Chapter 237 Many people, muddy water

Jin Yang's sharp eyes stared at the enemies in all directions, held on his hands. The exquisite blue sword was more like two razors. The flying Jinyang killed tens of thousands of swords, and the sound was continuous.

The figure accompanied by a shadow, the golden flame burned on his body, and the great fairy skill that hit him was like hitting the hard Taixuan god iron, with traces of one after another, which could not shake the foundation.

He raised his big foot and suddenly took it on the man in black who greeted everyone, and then a long sword came out of his hand.

The big eyes of the man in black are unbelievable. More than 30 people were knocked down by Jinyang one by one. All of them were scarred. The blue particles on the wound made people cold. Will they freeze at once? The pupils suddenly dilated and dispersed, and the long sword that came out of his hand nailed into his body fiercely.

"Who killed me with three million?"

The golden teeth that waited for half a sound were as stable as Mount Tai. The immortal disciples who did not dare to open their mouth looked at Jinyang one by one by one knew that they had hit the iron plate, but when they thought of the horror of those people, their eyes suddenly became firm. More than 30 immortals, and even three immortals of the two worlds, were not afraid of killing him, and the wheel battle would be killed. He!

At that time, they closed their bodies one by one, and all the fairy treasures were revived. For a moment, the gods in the sky surpassed the master. Standing in the middle of Jinyang, a terrible light gradually rose in their eyes.

After feeling the firm mind of these immortal disciples, Jinyang's fierceness was even more, and the golden atmosphere gradually rose black. Jin Yang, who was holding a sword in one hand, looked at the man in black who had received his sword. Half of his body was frozen, trembled slightly, and he could be killed with one punch.

"What about you?"

Jin Yang looked at the man in black in his injured eyes. The long sword in his hand was raised.

"I dare not." He licked his dry lips, like the talkative man in black pulled out the long sword on his chest with a bang, and the gap was made of crystal clear blue ice. If you don't say it, you will be the first to die!" The long sword raised by Jin Yang pointed straight at the man in black.

As soon as Jin Yang's words fell, more than 30 good people stared at him, and the gods sacrificed trembled and flashed a few times.

"Come on." The quiet sky sounded the dull voice of the man in black, and the mountain under him was the place where he was buried.

"I'm stubborn!"

Jin Yang, who held the sword in his left hand and clenched his fist in his right hand, disappeared into the air. The face of the more than 30 people who surrounded him tightened, and his heart beat straight. Jinyang, who was like a haunted ghost shadow, put more pressure on the man in black, as uncomfortable as if someone pressed his chest to prevent him from breathing, like a paper towel on his face and his limbs were bound, and drops of cold water soaked the paper towel, slowly suffocating him to death.

With a big breath, the spirit expanded to the extreme, and the black pupil suddenly expanded to the extreme.

Jin Yang, who was as fast as an assassin in the night, put a sword in his chest. In the quiet sky, all the immortal disciples who wanted to help him were fixed in the air and died.

"Who offered the reward?"

Jin Yang's eyes wrapped in black breath were like a big ghost rushing out of the ghost gate. The long sword inserted in the chest of the man in black popped out, and the blood rushed to him and melted away.

The long sword was inserted in the chest, and when the head was exposed, the man in black still had a little breath. As soon as the long sword came out, it was wrapped in crystal blue ice, and the whole was an ice crystal man. There is no breath at all. Jin Yang, who asked, turned his head and looked at the immortal monks who wanted to come up to help, but were not fast enough.

"If you don't want to die clean, just say it directly, otherwise it will be too ugly to die one by one." While speaking, Jin Yang found another long sword in his hand. The two blue ice swords were like two deadly thorns, shining in the eyes of those people, and none of them dared to move.

"Yes...yes..." At a time when he wanted to say, more than 30 pairs of eyes were all on her body. Jin Yang instantly turned his head and looked at him, and the huge pressure suddenly shocked the person who wanted to reveal the specific situation.

