Late at night, the hut guards shouted outside the room: "Where is that boy leaving? Get out of me, I know, you're hiding here!"

Ye Yang woke up with a sudden clang, opened his eyes alertly, and the fire power in his body was circulating, and his perception extended like a spider web, and he could vaguely sense a very powerful force that was fleeting!

Sure enough, someone came!

After turning over and getting out of bed, Ye Yang put on his clothes like lightning, reached out and grabbed the iron sword he made himself at the head of the bed, pushed the door out, and saw several servants carrying Park swords and lanterns, saying respectfully: "Young Master, have you ever seen a boy in black?"

Ye Yang frowned: "No."

"Oh, then I won't disturb the young master's rest!"

Several servants went to search elsewhere, but Ye Yang lost his sleepiness. He just vaguely felt that the power disappeared behind the lobby. It was the direction of the ancestral hall. Could it be that there was movement in the ancestral hall?

Holding the sharp blade, Ye Yang swept across the wall like a graceful fallen leaves. After several ups and downs, he had already arrived in front of the ancestral hall. Obviously, after practicing the power of the Fire God, Ye Yang's cultivation level increased greatly, and even he was shocked by the speed of flying.

"brush!"

A figure flashed past and disappeared into the ancestral hall.

Ye Yang immediately shouted in a low voice: "Who is standing!"

The black shadow was willing to stand and flew straight into the ancestral hall.

Just as Ye Yang rushed into the ancestral hall, the black shadow suddenly turned around and punched him. A blood-red halo was covered with his fist. A strong aura almost made Ye Yang breathless!

"Bang!"

A heavy punch failed to hit Ye Yang, but it was shaken back halfway through the blow. A wall of blazing flames in front of Ye Yang had already condensed.

The boy in black was stunned: "Scared? What a quick Gang Wall!"

The masked black-clothed boy missed a blow and immediately swelled up the true energy in his body. His arms spread out. His body was as strong as a mountain range. His back and bear waist were covered with light blue true energy quickly gathered on his fists. The man roared: "Boy, what do you think of my move?"

"Drink! Xing Tian's three wraths!"

In the flash of lightning, the boy in black punched three times in a row, one punch was fierce and domineering than the other. Each punch brought blood-red energy, and a powerful aura stirred up in the ancestral hall!

Ye Yang opened his hand with one hand, and the power of the fire god was contained on both fists, and he also rushed out three fists quickly!

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them had iron fists facing each other, and the sound of collision was dull as thunder. The boy in black was at ease and was unscathed. Instead, Ye Yang was shocked by the huge force and flew out!

"boom!"

He suddenly hit the statue of the ancestral hall and smashed the stone statue to pieces. Ye Yang stood up from the ruins of the statue in a mess.

The boy in black walked straight up and shouted: "The useless young master of the Ye family, I didn't expect you to be a little serious. Humph, but you are too far apart, let me give you a ride!"

"drink!"

The boy in black punched him in front of him again.

Ye Yang smiled. Under the moonlight, a handsome smile was extremely charming. No one would have thought that this young man was Ye Batian, the ignorant young master of the Ye family.

"Bang!"

Ye Yang suddenly lowered his body and printed a punch full of fire god power on the other party's abdomen. He had already seen clearly that the boy in black had strong strength, but his speed was obviously much slower. As long as he fought quickly and did not fight head-on, his chances of winning would definitely not be too low.

"puff……"

The boy in black fisted and fell to the ground. When he raised his head, a sharp sword with a cold light had already hit his neck.

Ye Yang reached out and took off the other party's mask and found that he was a rough-looking boy, about 20 years old, with sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes, and his eyes were filled with resentment and reluctance. He stared at Ye Yang fiercely.

"Who are you?" Ye Yang asked.

"Zhang Tianhe, a native of Liangcheng, how about it?!" Zhang Tianhe was very calm.

Ye Yang nodded: "What are you doing when you come to the Ye family?"

"Get a magic weapon!"

"Divine Soldier?"

Ye Yang couldn't help laughing: "You didn't mean to say, Tomahawk Yaoyang, did you?"

Zhang Tianhe was stunned: "So you know everything!"

"What do you want Yaoyang to do?" Ye Yang said coldly: "Speak quickly!"

Zhang Tianhe's eyes were full of anger, suppressed his emotions, and said almost roaring: "Kill someone!"

"Who is it killed?"

Ye Yang was a little surprised. This young man was stolen by the magic weapon Yaoyang just to kill people? So, the person he was going to kill must have a deep feud with him.

Zhang Tianhe shouted in a deep voice: "Why do you ask so much? I am not your opponent. If you want to kill me, just kill me!"

"brush!"

When the wind sounded, Ye Yang took back his sword and said, "I will only ask you, who will kill?"

Zhang Tianhe was surprised and said, "The Seven Hegemons of Good City."

