"This is the wicked man...... Kill the city lord!"

In the hustle and bustle of the city, a sharp scream sounded at the head of Jinhua City.

Standing on the flagpole of the big flag, Ji Yu frowned, and his attention was pulled back from the Immortal Mountain in the distance.

As the undeserved strongest person in the entire city, he only needs to use a wisp of divine soul to urge the yin evil in the spirit flag, and he can easily plunder and slaughter the creatures in the entire city.

As long as there are no monks from the Ten Realms to stop it, today's "slaughter of the city" is a sure thing.

In the entire small Jinhua City, everyone was busy running for their lives, the flames were burning in the air, the horses' hooves were boiling, and the houses were collapsing.

The roof of the castle tower is actually a quiet place.

However, at this moment...... This quiet place was also broken.

Standing on the flagpole of the big flag, "Bing Yu" was draped in a wide black linen robe, tattered, extremely simple, and blown by the wind.

Under the holes in the clothes, the bare skin glowed with the silver color of polished iron.

He was interested, squatted down, and looked at the group of "young people" who had climbed the city tower, the number was about seven or eight, with light armor, carrying a cold knife, and there was no cultivation on his body.

The one who screamed just now was one of the young men in white robes, standing at the front of the line, with a thin layer of armor on his chest and shoulders, and said in a cold voice: "Do you know that the law of the Great Sui cultivates the ghost cultivator who kills innocents indiscriminately...... What kind of punishment is the punishment?"

Squatting on the flagpole, Ji Yu smiled silently.

These young people, about twenty years old?

At the age of twenty, he is strong-blooded, and he is most unaccustomed to seeing evil people, and when he carries a knife, he thinks that he can "kill the evil and eliminate the evil"...... The most ridiculous thing is that they dare to think, and dare to do, carry a knife, and go to the city to kill themselves?

He used to kill people in southern Xinjiang, and his favorite thing to kill was this kind of young man who was full of righteousness.

After Jiazi, he cultivated some doorways, and he had some sympathy for this kind of person...... The world is so difficult, and life is still "beyond my means", I don't know if it's stupid or pathetic?

The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is not self-sufficient.

Ji Yu stepped on the flagpole in an instant, crashed out, the whole person was like a black lightning, and instantly came to the front of the young man in white shirt, his eyes were facing each other, the distance was only a stone's throw away, the strong wind shook the robe of the man in white robe, Ji Yu looked at the thin man in front of him expressionlessly, even if he put on armor, he couldn't hide this thick bookish spirit...... It's a useless reader, where does the courage come from?

He shot out a tongue like a sharp arrow, but instead of running towards the white-shirted scholar, he rubbed the other party's cheek, instantly piercing the heart of a person behind him, and then the tip of his tongue rolled back, with a fresh heart, the person who was chiseled through the tongue and smashed a "cold heart", his body flew out of inertia, and smashed a stone wall to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of "Blazing Yu" disappeared in place.

The white-shirted scholar's pupils contracted, and in a very short moment, an extremely miserable scream erupted in his ears, hissing, and his brain went blank...... Nothing can be done.

By the time he reacted, it was all over.

"Ji Yu", who returned to his side, looked indifferent, holding several hearts in his two big hands, and slowly raised them in front of him.

The blood shattered, splashing him in the face.

With a "vomit", the scholar who risked a big risk to climb the stairs, tears and snot rolled out, not because of fear, but because of strong discomfort, he knelt on the ground with both knees, smashed a pit, pressed his hands on the ground, his eyes were confused, and he coughed in a mess.

Bing Yu squatted on the ground, pressed one hand on the scholar's Tianling cover, and said with a smile: "The scholars in Jinhua City, if you don't go to study well, you will come here to die...... You don't believe there are good people in this world, do you?"

Ji Yu's voice just landed.

The pupils of this Ten Realms ghost cultivator contracted suddenly, and he quickly turned his head and saw a silver-colored bowl fist.

Ji Yu freed up the palm that was pressed on the scholar's Tianling Gai, and folded his palms outward, blocking the door in front of him.

The "uninvited guest" who rushed very quickly, without saying a word, instantly bullied into the "Zhuo Yu" three feet around his body, and the unstoppable fist did not directly smash on the other party, but turned his fist into a palm, and the two big hands pressed down on the shoulder of the ghost Xiu, followed by a dull knee impact!

