Chapter 119 Strong

This man has a delicate appearance and is in the initial stage of foundation building.

He was surprised to recognize that the man was Yang Che.

As the eldest disciple of Jian Sifeng, with a mutant thunder fairy root, Yang Che is now a "famous person" in Qingjian Sect.

Especially two years ago, Yang Che was able to defeat the initial stage of foundation building in an instant with his peak cultivation of the twelfth level of Qi Refining at Jian Sifeng Bluestone Square, which was amazing.

Now that Yang Che has established his foundation, these disciples in the initial stage of foundation building have inexplicably raised a trace of fear when they see him.

The so-called "the shadow of a tree" is nothing more than this.

However, as the seventh disciple of Jian Bafeng, Ding Weihan, a handsome man who controls the sword, naturally does not want to be weak to the face of the eight peaks.

Moreover, he believes that he has been in the initial stage of foundation building for many years, and is far from being comparable to Hua Yi, who had just entered the initial stage of foundation building and was defeated by Yang Che.

Moreover, Yang Che's words humiliated the "Junior Sister Jian Li" in his heart, and he has long been angry.

"Junior Brother Yang, do you think that you are a big shot just because you are the leader of Jian Sifeng? This is Jian Bafeng, not your Jian Sifeng. You dare to insult my Junior Sister Jian like this, I, Ding Weihan, will not forgive you today."

With a cold snort, several flying swords and magic weapons with cold light suddenly appeared around Ding Weihan.

He was suspended in the air, and these flying swords and magic weapons were all around him. As he pinched the magic formula, these flying swords suddenly turned into several streams of light, whistling and slashing towards Yang Che.

Yang Che still stepped on the escape star shuttle, with an indifferent expression.

With a flick of his finger, a layer of thundercloud blocked him.

All of Ding Weihan's flying swords slashed on the thundercloud, which looked amazing, but in fact, it could not break the defense of the thundercloud at all.

At this moment, dozens of figures flew out from Jian Bafeng, all suspended in the air.

Yang Che said coldly: "My fellow disciples, I, Yang Che, came to the Eight Peaks today only to find Jian Li to settle a private matter. Considering that we are from the same sect, I don't want to embarrass you. But if you insist on stopping me, don't blame me for being rude."

"What a big tone. Yang Che, get out of the Eight Peaks."

Seeing that Yang Che directly ignored his attack and spoke wildly in front of so many disciples from the same peak, Ding Weihan, although already a foundation-building cultivator, still felt a heat on his face, as if at this moment, his face was gone.

This undoubtedly made Ding Weihan extremely angry.

Seeing that the flying sword did not work, Ding Weihan gritted his teeth, recalled the flying sword, and took out a mid-level attack talisman with great pain.

This talisman is called 'Golden Meteorite Thorn'.

It is a very precious gold-attributed mid-level attack talisman.

As the spell was quickly recited, Ding Weihan threw the talisman forward.

A golden light flashed, and a huge circular light curtain of more than ten feet formed above his head.

A series of sharp sounds, click, click, click, and countless long sharp stones soon emerged from the circular light curtain.

Like meteorites from outer space, a violent "meteorite rain" covered Yang Che.

The power of the intermediate-level attack talisman should not be underestimated, but Yang Che's expression was still indifferent. It seemed that Ding Weihan had to stop him.

Under his feet, a strange black light flashed, and Yang Che was like a ghost, walking through the meteorite rain, and in the blink of an eye, he was less than half a foot in front of Ding Weihan.

Then he threw a simple punch.

With a "bang".

Ding Weihan, who had no time to react, arched his body, his facial features twisted in pain, and the whole person slammed into the hard rock ground.

"Boom"

The ground was directly smashed into a deep pit of several feet.

Ding Weihan was lying at the bottom of the pit, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he could hardly move.

A disciple from the Eight Peaks hurriedly walked towards Ding Weihan, carried him away to heal his wounds.

"What a cruel method. Yang Che, we are from the same sect, and you are so cruel. You are unworthy of being the chief disciple of Jian Si Peak."

