Harvesting Yin

Yuan Kui's pupils shrank, and he stared at the scorching sun in Yang Que's hand for a few times, his expression suddenly became dignified.

Lin Shaoqun and those two subordinates were ignorant, but he was different. After all, he was also a monk who had lived for hundreds of years, so he was extremely sensitive to the dangerous aura emanating from the scimitar.

Ever since he became a monk in the late stage of Yuanshen Realm, he has rarely seen magic weapons that can directly make his heart palpitate. Now when Fang saw the scimitar in Yang Que's hand, his eyelids began to twitch.

"This scimitar is very dangerous!"

Now he finally understands that the young man in front of him does have the capital of arrogance.

But his Yuan family is not easy to provoke, especially when dealing with an outsider who has no foundation here, let alone this young man's cultivation is not too high.

"Boy, are you sure you want to do it?"

He squinted at Yang Que with a calm expression and a sneer in his eyes.

With a whoosh, the five yellow-robed monks sacrificed their spirit swords at the same time, surrounded Yang Que with stern faces, and waited for Yuan Kui's order.

Yang Que turned a blind eye, looked at him indifferently and said, "Are you sure you want to help the Lin family get ahead?"

Yuan Kui's eyes flickered, he looked at him for a while, and said: "I promised Lin Chaoyang that I would take his son's things back. Since there are no more things, then boy, you can come with me. Maybe the things on your body are gone. , you can lend it to his son."

"What if I say, I don't want to?" Yang Que looked at him with interest and said.

"Not willing?" Yuan Kui snorted coldly, and glanced at the five monks around him.He said: "I see, the five of them are all monks in the middle stage of Yuan Jiayuan's spiritual realm, no matter how powerful you are, you won't get any advantage today, hmph, if you don't want to, then you are likely to die now!"

"laugh--"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Que lifted the scorching sun in his hand, and stroked lightly around his body, forming a circle formed by golden silk thread.Like ripples, with Yang Que as the center, they quickly rippled towards the surroundings.

Seemingly slow.Actually lightning fast!

Before the five yellow-robed monks had time to react, a bloody arrow suddenly shot out from their necks, and with a "poof", the five heads tilted at the same time.Roll to the ground!

Five headless corpses.Holding the spirit sword, he still stood quietly on the spot, with blood spurting from the broken neck, which was three feet high!

The scene is extremely weird!

Not only Yuan Kui, but also Zhu Yao and Qin Ke'er were caught by the scene in front of them.His face turned pale with fright, and his body trembled suddenly.

None of them thought of it.Yang Que would strike suddenly, without giving the opponent any chance to resist, and beheaded five monks with one blow, and they were all monks in the middle stage of Yuanshen Realm.

In other words, the five opponents didn't have any chance to resist at all. In front of Yang Que, these normally awesome characters were so vulnerable!

Shocked!Absolute shock!

Yuan Kui stared blankly at the young man in front of him and the scimitar in his hand, his legs gave way and he almost fell to his knees.

"Bang!" The five headless corpses fell to the ground one after another until this moment, and the five heads all stared round, their eyes filled with extreme panic and unwillingness. When the heads flew away from the body, they And a momentary awareness of fear.

But this moment is not enough for them to express all the emotions in their hearts one by one.

In the courtyard, there was a dead silence.

When Yang Que looked at Yuan Kui with the scorching sun in his hand and looked at Yuan Kui with cold eyes, Yuan Kui, whose mind was blank, finally woke up.

"This... Fellow Daoist, in fact, I... I came to help the Lin family get things. Since the things are gone, I will leave now. Everyone, I am very sorry for the interruption this time."

After a long silence, Yuan Kui finally squeezed out a smile on his pale face. He cupped his hands at Yang Que, turned around, and pretended to leave as if nothing had happened.

"Old guy, stop!" The pig demon changed into a human form, snorted coldly, and said, "Did my son tell you to go?"

When Yuan Kui heard this, his legs trembled a little. He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, turned to look at Yang Que, and said cautiously: "Fellow Daoist, look, it's getting late, and my 100-year-old mother is still waiting at home." Watch me eat, if I don't go back..."

"Pfft——" Qin Ke'er covered her mouth after hearing what he said, and almost laughed out loud.

The pig demon looked at him triumphantly, and said with a sneer: "Old guy, you were still sneering in front of my young master just now, why, are you getting scared now?"

Yuan Kui said with a mournful face, "I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

"Hmph!" The pig demon snorted coldly, trying to make things difficult for him, but Yang Que waved his hand and said, "Forget it, old pig, let him go. Since he has bowed his head, we don't need to push him too far."

"However..." At this point, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "If there is a next time, I will definitely not forgive you lightly!"

"No, no, there will never be a next time." Yuan Kui hurriedly said with a tremor in his heart.

The pig demon swaggered out of the way and said, "That's the best."

Yuan Kui thanked him and didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and left in a hurry without even looking at the five subordinates whose heads were in different places on the ground.

When he walked out of the mansion, he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. His tense nerves finally relaxed.

"I don't think I should get involved in this matter anymore. That kid's strength is simply unfathomable, and he might even be able to kill me instantly." Thinking of the scene just now, his back felt cold, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

Those five monks in the middle stage of Yuanshen Realm are all the proud children of his Yuan family. They are amazingly talented and powerful. The five of them work together, and even he is no match for him. However, in front of Yang Que just now, they have no strength to fight back. , People only used one knife, and the five people were decapitated in the blink of an eye.

It can be seen from this that Yang Que's strength is definitely not something he can provoke.

He glanced sadly at the mansion behind him, thinking about the accusations of his clansmen after returning home, and he immediately regretted it in his heart.

It is very likely that the Yuan family was squeezed out by other forces and declined because of the loss of five powerful monks.

"I, he. Damn, what an idiot, a big idiot! Why did I come to participate in this incident! There are five key disciples of the Yuan family!"

He walked down the street in grief, with annoyance and remorse on his face, wishing he could slap himself a few times.

"Yuan...Senior Yuan, what's the matter? Why did you come out alone, where are the five fellow Taoists?" At this moment, the long-faced cultivator came out cautiously from a corner, his face full of tears. asked nervously.

"Dead, all dead, we can't afford to offend that boy..." Yuan Kui murmured in a trance with sad self-blame in his heart.

"Ah, they're all dead?" The long-faced cultivator trembled when he heard this, and almost sat down on the ground in fright.

He turned his head, glanced at the mansion not far away with a pale face, and said in his heart that he was lucky: Fortunately, I didn't lose face just now, otherwise, now, I must be like them, and I will die...

... (To be continued..)