I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 263 The poor are taken for granted and the rich are at a loss

Covered in black and white precious light, Yu Yangzi stood like a big sparkling light bulb in the sky, about to kill all these ungrateful Ghost King Sect disciples.

"Yuyangzi has made great progress."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yuyangzi in mid-air and sighed, "This is better than Tianchengzi."

"Well, the only difference between Qiu Wangyu and Qiu Wangyu 300 years ago is in terms of methods and magic weapons. He is already at a higher level."

Yang Gui also nodded. Yuyangzi's talent and character were not bad, otherwise, in the original story, he would not be the leader of the Demon Sect's attack on the Qingyun Sect.

Although the Poison God and the Ghost King obviously want to push Yuyangzi out as a target, if Yuyangzi's own strength is too low, let alone not being able to convince the public, even he will murmur in his heart.

In the original work, the intact Yuyangzi's strength is comparable to that of the Poison God and the Ghost King.

But we must consider that it is the Changsheng Hall where Qiu Wangyu and Duan Hou died one after another. Even the Yin-Yang Mirror, the family heirloom of the Changsheng Hall, has to be retrieved by the God of Poison.

Yuyangzi is a junior, supporting the Changsheng Hall alone. Without a master, no elders, and no heavenly book, he can still reach the point of becoming the strongest leader of the Demon Sect.

But this life is different. Although Yu Yangzi has lost his master and his elders, he can spend money to attend Wudang training classes.

If nothing else, Qiu Wangyu is the principal of the training class.

Moreover, when Yuyangzi participated in the Wudang Mountain training camp, he achieved outstanding results and even won the top four in the Qingyun Sect Seven Meridians Competition.

300 years later, he has the strength of a first-year college student, which is normal.In terms of cultivation, he is already on the same level as Qiu Wangyu when he was the leader of the Demon Cult 300 years ago.

However, Qiu Wangyu practiced the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" and the magic weapon in his hand was the Heavenly Demon Flag, which was incomparable to the Changshengtang's techniques and the Yin-Yang Mirror.

But just because he couldn't beat Qiu Wangyu back then, it didn't mean that the Ghost King Sect could stop him.

In the main story, even if tens of thousands of people attack this ghost king, they will still be injured by Zhang Xiaofan's peak cultivation level, let alone these disciples. This cannot be resisted by a strong vigilance.

Under the bombardment of the black and white light beams, the blood-red barrier failed to withstand a few blows and was broken like a thin film.

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound of explosion, all the Ghost King Sect disciples were thrown away one after another, blood spurting out from their mouths.

"King of Ghosts, you have such a big air."

Yuyangzi stood in mid-air, and his sound was like a loud bell, which shook the entire Huqi Mountain.

"Brother Yuyang, why did you beat up everyone in my Ghost King Sect as soon as you came here? They are all members of the Holy Cult. This is not authentic."

It seemed as if a dark cloud flew out and gradually condensed into a human figure.

300 years later, when thousands of people go there, he already looks like a middle-aged scribe with thin eyebrows and a square face, elegant and indifferent.

There was no pyrotechnics aura on his body, only a purple jade pendant around his waist, emitting a faint mist, showing the fact that he could fly only by relying on a magic weapon.

"Hmph, I'm here at the Ghost King Sect. You blind bugs dare to block my way. Shouldn't you be killed?"

Yuyangzi said coldly: "For the sake of these two people, I asked first and then held back. As a result, you Ghost King Sect disciples are still ungrateful, so I spared their lives. Based on this alone, you should Thank you very much to both seniors."

Thousands of people were startled at first. Now it is no longer 300 years ago. Who can call Yu Yangzi a senior?Could it be that the Poison God and Fairy Yuehua are here?
Then he saw two bored people sitting under the shade of a tree not far away, drinking tea.

The entrance to the Ghost King Sect was in ruins as if it had been hit by an earthquake. Bloodstains, rubble, magic weapons, and broken clothes were scattered all over the floor. There were also constant moaning sounds. The scene was extremely tragic.

However, these two people seemed not to be in the same world as these people at all, and they still drank tea indifferently.

"Whoops!"

With an exclamation, when Yu Yangzi looked again, tens of thousands of people had already gathered and knelt in the shade of the tree.

"Xiao Wan has met these two seniors. They haven't seen each other for a long time, but they still have the same style!"

Yuyangzi was speechless for a long time, and then he gave everyone a thumbs up.

When it comes to licking, it has to be you.

"Get up, get up, don't kneel down, it's shameful."

After Yang Gui finished speaking, he didn't even see any movement. His body stood up naturally.

Thousands of people could not help but feel their hearts pounding, and they tried their best to suppress the fear of turning around and running away, so that they could barely stand still.

He originally thought that over the past 300 years, he had practiced diligently and reached a point where he had not even touched his own master. He was as good as the leader of the cult 300 years ago.

