The first cause of all realms

Chapter 82 The background of Tiejianmen
"Little bastard, you dare to insult my master uncle?!"

The people of Tiejianmen were furious, shaking their swords and were about to rush forward, but Yan Jinglue raised his hand to stop them.

The black-haired and white-faced old man pressed his sword with one hand, his eyes were cold:

"Little thing, do you think that with a few hands of martial arts, you can know the heights of the sky and the earth?...Since you don't want the face, don't blame the old man for bullying the small!"

"I heard that you were also a person who went to the battlefield of Liuji Mountain decades ago. How come you are getting old and can't figure it out?"

Flicking the pig-killing knife that was half broken, Yang Jue slowly got up, the blade glowed with a cold light:
"Old man, your face is worthless to me!"

Whether in the previous life or in the present life, there is always no shortage of so-called pastors and veterans in this world, who will tell you condescendingly with the attitude of a thousand sails.

This is not right, that is not good.

For this kind of person, Yang prison's attitude is also very clear.

Old man, you are out of date!

"very good."

Yan Jing smiled angrily:

"Unexpectedly, the old man has only been out of the world for 20 years, and he is so underestimated. Haha, hahaha!"

As soon as the laughter reverberated, it was cut off by a clear and surging sword cry.

hum!
The sword light suddenly rises!

In an instant, a dense cold air rushed towards his face.

Before the sword light arrived, the strong wind and air flow blew out the raging bonfire, and all the thieves and prisoners were blown out by the air flow before they could react.

They could no longer see the figure of the old man, only a ray of sword light flashed at an extremely fast speed.

Ten feet, seems to be only one step!
next moment,
The sound of metal and iron clanging that could pierce eardrums exploded beside the official road.

Zheng!
Swords collided and sparks flew everywhere.

With the sword in front of him, Yang Jue let the light of the sword stab the blade, his body was majestic and motionless, feeling the stinging arm from the pouring inner energy.

Yan Jinglue's swordsmanship, body technique, and internal energy are all seasoned and proficient, but he is too old.

Although the internal qi is much deeper than that of Yuchi Long, but his qi and blood have decayed, and his muscles and bones are loose, which is more limited than the former.

"But so."

Yang Ju sneered, shook his arms and exerted force, and shook the long sword out.

Yan Jinglue swept back a few feet, as if he had been greatly frightened, his white hair was raised back:
"Such a lot of strength?!"

His pupils contracted violently.

After a collision, he finally knew where this little thing, which seemed to have changed blood less than three times, had the confidence to dare to contradict him.

He had only seen such an unconventional terrifying power in one person.

He went to Liuji Mountain to join the army in the name of Tiejianmen, and served under the current Qingzhou General 'Wei Zhengxian'.

That is, he insisted that he was proficient in swordsmanship, and he didn't pay attention to that brat in the slightest.

At that time, he didn't know that although Wei Zhengxian had only just changed his blood, his arms had the mighty power of "four images".

After just one fight, he was blown away, and he lay down on the bed for a full year. Because of this, he became the only person from Tiejianmen who came back from the battlefield of Liuji Mountain alive.

this kid...

"It's me!"

Yang Qiu was naturally keenly aware that his feet were stomping heavily, his spine was shaking, and the butcher's knife was already cutting towards Yan Jinglue with the momentum of splitting the wind.

boom!
The swords collided and made a sound of explosion.

As soon as he made a move, Yang Jue didn't hold back, and at the same time as the knife light swept across, the blood in his body also boiled!

Even though Yan Jinglue was proficient in swordsmanship, he was also forced to keep retreating.

All the people in Tiejianmen changed their faces.

"An dare to deceive me?!"

After taking nine steps back, Yan Jinglue's old face turned red to the extreme.

Finally, after another collision, he endured the force that almost vomited blood, his inner energy was surging, and his blood was bursting out.

"Master Uncle?!"

"Uncle Master!"

The faces of Guan Shanshui and Tie Jianmen all changed drastically.

Yan Jinglue is nearly ninety years old, his muscles and bones are slack, and his blood energy has dropped to a lower level. Once the blood energy is stimulated, it will be really desperate!
"Little bastard, this old man wants you to die!"

