the rules temporarily, and you also fabricated my life experience, which is too deceiving."

(End of this chapter)