The silver robe and silver face, the simple four words, made the courtyard fall into silence.

The servant who came to report was frightened when he saw this strange scene and didn't know what was going on.

In the silence, Yun Tianyang was the first to react and waved his hand to let the servant go down.

When there were only the "Seven Northwest Tigers" left in the courtyard, Mo Wentian couldn't hold it in his mouth and said in a muffled voice: "The person you came to find here outside is the person your master Lao Yun said?"

"It's possible." Yun Tianyang said in a deep voice, "I think someone should go and test it, let's go first..."

"Be careful!" Before he could finish his words, Mo Wentian beside him rushed over, blocking him and looking ahead vigilantly.

Yun Tianyang suddenly turned his head, but saw a silver figure standing at the door.

The man was wearing a silver robe and a silver mask on his face, which made people unable to see his appearance clearly, but he couldn't help feeling a hint of coldness.

"Where is A Xiu?" The man in silver robe glanced across the courtyard, and ignored all the seven tigers in the northwest. He opened his eyes and asked A Xiu's whereabouts.

The man in silver robe couldn't see any breath all over his body, just like an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts, but Yun Tianyang did not dare to underestimate him at all.

An ordinary person is unable to appear in front of him quietly.

"My master is in seclusion, rushing to the legendary Broken Void Realm!" Yun Tianyang said coldly, hoping that with his master's realm, he could shock the person in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the man in silver robe laughed: "Your master is in seclusion now, and you will never take that step in your life. Let me help her."

Before others could speak, Yun Tianyang raised his eyebrows, his heart was filled with anger, and he snorted coldly: "It's not your turn to talk too much for my master's practice!"

"It's right!" Mo Wentian, who was standing beside him, also touched his bald head and said, "Old Yun's master's martial arts have entered the realm of transformation, and you can do it..."

Before he could finish his voice, a silver figure flashed in front of him. He felt a pain in his abdomen, and his perspective actually floated high.

I... am I flying?!

This was Mo Wentian’s last thought, and then he knew nothing.

In the eyes of Yun Tianyang and others, the figure of the silver robe shook and kicked Mo Wentian in the abdomen, and the latter flew straight out.

Before he could fly up, a blood mist burst out from his abdomen, but his internal organs were completely shattered by the force, and there was no chance of vitality.

There was another quiet in the courtyard, followed by Yun Tianyang's angry roar: "You are looking for death!"

He instantly drew out the long sword, and without thinking, he stabbed it out, pointing directly at the back of the man in the silver robe.

This sword not only has the essence he learned in his life, but also has the same meaning as his state of mind and meaning at this time. It can be said that it is Yun Tianyang's strongest sword since his lifetime.

With a sword stabbed out, Yun Tianyang couldn't help but have the idea in his heart: Facing this sword, even the master must be careful to deal with it...

Clam!

The sound of metal striking came, and the man in silver robe was too lazy to hide for a while, so he let the sword stab the back, but Yun Tianyang couldn't even go deeper.

What kind of monster is this!

Yun Tianyang felt a little cold in his heart, and finally understood why the master said how far he could run as far as he could.

Before the thought was over, Yun Tianyang felt that his eyes were dark, as if a punch was imprinted on his face...

...

I don’t know how long it took, Yun Tianyang woke up quietly, and a heart-wrenching pain came from his face.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it, but found that his entire nose had collapsed, and his originally handsome face was probably completely ruined.

Disfigurement is still a trivial matter. What he couldn't accept the most was that the yard had already flowed into blood, and his six brothers and sisters were lying neatly in front of him.

Six people were either pierced in the abdomen, had their heads blown, or had their limbs torn, but there was no complete corpse.

"Old Mo! Xiao Feng! Everyone... Everyone..." Yun Tianyang stood up and called out to his companions one by one, but he had no response.

"Ah!" Yun Tianyang roared wildly.

Three days later, Yun Tianyang, who had lost his face, took a big banner and led a group of people from the world who had just gathered to fight toward the central part of the mainland, and his troops headed straight to Wumeng City.

After this great disaster, Yun Tianyang's temperament changed drastically, and his whole body became taciturn. Even as gentle as jade, he suddenly became violent and harsh, and either beat or scolded the soldiers under his command.

But at the same time, his martial arts are brave and diligent.

In just over a month, the rebels led sixteen cities in the Martial Arts Alliance, and seven god-supporting warriors died at Yun Tianyang's hands.

What is even more surprising is that these seven god-supporting warriors almost lined up to send them to Yun Tianyang to kill them, and only one of them appeared every time.

Every time he takes action, Yun Tianyang's strength is one point higher. Until now, the former leader of the "Seven Tigers of Northwest" has already gained the reputation of being the world's number one master.

In the eyes of many people, only Qin Yuezhi, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, is now qualified to fight Yun Tianyang.

...

Just at this time of chaos in the world, a figure slowly appeared in a deep mountain in the Western Regions.

This man was wearing a bright yellow gauze dress and stood in the wind and snow like this, but no snowflake could fall on her. He was A Xiu, known as the "Goddess of Zhongli".

"It's still a little bit worse." She looked up at the wind and snow in the sky, muttering softly. The long sword on her back seemed to never be out of the sheath, but it also contained endless sword intent.

This time she went into seclusion because her disciple was implicated by her, and she almost destroyed her clan. She wanted to use the depressed aura in her heart to break through the last level.

But things went against my wishes, and I was still the last step behind and I was stuck in front of the door.

This was not the first time A Xiu met such an experience in the past twenty years. He didn't have much trouble at this time and walked down the mountain step by step.

Until he went to the foot of the mountain and asked someone to inquire about his apprentice, A Xiu was shocked. It turned out that so many things had happened in the world during his retreat.

"The six people who were known as the Seven Tigers of the Northwest along with Tianyang were killed by a man in silver robe..."

"While Tianyang went crazy, he ordered his troops and headed straight for Wumeng City..."

"Conquering sixteen cities in a row in one month and killing seven masters of the God-Tong Realm..."

The messages were confirmed to be authentic and gathered at Axiu, which made her feel almost dazzled for a moment. It was not until the end that she realized something was wrong.

Because the last message was that the rebels led by Yun Tianyang were already at the gate of the Wu Alliance!

"It must be that man's conspiracy!" After hearing the appearance of the man in silver robe, A Xiu could almost no longer think about it, and immediately affirm the answer.

With that man's power, he could easily kill the warriors of the gods even twenty years ago, let alone now?
Chapter completed!