"Knock".

Dull as beating a drum.

Zhuo Yu's face was pale, and his body flew up by this knee, and the "uninvited guest" did not chase after him, but carried the scholar's back collar with one hand, and the whole person disappeared on the spot.

Bing Yu rolled in the air, and when he landed, he saw the uninvited enemy who quietly "sneaked attacked" him in the smoke and dust at the head of the city tower.

A silvery white hideous mask, a pitch-black cloak tossed in the wind.

Ling Xun dragged the scholar to the back of the collar, and arrived at the corner of Jinhua City, and occupied one side with the Ten Realms ghost cultivator, he slowly let go of his hand at the moment, and the scholar with a snotty face looked at this strong "cultivator", and didn't have time to say thank you.

"Of course there are good people in this world, and you did the right thing. ”

Ling Xun just said this indifferently.

The scholar was stunned.

"I'm not done yet...... You're doing the right thing, but you're stupid. Ling Xun Muran said: "If you want to reason with the devil, you need strength, the holy mountain can demand fairness and justice, but the common people cannot...... Because you don't have the power. ”

After finishing speaking, the Holy Son of Gui Ling Mountain took out a long order on his waist.

"Bing Yu, Daze's strongest Ten Realms ghost cultivator, you should know who I am and what this token represents. ”

Ling Xun slowly came to the opposite side of the banner and the big flag.

He ran from the east to the mountain, and the more he traveled east, the more ominous he became, until he saw this scene in front of him...... The entire Jinhua City fell into a boil, and the lives were devastated, and the initiator was the ghost cultivator who came out of Daze.

What do these ghost cultivators do...... Don't the Three Holy Mountains know?

Seeing this scene, it actually made Ling Xun feel a little chilled.

He stared coldly at this Eastern Realm ghost cultivator in the tenth realm, and said expressionlessly: "The will of the Three Holy Mountains and the Liuli Mountain, you should be clear...... If there is no one behind you, you will not dare to slaughter the city if you are given ten guts. ”

Ji Yu smiled and said, "But I did it today, so what?"

Ling Xun was silent.

It's a very simple question, and the answer is already in the words.

"Mr. Ganlu wants to kill 'Ning Yi' on the Immortal Mountain, and the Star Monarchs of the Three Holy Mountains all choose to back down...... The whole Eastside knows the rumors. Ji Yu smiled and asked, "You are a mere saint son, what can you change? What power do you have, can you replace the 'Turtle Mountain'?"

"Ning Yi ......"

Ling Xun repeated these two words and muttered, "Sure enough, it's his ......"

A big flag, hunting sounds, and the wind blows at the head of the city.

Ji Yu, who was holding the flagpole with one hand, said calmly: "Lord Lingxun, you are the future mountain master of Guiling Mountain, I am an unknown person, and I can't afford to provoke you, but at this moment, I am persuading you not to wade into this troubled water......"

Ling Xun took off his silver hideous mask and said with a smile: "I don't want to stop you from killing 'Ning Yi', but I want to protect the lives of the people in this city." ”

Ji Yu's face turned cold.

He grabbed the flagpole and said, "Then it's offended." ”

The spirit banner was thrown into the air by him, a big flag rose in the wind, countless unjust souls raised their heads, and looked at the blood-red banner above the city in unison, and the skull and head shuttled through the streets and alleys, and in an instant, the screams of Jinhua City became even more miserable-

The white-shirted scholar who was shrinking in the corner suddenly heard a loud sound in his ears, and the two "cultivators" who were originally fighting against each other disappeared in an instant, and then there were countless broken sounds of fists and feet colliding in the small city.

Gold and iron collide, fists into the flesh.

The strongest thing in Guiling Mountain is the cultivation of the body.

After Ling Xun left Tiandu, he did not stop the practice of "physique", after encountering Cao Ran who was punched, he was like a madman, constantly refining, squeezing his limit, and not long ago stepped into the Ten Realms.

In the friction between the Three Holy Mountains and the Eastern Realm Daze Ghost Cultivator, he single-handedly hammered and killed two cultivators in the same realm, but unfortunately, he never met the Ghost Cultivator "Zhiyu" who was also refining his physique in Daze.

