One hundred and sixty-three: repeated provocations

Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoAfter thinking about it for a while, Wang Yi's heart has already made a decision!

At this moment, with the fall of the Blood Desert County, with the Scarlet City Wall standing on the border... At present, Xihe County should have gathered a large part of the power of the Demon Continent, and even some great cultivators who have cultivated far beyond the God Transformation Stage should also have a lot!

Under this force, if you can't prove your identity as a Demon Domain monk, let alone leave this place, I'm afraid that if you resist a little, you will be taken down in an instant, and then start the so-called soul search!

However, if you want to prove your identity, there is a certain degree of difficulty for Wang Yi, first of all, he has been separated from the sect for many years, and he does not have the identity of an ordinary sect monk...

"My patience is limited, if you have something that can prove your identity, take it out quickly, otherwise, after half a cup of tea, the old man will personally take you down!" The middle-aged scribe said lightly...

"I'm sorry, I'm just a casual cultivator, and I don't have any identity jade slips or anything like that! However, I have had festivals with the Yue Sect and the Six Dao Sects, and the middle and high-level monks of these two sects should be able to know me!" Wang Yi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and thought of this method, so he said unhurriedly!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present changed color, and even the three god-transforming stage monks couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly, what kind of existence did these two sects have!! One of the great sects of the Demon Gate, any one of them, has the strength to make the Demon Continent change its glory! And the person in front of him actually offended two such sects at the same time, this is really unimaginable!

"You're so talkative! Mouth full of nonsense! How can you, a little Yuan Infant Cultivator, have the qualifications to offend the two Holy Sects at the same time! The black and thin middle-aged man's face was full of disdain, and his words were very unkind, and he said unscrupulously!

Wang Yi laughed, mockingly! This black and thin middle-aged man's constant provocation from the beginning made Wang Yi's heart can't help but have a hint of murderous intent!

"This is also easy to do, the sword fellow of the Yue Yue Sect should be nearby, I can summon him over to debate the authenticity, although it is now in the war stage, Pang Mou does not want to kill by mistake!" The middle-aged scribe's words were ostensibly addressed to Wang Yi, but it was more like a reminder to the black and thin middle-aged man...

The middle-aged scribe did not hesitate, as soon as the words fell, he took out a jade slip from the storage bag, and after saying a few words casually, the jade slip flew out like a streamer, disappeared into the void, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye!

It was not a big effort, in the distance, the air flow in the air rolled violently, the clouds scattered in all directions, and a golden sword light appeared, this sword light, the speed is amazing, domineering, after crossing the sky, the void left countless thousands of ravines like an abyss!

"Kendo friends are really cultivation wizards, only thirty years after breaking through the god transformation period, not only has the cultivation reached the middle stage of the god transformation, but also the combat power is amazing, it is said that he can already fight against the god transformation of the Great Perfection monk without falling behind, it is this flying sword light, the old man also sighed to himself!" The middle-aged scribe looked at the sword light that came rapidly from the sky, and said with emotion!

"Kendo friends are naturally amazing! But Pang Daoyou, you are the first person to become a monk in the Transformation Period, how can you be arrogant! In my opinion, both of you are peerless Heavenly Prides that I have encountered in the Demon Domain Continent for a thousand years!!" The sturdy woman seems to have admired the middle-aged scribe...

The black and thin middle-aged man didn't speak, and smiled faintly, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes!

"Oh, a few fellow Daoists are making fun of Jian again! Haha, how dare Jian, these insect-carving skills that are not elegant, be compared with Brother Pang! "The sword light disappeared, and the figure of the sword unsealed appeared....

The sword is unsealed, still sixty years old, wearing purple clothes, pale eyebrows and windless automatic, although the whole person is thin but gives people a shock like heavenly might...

It can be seen that Jian Wufeng's status among the Demon Domain monks is quite high, and as soon as he appeared, almost everyone in the audience was greeting him, even the eyes of the three Transformation Stage monks looking at him were extremely polite!