Yan Jinglue's face was red, and he stretched his ape's arms while roaring, and there seemed to be the sound of wind and thunder as he danced with his single sword.

At this moment, he has no reservations.

While the muscles and bones were shaking, the blood was surging, and it seemed that the sound of a tiger's howl was coming out of his body.

The blood was surging like a tiger roaring!

call!
With the help of surging blood, Yan Jinglue was even faster, dancing with a large sword light to absorb the wind and thunder, and enveloped the entire Yang prison.

Astonishingly, it is the swordsmanship of the Zhen faction of his Iron Sword Sect, Fenglei Sword!
"The blood is like the roar of a tiger..."

Yang Jue's eyes froze.

The level of blood exchange does not mean absolute strength, however, Ru Niu and Ru Hu are still huge leaps.

Those who are as bloody as a bull will be trampled under the palm of their fists and feet like a galloping bull.

But bloody as a tiger is even better, because of its power and sharpness.

The blood is like a tiger, and between its fingers and palms, there is the ferocity of a vicious tiger pouncing on food, and the tearing edge like fangs and claws.

Using the blood energy like a tiger to activate the sword light is enough to cut through gold and iron!

Although Yu Chilong and Liu Wenpeng have also reached this level, their grasp of blood energy is far inferior to this old guy's sophistication.

Of course the power is stronger.

The power and sharpness are far behind.

At this moment, Yang Jue felt a tingling pain all over his body, the wind and thunder sword did not target any point, but spread all over his body!

There is no escape, no escape.

"But I didn't want to dodge at all!"

Yang Ju's mind was concentrated, feeling the changes in the air flow within three feet of his body.

Since there is no way to avoid it, then don't dodge or avoid it!
"How could that kid be so tyrannical?!"

Shi Yongyan watched anxiously, and finally couldn't hold back any longer. With a little step, he rushed out from the darkness, his long sword trembling, and he was about to use all his strength to cut off the chains on the prison cart.

Save people first!
As soon as a thought flashed through his mind, he heard a tremor like a yellow bell in his ear.

Suddenly look back.

I saw that under the shadow of Master Uncle's sword light, there seemed to be a large amount of sand rising into the sky.

It was as if a giant elephant was stepping down heavily, and it seemed that the whole ground was shaking.

And in the next moment, accompanied by a crescent moon-like sharp edge, the wide broken knife that could hide the face cut through the sword light at an incredible angle.

Without dodging or dodging, he slashed at Yan Jinglue who was rushing towards him!

"not good!"

Yan Jinglue's heart trembled wildly.

There is no subtlety in this knife, it is just the right angle and the absolute explosion of absolute power.

However, it was such a simple knife that gave him an irresistible and terrifying killing intent.

boom!
The sword collided, and there was a huge explosion.

Under the night, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and all the dancing sword flowers collapsed, and the heavy and thick sword was chopped down heavily.

"Uncle Master!!"

"Master Uncle!"

The eyes of the people in Tiejianmen were tearing apart, and amidst the shrill screams, blood sprayed.

The tiger's mouth exploded, and the long sword was released!
Yan Jinglue felt as if he had been guessed by the elephant, and the extremely majestic power was as heavy as it was 50 years ago.

In just an instant, his surging blood and inner energy were blown away.

Then, he fell heavily to the ground!
"stop!"

Seeing Yang Jue smashing Yan Jinglue to the ground with the back of his sword, all the people in Tiejianmen went crazy, howling and waving their swords, they were about to rush over.

when!
And it wasn't until this moment that Shi Yongyan's sword slashed on the chain outside the fine steel prison car.

It's just that without the blessing of inner energy, not only did the chain fail to be cut, but the sword body was also broken.

"When you're old enough to enter the soil, don't learn how to be brave and ruthless like young people."

Glancing at Yan Jinglue, who was on the ground, Yang Qiu shook his head slightly.

Then, swinging the back of the knife, they knocked the people of Tiejianmen who were rushing forward one by one to the ground, with broken tendons and bones, howling and screaming.

