[0111]Wanjian Villa, kill

There are more and more scattered wild immortals in the small teahouse. Even if Yihe thinks with his toes, he can figure out what must be wrong with it.

The couple drank tea and listened to those people talking loudly. It turned out that they were going to a place called "Wanjian Villa". It is said that the young owner of Wanjian Villa will hold a coming-of-age ceremony this year, and everyone went to watch the ceremony - of course, Yi He guessed that this was not the only thing.

Maybe this is a condom prepared for some people for him to jump in by himself. Countless thoughts wandered around in his head, and finally Yi He decided to follow these people to have a look.

rode on a unicorn beast that looked a little fat, and the two walked leisurely behind the buttocks of the group. A thin layer of water mist cut people's sight. The four hooves of the unicorn beast quickly planed in the sky, and the clouds under their feet paved a cloud road layer by layer.

Blood and tears said, "I really haven't heard of that Wanjian Villa before. Yi Lang, are you really sure that this is a calculation for you?"

Yi He said, "I don't know, but we'd better go and have a look. In the future, we will participate in the excitement. We must appear when there is a lot of excitement - don't they want to count on me? Well, I take the initiative a little every time to see who counts who!"

Yi closed the corners of his mouth with a sneer, and a cold light flashed away in his eyes.

Wanjian Villa is a long way from the small teahouse. Yihe followed them for about a week before they arrived. A young acquaintance took them to the wing room for a while. About three days later, the monks went out one after another and began to participate in the young master's coming-of-age ceremony.

This ceremony is very lively and boring, that is, watching a little child take the long sword given to him by his elders, and then stand up and say a lot of words about what he wants to do in the future. There are many of them in Yihe, but most of the guests are still very happy.

Yi He threw a bunch of grapes into his mouth, chewed a few bites and spit out all the seeds of the branches, and fell in love with blood and tears, and did not pay attention to this matter at all.

"Brother Yi, so you are also here?"

Yi He once again saw the brother who agreed to be shameless with him, and his whole face turned green. After a greeting, he fled, and the bustle of Wanjian Villa was half-time. A day later, Yi He appeared on a high mountain wall tens of thousands of miles away with blood and tears!

Blood and tears said, "Are you so afraid to see that person?"

"Well, it's rarer than a shameless person, and I really don't want to see him again."

Yi He shook his head and sighed.

The cold wind on the mountain is blowing, and the people are particularly comfortable. Yihe looks into the distance, pulls blood and tears to fly to the sky, and travels hand in hand, which is extremely happy.

Suddenly, several breaths locked Yihe, and Yihe's body couldn't help but pause and asked, "Who is it?"

"Wanjian Villa - Wanjianqiu!"

"One thousand swords."

"Wanjian is destroyed."

The three shadows vaguely presented an encirclement situation that would make it easy to be trapped. Among them, Wan Jianqiu said directly: "Little thief, know the same, let the princess go quickly, otherwise today will be your death."

Yihe looked at the blood and tears. I don't understand why. People's blood slaughter has recognized it. Are you a bird feather? Yi He took a deep breath and said in a pun, "Do you care about your fart? Blood and tears belong to me in this life. If you have the ability, you can kill it!"

Yihe opened a mouth and spewed out a direct easy-to-combinding, which turned into the size of a truck head hovering on the top of the head, and strips of black air drooped down, forming an incomparable defense.

Wan Jianyi: "Little thief, don't blame me for waiting for being ruthless!"

A silver-white sword gas roared out, like a violent dragon roaring towards Yihe. The sword spirit hit the black gas of Yihe. After jingling for a while, Yihe was actually safe and sound. In case of the sword shouted, "Let's go together and deal with the thief. You don't need to say anything. Benevolence and morality!"

Yi He smiled bitterly and scolded, "Shameless."

Can Yihe not be depressed? By the way, his luck has not been smooth for so many years. These people are almost all group fights. Every time he fights against a group of people alone, and now he has experience - although he liked group fights when he was a mortal, this retribution is too unfair!

How many times did he beat up? How many times has he been beaten again?

Yihe now doesn't even have a chance to call grievances. Three directions and three swords have almost cut off all the retreats of Yihe. Fortunately, these people don't know the content of the three volumes of Tianzangfeng, otherwise Yihe is really dangerous. Now the question in front of Yihe is how to deal with these three people.

Wan Jianqiu, Wan Jianyi, Wan Jian Shi, are the three heads of Wan Jian Villa.

The cultivation of these three people is at the peak of Jinxian, and their realm is so much higher than that of Yihe. Anyway, Yihe is also a figure who has passed the golden fairy disaster, but the magic weapon in their hands is used to attack, but Yihe's magic weapon is defending, which is very disadvantageous!

Yi Yiyi gritted his teeth and was about to spit out dry sorrow, but he immediately gave up the plan. The ten fingers of his two hands wrote 16 thunder words in the void, arranged together in all directions and combined into a unified word. This word should still be thunder in pronunciation, but its power...

