Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Zhao Yang imprisoned a soldier of the Cang Clan with his hands, and his divine sense instantly blasted into his sea of ​​consciousness, and then forcibly read his memory.

After learning the location of the Cang clan's treasury, Zhao Yang hurried there with Yunzhou.

"not good."

"Zhao Yang is going to the treasury of our Cang clan."

"He came to rob."

After realizing this, the monks of the Cang tribe quickly organized an army to stop them.

Unfortunately to no avail.

Zhao Yang's combat power at this time was too terrifying.

No matter how hard they tried to stop them, it was useless.

Soon Zhao Yang rushed into the treasury of the Cang clan.

With a flick of his sleeve, he looted all the resources on the first floor, then the resources on the second, third, and fourth floors.

After Zhao Yang looted the resources on the fourth floor, he tore open a hole in the Cang clan soldiers at the door, and rushed towards Cang Zong's courtyard.

"Cang Zong is in danger."

"His target is Cang Zong."

"Let the young suzerain run away."

When Zhao Yang rushed to Cang Zong's courtyard, he found that Cang Zong was empty.

"Forget it, I want to see how long you can hide?" Zhao Yang saw that the energy in his body was on the decline, so he didn't stay any longer, forced a bloody path, and left the Cang clan with Bai Lan.

Zhao Yang stopped thousands of kilometers away.

At this time, his cultivation had already fallen to the fourth level of the Upper God Realm.

"Still failed to catch Cang Zong." Bai Lan said with some regret.

"It's boring to kill Cang Zong all at once." Zhao Yang smiled slightly, "As long as Cang Zong doesn't show up, I will keep killing Cang Zong."

"The relationship between the Cang Clan, the Ruan Clan and the Xian Clan is very good. These two groups will not sit idly by." Bai Lan shook her head and said, "Furthermore, the Cang Clan will also invite experts to come to help out, and we will go to you after you recover." The Cang Clan is in danger."

"In this case, I will invite a master to come." Zhao Yang thought for a while and decided to invite Jian Body to come.

It didn't take long for the sword body to rush here.

"What are you cultivating now?" Zhao Yang asked the sword body.

"The fifth heaven."

"How did you improve so quickly?"

"A while ago, I beheaded the three Tianjiao who came from above, and got some opportunities from them." The sword body said lightly.

Bai Lan's pupils shrank when he heard this.

Beheaded the three Tianjiao from above?

is this real?

"After I recover to my peak, I will go to the Cang Clan, and then you will help me in the dark."

"Why not just kill the Quartet?"

"Didn't I want to help Yanhuangzong get more resources?"

"Okay, listen to you."

For the next time, Zhao Yang practiced silently in the cloud boat.

Cang clan!

Not long after Zhao Yang left, the three masters came to the Cang Clan.

"

Cang Lin, what's the matter? "A middle-aged man looked around and immediately smelled the pungent smell of blood.

He could imagine how fierce the war was at that time.

Cang Lin is the patriarch of the Cang Clan.

Hearing this, he recounted Zhao Yang's atrocities.

"So Zhao Yang has the death scythe of your Cang clan besides the peerless weapon in his hands." Cang Lin's voice was followed by a hearty voice that rang out in the air, but it was Ruan Hong, the patriarch of the Ruan clan. He came to the hall with two strong men.

"In addition to these, there are all the resources in the treasury of the Cang clan." Cang Lin said in a deep voice.

"Patriarch Cang, we have no problem helping you, the question is what can you give us?" At this time, a man in a black robe came in from the outside.

The black-robed man is a lone ranger at the peak of the god realm, but no one dares to underestimate him.

Because this person is proficient in the art of assassination.

Over the past few years, more than six people have been assassinated at the peak of the God Realm.

"A death scythe."

"Are you referring to the handle in Zhao Yang's hand?"

"Yes."

"make a deal."

"Patriarch Cang, I don't know what you are going to give me?" A young man in a blood-colored robe came in from the outside.

This young man is not from the Central God Realm, but a disciple of the Blood Sword Sect of the Upper God Realm.

"I think you should be interested in the peerless weapon in Zhao Yang's hands." Cang Lin said lightly.

The young man nodded.

Ruan and Xian did not take advantage of the fire to loot.

The three clans are an alliance, and they have been helping each other all these years, so there is no need to take advantage of the fire and rob at this time.

"The four top experts all have death scythes. I don't think Zhao Yang can survive." Cang Lin's eyes revealed a ferocious killing intent.

"However, you Cang clan will need to sacrifice a bit in the early stage." The head of the Ruan clan said, "For the sake of caution, I think it's better to sneak attack."

"Okay." Cang Lin felt that he had sacrificed so much anyway, and he didn't care if he sacrificed more.

At noon the next day, Zhao Yang came to the Cang Clan.

At this time, tens of thousands of monks standing in front of Zhao Yang looked at Zhao Yang nervously.

"Are the Cang Clan still unwilling to hand over the Cang Zong today?" Zhao Yang looked around and said indifferently.

"The Cang Clan will not accept your threat." Cang Lin said with cold eyes.

"It's kind." Zhao Yang made a move after saying that.

Zhao Yang used the decree of good fortune when he came up.

When his cultivation level soared to the peak of the Upper God Realm, Zhao Yang made a move.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were killed by Zhao Yang within a few breaths. Before Zhao Yang could breathe a sigh of relief, a figure quietly approached.

The time when that figure appeared was absolutely peak.

The moment Zhao Yang was out of breath.

The death scythe pierced Zhao Yang's back

past.

Even though Zhao Yang immediately used absolute defense, he was still injured by the death scythe.

The power of death quickly covered his whole body.

"Zhao Yang, the world says you are a master, but you have fallen into my hands." It was Liang Jingchu, a disciple of the Xuedao Sect who made the move, and he looked at Zhao Yang and laughed.

The power of death is the power of the Upper God Realm, normally Zhao Yang can't stop it.

But what Liang Jingchu didn't know was that Zhao Yang held the power of death in his left hand and the power of life in his right hand.

As the power of life in his body permeated his whole body, the power of death was quickly defeated.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yang stared at the young man.

"Blood knife sect disciple Liang Jingchu."

"It seems that you have been hiding very deeply these years."

"At first I was thinking of making a move, but now it seems that I don't need to." At this time, the patriarch of the Ruan clan appeared.

"It's really boring, I still want to fight in groups." The patriarch of the Xian clan sighed.

"It seems that my lurking is useless." The black-robed man also appeared from the shadows.

Apparently they felt that Zhao Yang, who had been eroded by the power of death, had no power to fight back.

In addition, the longer this situation delays, the better for them.

brush!

At this moment, Zhao Yang's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

He appeared next to the black-robed man in an instant, and then punched his head with a punch.

(End of this chapter)