Kyushu Daoist Master

Forced by the force of his palm, Yang Ze's body took three or four steps back, causing several cracks to appear on the ground.

His expression was a little solemn, and before Yang Ze had time to take a breath, Wang Bin's palm came towards him again. Without any evasion, he pointed it out with the nine-rotated finger of his right hand.

Although the true energy in his body has turned into true vitality, the martial arts that Yang Ze once practiced can still be used, and because the true energy has turned into true vitality, the power of the martial arts he displays has also increased a lot.

The fingers and palms touch each other, and the energy is everywhere.

Bang! This time, Yang Ze and Wang Bin both took three steps back at the same time.

There was a flash of light in Wang Bin's eyes, and he said: "You have mastered martial arts, so I will use the profound martial arts of Piao Miao Martial Academy to defeat you!"

A cyclone rose from the palm of his hand, and the air flow gathered in Wang Bin's palm, forming a small sphere, which contained a power. As Wang Bin pushed out with his palm, the sphere blasted out with the air flow.

Yang Ze's eyes were calm, and he pointed out a finger with his right hand. The finger suddenly collided with the sphere.

In an instant, Yang Ze felt that the cutting power of the bursts was going to cut off his fingers. The true energy in his body came out and merged into this finger, directly breaking the sphere.

But another force of counter-shock bounced back from it, knocking Yang Ze's body back again.

"You have no way out. The palm I just used only used 60% of my strength. I know you still have a sword skill that you haven't used yet. If you don't use it anymore, you will have no chance."

Wang Bin sneered. He had already known clearly about Yang Ze's strength from Zhong Kai, so he had been wary of Yang Ze.

As he stepped hard on the ground with both feet, Wang Bin felt a surge of momentum. He began to slowly raise his right palm, and all the strength in his body began to slowly gather on his right palm.

"Since you want to see my sword skills, then I will help you!"

Yang Ze unsheathed the sword behind his back, waved his right hand, and the true energy lingered on the sword. This was the first time that he had to use the true energy to perform the Black Tiger Sword Technique.

The moment he held the knife, Yang Ze's aura changed, and a killing intent emanated from him. When Wang Bin saw this scene and the knife in Yang Ze's hand, greed grew in his eyes. meaning.

At this time, both of them took action at the same time.

Wang Bin shouted sharply and clapped out his hands at the same time. The pale white true energy was concentrated in his palms, setting off a fierce wind. The sand and stones on the ground rose up and hit Yang Ze.

With a strike of Yang Ze's sword, the tiger descended from the mountain, bursting out with unprecedented power. A fierce sword energy appeared out of thin air and slashed out.

Hoo ho ho!

The sword energy carried the killing intent of the Black Tiger Sword Technique, and the sand and stones that came towards him were all crushed by the sword energy before they could get close to Yang Ze.

"Go!" Wang Bin shouted violently, and pushed forward with his palms again. His strength was released, and a vague cyclone formed and rolled towards Yang Ze.

The sword energy collided with the cyclone that was about to take shape. Just when they were about to reach a stalemate, another force burst out from the sword energy, directly shattering the cyclone that was about to take shape.

The true energy in both palms was shattered by the sword energy at this moment. Wang Bin's face turned red, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and took several steps back.

Before he could stand still, the knife in Yang Ze's hand moved again. With a shake of his right hand, another sword energy came out.

Wang Bin, who was spewing blood, looked at the expressionless Yang Ze, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He even saw the knife in Yang Ze's hand. The knife aura emerged from the knife again, and he felt a crisis approaching him.

"Brother Yang, spare your life, I surrender!" Wang Bin, not caring about his face, shouted out loudly and wanted to surrender.

But when he shouted out, Yang Ze did not stop. He shook the long knife in his hand and slashed out with the sword energy, grazing Wang Bin's face and hitting the ground next to him, leaving a small pit.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it yourself. You expect me to let you go this time. It won't be so easy." Yang Ze sneered, and suddenly rushed out quickly and kicked Wang Bin directly. on the belly.

True vitality surged out from Yang Ze's feet, and Wang Bin screamed loudly. When Yang Ze made a move, the true vitality hit him, directly shaking his internal organs. However, Yang Ze withdrew his strength, but it was He was not seriously injured.

Looking at Wang Bin who had just screamed, Yang Ze put away the knife, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, stop pretending, it's just a little flesh wound, I didn't use any force at all, you can take it Get out of here, these people, remember, I, Yang Ze, keep my word, if you still dare to come, you will be the next Zhong Kai!"