Booming...

The orange, dark purple, blue spherical lightning suddenly appeared, and the sword light around the three people was fiercely split. When the lightning thunder ball disappeared, the opponent's sword spirit also disappeared.

Yi He took this opportunity to suddenly rush up. His fists rushed like lightning, and the illusory fists rushed out one after another. The fist was really a fist to the flesh, and the Yi Heyin on his head also became like a brick in it.

Wan Jian shouted "Kun", and a blue and secluded sword light mixed with boundless ghosts swept towards Yihe, and Wan Jian shouted in one mouth - "Cut off ghosts and gods!"

"Bang!"

Yi Heyin and Wan Jianyi's unique move collided fiercely. Two taels flew backwards, and Yihe's knees hit Wan Jianyi's chest thousands of times in a row, but a layer of cyan Taiji suddenly defended Wan Jianyi's body, making all the attacks of Yihe fail.

Yi He spit and said, "Look at my Feng Yuan finger!"

Feng Yuanzhi, a skill recorded on Yitianshu, all the attacks are on the finger. As long as it is hit, it is really under Fengyuan's finger and there is no life.

If a fairy's vitality is sealed, what else can be done besides waiting to die? Yihe's figure became hazy, and his fingers turned illusory. Huge fingers with a diameter of more than one meter in the void fell from the void and poked at the three people fiercely.

The sword light of the three people swayed, and Wan Jianyi and Wan Jian destroyed them in a row and retreated one after another. Wan Jianqiu stepped on his feet and seemed to be preparing for another powerful spell.

I don't know when a large number of black clouds gathered in the sky, and an extremely flexible black lightning engulfed Wan Jianqiu, and then the sword light fiercely split towards Yihe - there was no sound, and it seemed that the space also disappeared at this moment. The power of black thunder made people dare not underestimate it. !

Yi Heyin resisted slightly and was split out by the black thunder. Yi He quickly retreated, and the lightning chased Yi He's buttocks and bombarded him.

"Pervert, what kind of thunder and lightning?"

In the blink of an eye, Yihe pulled out countless virtual shadows in the sky with the black lightning. After the ten thousand swords sent out a sword, they seemed to be powerless and could only rest in place, while the other two continued to take the opportunity, also preparing for a big move. Suddenly, a red fire dragon chanted--

Wan Jian split out fiercely one by one.

The sword gas turned into a fire dragon and went to encircle and suppress it. In just a moment, ten thousand swords also launched its own devastating sword. His sword was inserted into the ground, and the thrusts on the ground suddenly broke through the ground and pierced Yihe.

Black lightning, red fire dragon, and the thorns on the ground!

Yi He's Zhou's body is surrounded and there is no way to escape. Now his head is a little bit stuck, and he doesn't know how to resist better now.

His figure quickly shuttled between those moving spurs, lightning and fire dragons chased after them. Yi He secretly released his relatives and grabbed them in his hand. Suddenly, he turned around fiercely. One-third of the black lightning crashed, but the remaining two-thirds still did not give up Yihe.

Yihe screamed strangely and chopped while running. Ganqi's axe was very powerful. After about four or five times, he completely cut off the lightning, and the rest of the fire dragon and thrusts also consumed more than ten times.

Yi He held Gan Qi, believed in his confidence and shouted, "What else do you have to do? Come on, or be careful of yourself and let me accidentally fool your heads!" While talking, Yihe's relatives have split more than 70 times in a row!

More than 60 times against Wan Jianyi and Wan Jianyi.

More than ten of them are against Wan Jianqiu - and these more than ten are obviously the killing moves. The more than 60 axes probably become mostly. The virtual shadows of the axes in the sky are horizontal, the huge axes cover the sky and the sun, the stirring air is chaotic, and large areas of Zhenyuan permeates around.

The world seen with the naked eye is distorted and deformed, and there is almost no resistance. Wan Jianqiu was chopped into a human stick by an easy axe. Except for most of his body, his head was split into four halves.

Gan Qi returned to Yihe's hands.

The lines on Gan Qi, who was full of blood, became bright. The other two were very angry and tried their best to launch their swordsmanship to kill Yi He. They obviously wanted to avenge Wan Jianqiu, but without one person, they were not Yihe's opponent at all.

Yihe's plate axe swayed in his hand, like Zhang Feixiu. In a moment, he dismembered the two people. Yi He took a long breath and said, "I really don't know who is going to deal with me?"

Blood and tears will naturally have no answer - who knows this kind of thing? Anyway, it seems that there are many people who are easy to offend, and this matter is really hard to say. So blood and tears simply shut up and didn't answer Yihe's words. After a long time, Yihe suddenly patted his forehead: "Damn it, Wan Jianyi, kill ghosts and gods!"