The black shirt of "Zhiyu" was torn in the strong wind, and his skin was like silver iron, from the waist upwards to the shoulders, branding an old dragon with a high head and dark eyes.

This body is already invincible in the Ten Realms.

Except for the ascetics of the Eastern Earth Spirit Mountain, there was almost no one within the four realms who could confront them at the same level......

"Turtle Mountain" is the only exception!

With a "bang", Ji Yu punched upwards and hit Ling Xun's jaw, this punch was enough to blow the head of a cultivator, but the Holy Son of Gui Zhao Mountain took it extremely toughly, and then pressed his shoulders with both hands and smashed the forehead with his forehead The "bloody trick" of smashing the eyebrows of both heads overflowed with blood.

Ling Xun's eyes were blazing.

He carries the inheritance blood of Gui Ling Mountain, the more he fights, the more brave he becomes, his blood glows with silver light, since the battle between Ying Tianfu and Qingjun, he has not fought so heartily with people for a long time.

Ji Yu's expression was gloomy, and judging from the situation, he was suppressed by "Ling Xun" everywhere, but in fact...... With his identity, he didn't dare to kill this Turtle Mountain Holy Son at all.

Sansheng Mountain and Liuli Mountain are on an equal footing, and Mr. Ganlu does sit in the seat of the first person in the East with peace of mind, but in fact, ...... Sansheng Mountain is only to give face to "Han Yue", and the rest of Liuli Mountain, except for the three disasters and four calamities, is far from enough.

Han Yue asked him to find a way to kill "Ning Yi", he slaughtered the city and gathered yin qi, and the consequences of this matter Liuli Mountain could help him resist, but if it was in the process, he killed the Holy Son of the Three Holy Mountains......

The consequences are far from being borne by him.

If the Three Holy Mountains didn't kill him, Liuli Mountain would kill him too.

As a chess piece, or a ghost cultivator of Daze, it is difficult to step by step, and slaughtering the city is a very fast thing...... But I never expected to meet such a tricky character.

It stands to reason that the ban on the Three Holy Mountains has been issued, and the massacre against the Bulao Mountain has nothing to do with the three holy mountains, who will wade into this troubled water?

Ji Yu's chest was hit by a punch, like a sledgehammer, he raised his hands to protect his cheeks, and the Holy Son of Gui Ling Mountain in front of him, his fists and feet poured out like a torrential rain, hitting him upside down, and his body smashed three or four stone walls one after another, and finally stopped, and the soles of his feet had stepped out of two long ravines.

Half of the city lord's mansion in Jinhua City was demolished, and the entire city was crumbling.

This is the combat power that the Ten Realms Body Cultivation can exert, and with more than ten breaths, you can demolish the city with your bare hands...... Ji Yu frowned, and pressed the broken stone wall behind him with both hands, he had been injured a lot under the offensive just now, and if he wanted to recover, he was afraid that it would take some time.

The spirit banner hanging over Jinhua City...... Because of the fierce battle just now, his mind was scattered, and the speed of the Yin Soul was greatly slowed down, and he wanted to complete the gathering of Yin Qi...... You can only cross the "Lingxun" first.

Between hesitations.

Ji Yu closed his eyes, and a wisp of divine thought sank downward.

The place of the dantian was pitch black.

There is a lamp that never goes out.

Ji Yu spoke with some embarrassment.

"Sir...... I've run into some obstacles. ”

"On the other side is a holy son. ”

These two sentences are enough...... Regarding what happened in Jinhua City, he believed that Mr. Ganlu knew better than himself.

A short wait, but seconds like years.

The lamp burned slowly and steadily, and after the sound of the blazing sound came out, it jumped a little or two, and became rapid.

Mr. Ganlu, who looks at the overall situation, seems to see a bad direction in the future.

So after a breath.

Inside the lamplight, there was a decisive sound.

Just two words.

"Quick kill. ”

......

......

The autumn breeze is bleak, and this is the season when trees and creatures are dying.

But Bulaoshan is an exception.

