"This" people who are not the chief tutor looked at Yang Yu with extremely shocked eyes. Although they had heard of the name of a child, they were still shocked to see Yang Yu kill a peak of the array level with their own eyes.

What's more, they were already shocked when they looked at Yang Yu's dragon body like this.

This is a real dragon, the leader of the ten evil spirits, how terrifying!

"You killed Senior Brother Zhen Ming?" A male disciple looked at Yang Yu, looked at the blood all over the ground, and his face turned cold.

What surprised Yang Yu was that this disciple was actually at the peak of the array. Although he might be worse than Zhen Ming, he was still very terrifying.

"You dare to kill the disciples of the Butian Sect and the Saint Protector in our Butian Sect. Do you know what the blame is?" At this time, another disciple laughed, and was also at the peak of the array.

"What? Do you want to avenge your son named Zhen Ming?" Yang Yu looked at the two of them with a sneer on his lips.

"You openly massacred our saint-maid protector of the Butian Sect, so we naturally have to justify his name and kill you, the murderer!" Two more people stood up and looked at Yang Yu with cold eyes.

"What you did today is too radical. If you kill Senior Brother Zhen Ming, you must pay for your life!" At the same time, more than 30 people stood up, all of whom were young people in the array, all over twenty-five years old.

"What do you want to do? Kill me? Don't forget my identity." Yang Yu looked at the thirty or so people, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

"A gentleman breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people. You must be killed today!" A disciple shouted coldly, not afraid of Yang Yu at all.

"Where are you? I'm sure you want to deal with me together?" Yang Yu looked at the others with a smile. He knew that these people were all from the magistrate.

I should know everything about Yang Yu and know Yang Yu's identity, so I wanted to kill Yang Yu, and my jealousy was caused by my jealousy.

"You killed Senior Brother Zhen Ming, and you will be killed today!" More than thirty people hated the enemy and glared at Yang Yu. Their bodies began to shine brightly, and the rays of light were extremely terrifying.

"If you really want to deal with me, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." Yang Yu said the last sentence, his voice was very loud, and the entire Ice and Snow Palace could hear clearly, with a stern murderous intent.

However, Yang Yu did not take action directly, but stared at the thirty people opposite him. After waiting for nearly a minute, he stood up. A spear appeared in his hand, pointing at more than thirty people from afar.

"Kill him!" More than thirty people shouted angrily, one of the monks shouted and rushed towards Yang Yu, with a cold breath.

Suddenly, all the other monks started to move, and all kinds of treasures bloomed, rushing towards Yang Yu without any concealment of his murderous intent.

"Don't blame me, this is what your leader and Fairy Yue Chan allow. Go and see the King of Hell," Yang Yu sneered, directly activated the Supreme Treasure Technique, waved the Creation Spear, and rushed directly into the crowd.

Yang Yu's shout just now was to shout to the leader of the Butian Sect and Yue Chan in the Ice and Snow Palace. Since they didn't come to stop Yang Yu in a minute, they agreed that Yang Yu could kill these people.

In the battle circle, Yang Yu had already submerged in the thirty people and breathed more than a dozen people.

"Bang!" However, just after these dozen breaths, the attacks of more than thirty people hit Yang Yu, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew backwards like a cannonball, and with a roar, it was embedded into the wall reinforced by heavy iron.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang"

Immediately afterwards, a rumbling sound rang out, and a figure flew backwards and rumbled into the wall.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yu's figure appeared, holding a golden spear in his hand, like a king, bombing one person at a time, which was extremely terrifying!

"Kill you!" Of course, these thirty or so people were not vegetarians, so they immediately returned to the battle circle and went to Yang Yuyingfeng, making Yang Yu's attack unable to stop.

"Are you really looking for death?" Yang Yu looked at these people, his eyes became completely cold, and his murderous intent was boiling.

"Today, you Yang Yu must die!" Several people did not give in and rushed towards Yang Yu, with their treasures constantly bombarded and vowed to kill Yang Yu.

"Then you can't blame me." Yang Yu's eyes became cold, and he put away the magic spear in his hand, but a terrifying black chaos light burst out from his arm.

Behind it, a pair of pitch-black wings spread out, the power of space continued to emerge, and the chaotic light shone brightly.

"Go to die for me!" Yang Yu shouted coldly, and the Kunming Wings behind him changed and completely disappeared, leaving only a shadow still in place.

The next second, Yang Yu's figure appeared, and then disappeared again.

In front of the afterimage left by Yang Yu, a male monk was standing with a terrifying blood hole in his chest and his heart cut off his body.

"Kill!" Yang Yu shouted coldly and angry, constantly roaring, driven by Kunming's Wings, flew again and again, suddenly appeared again and again, killing more than thirty people.

All of them were pierced by Yang Yu's fist, and their vitality was cut off, and their heart and chest were all blasted into blood foam.

In the end, only five people were left, and they were surrounded by fear and looked around with vigilance.

"Suppress!" Yang Yu's figure suddenly appeared, his hands were covered with bright red blood, and his arms pressed towards the five people. Widths of chaotic aura appeared, and the terrifying light two or five people directly suppressed them.

Yang Yu's lips sneered, and fell from the air in front of the five people. His hands were still covered with blood. His strange clothes were covered with blood, and he was red. His whole body was like a Shura, which shocked people.

"Do you want to kill me?" Yang Yu walked to the five people and sneered.

"You killed Senior Brother Zhen Ming, the crime is unforgivable!" A peak cultivator in the array was still unwilling to accept it, and his eyes were cold to look at Yang Yu.

"Bang!" The next second, the male monk turned into blood foam, and the four people who were suppressed beside him were infected with blood, like blood.

"What about now?" Yang Yu looked at the four of them again, and took back the dragon claws that had just stretched out, and asked again.

"No, no, no, no, all these are misunderstandings!" A man's voice trembled and he was very frightened.

"Bang!" However, he also turned into blood mist and died completely.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

As a result, three more explosions sounded, and pieces of bright red blood mist fell, dyeing the martial arts field a large area red.

Yang Yu's eyes were cold, his body was still in the shape of a dragon. He held the Butian Sect Order in his hand, scanned everyone, and drank: "Remember, I am the heir to the Butian Sect Leader!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!