The Most Powerful Fisherman in the Heavens

"Master, Emperor Yuan is stupid, cruel and heartless, and the people are in dire straits. The Ming Cult takes the responsibility of opposing the Yuan Dynasty. It is the same as our Emei mission. They are not bad people. Why don't you all work together to drive out the Tartars..."

Seeing Jue Jue, Ji Xiaofu was taken aback, fearing that the other party would conflict with Ye Donghuang, she quickly spoke up, trying to persuade Jue Jue to go down the mountain.

"You traitor, you say these demons are good people? Tell me again?"

Juejue stared, so angry that his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, feeling the strange gazes from around him, his face was livid, feeling extremely ashamed and furious.

"Master, this disciple is not filial. I beg Master to help the people of the world. Come down the mountain. We are all anti-Yuan righteous people. There is no need to kill each other and let the fisherman of the Yuan family benefit!"

Ji Xiaofu also knew that it was impossible for her to persuade them to go extinct, but she didn't know what to do, so she could only do her best.

"Sinister, I will kill you as a teacher today and clean up the house!"

Juejue became angry from embarrassment, tiptoed, his figure was like a swallow, he jumped up, and with a whisk in his hand, the snow-white dust threads went straight to Ji Xiaofu's chest like steel needles under the infusion of true energy.

Scoff!

The dust whisk pierced the air, tearing the air, carrying bursts of sonic booms, piercing the eardrums, and the sharp breath made Ji Xiaofu feel like being pierced.

With tears in her eyes, she knew that Juejue had really killed her, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Old nun, how dare you act presumptuously in front of the leader!"

Ye Donghuang didn't move, Yang Xiao who was behind him took a step forward, and slapped out with a palm, the terrifying palm force turned into substance, and slammed heavily on the fly whisk.

After practicing the Wan Dao Sutra, his original innate peak cultivation base has improved to a higher level.

Terrifying power came from the dust whisk like mountains and seas, and the extinction was horrified, as if being hit hard, the whole person was blown away, fell to the ground and kicked back several steps before stabilizing his body, the blood in his body surged, and his face turned blue for a while A burst of red.

"Master!"

Ding Minjun and other Emei disciples quickly supported Juejue, they were horrified, they didn't expect that their master couldn't even stop Yang Xiao's move, the gap is too big.

"So strong!"

Master Shaolin Kongwen's pupils shrank, his eyes were solemn, Extermination was not weak, but he was repelled by Yang Xiao's palm. If he made a move, he was not sure that he would be able to defeat Yang Xiao.

It was not just empty news, Wudang, Kongtong, Huashan, and Kunlun factions were also secretly shocked, and the original turbulent momentum was suddenly thwarted a bit.

"This devil has such deep skills!"

After a long while, Jue Jueping recovered the turbulent blood in her body. She was ashamed and angry. She always wanted to seek revenge from Yang Xiao, but the difference in strength was really huge.

"Master Kongwen, give orders, don't tell them so much, everyone rushes up to destroy the Demon Cult!"

The head of the Huashan School, Xian Yutong, glanced at Yang Xiao and Juejue, and suggested.

This time they were not limited to the six sects, and there were countless gangs and casual cultivators behind them. Once a war broke out, he could hide behind and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Master Kongwen looked up at Ye Donghuang and the thousands of Mingjiao disciples in front of him. With his strength, he couldn't see through Ye Donghuang's cultivation, but the others and those Mingjiao disciples were difficult to deal with.

Those thousands of Mingjiao disciples were not only equipped with strong bows and crossbows, but also seemed to be practicing the same kind of kungfu, and their breaths were connected together to form a large army. Once they attacked, even if they could win by relying on their numbers, at least half of them would be killed or injured.

His Shaolin disciples also had to lose a lot, which is why he didn't launch a general attack immediately after he came to Guangming Square.

"Are you Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan School?"

Feeling the anger that Hu Qingniu was about to be unable to suppress behind him, Ye Donghuang looked at Xian Yutong, and his calm voice seemed to have a kind of magical power that made Hu Qingniu with red eyes calm down.

"That's right, it's this seat. Your kid is Ye Donghuang, the leader of the Demon Cult?"

Although Xian Yutong was amazed by Yang Xiao's strength, he didn't take Ye Donghuang, who looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid, very seriously, and looked proud.

However, although he didn't pay much attention to Ye Donghuang, the other party recognized him at a glance, which showed that he was well-known in the Jianghu, and it was worth being happy.

Ye Donghuang stood up, volleyed down the high platform step by step, and came in front of Xian Yutong.

"Master!" Hu Qingniu's eyes moved, he didn't expect Ye Donghuang to end himself for his sake.

Not only was he concerned about Ye Donghuang's safety, but Xian Yutong was just an ant to Ye Donghuang, and there was no need for Ye Donghuang to take action himself.

Kill a chicken with a sledgehammer!

Ye Donghuang's kindness to him is what moved him the most!

"What a powerful qinggong!"

Compared with the calmness of Mingjiao masters, masters from Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan and other sects were secretly surprised. They did not expect Ye Donghuang to be so proficient in light kung fu at such a young age.

"Xian Yutong, back then you abandoned a woman from Miaojiang and was planted with a golden silkworm poison, dying. My Mingjiao disciple Hu Qingniu stayed awake for three days and nights, and exhausted all his efforts to save your life!"

Looking at the shocked Xian Yutong, Ye Donghuang spoke calmly.

"Nonsense!"

A hint of panic and anger flashed vaguely in Xian Yutong's eyes.

Seeing that Ye Donghuang didn't make a move, all the powerhouses present looked over curiously and pricked up their ears. Very few people would not be uninterested in other people's gossip and scandal.

"Afterwards, Hu Qingniu married Jinlan with you, and even betrothed his younger sister Hu Qingyang to you!"

Saying that, Ye Donghuang walked towards Xian Yutong, but his not tall figure was oppressing Xian Yutong powerfully, as if some scourge was approaching him step by step.

"Yellow-haired boy, talk nonsense, don't put a high hat on your demon sect!"

Xian Yutong was very angry and felt uneasy, but his body quietly approached Ye Donghuang calmly.

Ye Donghuang naturally couldn't hide this small gesture, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a touch of contempt, what kind of virtue did he have, he didn't know?

Want to plot against him?

What a dream!

Sure enough, the next moment, Xian Yutong suddenly burst into flames, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, three poisonous nails and the golden silkworm Gu poison he developed were thrown towards Ye Donghuang.

The scene where Xian Yutong suddenly burst into flames left the melon-eaters watching dumbfounded with different expressions.

Some were ashamed of Xian Yutong plotting a sneak attack, some gloated and sneered, but the Mingjiao powerhouse looked at Xian Yutong like an idiot.

No one understands Ye Donghuang's horror better than them. Not to mention that those hidden weapons are impossible to hit Ye Donghuang, even if they do, Ye Donghuang's terrifying strength can instantly force out the poison.

Sure enough, Ye Donghuang's whole body shook with qi, and the poisonous nails and poisonous mist were instantly bounced back, rushing into Xian Yutong's body.

"Amitabha!"

Master Kongwen chanted the Buddha's name, and Xian Yutong made a surprise attack first, and followed by such vicious methods that he was too embarrassed to rescue him.

What a god-made crime, it's still forgivable!

Self-inflicted, can't live!

"what……"

In an instant, Xian Yutong wailed in pain, and hurriedly took out the antidote to detoxify.

But Ye Donghuang didn't give him a chance, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the medicine bottle flew out and landed in Ye Donghuang's hand.

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