Wang Yi's eyes shrank, this sword has not been sealed for decades, the demeanor is better than in the past, the breath on his body is even more terrifying, the whole person stands there, it is like an indestructible blade, domineering, shocking!

After Jian Wufeng greeted everyone on the field, he looked at Wang Yi, his eyes were extremely sharp!

"Jian Mou said back then, when we meet again, it will be the day you take your life!"

Wang Yi's gaze met Jian Wufeng, and he didn't flinch! The monstrous sword intent on the body rose, although the cultivation of the two was one realm apart, but at this moment, between the two, there was a faint feeling of equality!

Jian Wufeng's words, as well as the demeanor of the two of them, anyone can see that they once knew each other, and they had a certain holiday!

"Haha, that's right, decades have passed, and you have the qualifications to be a certain opponent of the sword!" Jian Wufeng's words are full of domineering....

"But right now, the realm war is imminent, and Jian Mou doesn't want to do anything to slaughter his own monks, the grievances between you and my Yue Sect will be put aside for the time being, and after the end of the realm war, Jian Mou should find you to settle the score!" Jian Wufeng's words were sonorous, and he said lightly...

As soon as his words came out, he actually indirectly recognized Wang Yi's identity as a Demon Domain monk, and for a while, the original solemn atmosphere in the field immediately dissipated...

The middle-aged scribe had a thoughtful look on his face...

The sturdy woman's face was expressionless, and it seemed that once the identity of Wang Yi's Demon Domain cultivator was confirmed, she would be too lazy to care about it!

The black and thin middle-aged man had a cold light in his eyes, and there was a hint of unwillingness!

Wang Yi's face was calm, but he couldn't help but look up a little bit at Jian Wufeng in his heart, putting aside the hostile position of the two, this Jian Wufeng's mind was indeed bright and fair!

"After the realm war, as long as Brother Jian is interested, no matter when and where, Wang should accompany him!" Wang Yi clenched his fists and said!

Jian Wufeng snorted and stopped talking!

The middle-aged scribe's gaze swept over the faces of the two, revealing a look of sudden realization, ha, looked at Wang Yi, and said, "You should be the demon slaughter that made a fuss in the immortal cultivation world some time ago!" .... Ha ha.... No wonder the old man said that it is a little familiar! ”

Wang Yi nodded noncommittally, hugged his fists and said: "Since my identity has been determined, I still have something to do, so I won't stay here longer, and you will have a period later!" ”

The middle-aged scribe smiled elegantly, and after a slight groan, he nodded, which can be regarded as agreeing!

Seeing this, the black and thin middle-aged man seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Wait, even if you are my Demon Domain cultivator, I will take you down today, who knows if you will be a spy sent by Tiangang!" ”

After speaking, he slowly stepped forward, and at the same time, half of the low-level monks around him saw this, and they also pulled out their magic weapons one after another and surrounded them!

"Yang Daoyou, what do you mean by this, don't you know that the old man is in charge of this place? Since the old man has agreed to his departure, do you want to oppose the old man's decision..."The middle-aged scribe's face was slightly cold, and he said coldly!

"Brother Pang misunderstood, Yang also had to do it, after all, the Dugu Great Elder of my "Yin Kui Sect" is the current supreme commander of Xihe County, and his old man once said that all the monks who came out of the "Heavenly Desolation Blood Array" would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!! This order, Yang did not dare to disrespect! Moreover, this person is only a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he can pass through the "Heavenly Desolate Blood Array", doesn't Brother Pang think it's strange!! After the black and thin middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't even pay attention to the middle-aged scribe, the momentum on his body dispersed, and he walked slowly towards Wang Yi...

The middle-aged scribe surnamed Pang had an ugly face, and after a little hesitation, he shook his head helplessly, and did not stop it again...

Wang Yi's eyes flashed with coldness, although he repeatedly avoided the conflict, but this black and thin middle-aged man continued to provoke from the beginning, targeting him again and again, which made his heart rise up with unprecedented murderous opportunities!

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