"Don't you know the consequences of leaking information? In the end, you will die. Now there are more than 30 people running away separately. It is very difficult for him to kill three or five people." A man standing behind Jinyang looked opposite him and the person who wanted to inform Jinyang immediately trembled. Although the reward of the black market is attractive, it is also a life-threalisman. No one in the black market knows their specific identity, but those hosts can easily get their own identity. At that time, they will face immortality. Hugh's killing.

"Three or five people..." Jin Yang smiled and held two swords like a swordsman without threat. He glanced at everyone and looked over one by one. No one could look at him. Whoever runs first will die, but I want to see who will die first. Jinyang's two swords crossed in front of his chest and pushed them one by one. His spiritual power became a force field within three kilometers, tightly wrapping all the people. Each of them was nervous and the slight movements were clear.

"Thirty people, I can still do it if five people die." Jin Yang smiled gently and breathed a sigh of relief. The words fell into the ears of those people, and the nervous blood vessels were about to burst. A pair of eyes stared at the long sword in Jin Yang's hand, and his body trembled slightly. It was not fear but a nervous tendency to move. When this vision appeared, , the corners of Jinyang's mouth grinned slightly.

The pressure was already huge, but now it is getting heavier little by little. The 30th person, without an absolute master command, is now a group of unconscious flies, who may collapse and run around at any time.

"You said, I'll let you go."

Jin Yang looked at the person who made a sound to stop him, but did not set an example. If there was such a huge pressure to make them collapse, Jin Yang suspected that he would kill all these people, just like killing them.

The person who wanted to stop it suddenly fell to the ground with a nervous heart, but the severe punishment on the black market stopped. Jin Yang has been staring at this person's eyes and immediately knew that he dared not say it. He also silently guessed how powerful this person was. It must be an ordinary person who can take out three million top-quality spiritual crystals. Behind the horrible financial resources must be huge lethality.

"You don't need to tell me the exact people, the general range, one by one, and send it to me with mental strength." Jin Yang thought for a moment and said a compromise. Jinyang is gradually becoming more and more clear about the ranking in Tianmen.

The status of the masters of each temple belongs to the first sequence, and the masters at the Taoist level belong to the first sequence at the same time, followed by the elders of the major halls, followed by those who belong to the masters in the hall. The status of seed disciples at the level of immortals is a little special in the door. They are usually secondary elders, and the true biography is equivalent to the senior disciples of the halls. But their rights should be extensive, and they can get one-to-one corresponding benefits.

Those disciples looked at each other. Once the range mentioned by Jin Yang was specified, it can be said that the range was immediately reduced to the extent that their hands and feet could be counted. They were thinking about Jin Yang's words. Jin Yang was also staring at their eyes, nervous, and the flashing light gradually calmed down. The sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels was so nervous that the body calmed down.

Jin Yang, whose mental strength was also extremely nervous, exhaled, and the long sword in his hand gradually drooped and made good moves. A pair of eyes swept over, and more than 30 pairs of eyes gradually converged under his gaze.

"It's all as if it hasn't happened." Jinyang made his promise. No matter whether it didn't work, the sparse spiritual carriers and the information they knew transmitted Jinyang's sea of knowledge. His eyes stared at Jinyang's head in the sky and turned sharply. Compared with their messages, he eliminated what he knew little by little, and gradually there was a relatively vague range. Come out.

After half a sound, Jinyang, who stood in the air with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said, "You can go." The sword in his hand entered his storage space. More than 30 people stared nervously at Jin Yang for fear that he would repent. When they heard his words, they all sighed for a long time.

This business is really a big loss!

"I have a headache." Looking at the departing figures, Jin Yang suddenly patted his head and had a headache! There are not many elder-level masters excluded, but the most are seed disciples one by one. Those seed disciples who are not too threatening in his eyes are unexpected and sing the protagonists in them. The most important thing is to identify an elder!