The Guardian Legion of Sword God Villa joined the battlefield and immediately upset the balance. This legion, which has spent a huge amount of manpower and material resources to cultivate, is full of the ambition of the Sword God Villa for Jianzhou, and it is naturally different from ordinary guards. In the more than a dozen unknown beast tides over the years, Feng Zhihua led them to pacify nine of them, and he has become the guardian of Jianzhou.

Feng Nanxing held the sword, as if he had changed into a different person, but at this moment, his eyes were no longer pure, and there was a little more hatred. He couldn't understand why Brother Yan, whom he respected so much, wanted to kill Seventh Brother Feng Gantang in front of him, although the other party said that it was Seventh Brother's own will, he still felt that this was a quibble.

Yan Li looked at Feng Nanxing's immature face, and thought of the four sisters who were let go by him, did he have to be soft-hearted again? He interrogated himself in the depths of his heart: What role do I belong to in this big battle? If it is for the sake of Zangjian Peak, I have just destroyed their revenge; if it is for the sake of Senior Brother, these people surnamed Feng are all brothers and sisters of Senior Brother; if it is for myself, what benefits can I gain?

At the last moment when Feng Nanxing attacked with hatred, he got the answer in a flash: when you want to kill others, you should be prepared to be killed by others. Did Feng Nanxing really move with murderous intent? There is no doubt that it is, so these multiple concerns did not exist from the beginning, why didn't they kill the four sisters and save them? Because they still have the mentality of learning from each other, if it is a life-and-death fight, how can they take turns one by one?

Feng Nanxing then died.

Yan Li felt a little tired and threw away the broken Qinggang sword, but seeing that his side was in a huge crisis again, he was helpless and ready to continue to enter the battlefield, at this time he saw Wang Langtai suddenly appear, and said to him with a smile, "Senior Brother Yan, I know that you don't really want to help the sword." ”

"Oh?" said Yan.

Wang Langtai said with a smile: "If you are sincere, my father will never do anything to you and Hidden Sword Peak, then I will not have a chance to kill you to vent my anger." He tried to win the other party's heart first, regretting his second betrayal.

Yan Li felt a little funny, but he didn't laugh because he hated Wang Langtai very much. "You came to me alone just to explain it?"

"Of course I'm here to kill you. After Wang Langtai finished speaking, he turned around and ran.

"The reason why the Sword Court is smoky is because of your gang. "Yan Li has long wanted to kill Wang Langtai, how could he let him run away, and catch up with him. Unexpectedly, Wang Langtai's body style is really powerful, and he has been predicted in advance several times with "sword movement". "You're here to kill me, how can you run away?"

Wang Langtai ran for a while, and had gone deep into the jungle, when he heard this, he suddenly jumped onto a tree and looked down condescendingly, "I admit that I am not your opponent, but why should I deal with you alone? The purpose of our Sword Fighting Association has always been to unite and help each other, and you will help whoever is in trouble, and you will not understand." ”

Feng Zhihua walked out slowly and looked at Yan Li with a smile. He looks simple and unpretentious, but he has a unique bearing, which makes people unable to touch his details.

Yan Li glanced at it and said, "The so-called 'sword bearer', somehow always likes to use crowd tactics, and says that others don't understand. What I can't understand is that you who have left behind the honor of swordsmen, how can you have the confidence to 'hold the sword'?"

"Second master, take a look, don't blame the kid for leaving you, it's because this person is too arrogant. Wang Langtai said, then turned to Yan Li and said lightly, "With the status of the second master, he didn't bother to do anything to you, and it was all you who killed yourself." Let me tell you, the second master was originally ordered by his father to directly lead the escort army into the battlefield and kill all those who resisted within two quarters of an hour. Of course, you may not believe it, but let me tell you, the second master was already a saint ten years ago, whether he has this ability, you can find out in person. ”

"Oh?" Yan Li narrowed his eyes, Feng Zhihua didn't say a word, and a huge figure really rose behind him, a huge sense of oppression, there is no doubt that it is the manifestation of the true monarch. He followed before slowly spitting out the words, "Kill you first, and then kill the people of Hidden Sword Peak, and let you reunite in the Star Sea, which is considered my mercy." After speaking, a sword slashed out.

"You're going to die here. Yan Li took out the Qinglian lantern, transformed it into a sword, and used the true yuan to condense it into a scabbard as before, adjusted the rhythm of breathing, slightly exposed the sword edge a few inches, and against it in front of him, the sword light was absorbed, and suddenly the world was quiet, and all the sounds were deprived, and those who were familiar with him knew that it was the starting style of "invincible in ten directions".

At a certain moment, the sword light suddenly erupted, and the four directions, up and down, nine heavens and ten earths, were all included in it, and everything was destroyed. With a single sword, the jungle within a radius of dozens of miles was razed to the ground, and there was no greenery in the air.

Yan Li was quite satisfied with this sword, originally the only drop of true yuan in his body, he had consumed it several times, and there was not much left, and it was still very worthwhile to use this small amount of true yuan to kill Wang Langtai and a manifest saint. Cultivators who have just entered the land true immortal are like this, a drop of true yuan has to be squeezed and used. Of course, the amount of true qi contained in a drop of true yuan is unimaginable in the following realms.

