The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

In the blink of an eye, the blackness disappeared, and the sky became clear again. Not far away, there was lush greenery and blooming flowers.

And where the murderous intent swept across the sky just now, only a solitary long sword fell to the ground, and the slender figure holding the sword suddenly disappeared...

Yan Yang observed for a while, until there was no movement outside, then he slowly emerged from the jade pendant space.

The hideous wounds on his body have basically recovered, but his face is still bloodless, and the white clothes on his body are tattered, full of wounds from the sharp blade.

Yan Yang leaned over to pick up the jade pendant space he had just hidden in, and held it firmly in his hands. On the original emerald green jade pendant, there were a few white sword marks, and even one of the sword marks penetrated deeply into the jade pendant. Touching the jade pendant, it seems that with a little force, the jade pendant will be broken into two in an instant.

The fingers holding the jade pendant gradually became stronger and stronger, and the fingertips were abnormally white, Yan Yang gritted his teeth, intense anger and resentment flashed in his eyes.

He raised his neck slightly, staring fiercely at the crack that appeared in the sky just now, his eyes were cold and full of disdain,

"Yue Yuzhi, Yue Yuzhi, even if you survived by chance, so what?"

The corners of Yan Yang's lips curled into a strange arc, and the corners of his eyes were tainted with a trace of unruliness. He slowly raised his steps, and wiped the sweat from his forehead casually with his fingers, so arrogant that he almost didn't pay attention to the world.

"It's a pity... You, the No.1 in the Cangxuan Continent, will sacrifice for me after all, and you will be slapped in the face by me."

"Cracks in time and space... it's not a joke, Yue Yuzhi, if you want to blame it, it's your bad luck, who told you... I'm the protagonist of this world!"

His white clothes were torn, and he looked like a beggar. However, the young man's back was straight, and he couldn't see the embarrassment of being beaten up just now.

Yan Yang slowly picked up the long sword left by Yun Lihan, and smiled ironically, "There is no need for this sword to exist..."

As soon as the words fell, spiritual power shot out from Yanyang's fingertips.

"呲——" After a harsh metal collision sound, a trace of anger appeared on Yan Yang's face. The long sword he held in his hand, except that it became a little cleaner, had no loss at all.

The smile in the corner of Yanyang's eyes froze on his face, he threw the long sword out suddenly, "It's just a broken sword, your master is dead, why are you still so arrogant!"

After a while, the long sword plunged into the ground. Yan Yangfei stepped forward and stepped on the hilt of the sword, his eyes were filled with gloom, "I will take you back now, as my trophy!"

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Cangqiong faction, Tianhua Peak, the edge of the cliff.

Yan Shuo closed his muddy eyes, quietly listening to the howling cold wind around him, and a pitch-black relic twirled crazily in his old bark-like fingers.

Suddenly, the drooping eyelids opened instantly, Yan Shuo's whole body tightened, and a smile appeared in the cloudy eyes.

He knew that he would not make a mistake in his calculation, he would definitely not make a mistake in his calculation.

Yan Shuo slightly tilted his head, looked at the cloud-wreathed legend on the left, and said slowly, "Come out, since you've already come, why do you need to hide?"

After a while, there was a rustling sound, and a young man in white clothes came out from the woods, it was Yan Yang.

Yan Yang glared almost round and round, and the raging anger almost burned out, "Why do you want Yue Yuzhi to take me away?"

Yan Yang almost rushed in front of Yan Shuo, he stared into Yan Shuo's eyes, "Do you know that I almost died?!"

Faced with Yan Yang's questioning, Yan Shuo laughed softly, "Yang'er, you are still too young."

Yan Yang paused his fingers, but immediately, the hand holding Yan Shuo's collar began to tighten again, "Are you still laughing? What are you laughing at? Are you happy when I die?!"

Yan Shuo's eyes remained unchanged, he gently patted Yan Yang's arm, "Don't worry, Yang'er, grandfather, there is a reason for doing this."

Yan Yang calmed down a little bit, but still looked at Yan Shuo coldly, as if I just watched how you acted.

Yan Shuo sighed slightly, with the palm of his right hand facing up, a jet-black relic was twirling in his palm, "Look, Yang'er."

Yan Yang looked down, and there was a faint golden light around the pitch-black relic, which looked a bit chaotic. However, if you look carefully, you can find that the golden light is not scattered indiscriminately.

Instead, it is composed of extremely fine lines that converge around the relics, forming a formation pattern, and there seems to be something mysterious and mysterious in the pattern, no matter how Yan Yang thinks about it. After all, I couldn't think of anything.

Doubt flashed across Yan Yang's eyes, "This?"

Yan Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a hint of cunning, "This is the Buddha's relic."

Yan Yang was puzzled, "Buddha?"

Yan Shuo let out a long sigh, "That's right, Buddha, I'm afraid you guys have never heard of it."

Yan Shuo glanced at Yanyang, and then talked.

But it is said that 7 years ago, the ladder of heaven had not been cut off. At that time, in the Cangxuan Continent, Nascent Souls were walking everywhere, and there were as many golden pills as dogs.

What natural sword bones, innate spiritual roots, extremely yang body, extremely yin body, born Buddha, etc. are innately good roots suitable for cultivation, and there are too many.

