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Although his cultivation level wasn't the highest, his strength was definitely the strongest amongst them. Even that first level Spirit Condensation expert's aura wasn't as strong as him.

It seemed that he must have gotten some good fortune in the recent days. Jiang Yang could also feel that he was indeed a bit different.

"F * ck, what do you think you are?" The ruler of the Da Qi Kingdom? Since everyone is lucky enough to be here, what right do I have to let you take all of it? "

Some of them stood up and pointed at Haotian while cursing him.

"Whatever laozi says, it's what it is." "Who do you think you are? You dare to point at me and speak like that!"

A cold light flashed through his eyes. He raised his hand and made a grabbing motion towards that cultivator. Uncontrollably, his entire body flew towards Haotian.

A single hand was enough to cause cultivators of the same level to be unable to fight back. This was the strength of a heaven's pride level expert of a great power!

That wild cultivator was like a little chicken in Ji Hao's hands and was pressed down heavily onto the ground.

With a ruthless kick, he stomped on the wild cultivator's chest. Almost all of his ribs had been broken by him. Without a few more years of recovery, it would be impossible to recover.

"A useless dog, how dare you make such a ruckus!"

He kicked the man away with a look of disdain on his face.

The group of cultivators on the other side also noticed his strength. Most likely, ordinary first level Spirit Condensation experts would not be his match.

"Hmph hmph, Brother Hao got a Dao technique from the ancient times from this. Even though it's an incomplete book, it's not that special." Even after cultivating for half a day, my strength has increased quite a bit. "

"Originally, Big Brother Wise had the strength that exceeded the first level Spirit Seeking Stage powerhouse. That incomplete Dao Art scroll was just an icing on the cake."

Behind him, a few disciples continuously flattered him. Wise also enjoyed this feeling. Even though he wasn't the strongest out of everyone in the sect, he would definitely be in the top fifty. As for the core disciples, the difference was too great.

The group of rogue cultivators knew that the people from the Immortal Ming Pavilion were not easy to deal with, but with such great fortune in front of them, no one wanted to give up so easily.

"Actually, we can have a chat. We, the people who cultivate in the wild, can only go search for three out of ten places. The rest of the places are yours."

A Spirit Condensation expert said to the group of people from the Immortal Ming Pavilion with a sincere tone.

"That's right. That way, we can all rely on our own fortuitous encounters to explore, and we won't hurt each other's friendship."

Many of the cultivators thought that this method was not bad. Although they had more people and fewer places, their trip here was not in vain.

"Hahahaha ?" You really think of yourselves as nothing more than good. "Now, let me tell you all of you, including those three masked bastards, all of you should forget about walking past me!"

He swept his gaze across the trio and felt that they seemed to have met somewhere before. Moreover, it was not a good feeling. Instead, it was a feeling of disgust.

"Arrogant!"

Jiang Yang didn't pay any attention to him. He led Wang Yan and Feng Feng Feng, and they started to walk towards the dilapidated ancient building in front of them.

"What did laozi just say to you three? Are you deaf?"

Wise pointed at Jiang Yang and the other two unhappily as he gathered a great amount of power in his hands.

"Ancient Art of Spirit Exorcism!"

When he shouted these four words, Jiang Yang immediately felt a surge of power rushing towards him from all directions. This force seemed to want to pull him over, making it difficult for him to advance forward.

"Disperse!"

Jiang Yang didn't feel troubled at all. He merely spat out a single word in an indifferent manner. The two spirit veins in his body vibrated, emitting an even more powerful force that instantly broke the spell's effect on him.

"What!"

Haotian's eyes were fixed on Jiang Yang and the other two. This was the ancient dao technique he had just learnt. Even the incomplete manual was much more powerful than the current dao technique.

When the other cultivators saw that the Dao Arts from Vanguard had no effect on Jiang Yang and the other two, they all cast their hopes towards Jiang Yang. Jiang Yang didn't have the heart to care about these people. They seemed to be the weak, but in reality, many of the wild cultivators who wanted to survive had done even more terrifying things than the dark side of these powers.