"Oh, the seven hegemons of Liangcheng?"

"Yes!" Zhang Tianhe gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to spit out of fire, and he whispered: "These seven evil people were responsible for one of the disasters. Just two days ago, they washed away the Wang family in Xujia Town and killed 17 people. The daughter of the Wang family, Seventeen Fangling, was ruined by the Seven Wolves!"

Ye Yang was angry when he heard this: "Is there no king's law?"

Zhang Tianhe sneered: "The King's Law? Emperor Qin was tyrannical, which forced the people of Daze Township to rebel one after another. In the old days, the seven kingdoms were rebuilt one by one, and the Central Plains had already fallen into war. Where else could there be the King's Law?"

Ye Yang finally understood, so he walked forward, helped Zhang Tianhe up, and smiled and said, "It turned out to be a misunderstanding. So, you are here to borrow Yaoyang just to teach the Seven Hegemons of the Good City a lesson?"

"That's right!"

Zhang Tianhe clenched his iron fist and said with a clanging word: "The way of heaven is gone, the world is in chaos, the people are killed, God ignores the human world, I, Zhang Tianhe, is determined to do the way for heaven and destroy all the unfair things in this world! Unfortunately, I fought with three of the seven Hegemons of Liangcheng. The seven of them are all second-level warriors of the earth. They are very powerful, and I am no match at all!"

Ye Yang pondered and said, "Actually, the battle axe Yaoyang cannot be used in actual combat... Let's do this, I will walk with you tomorrow to teach the Seven Hegemons of the Good City a lesson, how about?"

Zhang Tianhe focused heavily: "I hope you won't break your trust, I'll come to find you tomorrow morning!"

"Never break your promise!"

Zhang Tianhe bowed his fists and left, and sank into the night.

Ye Yang looked at the other person's back and thought to himself that this was a young ranger. He was fighting for trouble all day long, drinking and making friends, and he lived a good life.

...

I turned around and came to the ancestral hall, and watched the remains of the statue with lights. It was so broken that it could not be repaired.

Ye Yang shook his head and was in trouble again. I don’t know if my father would blame him.

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly, a faint dark red light flashed in the remains of the statue. Ye Yang was shocked and could sense a trace of power that seemed to be almost undetectable in the statue.

I hurriedly held the candle and searched, but found a scroll in the broken limb of the statue. The materials were unknown, but they were quite tough. The stone was broken and the scroll was still sound.

Above the scroll, rows of densely packed small seal characters floated. Ye Yang had studied ancient Chinese, but it was not difficult to read. He saw that the front of the scroll was written with four large characters, the Vulcan Remnant Scroll!

"The Vulcan Remnant Scroll?"

Ye Yang was secretly surprised. This seemed to be like the Fire God Skill, and it seemed that it should be stronger!

When he opened the Fire God Scroll, it seemed as profound and difficult to understand as ancient words. Ye Yang was familiar with the Fire God Scroll, but he could only understand the basics of this Fire God Scroll. However, what can be confirmed is that the martial arts and mental techniques in the Fire God Scroll seemed to be much better than the Fire God Scroll!

In this way, there are two choices in front of Ye Yang. Should I continue to practice the Fire God Skill, or practice this mysterious Fire God Scroll?

After thinking for a long time, Ye Yang made up his mind, took a different approach, and secretly practiced the Fire God Scroll!

After all, the Fire God is definitely not a rare treasure. All millions of children of the entire Fire God clan can practice, and the Fire God Scroll is probably only Ye Yang, the only one in the world.

I returned to the room with the broken scroll and began to follow the recorded mind method on the scroll. The fire power flowed repeatedly in my body, and I felt very comfortable every day after every day.

On the second day, Ye Yang was still sitting on the bed, but found that his Fire God power was more pure, and he was full of energy. It seemed that the Fire God Scroll had already shown some effects!

...

"Young Master! Young Master!"

A maid called out outside the door: "Young Master, get up. Outside the door, a man named Zhang Tianhe said to come and find you, Master!"

Ye Yang said: "I understand, you can go on!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ye Yang stood up, came to the periphery, and shouted: "Go to the fortune, where is the treasure?"

"Brush!"

The figure flies, and two dog slaves appeared in front of Ye Yang and said with a smirk: "Young Master, what are you asking?"

"Go to the back garden to get a manure bucket, fill it with manure juice, take a manure spoon, and follow me to the street for a while!"

"Ah? Master, what's the use of these?"

"Stop talking nonsense, go and prepare!"

"yes!"

Not long after, two servants walked out carrying a bucket of stinky water. Ye Yang strode to the outside of the mansion. Sure enough, Zhang Tianhe was already waiting outside in black outfit.

"Let's go, let's go and find the bad luck of the Seven Hegemons of Good City!"
To be continued...