Because the "mountain scroll" is located under the ground of a thousand pagodas, the trees are still lush on the top of the hill of Bulao Mountain, and some trees are ...... It grows against the four seasons.

This may be one of the so-called "immortality" and "immortality".

However, at this moment, it was one of them that attracted Ning Yi's attention...... After he killed the white-haired boy with one sword, the entire mountain of Immortal Mountain almost collapsed, the Taoist temple collapsed, the houses collapsed, and the old trees in all directions were affected and spread by the sword qi, and they were all destroyed.

There is one exception.

In the shadow of the mountain steps.

It seems that a peach tree has bloomed...... Ning Yi didn't even find out when the small tree bloomed there, the year was not big, the young branches were new, but the color was ruddy.

At the top of the treetops, a peach blossom bloomed.

"So Liulishan is impatient, or is he out of confidence?"

Ning Yi suddenly laughed.

He looked at the peach blossom tree and asked, "Ganlu thinks that Daze's ghost cultivator can't kill me, so he let you appear?"

Under the peach blossom tree, deep in the shadows, stood a woman holding an umbrella.

The woman's eyes were full of resentment, and she slowly walked out of the shadows and climbed the mountain steps step by step.

The countenance is extremely beautiful.

Her name is "Peach Blossom", and she ranks among the four calamities of Liuli Mountain in the east......

Peach Blossom Tribulation.

A great cultivator who has transcended the Ten Realms.

Although Ning Yi was laughing, his cold fingers had already grasped the hilt of the fine snow's sword...... Not to mention that he broke through the realm and reached the peak of the Nine Realms, even if it was the peak of the Ten Realms, in the face of this Destiny Star Great Cultivator, there was no chance of winning.

He had thought that the Eastside would try to kill him at the lowest cost.

For example, with thousands of ghost cultivators in Daze, they killed themselves in the Immortal Mountain.

Another example...... What the Ten Realms ghost cultivator in the distance is doing now...... Slaughter the entire Jinhua City and gather yin energy.

These two methods, logically speaking, are enough to kill Ning Yi, and even if conditions permit, they can steadily kill a great cultivator of the "Destiny Star Realm".

It's a pity.

In one of the middle rings, something went wrong.

The existence of the mountain scroll made the rush of Daze Ghost Xiu a joke.

Ning Yi looked at the "Peach Blossom" and smiled softly: "My scabbard, is it good to keep it with Mr. Ganlu?"

Tao Muran said: "Thanks to Mr. Ye's blessing, my husband likes the scabbard very much...... The scabbard was closed, and there was still a sword missing. ”

Ning Yipi smiled and said, "I have a sword here, can you try it?"

The wind and thunder of the fine snow sword blade swayed in a circle.

Half of Ning Yi's cheeks were pale reflected by the majestic divine thunder, and his whole person's momentum became unstoppable, and he instantly ran in front of the "Peach Blossom", and slashed away with a sword aimed at the woman's chest.

Peach Blossom's expression remained the same, and her five fingers clenched together like hooked claws.

Ning Yi's pupils constricted.

The blade of fine snow scraped in the palm of the peach blossom.

The woman's expression was gloomy, the blood splashed in her palm was melted by the high temperature in an instant, and the whole person swept backwards, the two of them had a sword, one in front of the other, and it looked like Ning Yi had already inserted a sword into the woman's chest, and with great strength, she ran down the mountain with this beautiful body.

But the fact is that it is ...... The speed of fine snow's starting hand was as fast as thunder, and under the pull of five fingers, it froze in an instant, and this female great cultivator who was ranked among the four tribulations, with a means of defying the sky, forcibly grabbed the "fine snow" blessed by divinity, grasped all the initiative, and swept all the way with his back against the mountain steps, wanting to take Ning Yi down the mountain.

Ning Yi let go of the hand that was holding the back end of the hilt, and the two fingers pointed out together, falling towards the eyebrows of "Peach Blossom".

The two of them drifted away, and the surrounding atmosphere became resolute and cold.

At this moment, time slows down.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, he saw the bewitching and moving face of "Peach Blossom" clearly, but in terms of facial features, this face is just good-looking, not to mention the disaster of the country and the people, and it cannot be compared with a beautiful person like Xu Qingyan, but looking at his eyebrows, there is a "charm" immersed in it.