He only needed to do what he wanted to do and ignore everything else.

"Wait!"

Wise jumped in front of Jiang Yang and the other two, blocking their path.

"Who the hell are you? Did you not hear what I just said?"

"Don't block us!"

Jiang Yang continued to walk forward, completely ignoring his opponent.

This infuriated Vanguard even more. If this person with the Demon Face Mask were to fight with him, he would feel a little better. However, he felt that the person in front of him with the Wry Face Mask had completely not placed him in his eyes.

He thought about how he, who was clearly one of the top 50 prodigies in the Immortal Ming Pavilion, would be ignored here. He clenched his fists tightly.

"I told you three bastards to stop!"

He threw out a punch that was even more powerful than the one he threw towards Jiang Yang a few days ago. The strong wind howled and spirit energy surged into the waves. Jiang Yang also slightly blinked his eyes. He didn't expect that in just a few days, the strength of his guard would grow so fast.

However, he did not think about himself. He had wasted three years without cultivating, and before he was even eighteen, he had surpassed many people of the same age.

"Pah!"

Jiang Yang raised his hand and immediately grabbed the fist that was holding Vanguard's fist.

"I just don't want to kill you. Do you really want to die?"

Jiang Yang's tone was very calm, and so was his gaze. However, the moment these words were said, many of the disciples from the Immortal Ming Pavilion immediately went into an uproar. Fearless, who had always been standing in front of them like a giant mountain, was actually caught by a masked man with a ghastly face after putting all his strength into this attack.

This person's aura was very normal, and he didn't seem to use much power.

There was still energy left! This was the most terrifying aspect of it. There was clearly not much difference in cultivation level, but there was a wide gap in strength.

Sweat beaded on his forehead. This was the first time he felt death so close to him. This was the first time that Jiang Yang took action, and he did not intend to kill anyone from the Immortal Ming Pavilion. But today, he did have the intention to kill.

"Let's go."

Jiang Yang let go of his guard and continued walking into the ruins.

"Let's go as well!"

When the other cultivators saw Jiang Yang leading the way, they also followed. No matter how infuriated he was, he didn't dare to vent his anger again.

Standing there, Jiang Yang was like a god of death floating in the air, giving him a feeling that he was about to suffocate.

"Who exactly is this person? Why is he not even in the Spirit Condensation realm yet he possesses strength comparable to a core disciple?"

No matter how curious he was, he would never have the chance to open Jiang Yang's mask and check if there really was a monster inside.

At one end of the ruins of the Danchen Sect, a young man with a buzz cut jumped in. In his hand was a pair of large iron hammers. Each hammer weighed at least 8000 jins. Adding the two hammers together, they weighed nearly 16000 jins. This caused the young man to feel as though he was walking on an enormous demonic beast.

On the surface of the hammer, there were many sharp thorns. Some still had blood on them.

This person was the elder senior brother of Binglin Sect who had always wanted to invite people to deal with Jiang Yang. His name was Lu Shan Ming.

Lu Shanming was a true cultivation madman. Although his talent was average, he always had a unique understanding towards Dao arts and cultivation techniques. This was the reason why he used these unique understandings. He was constantly exploring other paths in his cultivation and became the only inner disciple that had the qualifications to become a core disciple.

"Jiang Yang, good name. The vast sea of the Great River should be extremely powerful. Since that is the case, I, Lu Shan Ming, will also fight with you!

Lu Shanming was carrying two huge iron hammers, but his body speed was not any slower than other cultivators.

From these perspectives, he still had many similarities with Jiang Yang.

On the other side, Jiang Yang and the other two entered the tattered pavilion first.

The scene before their eyes shocked the three people of Jiang Yang's group. It was very possible that the cultivators of the entire Da Qi Kingdom would not be able to see this kind of scene.