Unexpectedly, this Turtle Immortal was still so unfathomable.

He managed to stand up without any movement. The key was that it felt natural, as if he was about to stand up, rather than being forced to stand up involuntarily by some force beyond his control.

This made thousands of people feel frightened and happy again.

Fortunately, I still respect these two people, otherwise I don't know what would happen.

"Tsk, tsk, Ghost King, I said you knelt down very quickly." Yuyangzi also fell next to him and said in a sinister tone.

"Of course, I, Xiao Wan, admire the two seniors from the bottom of my heart. It comes from the bottom of my heart. I can't help but want to kneel down. If you are not sincere, it won't work."

Yu Yangzi's face turned green after what thousands of people had said. Who are you to ignore this?

Does the Ghost King Sect still teach tea art?
"Well, Xiao Wan's cultivation has improved."

Zhang Sanfeng took a look and said, "With the strength of a freshman, I don't think Tian Chengzi can beat you."

"I would also like to thank Wudang for his teachings."

Ten thousand people finally came to their senses. It was natural that these two were better than him. He was able to break through to this level thanks to Wudang's tutoring class.

"But you have a poor temperament. Don't use your brain only for calculations. Just like your master, if you encounter Zhu Xian, you will be dead with just one sword. What's the point of making calculations?"

Zhang Sanfeng patted Yu Yangzi on the shoulder, "Look at Yu Yangzi, he is better than you now."

"Hehe, hehe, Mr. Zhang is so complimentary, I just worked a little harder."

Feeling Zhang Sanfeng's praise, Yuyangzi's nose almost burst out of joy. The corners of her mouth turned down desperately, trying to be reserved, but she still couldn't help laughing wildly, like Wang Yousheng during a military parade.

"Yes."

Yang Gui took over, "Yuyangzi is a good boy. Both the leader and the hall leader died when he was young, and the family has no choice but to succeed. Look at you again, what can you do after you return to the Ghost King Sect?"

Yang Gui turned his face and pointed at thousands of people: "In addition to inheriting the Fulong Cauldron from your Ghost King Sect, Mr. Ghost that your master deceived, the Four Holy Envoys and the "Book of Heaven" from the Wilderness Temple, you said you also inherited What? Are you~ still~ a~ something~?"

"Yes, yes, everything you said is correct, everything is correct." Wan Wan lowered his head and nodded to admit his mistake.

"Mr. Yang, why don't you stop talking." Yu Yangzi's lips really turned down this time, "I want to cry."

Indeed, it is really difficult for a man of ten thousand people to have so many resources and so many choices, so that he can just keep his head down and practice.

And similarly, after receiving training from the Wudang tutoring class, even though Wanren Chang has taken one step further than the Ghost King in the original work, he is still not as good as Yu Yangzi.

However, his confidence was never here, but in the Fulong Cauldron. "Two seniors, please come in first, please come in."

Wan Wan ordered his subordinates to gather up the mess, and then accompanied Yang Gui and the other two people in. "I'm really sorry. We just experienced big changes a few years ago. I..."

"Ouch."

Just as they were walking around the corner, they were bumped into by figures that suddenly emerged one after another.

Looking carefully, she turned out to be a beautiful girl, dressed in aqua clothes with a small white flower on her temples. Even in the darkness of Huqi Mountain Cave, her stunning beauty could not be concealed.

"metropolitan."

The girl casually cupped her hands and turned to leave.

"Yao'er, come here and see these two real people." Thousands of people called out.

"Real person? What real person?" The girl in green turned around and stared at Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng for a while, her expression changed drastically, "You are righteous dog thieves!"

Her voice almost frightened thousands of people to death. She used an unprecedented tone, as if she had been screaming like a chicken: "Don't be impudent! Make amends to these two real people!"

"Apologise, what are you apologizing for? Have the people of the righteous path ever apologized to us?" The girl in green said loudly: "If you still think that you are the master of the Ghost King, you should kill these two thieves!"

"Snapped!"

Thousands of people rounded their arms and slapped him across the face. They had never used such force to seize the White Tiger Talisman.The girl who was fanning turned around four or five times, and this time she reluctantly stopped. Her beautiful little face was swollen like a pig's head, and was completely black and blue.

However, he didn't care to look at it at all. He turned around and knelt on the ground with a bang, "You two gentlemen, please forgive me. This is my daughter. She is not mentally normal. You two gentlemen must not argue with little girls."

"What are you doing?" Yang Gui was startled by the way tens of thousands of people were shouting at him, "You have something to say, why are you making such a big fuss? Is this your daughter?"

"Yes, this little girl Baguio." Ten thousand people replied respectfully.

Baguio had just slapped thousands of people into confusion, but now he came back to his senses, with tears flowing out of his eyes.