Peach Blossom didn't seem to care about Ning Yi's two fingers that were about to land on her eyebrows.

Ning Yi was still holding the sword in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand were getting closer and closer to the center of his eyebrows.

In this short period of time.

Ning Yi saw clearly the mountain steps that kept retreating on both sides.

Falling wood chips, stones...... There are also peach blossom petals.

The moment before the two fingers landed on the woman's forehead, Ning Yi closed his eyes.

When I closed my eyes, the sacred pond was already covered with a layer of peach blossoms.

The sword-wielding scroll trembled violently in his mind, and the visualization picture suddenly appeared, with giant trees towering to the sky and white bones swirling, shattering the peach blossoms in the sky.

Two figures who fell down the mountain steps, the woman's face changed sharply, she snorted, she couldn't believe that she didn't directly gain the upper hand in the most proud soul battle!

The next moment.

Ning Yi's fingertips poked at Peach Blossom's forehead.

A loud "click" crashing sound.

The two finger bones hit the woman's forehead, and they didn't pierce it directly, but made a crisp sound, and Ning Yi's fingertip bones shattered.

Ning Yi let out a muffled snort in his throat.

He didn't expect that in the most stable "physique" battle he had, he would fall behind...... This woman, who looks weak, has a body that is far stronger than herself.

But it doesn't matter.

Because his killing move was not this finger in the first place.

He is a sword cultivator.

It always has been.

The "fine snow" that has gathered momentum all the way down from the mountain to this point shines again.

The wind and thunder roared together, and the power of the mountain scroll was condensed on the tip of the sword.

Ning Yi opened his eyes and stared at the peach blossom whose complexion had changed slightly.

Since you dare to grab the fine snow with your bare hands.

So...... Let's try the power of "Yamagamaki".

The peach blossom tree in Bulao Mountain exploded in an instant.

......

......

An extremely large stone flew by.

Ling Xun stretched out a hand and slapped it away.

He frowned and looked at his opponent, the Daze Ten Realms Ghost Cultivator who had obviously fallen into disadvantage in the battle before, slowly walked out of the smoke and dust at the head of the city tower.

Coming out...... It's no longer the thin man with a thin body and a tattered linen robe before.

It is a burly "monster" with a height of more than a foot and a small tower, covered in iron, with bulging shoulders full of upside-down sword weapons, the hilt of the sword outside, the sword weapon is submerged in the body, and the "iron bumps" the size of a baby's fist are bulging all over the body.

Ling Xun has heard that the ghost cultivation of Daze in the eastern realm, because of the changes in the cultivation environment, some of the outstanding ones have comprehended a certain secret technique similar to the "talent secret method", and when they are used, they will become "people are not ghosts or ghosts", but their combat power will be greatly increased.

The "Burning Yu" in front of him is obviously performing such a secret technique.

It's like a big demon in the world of the demon clan, revealing his deity...... This tower-like giant has a strong physique, which can be seen from the heat bubbling on the surface of the body.

Ling Xun's expression was solemn.

After the transformation of "Bing Yu", his eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't tell the difference between pupils and pupils, which was indeed the same as the "real body" of the demon clan, the advantage was that he greatly enhanced his physique and combat power, but the disadvantages were also obvious, this increase would bring extreme "restlessness" to himself.

The huge heart, the body, needs more nourishment.

He practiced the way of ghosts...... Immersed in killing all day long, at this moment, the bottom of his heart is completely occupied by killing.

Not to mention that in front of you is the tomb of the Holy Son of Gui Ling Mountain.

Even if he is the crown prince of the Great Sui Imperial Family, he still wants to kill and swallow it directly.

"Bing Yu" slapped out at will with one hand, smashed the fence at the head of the city building, raised his head, and the huge flagpole hanging over Jinhua City lit up with scarlet light and flame all over his body, trembling slightly.

The originally huge banner turned into a streamer and fell, and was held by the giant in his hand, which looked like a fan that fit just in his hand.

"Bing Yu" held the spirit flag, weighed one or two in his palm, as if holding a banana fan, and waved it out in an instant.