Just now, he looked at Shi Yongyan, Guan Shanshui, who were dumbfounded, and the prisoners who seemed to want to slip away before:
"Do you need me to teach you how to do it?"

"Huh? No, no need."

Zhao Jiu and Jiang both woke up like a dream, and trembling all over, they stepped forward to break up the internal energy of the people in Tiejianmen, and stripped them of their nakedness.

"Yang Prison..."

Guan Shanshui groaned, gritted his teeth and glanced at his disciples:

"Yongyan, admit it..."

Shi Yongyan was dumbfounded, he didn't know if he heard it or not, but until Zhao Qi pulled the sword away from his hand and pushed it down, he didn't resist.

It seemed that he couldn't bear the impact in front of him.

"Kill, kill me!"

After a long time, in the crowded prison car, Yan Jinglue just recovered from the heavy blow and roared:

"Little bastard, kill the old man if you have the guts!"

Snapped!
The shouting stopped abruptly.

"shut up!"

Zhao Qi rubbed his wrists, bared his teeth and cursed:

"Master Yang is right, you old bastard, you have a really thick skin!"

There was no chain on him.

Except for Guan Shanshui, Shi Yongyan, and Yan Jinglue who were stuffed in the prison car, the rest of the prisoners were all released from their chains.

All the people in Iron Sword Gate were locked together.

"Colluded with the Liansheng Sect to plot rebellion, robbed the prison car, and wanted to kill officials. With so many crimes added to the body, the net worth of a few of them is not low. Wouldn't it be a pity to just kill them like this?"

Yang prison sat by the campfire and responded lightly.

The six doors are an institution for arresting criminals.

Any murderer is worth a lot of money. Pills, weapons, armor, and even martial arts all require merit.

Catching the murderer is naturally a great feat.

Anyway, this group of people was doomed to die, so he naturally didn't bother to get bloody.

"Yang beheaded, Yang beheaded!"

All the people in Tiejianmen who had been stripped of their clothes were cursing angrily, and then they were beaten violently one by one by the previous criminals.

"Behead..."

The corner of Yang Yue's mouth twitched.

He never thought that he would have such a cruel nickname.

Obviously I am so law-abiding...

Slandering the old men in the rivers and lakes, Yang Qian started to clean up the belongings of the people of Tiejianmen.

It's not as rich as the Lianshengjiao who came back from the rebellion, and the people of the Tiejianmen who even lost their mountain gates are much richer. This is something that has been accumulated over the years.

There are 800 taels of silver tickets, 500 taels of gold tickets, some broken silver, and some inferior martial arts cheats, both internal and external.

Including Yan Jinglue's Fenglei Yijian, which is powerful and close to middle-of-the-road martial arts.

"Such a small sect has so much money."

Putting the things into his arms, Yang Qiu was a little shocked.

Qingzhou is not a rich place, let alone Shunde Mansion. The money these people carry is enough to make it easier for tens of thousands of people in Heishan City to survive the winter.

The bandits and everyone in the inner city are all poor ghosts compared to these sects.

But yes, without this family background, how can you support all the disciples and disciples in the sect who are not doing production?

How dare you donate righteousness and donate money, how can you walk the rivers and lakes?

"Beast, beast!"

The popular eyeballs of the Iron Sword Sect people turned red.

Yang Qiu didn't care about the insults, but told Zhao Qi and Jiang to beat them harder.

Gradually, the day dawned.

Yang Jue got into the carriage with a knife in his hand, asked Zhao Qifen to deliver dry food, and started on his way.

"Yang prison, Yang prison..."

The three generations of Tie Jianmen who were locked in the prison carriage stared at the carriage through gritted teeth.

Zhao Qi originally wanted to give these three people a piece of pancake, but when he saw this scene, he turned his eyes, shared the pancake with Jiang Du, turned around and got into the carriage, waving his whip and started on his way.

In the carriage, Yang Ju, who tapped something again, was very satisfied.

With this wave, he felt that he could eat for many years.

Looking at the red sun jumping up in the sky, I couldn't help thinking.

"Iron Sword Gate, there should be people there, right?"

　I'm busy with my kids going to school today, so I'm a little late, so I'll have a meal and continue typing.

　
(End of this chapter)