At the beginning, the system was competing to bind, and I became invincible

Seeing that Lin Yang seemed to be in deep thought, everyone quieted down and did not disturb him. "Don't worry! He's fine, I'll bring him back!" Lin Yang regained his composure and said to the elder. The elder didn't know that Lin Yang had seen Lin Cheng's current situation, and thought that Lin Yang was comforting him. He nodded solemnly. Lin Yang continued, "You stay here to stabilize the situation of the dynasty. From now on, the Wu Dynasty will be renamed the Lin Dynasty!" "Yes! Young Master!" "Yes! Patriarch!" Everyone answered and looked up again. "Huh? Where's the Patriarch?" The throne was empty, and only Su Zuiyue, who looked lost, stood on it. "Young Master has probably gone to Cangmang Holy Sect!"

Su Xiong's eyes showed a complex expression. He was wondering whether Lin Yang was stronger or Cangmang Holy Sect was stronger.

If Cangmang Holy Sect was easily taken down by Lin Yang, he would never have any resentment for submitting to Lin Yang in the future.

"Ah?"

The Lin family members, including the elders, looked at each other in bewilderment.

The head of the family just went out for a trip. How could he become so unfathomable when he came back...

Cangmang Holy Sect,

Youyun Peak.

This is one of the nine peaks of Cangmang Holy Sect. The peak master is Luo Gaoyang, who specializes in formations and is a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator.

On a square under Youyun Peak, there are hundreds of figures.

Some are watching, while others are practicing sword formations on the field.

"As expected of the master's disciple, Junior Brother Wu's talent is so terrifying!"

"That's right, the brothers and sisters who practiced with him were senior brothers and sisters who had learned sword formations for many years, but Junior Brother Wu's proficiency is actually catching up with most of them!"

Listening to someone praising Wu Gong, Liu Yan'er, who was also watching, had a hint of pride on her face.

It was as if she was the one being praised.

She couldn't help but feel fortunate for her choice.

She chased Lin Yang because he was the best person she could get in touch with.

But one day, the prince of the dynasty actually took the initiative to talk to her. Compared with the three major families, the dynasty was much more powerful.

So she decisively chose to give up Lin Yang and turn to Wu Gong.

Afterwards, Wu Gong suddenly burst out with talent and entered the golden elixir realm. Wu Bucheng was overjoyed.

She found a way to get in touch with the people of Cangmang Shengzong and wanted to send Wu Gong to Cangmang Shengzong.

The 22-year-old Jindan directly alarmed the leader of the Holy Sect, Ye Liang, who accepted Wu Gong as his personal disciple.

Wu Gong did not forget Liu Yan'er, and recommended her to Ye Liang, asking for the status of an inner disciple.

Although Liu Yan'er's strength was not up to par, Ye Liang attached great importance to Wu Gong's talent.

So he just let him do this little thing.

You know, it takes about 60 years for a cultivator with average talent to break through the Jindan.

Su Zuiyue, who was 40 years old and had a Jindan, was already a genius.

The 22-year-old Jindan had great potential!

So Liu Yan'er got the status of an inner disciple of the Cangmang Holy Sect.

After that, she was full of thoughts about pleasing Wu Gong.

She was even afraid that Wu Gong would mind what happened between her and Lin Yang before.

She directly paid money to ask Huangquan Temple to assassinate Lin Yang.

At this time, being in the transcendent Cangmang Holy Sect, looking at Wu Gong, who was admired here, Liu Yan'er couldn't help but feel a little flattered.

Thinking of the time when she had spent a lot of effort on Lin Yang, she felt very regretful.

She hoped that the assassins of Huangquan Temple would torture him first and then kill him to relieve some of her hatred.

When she was thinking about Lin Yang's miserable death, Liu Yan'er suddenly felt a gaze from the left looking at her.

Thinking that it might be her beauty that attracted the attention of the disciples of Cangmang Saint Sect, she felt a little dissatisfied.

She was a martial artist, who dared to stare at her so blatantly?

Liu Yan'er turned her head and wanted to warn him to prove her loyalty to martial arts.

As soon as she turned her head, a familiar face was looking at her with a smile.

"Lin, Lin Yang!"

Liu Yan'er couldn't help but screamed.

The people around her were startled, glared at her and continued to pay attention to the sword formation practice.

Liu Yan'er noticed her loss of composure and frowned.

What's wrong with the people of Huangquan Temple?

Why is Lin Yang not dead yet!

Although Liu Yan'er was a little surprised that Lin Yang was still alive.

But she wanted to know more about how Lin Yang appeared here.

This was a forbidden area for outer disciples and menial disciples within the Cangmang Holy Sect. Even ordinary inner disciples were not allowed to enter.

Not to mention Lin Yang, an outsider.

Liu Yan'er took a few steps forward,

"Lin Yang! How did you sneak into Cangmang Saint Sect? I told you that we have nothing to do with each other in the future, why are you still a ghost...Puff!"

Lin Yang smiled, and a long sword that he took out from his hand pierced through Liu Yan'er's body,

"Stop talking nonsense. I did come to find you, but I just want to send you to reunite with your family!"

"You...what do you mean..."

Liu Yan'er looked painful, blood gushed out of her mouth, and her eyes were full of fear and disbelief.

She felt her life disappearing!

Why? Her beautiful life has just begun...

With unwilling anger, Liu Yan'er's eyes were about to close,

"Eh? Don't die yet! It's not too late to leave after watching the show!"

Lin Yang saw that Liu Yan'er was about to die, and a pill with a strong breath of life bounced into Liu Yan'er's mouth.

Liu Yan'er instantly felt like she was alive again, but she was still lifeless as if she would die at any time.

Lin Yang pulled out his sword, and Liu Yan'er fell to the ground, glaring at Lin Yang.

"Oh my! Junior Sister Liu!"

"Who are you?"

"Hurry up! Junior Sister Liu was stabbed!"

The disciples of the Cangmang Holy Sect, who had been watching the sword formation in the field, only discovered what was happening here at this time and shouted hurriedly.

Everyone drew their weapons and pointed at Lin Yang.

"You are not from my Holy Sect! Why are you so cruel to come to my sect to kill people?"

The disciples could not see through Lin Yang, and they only took a defensive posture for a while, not daring to act rashly.

Lin Yang waved his hand, "It has nothing to do with you! I'm looking for him!"

Pointed to the martial arts in the field.

At this time, some of the disciples who were practicing also noticed something strange over there.

"Junior Brother Wu, look, is that Junior Sister Liu?"

Wu Gong, who was concentrating on comprehending the secrets of the sword formation, looked back and his eyes were bloodshot in an instant.

"Asshole, you are looking for death!"

Wu Gong directly broke away from the sword formation, his golden elixir cultivation burst out, and he ran straight to Lin Yang with a profound sword technique in his hand.

"Junior Brother Wu, be careful, this person is not simple!"

Liu Yan'er looked at Lin Yang with resentment, "Kill... him! Kill... him!"

Lin Yang was calm and looked at Wu Gong's attack that came in an instant.

Slowly stretched out his right hand, and flicked his fingers like flicking a mosquito.

"Puff!"

Wu Gong, who was flying over, turned into blood mist, and the scattered blood dripped on the bodies of the disciples of Cangmang Shengzong,

and Liu Yan'er's terrified pale face.

While Wu Gong's body turned into blood mist, a demonic energy swept over the entire square.

An extremely ugly roar rang out, "Ah! I want you to die!"

A black shadow condensed where the martial arts turned into blood mist.

The black shadow gradually solidified and revealed an ugly monster with thick black thorns all over its body, a long bony tail, and a mouth full of fangs.