Chapter 144: Hong Ying and Hong Xue

  In a mountain range, at the moment Yang Tian slammed a disciple of the ancient Li family to death, his figure flickered and he left the mountain range directly, searching for disciples of the ancient holy land. In recent days, every time he killed someone, he would move to a different place without stopping.

  After three days of slaughter, Yang Tian's body exuded a bloody aura. In a mountain stream, Yang Tian squatted in a concealed spot, watching the two people in front of him.

  "Have you heard? Yang Tian's girlfriend was captured by the elders yesterday. Now Yang Tian is going to be in trouble," one of the disciples with a sneaky look said with a sinister smile.

  "Girlfriend?" From a distance, upon hearing the conversation of the two, a trace of confusion flashed across Yang Tian's eyes. He scratched his head. Where did he get a girlfriend?

  "I've heard about it. Apparently, she's quite pretty, and there are even two girls, tsk tsk... Yang Tian is really blessed with good fortune," another disciple laughed heartily, a sense of satisfaction spreading across his face.

  "Two girls?" Hearing this, Yang Tian frowned. His gaze flickered for a moment, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

  Whoosh whoosh! Without hesitation, his figure flickered violently, and Yang Tian appeared directly in front of the two of them, his cold gaze fixed on them.

  "Yang Tian... run... run quickly..." Seeing this, the two were terrified and fled directly. Yang Tian had already killed almost ten of their companions and showed no intention of resistance.

  "Come back here." Yang Tian's palm slapped forward fiercely, and a surge of powerful energy burst forth. A red glow, like a streak of silk, lifted a storm around, directly blasting the bodies of the two into the air.

  "Speak, what did you just say? What girlfriend in the mountains?" Step by step forward, Yang Tian's gaze was cold and stern, staring at the two sobbing bodies, scolding.

  "I... I don't know..." The two disciples showed fear and screamed. Although they had just advanced to the level of Tongxuan, they had no power to resist Yang Tian.

  "Bang!" Without wasting words, Yang Tian punched and killed, directly shattering the body of the person beside him into pieces.

  "You... you..." The young man with a sneaky look was startled, his lower body instantly wet, his pupils fixed on Yang Tian, showing endless fear.

  "Answer me, or die!" With a sharp gaze, Yang Tian barked, his words emotionless, like a supreme ferocious beast.

  The man with a sneaky look had a look of horror spreading in his eyes and blurted out, "It's... it's a girl named Hong... Hong Ying..."

  "Son of a bitch!" Yang Tian's face suddenly darkened, a hint of crazy killing intent seeped out, and that small face twisted instantly, his icy voice revealing endless murderous intent.

  A girl with a ponytail appeared in his eyes, an innocent girl, captured by the ancient holy land to coerce Yang Tian.

  "What... what are you going to do?" The young man with a sneaky look trembled, looking at Yang Tian's ferocious face, a bone-chilling coldness rose from his body.

  After half a moment, Yang Tian slowly calmed the fury in his heart, glanced at him coldly, and slowly said, "Where are they?"

  "I'll speak if you can..."

  "Ah—" A howl echoed through the heavens and earth, lingering in this space as Yang Tian crushed his calf.

  "If you want to die quickly, speak. If you dare to set conditions again, I will shatter every bone in your body and feed them to the fierce beasts," Yang Tian squatted down, staring at him coldly, and slowly said.

  "I'll speak... I'll speak..." He was startled and pointed directly behind, "About twenty li behind, Hong Ying and Hong Xue are both in the hands of the elders."

  "Good... very good..." Yang Tian glanced at the direction behind and took out the Golden Crow Furnace, throwing the young man with a sneaky look into it.

  As for all this, Yang Tian's face was gloomy. Hong Ying had saved his life, and Yang Tian could not let her down. In one's life, one must protect something.

  "Let's go and see first, then make a plan," Yang Xiao said slowly as Yang Tian was silent. This knot in his heart could not be resolved; Yang Tian's strong heart would be hard to perfect in the future.

  "Thanks, Uncle Xiao." Nodding, Yang Tian's figure flickered and dashed towards the direction ahead.

  Twenty li away, four young people were sitting cross-legged on the ground, with two slender bodies tied together by a golden chain behind them.

  "Sister, do you think Brother Yang Tian will come?" Hong Ying sniffled her crystal nose, her dark eyes filling with mist.

  "I don't know. Do you hope he comes?" Hearing this, Hong Xue shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes complex. The boy who was dying at first snatched the Yuanling Fruit, and then caused a stir in Zhenyao City during this period. A powerless young man disturbed the superpowers, even cursing a half-step Emperor Lord, this was the useless boy Hong Ying had saved.

  Now, because of Yang Tian, the Hong family almost disappeared in Zhenyao City. She didn't know whether to be harsh or admiring towards these young people.

  "I don't know. That bad guy just now was so strong, he directly injured father. Brother Yang Tian can't beat them," Hong Ying buried her head, hoping Yang Tian would come, but also not hoping, very contradictory.

  "Those people deserve to die!" Hong Xue bit her silver teeth, her cheeks instantly cold. She saw with her own eyes a young man about to clean up their entire family.

  "Hehe, what are you two talking about? Why do I hear you speaking ill of the elders?" Wang Mo walked over, full of arrogance.

  "Traitor, get out!" Hong Xue's cold gaze glanced at Wang Mo, a hint of mockery appeared on her face, and she cursed directly.

  Looking at the two of them, Wang Mo's face slowly darkened, his lecherous gaze sweeping over their slender bodies, smacking his lips, "Don't be stubborn with me. The elders have promised me, once Yang Tian is captured, you are mine, you are mine."

  "Hmph, look at yourself. You're worse than a beggar. As a martial artist, you grovel in front of these people, you're just an animal," Hong Xue looked at Wang Mo coldly.

  "You bitch!" Wang Mo's anger flared, his gloomy gaze fixed on Hong Xue, then he glanced at the surrounding young people, his cold gaze swept over Hong Xue, and he retreated directly.

  About a thousand zhang away, Yang Tian watched the figures ahead. When he noticed Hong Ying and the others, his heart twitched sharply.

  "It's you... Wang Mo!" When he saw a familiar young man, a trace of bone-chilling killing intent flashed across Yang Tian's eyes, regretting not killing him earlier.

  "Uncle Xiao, how is it?" After a moment of silence, Yang Tian asked slowly.

  "The battle king I injured earlier is ahead." Yang Xiao's face was somewhat solemn; his divine soul body had been consumed too much and was not suitable for prolonged combat.

  "What should we do?"

  "This old guy's injuries haven't been completely expelled. I can delay time, but the person beside him is not simple. Can you handle it?" Yang Xiao's face was somewhat solemn.

  "Tongxuan Eighth Heaven, I have to fight, even if it means both sides suffer," Yang Tian gritted his teeth and barked.

  "Alright, let's fight once." Nodding, Yang Xiao laughed heartily.

  The few people ahead were whispering, secretly guessing whether Yang Tian would come. Just as they were discussing, a faint footsteps slowly rose.

  "Pat pat..." From a distance, a young man slowly approached, gradually appearing in everyone's field of vision, their faces instantly stiffened, replaced by a hint of coldness.

  "You old bastard, get out!" A roar mixed with a trace of bone-chilling killing intent echoed through the heavens and earth!