Elder Yingchuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect was a short and fat old man, and at this time he was sitting in a small town under Tizong Mountain, in a fairly elegant attic, squinting his eyes and looking at a brocade-clothed man kneeling on the ground, drinking tea.

"Ao, according to what you say, this body sect has opened the formation of sealing the mountain, and is ready to see us, does that mean?"

"Yes, Elder, we followed your decree and secretly probed this bombing Tianshan more than 10 times, but the other party's guard was too strict, and we did not sneak into the mountain. For this reason, 27 disciples of his own sect were also lost, and the elders were asked to punish their subordinates. ”

This brocade-clothed man is an inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, with the cultivation of a 7th-order martial artist. Among the inner disciples of the Thousands of Heavenly Sword Sect, he can be regarded as a master, but he knelt in front of Yingchuan, a little old man who looked a little kind, and now his body trembled.

There was no other reason, but he knew that the old man in front of him was the famous smiling Yama. When it comes to the title of Smiling Yama, not only in the Heavenly Sword Sect, but also in this huge East Luzhou, he is also a big person.

Yingchuan, the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Wuhou Xiuwei, with a pair of Wu hooks in his hand, once scraped the male and female swords who were also Wuhou Xiuwei, and gnawed their flesh raw. In East Luzhou, it is a god who can stop children from crying.

The Jinyi man's name is Tang Yan, and he once saw this Yingchuan elder in the Heavenly Sword Sect with his own eyes, and once ripped off the human skin of a disciple who made a mistake alive, and sprinkled salt on him, causing him to wail for three days and die.

"Hey, I didn't do my errand this time, and I don't know if this little life can be saved. Tang Yan knelt on the ground, sweat dripping from his face and muttered.

"Ao, how do you know that the Body Sect has closed the mountain, have you verified it yourself?" Yingchuan glanced at Tang Yan with a smile and took a sip of tea.

After Yingchuan finished speaking, Tang Yan felt a cold wind blowing from his back, and he couldn't help but shudder Lingling, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake with its fangs outstretched.

Tang Yan didn't care about the cold sweat that ran down his face, and hurriedly arched his head and said: "Elder, last night the Demon Clan's Thunder Winged Tiger King led hundreds of demons to attack the Body Sect angrily, but they attacked all night, and they didn't hit the Mountain Gate of the Body Sect, and finally lost a hundred people, just a short time ago they retreated, I secretly watched from the back all night, and saw that they couldn't break the formation of the Body Sect, so the disciple came back to report to the elder. Before the Thunder Winged Tiger King retreated, he roared wildly and said that the Body Sect had opened the Great Array of Mountain Sealing, and this disciple knew. ”

"Ao, the Thunder Winged Tiger King is a quasi-king-level demon, even he returned in vain, it seems that the body sect is really sealing the mountain. You cut off your arm and go and roast the old man, and the old man wants to have a drink, take it and drink it, go ahead. ”

A cold glow appeared in Yingchuan's slender eyes, and he flicked his sleeves and said.

"Elder Xie's grace not to kill, the disciple retired. Tang Yan raised his head, turned his right hand into a knife, gritted his teeth, cut off his left arm, and fell to the ground, splashing blood on the ground in front of him. His body shook a little, he stood up with a pale face, bowed to Yingchuan, and then picked up the broken arm on the ground, ticked a bloody trace, and walked out of the house.

"Well, the smell of blood, this smell is too charming, it seems that this body sect doesn't know what treasure it has gotten, and if you start to shrink your head turtle, then leave you for a while, wait for the sect master to come out and smash your turtle shell, and then all the treasures are from my Heavenly Sword Sect, hahaha." ”

Yingchuan saw the red hair and blood on the ground, and a red light appeared in his eyes, he used his chubby hands to gently fan the tip of his nose, and said with a crazy face.

Recently, for some reason, the most majestic main peaks of the Bombing Tianshan Mountain were suddenly shrouded in layers of white mist. Originally, in the small city at the foot of the mountain, you can still see the green and blue eyes when you look up, but with the fog covering the mountain in the past few days, the hunters in the city found that the main peak of the bombing Tianshan could not be climbed, and the thick white fog seemed to be incredible, and it was like a wall, blocking people's way up the mountain.

"Lao Li, the old man on the mountain, it seems that he has closed the fairy palace on the mountain with the immortal method, hey, it's not these strangers from the city, I am worried about the treasure on the mountain, the old man can't ...... it"

Several old people in the small city gathered together, looking at strangers walking on the street, and whispered about them.

"Lao Zhang, look, what is that?" said a suddenly gray-haired old hunter, pointing to the air, trembling lips.

At the foot of the bombing of the Tianshan Mountain, a huge figure with thousands of radiant rays suddenly stood at the foot of the mountain.

"The body sect thief is guts, practicing evil arts behind closed doors, and he was discovered by my Heavenly Sword Sect, and he dared to kill my disciple, this king Heavenly Sword King, today for the Heavenly Dao, slaughtered you and other evil thieves. Just a formation, see this king break. ”

The huge figure thundered like thunder, and the inhabitants of the small town covered their ears uncontrollably. Just when the people were stunned, a thousand-zhang long giant sword let out a piercing sword roar, and slashed fiercely at the fog cover that sealed the mountain.

The sword fell, and the sea of fog churned. The white mist that closed the mountain was like a white python, making a piercing chirp, an unwilling twist, and began to fade. The residents of the mountain, through the thinning white mist, can already see the clumps of hazy green on the mountain.

Seeing the white mist thinning, the giant's face showed a wisp of triumph, "I, Li Wuji, have been in retreat for a hundred years, and finally stepped into the middle stage of the Martial King, this little body sect should be the place where the old man went out to sacrifice the sword." ”

But before the smile on his face could disappear, a rough word came from the mountain.

"Get out, the day the body sect reopens the mountain gate is when your old ghost Li leaves the body. This sect has been closed for ten years, and if there is a small offense in the mountain, it will be such a thief. ”

As soon as the rude words fell, a fist as big as a mountain of glittering light slammed into Li Wouji's huge face with lightning speed.

"Oops!" Li Wouji's huge body seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and the volley of the hit flew up, letting out a miserable cry in the air.

As he glided through the air, his huge body became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a normal-sized old man in brocade with a bloody face, and landed on the ground thousands of kilometers away from the small city with a "boom", smashing the hard stone ground into a human-shaped pit.

Outside the big pit of the "Sect Master", Yingchuan and a few disciples, who didn't care about shocking the world, gathered at the edge of the pit with their swords in the air, and shouted.

"Ahem, what are you shouting, quickly help me get up, and go back to the sect. ”

In the pit, Li Wuji coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and said weakly.

Yingchuan and a few people hurriedly entered the pit, picked up Li Wou-ki, sacrificed a flying magic weapon like a small boat, and hurriedly carried Li Wou-ki into the boat. Then the boat soared into the air as if it had been driven by a dog, turned into an aurora, and disappeared in an instant.

Not long after the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect left, waves of unfamiliar faces also left the small town below the mountain. The town was once again quiet, but the inhabitants of the city looked reverently at the hill.

"The old men on the mountain are mighty, and even the gods have been beaten away!"