Step by step, Yang Ze walked to Wang Bin's side, lifted Wang Bin's body, and threw him towards the crowd who had been hiding aside.

Zhong Kai's group of boys caught Wang Bin who was thrown by Yang Ze. Wang Bin was no longer embarrassed to be carried like this, so he quickly stood up and limped back.

In a short time, the people here dispersed, and only Yang Ze was left.

The chill on Yang Ze's face has not dissipated until now. If it weren't for the sect rules that did not allow killing and seriously injuring fellow sect members, he would have killed Wang Bin with a single blow just now.

But this time he also taught the two brothers a lesson. Zhong Kai's legs were crippled. This matter was not a small matter, but Yang Ze believed that if something happened to him, Ning Teng would Keep your own.

"As a last resort, you can't go to Ning Teng casually. You owe too many favors and it will be difficult to repay them in the future." Yang Ze shook his head and returned to the room.

Yang Ze also didn't expect that someone would come to visit him just a few days after he came here. It seemed that Cai Kun brought him here that day. His back door was too obvious.

"It seems that we have to go and see what is going on with this registered disciple of Qingyang Peak first. Only then can we find the best solution if there is any trouble in the future." Yang Ze thought in his mind and immediately pushed away. He walked out the door.

Before he had taken a few steps, his stomach growled loudly, and then he remembered that he had not been able to eat a good meal for several days and had been living on dry food.

Immediately I walked a few more steps, found someone on the road and asked where the place to eat was, and walked right over.

When Yang Ze arrived at the dining hall of Piao Miao Wuyuan, he was a little surprised. In fact, this dining hall looked too tall. It was built as a five-story attic. The inside and outside were painted, and people were coming and going. It's lively.

Walking into the dining hall, Yang Ze saw that there were many tables and chairs in the hall on this floor. At first glance, it should not be a problem to accommodate six to seven hundred people. The entire dining hall can bear several people. Thousands of people use it at the same time.

This canteen is only the canteen in District D. There are ten such canteens in Qingyang Peak. Even if tens of thousands of people want to eat at the same time, it is not a problem.

After entering the dining hall, Yang Ze realized why these registered disciples received twelve taels of monthly money. It turned out that eating here also cost money.

Some of the dishes are very expensive. If you want to eat these dishes often, twelve taels a month is still not enough.

Yang Ze is definitely not short of silver coins. As the former general manager of the Yang Alliance in Yuyang City, he took a lot of silver coins with him when he left. Even if he eats the best every meal, he can still afford it.

It's just that Yang Ze is not a luxurious person, so he just ordered a few acceptable dishes and started eating.

When Yang Ze finished his meal, he left his seat, walked out quickly, walked to the third table on the left, and sat down.

Sitting here was a man with a sly eyebrow, eating a bowl of noodles. When he saw Yang Ze sitting opposite him, he immediately put down his chopsticks, stood up and left.

But before he could stand up, Yang Ze's hand was already on his shoulder, holding him down.

"Senior brother, don't leave in such a hurry. I still have something I want to ask you for advice." Yang Ze had a smile on his face, looking harmless.

The man with the stern eyebrows was held down by Yang Ze, and he sat back down again, picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat the noodles, saying: "Junior brother, are you mistaken? We are strangers, and you came to arrest me for no reason. Is this your attitude to ask me for advice?”

"It's not that senior brother was too fast just now. If I hadn't stopped senior brother, you might have disappeared now." Yang Ze laughed, and at the same time something slipped in front of the man.

The man was about to speak, but when he saw the three taels of silver handed over by Yang Ze, a bright smile appeared on his face and he reached out to collect the silver.

"This junior brother, my name is Lin Hui. You came to me for the right one. I dare not speak about the entire Qingyang Peak Registered Disciple Department, but if you ask in our Ding District, I, Lin Hui, definitely know things here. Most people."

Seeing that the money was working, a smile appeared on Yang Ze's lips. Just now while he was eating, he was scanning the people here and found that the table where Lin Hui was sitting was surrounded by several people at first. It seemed that Telling them something.

Judging from his experience in the martial arts world, this Lin Hui must be someone who knows a lot of things in this area. It is easy to impress such a person. A few taels of silver is enough. Three taels of silver is enough for each of them. For a registered disciple whose monthly income is only ten taels, it is already a lot.

"Hello, Senior Brother Lin Hui, my name is Yang Ze. I have only been in the profession for a few days and I don't understand many things. I came here to ask Senior Brother about the situation."

"Are you Yang Ze?"

Just after Yang Ze finished speaking, Lin Hui, who was sitting there calmly, exclaimed.