The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 43 Going to Huangquan Together
Yang Wenhao and Yilin stepped out of the grass and came to the rocky beach.

At this time, after the performance was over, it was Qu Yang from the Sun Moon God Sect who sat opposite Liu Zhengfeng.

Perhaps it was also because of Qu Yang that Liu Zhengfeng's family was ruined.

"So it's Nephew Yang and Nephew Yilin." After seeing Yang Wenhao, Liu Zhengfeng smiled slightly.

"Uncle Liu." Yilin said.

Yang Wenhao was about to speak, but the voice of the system came from beside his ear.

"Ding triggers the plot task: kill Fei Bin who is chasing after Liu Zhengfeng, the task rewards [-] points, and an additional reward is the Xiaoao Jianghu score."

"Haha." At this time, a man in a red gown came over with a long sword in his hand. He looked at Liu Zhengfeng who was sitting on the ground: "Today next year will be your death day."

Qu Yang looked at Fei Bin with a bad look on his face, obviously he wanted to make a move.

But Liu Zhengfeng held him back.

"This one, you have to forgive others and forgive others, don't you understand?"

The sudden words made Fei Bin slightly taken aback, then he looked over and found two people standing there, one black and the other pink.

Seeing these two people, Fei Bin smiled lightly: "Who am I supposed to be? It turned out to be you. If I guessed correctly, you should be the Yang Wenhao who killed Yu Canghai's disciple. I can't believe that people from the Hengshan School also actually with you."

"Yes, I did not guess wrong." Yang Wenhao nodded slightly. Fei Bin is a member of the Songshan School, and he didn't deliberately hide this kind of thing when he was talking about it, so it's normal to know.

Fei Bin's face turned cold, and he said: "A boy with no family and no affiliation should get out of here quickly, don't think that killing a dude can put on airs in front of me."

Yang Wenhao said lightly: "Really, I really want to ask your Excellency for advice."

"Nephew Yang Xian, don't be impulsive." Liu Zhengfeng wanted to stop Yang Wenhao, but before he finished speaking, Yang Wenhao disappeared in place.

At the moment when he was about to make a move, Yang Wenhao came to Fei Bin in the blink of an eye, and in Fei Bin's shocked expression, Yang Wenhao, who was originally empty-handed, suddenly showed a long sword, A sword cut towards Fei Bin.

"Boom."

With a clear sound of metal colliding, Fei Bin took a few steps back, his footsteps were a little disordered, and he couldn't help but glanced at his chest.

A line had been cut on his chest at this time, and the wound formed a straight line, with blood continuously flowing out, which looked very horrifying.

Fei Bin glared at Yang Wenhao. If it wasn't for his sharp eyesight and quick hands, otherwise, the wound would not be on his chest but on his neck.

Being so ruthless at such a young age, Fei Bin had already determined Yang Wenhao to be killed. The next moment, the sword in his hand turned and attacked Yang Wenhao.

"Don't say you were slandered by me, even if you are not injured, you are not my opponent." Yang Wenhao snorted coldly when he saw this, and his steps began to change unpredictably. The sword in his hand was like a ghost. Fei Bin's heart.

At the beginning, Fei Bin was able to cope with it, but with not only his luck but also the bleeding from the wound, he gradually began to be unable to do what he wanted.

But Fei Bin was very angry, because he almost hurt Yang Wenhao every time, but this point seemed to be a gap that could never be crossed, which made Fei Bin feel his chest explode.

Seeing such a situation, Yilin wanted to go up to help, but was held back by Liu Zhengfeng: "Don't go, you can't help."

"But Brother Yang." Yilin looked anxiously at Yang Wenhao who was fighting Fei Bin.

At this time, Qu Yang said, "Don't you see that this little brother is far stronger than Fei Bin?"

Yilin was puzzled: "But why hasn't the winner been decided after so long?"

"It's normal that you can't see it, and I didn't see it at the beginning." Qu Yang said: "Actually, you can take a closer look. This little brother's moves have become more and more proficient from the beginning to now."

"I understand." Although Yilin couldn't see it at first, but now she understood that Yang Wenhao was using Fei Bin to practice swordsmanship.

In the battle with Fei Bin, Yang Wenhao's swordsmanship proficiency can be said to have improved rapidly.

Gradually, Fei Bin also seemed to see that the kid in front of him was using him as a training partner, and he became even more angry in his heart.

But helplessly, he and Yang Wenhao's strengths are there, and they can't do any harm to Yang Wenhao.

Every move was crushed to death by Yang Wenhao.

"Ding congratulations to the host for improving his proficiency in "Tai Chi Sword Art" to perfection."

And at the same time Yang Wenhao received this information, Fei Bin also missed a move due to lack of strength and injury, and was again drawn by Yang Wenhao with a sword wound.

"Ahem." Fei Bin held his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Yang Wenhao: "What a brat, you actually practice with me alone."

"Oh, you already know." Yang Wenhao seemed surprised.

Seeing Yang Cong like this, Fei Bin spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"If that's the case, then it's over." Yang Wenhao walked towards Fei Bin slowly.

As Yang Wenhao approached step by step, Fei Bin panicked: "We are not enemies, as long as you are willing to let me go, my Songshan faction will definitely not pursue it."

"Pursuant?" Yang Wenhao smiled faintly: "Even if you Songshan faction pursued it, I wish you could do so."

"You!" Fei Bin was about to speak, but found that a sudden long sword pierced his heart.

When Yang Wenhao pulled out his sword, Fei Bin fell to the ground with a bang and became a dead body.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the story mission and getting a reward of two hundred points."

Putting away their swords, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng also walked over.

Liu Zhengfeng's face recovered some color: "Nephew Yang Xian is really young and promising, and Fei Bin from the Songshan School is not the opponent of Xian Nephew Yang. It’s a disaster, let the outside world know that I killed it.”

Yang Wenhao shook his head: "It's okay, this Songshan faction is arrogant and domineering, and it has long been displeasing to the eye."

Just kidding, he is still waiting for the Songshan faction to seek revenge on him. If people outside know that Liu Zhengfeng killed him, then there is nothing wrong with him.

"Since Xian-nephew Yang is so confident, then I won't say anything." Liu Zhengfeng shook his head. Yang Wenhao is very arrogant, he does things in his own way, and he also knows that he can only make friends and not make enemies.

"I admire my little brother's strength. I have something to ask, and I ask you to agree to it."

At this time, Qu Yang came, which aroused Yang Wenhao's interest.

"It's like this. Brother Liu and I are about to go to Huangquan together, so I hope to give this song to someone who is destined."

(End of this chapter)