Before walking to the three camps, Lu Yang did not have any intention of taking the other party seriously. He walked out of the shadow and came under the huge sunstone.

The camps of the three families are located in three directions, and in the middle is a large open space.

In the open space, six corpses were lying in a row, with no external injuries on the corpse. It was obviously because they were shattered by someone with extremely severe techniques and died.

These included two old men, namely the two elders of the Shen family and the Mo family.

In the center of the open space, there was a gray-haired man standing. His spiritual energy was swelling. It was obvious that after a big battle, he had not completely restrained the spiritual energy into his body.

Not far away was a male cultivator in his thirties or forties standing, looking silent and did not dare to breathe.

Although Duanmu Ming is from the Duanmu family, he obviously doesn't think he can save his life because of this. He has watched one of his companions be killed by Duanmu Yan with his own eyes.

Besides, Duanmu Yan is now full of eyes. As long as he makes Duanmu Yan unhappy with just one word, no, or even just speaks and attracts Duanmu Yan's attention, he may be killed by Duanmu Yan.

Therefore, Duanmu Ming did not dare to speak or move.

When Lu Yang appeared in front of them, Duanmu Ming, who was tense in his nerves, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

In the past twenty years, no invader has ever appeared!

At the bottom of the Black Wind Stream, where could a cultivator be able to sneak in with his own abilities...

He hurriedly looked at Duanmu Yan not far away, and was about to speak out to remind him, Duanmu Yan had already spoken: "Are you finally here?"

Duanmu Ming was startled. Judging from Duanmu Yan's meaning, it seemed that he had known that someone had invaded a long time ago?

Lu Yang was also surprised: "Oh? Do you know I'm here?"

When Duanmu Yan heard this young male voice, Duanmu Yan's face moved slightly. When he opened his eyes, he found that the person in front of him was such a young cultivator, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Who are you?!"

After a brief shock, Duanmu Yan quickly reacted and took half a step. The aura that was already ready to go suddenly exploded, causing the air around to tremble, and the nearby gravel was directly shaken away.

Looking at Duanmu Yan who suddenly attacked, Lu Yang also felt a little strange.

"I am Lu Yang, Lu Yang, Lu Yang of the Lu family!"

Lu Yang still reported himself to his home very frankly.

"Lu family?"

Hearing these two words, Duanmu Yan's gaze flashed: "Who is the Crazy Lion?"

Although I don’t know why Duanmu Yan asked this, Lu Yang still answered: “It’s my father.”

A true expression flashed through Duanmu Yan's eyes: "It turns out that he is the son of the Crazy Lion... No wonder you came to Heifengjian to save the remnants of this previous dynasty!"

Duanmu Yan's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Where is your father! Call him out and fight me!"

Lu Yang met Duanmu Yan's gaze and was calm and unafraid: "My father didn't come, I'm the only one here."

Duanmu Yan was stunned again when he heard this. The reason why he stayed here was to fight the mad lion.

Although he had never fought with the Land War, he had also heard of the name of the Crazy Lion. When the Land War made a big fuss in the Duanmu family, he was in the dungeon of the Duanmu family.

Duanmu Yan was originally a war-loving person. His hard work in the crypt at the bottom of the Black Wind Stream for the past twenty years has made his personality even more extreme. Feiyang Novel

Now that he has been promoted to the Spirit Lord, although he has started a massacre, he still feels unsatisfied and is trying to find a powerful opponent to compete.

"I originally thought that the one who broke into this place should be the Crazy Lion... After all, he was known as the most likely genius cultivator to be promoted to the Spirit Lord back then."

Duanmu Yan stared at the young man in front of him with playful thought: "But that's right. With the personality of the Crazy Lion, after he comes here, he should directly find the troops from our three families to fight, rather than using despicable strategies to provoke discord!"

"oh?"

Lu Yang then realized that it seemed that the reason why Duanmu Yan knew that someone had entered the crypt was that he heard something from the Mo family and the Shen family cultivators, and found a strange deduction.

Lu Yang smiled and said, "So you emit detection fluctuations and force us to show up?"

Qi Lingxiang's eyes flashed, and she realized why Lu Yang's route did not avoid the three camps, but came straight.

"According to the saying that the cultivators who can enter the Black Wind Stream are at least all spiritual masters. If the spiritual master intentionally blocks his breath, it will be difficult for me to discover..."

As he said that, Duanmu Yan's eyes turned to Qi Lingxiang: "But with your mother's situation, you can't escape my detection."

Lu Yang naturally understood this, so he simply showed up with Qi Lingxiang.

This was also a bit unexpected to Duanmu Yan: "I didn't expect that the one who dared to break into this place was such a little kid, and I didn't expect that you would have the courage to come to see me directly..."

Lu Yang smiled back and said, "What's there to dare? Anyway... you are not my opponent."

These words made the audience stunned!

Duanmu Ming widened his eyes even widened and looked at Lu Yang in disbelief: What did this kid say? He said Duanmu Yan was not his opponent? Was he crazy?

Duanmu Yan heard Lu Yang's words, but he laughed without anger: "What a crazy boy! This is quite true to your father's true story... but I don't know how strong it is!"

As he said that, Duanmu Yan whispered coldly, waved his sleeves, and the spiritual energy in his body immediately rolled out.

call--

However, the energy surged and gathered as it pounced on Lu Yang. Later, it condensed into several extremely fierce sword winds and suddenly slashed towards Lu Yang.

Those sword winds seemed to be a little different from ordinary spiritual energy and the moment they approached Lu Yang, they made him feel an unusual sense of coldness.

"oh?"

Lu Yang's eyes flashed slightly. He, who had originally planned to arouse the strong wind to deal with it, suddenly stopped moving and reached out to grab it.

Bang!

The sword wind slashed under his palm without deviation, but beyond everyone's expectations, the sword wind exploded on the spot with his five fingers.

"It is indeed a skill to be able to enter this Black Wind Stream."

Seeing this, Duanmu Yan's eyes moved slightly, revealing a look of interest.

Lu Yang's eyes looked at him, and he looked very interested in his eyes, and that kind of interest was even more than Duanmu Yan.

"So that's it. No wonder you have achieved the leap of the Venerable Realm in this Black Wind Stream where there is nothing."

Lu Yang said with a chuckling.

This sentence attracted Duanmu Ming's attention. Duanmu Yan was also very clear about Duanmu Yan's hard work here, so when Duanmu Yan was the first to reach the Quasi-Spiritual Lord fifteen years ago, no one was surprised.
Chapter completed!