Chapter 1132 The Poor Monk Is From the Butian Pavilion! 【Two】

"..." Golden-winged Dapeng's face was dark, and he was very speechless about Yang Yu's desire to hide, but he also rushed out, and now Yang Yu must be killed.

"Death to me!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and the wooden knife in his hand slashed directly at the Golden Winged Dapeng. At this moment, the sword and grass technique was pushed to the extreme, no matter what the wooden knife was.

As for the power...

Nine-leaf sword grass is just a grass, it can cut down stars, not to mention a wooden knife in Yang Yu's hand, which can be cut like a golden-winged Dapeng!

However, it was precisely because of this that a scene appeared in the next second that silenced everyone, and all of them looked at the battlefield in the sky with great solemnity.

The bone knife in Yang Yu's hand actually burst into bright white light the moment it touched the golden-winged Dapeng. After a short while, the body of the golden-winged Dapeng cracked directly, and then fell directly under the astonished eyes of Yang Yu and everyone around him. to the ground.

And in the void in front of Yang Yu, an extremely terrifying sword intent shot straight into the sky, shaking the world!

"Fuck, is this mother still the wooden knife that can't cut stones? It's so awesome!"

Yang Yu's expression changed, and he quickly flapped his Kunpeng wings and rushed towards the Golden Winged Dapeng, directly putting the body into the storage space of the system.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is gone!" Yang Yu didn't care at all, he was ready to escape, what does it mean to kill a golden-winged Dapeng in seconds?

The primitive magic of the Golden-winged Dapeng family is a powerful magic that can fly thousands of miles!

Although Yang Yu has the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, he can't use it, but he needs it a little.

As for the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, the little guy can get it himself in the future anyway, so there is no need for Yang Yu to teach it to the little guy himself.

"Monk of Xiaoxitian, it's useless for you to run away. Now we have seen the situation where you killed the golden-winged Dapeng. What if you run away? After you return to Xiaoxitian, you don't need to bear those ancient relics. rage!"

Seeing Yang Yu fleeing, Violent Ape said with a sneer.

Yang Yu's figure stopped, and Kunpeng Baoyi, who was behind him, turned around with Yang Yu's figure directly, and rushed to the direction of Fenbaoya again.

"Huh?" A group of immemorial relics looked on their faces, all of them waiting solemnly.

"What did you just say?" Yang Yu landed on Fen Treasure Cliff and looked at Violent Ape coldly.

"Hmph, I never say it twice, you hear it, you hear it, and if you don't hear it, you don't hear it, but you're causing such a big trouble to Xiao Xitian, really..."

Violent ape's face was cold and he snorted coldly.

"Fuck!"

Yang Yu's face became very ugly, and he rushed directly to the violent ape. The eight caves roared together, and the gray chaotic energy poured into Yang Yu's body, and the surrounding world shook.

"Roar!"

Not to be outdone, Violent Ape rushed directly to Yang Yu, with a thick black light lingering on his fist, and slammed into Yang Yu's face.

"****..."

Yang Yu's mouth was full of swear words, and he directly smashed the violent ape with a punch. Although the violent ape urged the treasure, but under the full force of Yang Yu's attack, he was not an opponent at all, and he was completely crushed!

"Can you fucking talk!"

Yang Yu's face was icy cold, he flapped his Kunpeng's wings to chase the violent ape, and the Kunpeng fist blasted out.

"Bang!" Violent ape blocked Yang Yu with his arms, but he felt that a huge force directly smashed his arm, and his body also directly hit the ground and was embedded in it.

"You fucking said, I'm from Xiaoxitian?"

Yang Yu's face was cold, and he punched Violent Ape's chest directly, breaking several bones again.

"I fucking said, I'm not from Xiaoxitian, I'm a disciple of Butian Pavilion, understand?"

Yang Yu's punches slammed into Violent Ape's body without exception.

"How the hell do you dare to say that I'm from Xiaoxitian, courting death?"

"My Nima is not a monk from Xiaoxitian!"

"I'm a new disciple of Butian Pavilion!"

"Nima! Grass! Your sister's..."

Yang Yu directly punched the head of the violent ape.

"Bang!" The head exploded, like a watermelon burst, and blood red minced meat was everywhere.

"Have you heard? I'm not from Xiaoxitian. The poor monk is the great emperor Amitabha of the Great Leiyin Temple. Now I'm a member of the Butian Pavilion!"

Yang Yu stood up, his body was covered in blood, his fists were blood red, like a demon, a killing god!

"..."

All the ancient relics fought a cold war and were startled by Yang Yu's actions just now. Now they all nodded after hearing Yang Yu's question.

One punch and one punch killed a violent ape, completely crushing it. The violent ape had no power to fight back. In addition to Yang Yu's brutal reputation in the past, all the ancient relics were terrified!

"You are very good, don't eat you!"

Yang Yu nodded, then mentioned Violent Ape, went directly to Xiaobudian and the disciples of Butian Pavilion, threw Violent Ape to them, and said very loudly: "Brother, please accept the gift given to you!"

Xiaobu's face was dark, and none of the other Butiange disciples were good-looking, and Huo Ling'er and Taikoo Relic on the side had extremely strange expressions!

In such a situation, who would bear the blame for Yang Yu eating the immemorial relics?

Butian Pavilion or Xiaoxitian?

All fools know that it is Xiaoxitian, and Yang Yu's behavior just now is to make a difference. The more he says that he is not from Xiaoxitian, the more these ancient relics will think that Yang Yu is from Xiaoxitian!

"Amitabha, the poor monk is gone. I hope all donors will remember that the poor monk is a person from the Heaven-Bending Pavilion. Don't be wrong, otherwise don't blame the poor monk for breaking his precepts!"

Yang Yu sneered, flapped Kunpeng Baoyi's wings and flew into the distance.

It's time to go to the next place, the harvest of Fenbaoya is enough, Yang Yu smiled and flew all the way, leaving behind a group of dark-faced ancient relics.

"Xiao Xitian is finished. Although he has such a genius, he is too cruel. He ate forty or fifty leftovers, and also killed the golden-winged Dapeng and the tyrannical ape. It will be difficult to do in the future!"

Several immemorial relics were discussing, and their faces were cold and strange.

On the other side, Xiao Budian put away the violent ape and kept swallowing, making the immemorial relic beside him look weird.

Yang Yu left Fen Treasure Cliff and headed towards a spot that he had explored in the past few days, where there are many good things!

However, what shocked Yang Yu the most was the wooden knife, which instantly killed a half-blooded Jinpeng, and also made Yang Yu's sword grass technique explode with terrifying power that was several times more terrifying at that moment. It was amazing!

This golden-winged roc is a half-blooded golden roc. It can be hard to regret the existence of pure-blooded creatures. It can be killed instantly, and the original treasure bones are left behind!

Such a situation has to be said to be terrifying!

If Yang Yu encounters the emperor, or the pavilion master of the Butian Pavilion, if he can also use such an attack, wouldn't it be the cave to kill the gods in seconds?