It should also be said that he is a child of the devil's sect, which is completely different from the old woman in idol dramas who covers her face after being slapped and asks "how dare you hit me" in shock.

Baguio stood up, small white flowers flying from her temples, and roared: "Okay, the majestic King of Ghosts, has he knelt down and become a dog for the righteous thieves? Come on, people, the King of Ghosts has apostatized, please give him up together." I’ll take it!”

Baguio's voice was indeed loud enough, but it was a pity that Ghost King Zong Shao said that most of the people had been injured by Yu Yangzi just now.

A flaming red flame with black edges came quickly, fell next to Baguio, and supported her. The fire light dissipated, revealing a figure with a fiery figure, his whole body covered in black gauze.

"Baguio, are you having trouble with your father again?"

"Aunt You, wuwuwu, my father has apostatized, and he wants to kill me." Baguio cried while lying in the woman's broad mind.

"Lao Wan, what are you doing? You..." Aunt You started complaining, but was interrupted by Wan Wan.

"Who do you think this is?"

"Oh, ah?" Aunt You exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, Suzaku." Yang Gui waved to her, "I didn't go to the Wilderness Temple to find you, but you ended up coming with Xiao Wan too."

"Ah, yes, yes..." This woman is one of the four holy envoys of the Demon Sect's Savage Temple, Suzaku.

Time has not let her go. Although she still looks beautiful, she is no longer the girl she was back then.

"That's right, wasn't the leader already..." Wan Wancheng rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Later, I invited these four people to come to us."

"Then you are quite capable. If you want to be a leader, tell me and I will ask Principal Qiu to support you." Yang Gui nodded.

"Really?" Ten Thousand People's eyes sparkled, wishing to give Yang Gui another kiss, "Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

"Thousands of people are going there, but you just want to be your leader, and you won't hesitate to collude with the righteous thieves for the sake of power, right?"

Baguio shouted angrily: "Let me ask you, do you still remember my mother and the word "little idiot" in your heart?

"I'll kill you, you traitor!"

Thousands of people almost went crazy with anger. They raised their hands in the air, and the purple jade pendant around their waists shone brightly. Instead of emitting the auspicious purple energy, it was filled with black energy.

"Aunt You, look at this man. Not only did he forget my mother, he also wanted to kill me." Baguio looked at Suzaku and cried, "You have to make the decision for me."

"It's really not possible this time." Suzaku waved his hand, "Your father is trying to save you, silly boy."

"Let's stop the family ethics drama for now." Yang Gui was not happy to watch the eight o'clock show. "Suzaku, take the child out quickly, or I will take action."

"Absolutely not!"

Wanwan Xiang and Suzaku were so frightened that they almost jumped up. Suzaku held Baguio in his arms and flew out with a sudden burst of fire.

When Wanwan went to see the two missing, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Seniors, what a joke."

"You're welcome." Yang Gui said matter-of-factly: "The office location is combined with the home. This kind of problem will occur in this kind of family workshop style work. I advise you to change the system."

Zhang Sanfeng asked gently: "I didn't tell you when we got married. Where is my wife? Call her and I'll give you a meeting gift."

Understand, this old man likes to see his juniors get married and have children.

"I can't come."

Wanwan sighed and took Yang Gui and the others to the main hall to sit down. He shook his head and said:

"Nine years ago, I took my disciples out to do some business. A three-tailed demon fox showed up outside. Those dogs from Fenxiang Valley invited Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple to work together to eliminate the demon. They searched all over the world, and those bald donkeys from Tianyin Temple were there. Found Huqi Mountain."

"Oh."

Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng nodded in unison.

Tianyin Temple has already announced what happened next, destroying all the fox demons in Huqi Mountain and returning with a great victory.

Speaking of this, Yang Gui also remembered that the nine-tailed sky fox Xiaobai who was imprisoned in Fenxiang Valley seemed to be Baguio's aunt.

When I was reading the book, Xiaobai once showed signs of becoming the heroine, which made Yang Gui feel extremely guilty.

"Is the body still there?" Yang Gui asked smoothly. He was Zhang Xiaofan's grand uncle. It was reasonable to save Zhang Xiaofan's mother-in-law.

"Cremated."

Wanwan Qing's eyes were a little red, but there was a fierce light in his eyes, "When I came, there was only half a skeleton and a little bit of rotten flesh left. That traitor, that traitor..."

Halfway through what Wan Wan was saying, he closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

"My condolences." Not even Yang Gui could do anything about the cremated corpse.

Outside Huqi Mountain.

Baguio looked at Suzaku angrily, "Aunt You, why are you so respectful to these two thieves? Let's kill them together and avenge my mother! Even if we can't fight, let's just die together. How can you... with him... …I’m just like my father, and yet I’m afraid of them?”

(End of this chapter)