He had no choice but to sit down, and was about to breathe, when he suddenly felt that the ground in front of him was stirring, and a hand dug it out, and then he saw a dark man climb up, and then a second, and then a third. One of them complained: "Those fools, called digging a deep pit, I didn't expect to dig a spring, and we were all covered in mud!" The people who climbed up couldn't wait to see Yan Li's panicked expression, but they didn't expect that Yan Li just said suspiciously: "Who are you?

Wang Langtai was so angry that he wiped the mud off his face and shouted: "Steal a fart! It's me, Wang Langtai! Yan Li, you didn't expect it, we're still alive!"

Yan Li said: "Oh, I just thought who would dig to the bottom and hide, it turned out to be the 'sword bearer'." Why is there one more?"

"It's me, Flattering Wu!" Flattering Wu wiped the mud from his face and said sullenly, he always felt that the script did not go as expected. He observed Yan Li and found that he was indeed exhausted, so he shouted loudly, "Tell you Yan Li, you have been fooled, my law domain looks like a manifest saint, and with the second uncle's divine realm, I have created a manifest saint true monarch, as soon as you heard that the people of the Hidden Sword Peak are in danger, as we expected, you used your strongest means, you must have no trace of true yuan now, so you are not allowed to let us kill?" Although he said this, looking at Yan Li's expression, it was really difficult to be happy.

Feng Zhihua had never been so embarrassed, and he didn't feel as happy as a life-and-death duel with Yan Li, so he didn't feel happy at all.

Yan Li said: "Oh, and then you."

We dug a pit in advance to avoid it, but how did you make it look like this, I thought it was a little thief from somewhere, digging the ancestral grave of the Sword Court here. ”

"Kill him!" Wang Langtai couldn't hold back any longer, screamed, and immediately drew his sword fiercely and pounced. His posture with his sword was upright, speeding in mid-air, as fast as thunder, with the momentum of ten thousand pounds, and he was sure that Yan Li's strength was exhausted, and he did not hesitate to take him by the throat.

Yan Li's eyes were mocking, and when the opponent's sword was about to hit his throat, he tilted his head, and the sword grazed his neck, and the sharp edge it brought cut his body skin, he didn't care, his left hand pointed at the sword, and flicked it on the sword at will.

The inexplicable power of concussion made Wang Langtai's wrist completely lost, and for a while, the follow-up changes could not be used, and even because he was out of control of the sword, he could not retract the sword, although he was not shocked, he saw that he wiped it from the Qiankun ring, and a palm-sized jade toad appeared in his hand, sneering, the jade toad's mouth suddenly opened, and it actually spewed out a green and faint poisonous flame, towards Yan Li's door mask.

Yan Li smiled, the blue light on his body flashed, and the poisonous flame didn't know where to fall, followed the sword that grabbed Wang Langtai and pulled it back, snatched the jade toad with his hand, and felt it carefully, and found that it was a treasure, and immediately injected true qi, and sprayed it on Wang Langtai's face.

"Ahh

"You lack reverence for the sword. Yan Li made a judgment indifferently, that is, he grabbed Wang Langtai's sword, stretched out his foot, hooked his body, and lifted his body into the air, followed by the four sword lights, and then used his sword to cut off his limbs.

Wang Langtai's whole body was hit hard, and at this moment when the pain was extreme, his mind seemed to have given up on self-help, no longer conveying pain, but echoing Yan Li's sentence, because his father Yang Qiusheng also said exactly the same thing.

Feng Chengwu watched Wang Langtai rush up, and was cut into a stick by Yan Li with just one face, and a cold breath came out of his tail bone, jumping straight into his head. "You, aren't you unable to move?" He couldn't help but tremble when he saw Yan Li standing up with a ruddy face, as if it was all a scene.

Yan Li threw the sword to Wang Langtai, who was waiting for death, the sword owner died, and the sword was naturally buried, which was its best destination, even if it was a scumbag. He said with a smile: "You are the next owner of the Sword God Villa, why don't you try it yourself?"

Feng Zhihua pinched a dust removal spell, washed the two of them, revealed their true colors, and then reached out and pulled out the sword behind his back, "Feng Chengwu, he is right, you are the next owner, show your strength, don't let the second uncle feel that it is a mistake to assist you!"

Feng Chengwu hesitated again and again, knowing that if he didn't kill Yan Li today, it would be difficult to break up, so he had to grit his teeth and say: "Okay, for Yu'er, for the sake of the villa, I will fight again!"

Feng Zhihua was relieved: "Okay, this is not in vain Second Uncle's intentions for you for so many years." He reached out and patted Feng Chengwu's shoulder, and somehow, the latter suddenly flew towards Yan Li.

PS: There is something to do today, only one chapter. There is something tomorrow, I have to ask for leave, the day after tomorrow to see what time I will come back, if it is earlier than six o'clock in the afternoon, then there will be an update, it is estimated that I will not have the spirit to get home late, I hereby inform you.