"We can spare your life, but you have to give us three parts of your body, such as your hands and feet …" Gao Sheng said coldly.
"I can't give you my hands and feet, but I can give you other things," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"What?"
Gao Sheng frowned.
"Sword!"
As his voice fell, Zhou Yang had already grasped the big sword in his hand.
"He dares to resist, cripple him." With a cold shout, the two people beside Gao Sheng pounced on Zhou Yang at the same time.
"Tai Chi Sword, kill!"
The two swords carried a strange light, and then formed a tai chi diagram.
The tai chi diagram rotated rapidly, and the powerful might made Zhou Yang feel a little threatened.
This move was exactly the same as Song Shan's.
While feeling puzzled, Zhou Yang leaped up.
"Thousand Kilograms Break!"
The terrifying big sword, with a force of more than 50,000 kilograms, crashed down, and instantly shattered one person's tai chi diagram, but the other person's tai chi diagram was still there.
"Only one was broken …"
Zhou Yang's puzzlement turned into surprise. The power of this blow could be said to be the greatest besides the Elephant Fist, but it only broke one person's tai chi diagram.
"Whoosh …"
The tai chi diagram rotated again, and this time, Zhou Yang only felt a tearing force that was stronger than when Song Shan used the tai chi diagram in his body.
"Elephant Fist!"
Forcefully suppressing the terrible power in his body, Zhou Yang punched out.
"Boom …"
With one punch, the tai chi diagram was directly smashed, and the two people were also blasted into the stone wall under this huge force.
The next moment, two flying knives broke through the air, and before the two people had time to react, they were directly nailed to the stone wall, dead.
All this happened in less than ten breaths. Gao Sheng's eyes were filled with horror.
"The Second Revolution Tai Chi Sword was actually ignored, this kid's body is so strong …"
Gao Sheng swallowed his saliva, looked at Zhou Yang and Pan Mao, and then fled in a flash.
Want to escape …
Zhou Yang smiled indifferently and followed closely, the flying knife in his hand ready to be launched.
"Cave Master, don't chase."
Just as he reached the cave entrance, Pan Mao suddenly pulled him back.
"Why?" Zhou Yang frowned.
"Cave Master, look."
Pan Mao pointed in the direction of the Sword Catacomb.
Zhou Yang looked up and saw a gray cloud appear in the dark sky above the Sword Catacomb. At the same time, a strong wind rose. This wind was even fiercer than the wind at night. Even though he was standing at the entrance of the cave, he could feel his skin being cut by a sharp knife.
"Sword Mound Astral Wind!"
Zhou Yang was shocked.
"That's right. This Gao Sheng is dead for sure." Pan Mao revealed a satisfied smile.
"Astral winds, it's the astral winds, no …"
Sure enough, Gao Sheng, who had just escaped less than five hundred meters away, ran back.
"Pan Mao, let me in. I promise I won't make things difficult for you anymore," Gao Sheng said anxiously as soon as he returned.
"You can choose whether to die in the astral winds or under my flying daggers." Zhou Yang said as he took a few steps back. Although his body was strong, the feeling of being cut by a knife was very uncomfortable.
"Brat, you forced me."
Gao Sheng gritted his teeth and charged at Zhou Yang.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the flying dagger pierced Gao Sheng's shoulder with a speed faster than the wind, forcing Gao Sheng a hundred meters away.
"If you dare come again, my next flying dagger will be your throat." Zhou Yang's expression was cold. It was not that he could not kill Gao Sheng, but he wanted to see how fierce this astral wind was.
"Whoosh …"
Just as Gao Sheng pulled out the flying dagger, the wind had arrived.
"No …"
Gao Sheng turned around and wanted to escape, but his speed was far slower than the speed of the astral wind. In an instant, the terrifying astral wind swept past his body.
Zhou Yang felt his hair stand on end. This could be said to be the most tragic way to die in his life.
Gao Sheng's body seemed to be cut into countless pieces in the astral wind, and finally turned into a pool of blood.
"What a terrifying astral wind." Zhou Yang frowned.
"Without the Body of Ten Tigers, you will undoubtedly die in the astral wind." Pan Mao sighed.
"Body of Ten Tigers …"
Zhou Yang nodded. Body of Ten Tigers was a body with the strength of ten tigers, but the former's name was more accurate.
Apart from using the strength of ten tigers, the Body of Ten Tigers could also withstand attacks with the strength of ten tigers. At the same time, the defense against the attacks of sharp weapons was stronger.
And he only had the Body of Nine Tigers now!
"Cave Master, hurry and rest. There are good things when the astral wind blows," Pan Mao said.
Zhou Yang nodded. He knew what good things Pan Mao was talking about. It was the sword fragments of the sword mound.
There were many ancient broken ancient swords in the sword mound. Most of these swords had been used by the seniors of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect. Coupled with the uniqueness of the sword mound, they contained more or less sword intent.
These sword intents could be used to comprehend the way of the sword, and were another resource for the disciples of the Dragon Tail Mountain besides the supreme-grade star jade.
Immediately, Zhou Yang sat cross-legged not far from the cave entrance and meditated. When the astral wind outside ended, it was already late at night.
"Cave Master, we can go out."
After Pan Mao finished speaking, he already rushed out.
Zhou Yang also followed closely behind. However, he first found the place where Gao Sheng died and put away his storage ring. Then, he began to search for the sword fragments.
The ground that had been blown by the astral wind seemed to have been cut by a knife. There were sword marks everywhere. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Under such circumstances, if a sword fragment appeared, it could be said to be very eye-catching.
However, after a full hour, he still did not find one. At the same time, many people appeared on the empty ground.
"Brat, you have already crossed the border. Scram!"
A group of people blocked in front of Zhou Yang and said angrily.
Zhou Yang thought for a moment and turned around. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his foot, as if he had been poked by some sharp weapon.
It should be known that although the boots he wore were not magic boots, they were still very strong. How could a normal sharp weapon possibly pierce through them? He immediately stopped in his tracks.
"Brat, I told you to scram. Did you hear me?" Seeing that Zhou Yang did not leave, the few people surrounded him.
"The ones who should scram are you!"
Zhou Yang's expression froze, and a murderous aura spread out from his body.
The few people were stunned, and their eyes revealed fear.
Those who came to the Dragon Tail Mountain were not stupid. Without strength, who would dare to be so arrogant?
"Boom!"
Just when the few of them were hesitating, Zhou Yang released his Astral Soul. The moment his Astral Soul appeared, the few of them retreated a few steps.
"Brat, you are ruthless. We will not bicker with you."
After speaking, the few of them immediately turned and left.
Zhou Yang glanced at them and sighed in his heart. This was indeed a dog-eat-dog world. If one was not ruthless, they would not be able to survive.
Only after the few of them disappeared from his sight did Zhou Yang lift his foot. On the bluestone ground, there was a protruding piece of black metal. After taking a closer look, he came to a sudden realization.
So it wasn't that there was no sword fragment, but rather, the sword fragment was inserted into the ground after landing. If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to find it.
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yang took out the Golden Tortoise Flying Dagger and began to break the stone.
What surprised him was that the stone was actually extremely hard. After a full hour, he only managed to dig out the sword fragment that was three inches long.
"Is this a sword fragment?"
Looking at the ordinary sword fragment, Zhou Yang couldn't help but frown. He actually didn't feel any energy from the Sword Catacomb.
"What a huge sword fragment. Why is this brat so lucky?"
"This brat's killing intent is not to be trifled with. Quick, tell the cave masters."
"I've been here for a few years, but I've never seen such a huge sword fragment …"
Not long after, a group of people appeared beside Zhou Yang.
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