"That's right, Yang Che was so aggressive when he came to Jian Ba ​​Peak. He really didn't take us Eight Peaks seriously."

"Is this person here to find Senior Sister Jian Li? Senior Sister Jian Li is such a gentle person. It must be that Yang Che failed to pursue her and is holding a grudge."

...

The disciples of the Eight Peaks talked one after another, and their words were meant to hurt their hearts.

Yang Che stared at these people coldly and sneered in his heart.

These disciples in the early stage of foundation building were frightened when they saw that Shi Weihan was defeated so miserably, but they acted righteously.

Even though they all criticized Yang Che's faults, no one dared to fight Yang Che with real swords and guns.

"Jian Li, what are you afraid of? Why don't you get out?"

Yang Che was full of energy, and his voice spread far and wide, constantly echoing among the mountains of the Eighth Peak.

"How dare you! Do you really think that there is no one in my Eighth Peak?"

An angry shout came.

Yang Che looked coldly and found a red-faced man in the middle stage of foundation building flying over with a sword.

"It's Senior Brother Duan Yan of the Third Seat."

"Senior Brother Duan Yan has been in the middle stage of foundation building for many years. Now, Yang Che has to go back in disgrace."

"This Yang Che is too arrogant. Even Senior Brother Three Seat can't stand it anymore."

...

After the red-faced man arrived, he stared at Yang Che with a cold look.

Yang Che noticed that this person had an extremely strong murderous aura.

"Are you Yang Che? Get out of my Eighth Peak now, and I will be..."

'Bang'

Before the red-faced man Duan Yan finished speaking, his sturdy body had already slammed heavily on the hard bluestone ground.

The originally noisy surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The way they looked at Yang Che became extremely strange.

In the moment just now, they only saw Yang Che suddenly move, and then he mysteriously came behind Duan Yan, and kicked Duan Yan hard, sending Duan Yan flying to the ground.

Duan Yan had already climbed up in embarrassment, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Yang Che just glanced at him coldly.

Then he suddenly flew towards the side hall where Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng lived.

Seeing Yang Che's arrival, the two of them complained in their hearts.

It was broad daylight, and countless eyes on Kenpachi Peak were watching.

"Junior Sister Hu, Junior Brother Ma. Originally, I didn't want to disturb you two anymore. But unfortunately, Jian Li just hid and refused to come out. So I had no choice but to come to you two for help."

Yang Che said, seeing the uneasiness and fear on both of their faces, and quickly said: "You two don't have to worry. I think you will definitely not be satisfied in these eight peaks. Now, in the name of the great disciple of the fourth peak, I formally invite you two to join our Sword Four Peaks and become our quasi-disciples. What do you think?"

Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they were overjoyed and said, "Senior Brother Yang, is this true?"

Yang Che said: "Can this be false? Moreover, my ancestor from the Fourth Sword Peak has already given me instructions to recruit prospective disciples."

"Very good."

The excitement and excitement of Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng completely exceeded Yang Che's expectations.

"Senior Brother Yang, let's go. I know where Jian Li lives. I will take you there."

Hu Xiaonan no longer had any worries, and immediately assumed the role of a quasi-disciple of the Four Peaks, standing firmly on Yang Che's side.

"Haha, okay."

Yang Che stepped on the Star Escape Shuttle, and Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng also stood up.

Wherever he passed, whenever any disciple dared to stop him, Yang Che directly stabbed him with a lightning chain lightning spear. These disciples were paralyzed and unable to move, and fell from the air.

Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of a rather exquisite hall.

"This is it." Hu Xiaonan said.

The three of them landed on the ground. Yang Che was about to force his way in, but suddenly felt his heart tightening, so he quickly pulled Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng back.

"The disciples of the Four Peaks are really becoming more and more unruly."

As an old and deep voice sounded, an old man with a long beard in the Dan Formation stage slowly walked out of the hall.

Behind the old man, the stunning Jian Li, dressed in black, followed.