Chapter 232 Resentment

In the middle of the bustling crowd is a neat ring, which is more than ten feet long and wide, which is enough for people to stand on.

And on the left near the ring, a group of forgetful disciples stood there, cold-looking and high, ignoring the monks swarming around.

Amman, there are no Taoist people in heaven, but they are all forgetful disciples of Taoism. Among them, Murongqing, the forgetful contemporary chief disciple, is in position, and there is also a person familiar to Ying Yu.

In fact, it can't be said that I know him. Ying Yu just feels very familiar with it!

On the side of Murongqing stood an old woman with a bent back and plain clothes. Her face was full of terrible wrinkles, and her eyes were cloudy and aging.

"Sister Huang, you are in charge of everything." Murong looked around lightly and said to the old wife.

Ying Yu's pupils suddenly shrank and muttered, "Is it really her... Huang Qiao?"

In the light curtain of reincarnation, Ying Yu clearly remembers that on the Taixuan Mountain, Huang Qiao, a forgetful disciple, once despised Xu You at that time, and even played with Xu You's life. Although he did not kill him, it can be said to be an extreme insult.

"I didn't expect to let me see you!" A murder broke out in Ying Yu's eyes, and he sneered in his heart: "And you are obviously blocked by the sky, and you can't break through it for the rest of your life. Thanks to you, you could still regard me as an ant at that time."

On the ring, Huang Qiao stood in the air and spoke to the dense crowd around him.

"If you want to fall in love with me, you have to kill the best group of people." Huang Qiao said coldly and looked at all directions, which was deterrent.

Under the ring, Ying Yu looked ahead and the murderous intention condensed in his heart.

"Yes, since the forgetful person will take the light dance away, don't you know that I will chase me?" Ying Yu thought quickly in his heart: "And earlier, the little foxes had come, and it wouldn't be surprising if I appeared again. How can it be that you can't think of this?"

"In that case, why should I hide my whereabouts?" Ying Yu clenched his fists and said, "My arrival is absolutely within the expectation of the forgetful. But... I took action directly in Qingcheng, can they also think of it?"

Ying Yu showed a rare ferocious smile and slowly approached the ring without anyone else's knowledge.

"If you want to be a disciple of forgetfulness, be ready to fight, regardless of life and death." Huang Qiao said to himself and looked arrogant in the eyes of the rest of the people.

But in fact, only Huang Qiao himself knows that she is just pretending. As a very old person who can't break through the realm of heaven, her future can be imagined. I'm afraid she won't live much.

But the more so, the more Huang Qiao attaches importance to his own life and wants to break through the shack and increase his life expectancy when the deadline comes. This is also the consensus of many people who have been trapped in the sky for a long time.

"Wow!" The breeze blew, and a figure appeared on the ring.

This is a man, dressed in white, with wild black hair, and his body seems to be spinning, and every inch of muscle is full of strength. He just stood there, but it seemed to be the embodiment of heaven, naturally merging between heaven and earth.

Murong's expression under the ring changed.

And Huang Qiao didn't even look at him and shouted coldly, "Time hasn't started yet. Get out of here or you will die!"

"It's so rampant." The man opened his mouth slowly and raised his head. His face was beautiful, and he was suddenly in response to the rain.

Many people under the ring looked at the scene and showed surprise. No one thought that in front of the disciples of forgetfulness, there were still people who dared to collide, and obviously did not pay attention to forgetfulness.

Huang Qiao frowned and seemed to feel something wrong. She looked up at Ying Yu to see who was so bold.

However, when Huang Qiao glanced over, his face suddenly changed greatly. He raised his finger and said intermittently, "How can this...is this be possible, you..."

"Die!" Ying Yu did not allow Huang Qiaoduo to say and came forward directly.

The people under the stage changed their voices and became more and more confused about what the situation was. It is unimaginable that someone dares to take action against a disciple who forgets his feelings.

Looking at Huang Qiao's appearance, it is clear that he is frightened by the rain, which is difficult for people to understand.

"Go up and block." Murongqing, as the chief disciple of the contemporary, ordered his fellow door to move forward immediately.

And Murongqing himself slowly retreated. She has seen that the identity of the person is Ying Yu she knows, but Ying Yu has broken through to the sky, which she did not expect.

Murongqing retreated into the crowd, relying on the obstruction of the crowd, and Ying Yu did not pay attention to her, and immediately flew to the position of forgetfulness. Murong understands that there is an absolute gap between her and Ying Yu. Even if she stays here, it will not play a role, but it will be dangerous.

"Boom!" Ying Yu punched out, and the surrounding spiritual power exploded. On the spot, Huang Qiao's abdomen was bombarded with a blood-stained hole, and blood flowed out.

"Ah..." Huang Qiao screamed and retreated, but did not die immediately. Instead, he looked at Ying Yu with wide eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Xu You... Xu You should have died long ago. Why are you still alive?"

The rest of the forgetful disciples saw this change in their faces, but they still rushed up and attacked each morning to the rain.

Ying Yu showed a sarcastic smile, and the divine fist burst out. At the same time, the ghost thunder appeared. The two magical power did not interfere with each other and attacked forward.

I saw screams, blood spilled, broken limbs flying all over the sky, and all the forgetful disciples died tragically. No one could withstand the rain.

The people under the stage were frightened and retreated. They never expected such a thing to happen. Many people's faces are pale and sweating coldly, for fear that they will also be implicated.

"Go to hell." Relying on his strong strength, Ying Yu swept the front with his fingers, and many forgetful disciples died one after another.

"Why...you...why are you still alive." Huang Qiao reluctantly supported his voice, and it was hard to believe that the nightmare had happened.

Ying Yu came to the last Huang Qiao and sneered, "In the past, you despised me so, but now you are blocked under the sky. Instead, it's me who broke through the sky and killed you like a dog.

"Kkip!" Ying Yu stretched out his hand and twisted it, twisted Huang Qiao's head and threw it aside.

Once, Huang Qiao regarded Xu You like an ant and despised it. Now, Ying Yu regards Huang Qiao as a dog and can easily kill him at will.

Looking at the people around him coldly, Ying Yu disappeared in a flash, hiding in Qingcheng, ready to deal with forgetfulness at any time. At the same time, he did not stop to inquire about the internal news of forgetfulness.