In the Cangxuan Continent at that time, besides monks, there was another race of demons and monsters, and that was the Buddha.

The Buddha was born with compassion, and they are in charge of all life in the Cangxuan Continent. Under the care of the Buddha, the three races of humans, monsters and demons can live in harmony.

However, 7 years ago, when the little princess of the Demon Race went out to practice, she fell in love with a Buddha. The Buddha was ruthless by nature, but he took the initiative for the little princess.

The Buddha resented the demons for producing a witch, and the demons blamed the Buddha for his hypocrisy. The human race and the demons waited for the opportunity to move, and they were under the pressure of the Buddha for a long time. The other three races had long disliked the Buddha.

All of a sudden, the Cangxuan Continent was turbulent, and the four races fought fiercely.

In the end, the Buddha family was destroyed, and the Buddha, who was tempted by the little princess of the demon clan and moved the mortal heart, exhausted all his spiritual power, and borrowed the eighteen relics of the Buddha, abruptly interrupting the ladder leading to the upper realm.

Yan Yang's eyes flickered, and thoughts surged in his heart, "Is this one of the eighteen relics?"

Yan Shuo nodded, "That's right, and this relic can use the Buddha's technique to calculate the past and future."

Yan Yang's mind brightened, "So grandfather calculated something?"

Yan Shuo stared at him, "Yes, that's why I didn't try my best to save you, and now, I calculated that Yue Yuzhi is still alive."

"Impossible!" Yan Yang retorted without thinking, "I saw him swallowed by the crack of time and space with my own eyes, how could he still be alive."

Yan Shuo patted Yan Yang's shoulder lightly, "But back then, you also watched him being smashed to pieces and the sword bones dug out, didn't you?"

Yan Yang's breath stagnates, he is extremely puzzled, obviously he is the protagonist, why is Yue Yuzhi like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death, and his vitality is so tenacious.

"Grandfather, we have to find a way to prevent Yue Yuzhi from coming back alive."

Yan Shuo smiled softly, "Of course."

Yan Yang looked at the relics in Yan Shuo's hands with some fanaticism, "Grandfather, how do you know what happened 7 years ago?"

Yan Shuo's eyes that had been smiling instantly retracted, and a bloody color appeared in his mind. It was the plains and hills that turned into red land for thousands of miles. It was the blood flowing from the bodies of the four clans, converging into rivers, and it was the fallen corpses all over the mountains and plains. , that is the extremely strong smell of blood, soaring into the sky.

Yan Shuo's old bark-like fingers were firmly pinched together, and his eyes were stained with a touch of fear. Even after 7 years had passed, the deep-seated fear was still imprinted in his mind.

Yan Shuo sighed deeply, "You are still young, there are some things that are inconvenient for you to know."

Seeing that Yan Shuo seemed really unwilling to mention it, Yan Yang changed the subject, "Then...can grandfather tell me how this relic came from? Maybe...does grandfather have any more?"

Yan Shuo subconsciously closed his eyes, the soaring fire light with crackling sound continuously stimulated his eardrums, his heart was beating suddenly, as if it was about to rush out of his chest.

Those desperate eyes seemed to be still staring at him, Yan Shuo's teeth were clenched, it was not his fault, it was all their own fault, a dilapidated sect with no more than 20 people actually collected relics This kind of baby.

Killing people to get more goods, people who are not as skilled as others will die. This has been the case since ancient times. For his own purpose, he can do whatever it takes. There are only twenty or so innocent people, so what's the point of adding a few more lives.

Yan Shuo kept cheering himself up in his heart. He has lived for more than 7 years and killed as many people as crucian carp crossing the river. Why should he care about the lives of these twenty people.

But why, when Yan Yang suddenly mentioned something that he had almost forgotten after 20 years, he felt impetuous, as if there was an invisible knife hanging above his head, which could be dropped at any time Falling down and cutting off his own neck...

Yan Shuo withdrew his hand abruptly, put the relic into his personal Qiankun bag, and looked back at Yan Yang with a murderous look in his eyes, "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Yan Yang's heart was always higher than the sky, and he didn't know how to read words and expressions. He didn't notice the flash of killing intent in Yan Shuo's eyes. Instead, he came to Yan Shuo's side with great interest, "Grandfather, if it's inconvenient, I won't ask." , do you think you can help me figure out my future?"

Yan Shuo looked at him coldly, "Do you think that using relics to calculate the future doesn't cost you anything?"

"This..." Yan Yang choked on these words, his lips twitched for a long time, but he couldn't say anything to change Yan Shuo's mind.

Yan Shuo smiled lightly, "Yang'er, don't worry, Grandpa won't let you get into trouble so easily."

If I die, it must be after I have achieved my goal, Yan Shuo secretly added in his heart.

Yan Yang rolled his eyes, "Thank you grandfather, that month is like..."

Yan Shuo waved his hand and approached Yan Yang, "You are like this..."

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A few days later, a shocking news swept across the entire Cangxuan Continent, causing the three races of humans, monsters and demons to discuss:

——Today's No. 1 Yue Yuzhi in the world of self-cultivation said that if he fell into a demon, all three races would have to kill him completely, destroy his spirit, and definitely not leave him a chance to survive!