Isn't this bullying Yihe? Haven't you seen Zhu Xian? But at least, Su Xiaoru likes to watch it, doesn't she? Wan Jianyi, Zhu Xian, is this just a coincidence between reality and the novel, or is there any internal connection? Yihe rubbed his nose and simply threw this behind his head.

Today, some people have been offended, and Yihe doesn't know how many enemies he has.

It's just that not long after, the annoying and shameless guy came again.

"Brother Yi, how can you leave without saying a sound?"

"Oh ha, isn't this Brother Lu?"

A smile suddenly piled up on Yi He's face and arched his hand at the other party. Gan Qi chopped at the other party fiercely for the first time. Yi Heyin followed and completely pressed Lv Hengqiu into a meat pie - it seemed that every time Lv Hengqiu appeared was too coincidental.

Some murder flashed in Yi He's eyes, and Lv Hengqiu was beaten up unprepared. Unexpectedly, he turned into a black gas and was about to escape!

"Stay!"

Yi He shouted loudly, and a red lotus suddenly bloomed. Yi He grabbed it in his hand and shook it hard. A huge attraction from the turbid red dust sucked the black gas, making him unable to escape. Yi He sneered and turned the many industries into a cage.

Yi He said, "Lv Hengqiu, now you can tell me who you are!"

"You let go of me, you, you..."

Yi He shook his head and sighed, "Don't say it. Anyway, it's just a dead man. It doesn't matter whether you say it or not." After saying that, Yi He was going to completely destroy this wisp of black gas. The other party opened his teeth and claws in a panic, but it didn't help. Under the heoing karma of the red lotus, it collapsed little by little!

The last bit of pure soul power clashed in the red lotus. After flying for a long time, he did not find a way out. The power of the soul was forcibly absorbed into his body by Yihe, which made him know some of the originals.

This Lv Hengqiu is indeed a chess piece, but it is not Laozi's chess piece, but Yuanshi Tianzun's. At that time, Lv Hengqiu was originally a mortal. When he passed through Kunlun, he met Yuanshi Tianzun. Yuanshi Tianzun pressed a square hole money on his eyebrows. Since then, this Lv Hengqiu has become a puppet.

A puppet whose soul was tragically suppressed - finally, Yi He did a good thing this time.

And Yihe learned a piece of information from here!

Almost everyone has the magic power to open up the world, and every saint also has his own small world. For example, the three people who have just been killed by Yi He are the people who have soared in the small world of Laozi... These small worlds are strange and unpredictable.

Yihe rubbed his forehead with a headache and muttered, "How to fight this?" I'm definitely not the opponent of the saint, but if you let me kowtow, I can't do it. Forbearance, why can't I stand it? It should have been a ninja turtle in my last life, and it would not be so tragic now!"

Blood and tears asked with concern, "Yi Lang, how's it going?"

"It's okay, let's continue to play with mountains and water..."

What can Yihe say? Is it your own trouble? It's better for him to worry about this kind of thing alone. Even if blood and tears know about many things, there is nothing he can do. In this case, why should she worry about this and that with herself?

Blood and tears said, "Don't talk about it."

After the two cleaned up the scene here, they left!

Not long after, when the guests of Wanjian Villa came to participate in the adulthood of the young master and the people of Wanjian Villa came, three dead people were left here. As for Lv Hengqiu, there was not even a corpse at all. After a general inspection, the young master of Wanjian Villa cried bitterly and regarded Yihe as the number one enemy!

After a month, the people of Wanjian Villa were full of voices. The young master of Wanjian Villa organized a demon slaughtering conference in front of the immortals of the world. He talked about this person, gritted his teeth, killed his voice, and the heroes were furious.

It's so gorgeous that it's easy to synthesize the devil that everyone shouts to fight.

But when people in the world were looking for Yihe, Yihe seemed to have completely evaporated from the world and disappeared. On a huge island in the easternmost, a group of forcibly captured people began to work under the scolding of two fierce owners——

Yihe wants to build a base here, a modern and scientific base!

Science can't solve all problems, but it can solve most of the problems. Yihe needs an analytical and research institution to help himself - help him make better materials, help him make more powerful magic weapons, and even some powerful and heinous warships!

Maybe one day, when the three worlds are united, he will drive a warship and take his own troops and Hongjun, primitive saints to fight an earth-shaking battle.

Blood and Tears are very uncertain about Yihe's plan and asked, "Yi Lang, is this really okay? Why do I feel that this doesn't seem very realistic? And how long will it take for our base to develop before we can put it into practice? Without saying anything else, if it's too powerful, my father won't agree!"

Yi He took a deep breath and said, "Tears, don't worry, we only need to control one-tenth of the population, one-tenth of the population, monks, and we can get everything we want. As for time... Our first generation are all mortals. The so-called ten-year trees and a hundred years of trees are not a problem.