poor family prodigal

But Wang Yuan didn't expect that he would faint after one glass of wine!

In the following days, Wang Yuan was really made to death by this old stick!

Wang Yuan did know that this stick technique was unparalleled in the world, but it was too vulgar and he didn't like it.

Three months passed quietly, and Wang Yuan's devil training was over!

In the hidden mountains and forests of Huangting, a small sect called the Black Mountain Sect has been operating here for many years. With the help of a middle-star sect leader, the disciples are doing whatever they want.

Women in the surrounding towns did not dare to go out at all on weekdays, and they were also very nervous at home, for fear of being poisoned by this group of people.

In the past few days, the master of the sect has specially captured a few yellow-flowered girls just to get their blood essence and help the sect master to reach a higher level.

At this moment, Wang Yuan finished his training and was assigned by Mo Qingyi to come here to test the training results in March. A suit of black clothes fell from the sky, and the stick behind him brought inexplicable oppression.

"In broad daylight, in the clear sky, such dirty and dirty things can happen. As a sect, you don't protect the safety of one party, and you still do such evil things."

"This little brother is not very old, but he has a smart mouth. His red mouth and white teeth are just like a basin of dirty water. We can't just let it go today."

"Then let's stop talking nonsense." Wang Yuan despised such a scumbag the most. He did all the bad things, but still tried to live in harmony with etiquette, justice, and integrity. He was so shameless.

The sect master didn't look down on this young boy who came to provoke him at all. At a moment's notice, the sect leader who collected girls for him took the initiative.

However, Wang Yuan is not a stupid young man with passion.

"Boy, today is the day you die." Before the hall master's cruel words could land, he had already flown out.

The sect leader watched helplessly as his subordinate surpassed him and hit the dragon-patterned stone pillar in front of the palace. He didn't even have time to vomit blood and fell to the ground along the pillar.

"Good boy, you hurt people like this. If I turn a blind eye, there will be one more disaster in the world tomorrow."

"It's hard to say who is causing the trouble, but you don't have to watch tomorrow's world."

Wang Yuan kept flashing among the crowd, and his movement trajectory was clearly seen through the sect disciples who kept flying out.

Although the sect leader didn't show it on his face, he was deeply shocked in his heart.

Although he has the strength to be a mid-star, he has been dominating in this deep mountain forest for many years, and he still has the strength he had back then, so he has no rank left.

Wang Yuan was extremely fast, and before he had time to think about it, the two of them were already fighting.

Wang Yuan had little actual combat experience, and although the sect leader had not moved for many years, he was still more mature than ever. The two of them were entangled for a while, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

Relying on his rich experience, the sect leader found Wang Yuan's weak point and struck quickly. Wang Yuan also reacted quickly, changing his movement in the air and narrowly dodging.

"Boy, beg for mercy now, I can still give you a chance."

Although he had the upper hand, the sect leader understood that the young man on the other side was not an easy person. If the fight continued like this, it would be very easy for both sides to suffer losses. He was about to be promoted, so it was best not to create any complications.

"No need."

Wang Yuan's eyes were firm, and he stretched his hand towards the stick behind him, and there was an imperceptible fluctuation in the air.

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me."

The sect leader sacrificed his life's means, a silver sword.

Wang Yuan attacked before he could react. He saw the shadow of the silver sword flying in his hand, and a series of terrifying sword energy spread out with the dance.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the sword energy can seriously injure or even kill Wang Yuan without being stabbed.

Wang Yuan did not give the opponent this chance, so he rose into the air, spun around in the air, dodged the sharp sword energy, and stood on the towering ancient tree inside the door.

The sect leader couldn't help but be startled, and after a slight hesitation in his hand, he attacked Wang Yuan on the tree.

The branches and leaves trembled for a while, and Wang Yuan ducked and disappeared from the attack range again. This movement technique was unparalleled in the world and looked like a ghost.

Although avoiding attacks is not a long-term solution, it can slow down the opponent's offensive edge.

The energy contained in the sword energy of the sect leader at the beginning could tear the world apart, but after several times, it could only chop down a tree.

"A cowardless person will just hide and hide."

While he was talking, Wang Yuan used his body skills to directly hit the sect leader's back.

By the time the old man realized the danger behind him, it was already too late.

With a "bang", the whole person flew out. The silver sword lost its owner and was stuck in the open space in the distance. The sect leader made a big hole in the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Speaking of which, at the beginning, the sect leader really didn't like this young boy.

But he never expected that such a simple move could knock him to the ground.

"Old man, I see you still dare to speak rudely, today is the day you die."

Wang Yuan didn't give the sect leader any time to react, and with the force of thunder, he chopped the stick off the sect leader's head.

"Young hero, wait a minute..."

Soon after speaking, the sect leader shouted these words with his last breath.

Wang Yuan didn't want to pay attention to it, but he was about to die and his words were kind, but he still felt compassion after all.

"I'll give you a chance to leave a last message and see if you have anything else to say."

The reason why the sect leader spoke out to stop Wang Yuan's final attack was because he wanted to mobilize his true energy to fight him to the death.

But in the face of absolute strength, these tricks no longer work.

Because Wang Yuan broke his true energy with just one blow, and the remaining energy could not turn the tables.

"I know that young hero cares about the world and understands the suffering of the people. I have suffered the consequences I have today. It is useless to say more now, but I am still an ant living an ignoble existence..."

Only Wang Yuan was seen. With a flash of body, the stick behind his back hit the sect leader's Tianling Cap directly. With a small cracking sound, this old man full of evil was gone.

"The villain dies because he talks too much. He gives you so many opportunities, but he can't make up for anything. He lives in vain to repay the ants. Since it was stolen, then give it back."

Wang Yuan acted very quickly, and his force value was so amazing. After taking care of all the heads of the sect, some minions sneaked out quietly, trying to find a way out for themselves.

"I'm not the one who wants to kill everyone, but I still put my words here. Cherish this life path given to you. If you do evil again in the future, I won't mind taking it back personally."

"Yes, yes, hero, spare your life, we don't dare to do it anymore." These people were begging for mercy while rolling and crawling.

Wang Yuan had no intention of caring about them, thinking that the task assigned by Brother Qingyi had been completed, so it would not prevent him from exploring the map by himself.

With excitement, he began to search the entire sect, especially the rooms of the sect leader and several hall masters.

"This is much more exciting than playing large games. It not only satisfies the experience, but also truly contributes to society."

When the sky was dim and bright, Wang Yuan completely ended his search for the Black Mountain Sect and gained a lot.

Although it was a sect deep in the mountains and old forests, it had a lot of money and water. Wang Yuan was not polite to the dead people on the ground, and took them all away and distributed them to the residents down the mountain.

This behavior can be regarded as atonement for the Black Mountain Sect to the people who have been oppressed. As for Wang Yuan, he really has no interest in the things inside.

In the face of absolute strength, all monsters and monsters are just paper tigers.