"Boom-"

Separated by a distance of ten zhang, the pupils of the Holy Son Mausoleum of Gui Ling Mountain contracted suddenly, he stepped on the ground at the head of the city tower with both feet, and the majestic wind in front of him was like a cannonball, blowing his big sleeves with a blasting sound, and the whole person was almost flying upside down, and the gravel that was originally piled up on the ground was blown up at this moment, and the white-shirted scholar didn't have time to scream, and his whole body was fanned into a blur of flesh and blood, turning into a puddle of mud and earth and rocks flying out together-

After a fan, the corpses and earth and stones all over the head of Jinhua City were swept away, and they were cleaner than after the rain.

The wind is blowing.

A heavy sound of planting a flag.

With one hand, Bing Yu inserted the spirit flag into the head of the city tower, and under the power of this insertion, the entire already crumbling city tower immediately collapsed, and a huge spider web appeared on the ground with him as the center of the circle, and the earth and stone formations rose, and the dragon and snake rose and fell.

The tower-like majestic figure swept out with one foot and came to the "Lingxun" at an incredible speed.

The Holy Son of Gui Ling Mountain only had time to raise his hands, but the palms had not yet folded his palms to protect his face, and in the next moment, his cheeks were pressed by a rough and hard palm, and the whole person's body was instantly taken away.

The two of them broke through all the stone walls at the head of the city tower one after the other, and continued to fly towards the city.

"Zhuo Yu" has been filled with blood, he held down the head of the Holy Son of Gui Ling Mountain with one hand, and smashed one heavy stone wall after another with the back of the other party's body, after coming to the city, he sensed one fresh creature after another, the killing desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, and the running speed became faster and faster, and in a swift attitude, he smashed the houses of an entire small street.

From the head of the city to the end of the street.

On the ground, a ravine about two zhang wide and dozens of zhang long was ploughed out by a strange force.

A whole row of pavilions was hit by "Bing Yu" according to "Lingxun" from the inside, and after the supporting beams were broken, they slowly collapsed like a dragon's back.

The dark eyes looked directly at the Holy Son of Gui Zhao Mountain, who was carried in the palm of his hand and was "dying".

The "spirit flag" that was smashed into the head of the city tower was all unfolded at this moment, and the flag burst out with terrifying laughter.

The elderly, young children, women, the prime of life.

The murderous yin soul turned into a tide, and a line swept out—

"Bing Yu" raised his arms with one hand and tiger's mouth with both hands, the "Holy Son of Gui Zhao Mountain", who had not yet tasted defeat after entering the Ten Realms, his face was painful, pale, and his breath gradually became weak.

He smiled hoarsely: "Compared to the 'Ning Yi' of Bulao Mountain, you seem to be much easier to kill......

In Ling Xun's pupils, a trace of anger was born in pain.

Gradually, it drowned in pain again.

At the end of the city alley, one large and one small stood in the black flames, surrounded by black flames, broken walls, and burning.

Ji Yu suddenly raised his head.

He frowned.

A drop of rain, falling on the shoulder, was instantly melted by the high temperature, turned into water vapor, and dissipated.

It's raining.

Light rain quickly turned into heavy rain.

At the end of the city alley in the distance, the heavy rain was majestic, and there was a vague slender figure, coming slowly.

It was a young woman in a green shirt.

She carried an ancient unsheathed sword with a black cloth wrapped around it.

The face of the woman in the green shirt is very clean, childish, her cheeks still have unlost baby fat, and her lips are red and her teeth are white.

His eyes are as pure as a child, and he is not stained with the slightest dirt in the world.

The unsheathed ancient sword. The name of the sword is childish.

......

......

In the midst of heavy rain.

The girl walked slowly, her eyebrows were red, like a big red date.

She never drew her sword.

In the distance, a wisp of sword qi rushed in, running through the line from afar, reaching the collapsed city gate.

And then there's the second one.

The third, the fourth, the myriad.

Countless sword qi were tiled all over Jinhua City, and the second layer of secret realm opened in the sword treasure was shalved with countless Haoran sword qi inside, like a golden thread threading, piercing the city.

The girl walked in front of Daze's strongest Ten Realms ghost cultivator, "Ji Yu", and asked softly, "You just said ...... Want to kill Ning Yi?"

There was a flash of white in the pupils of "Blazing Yu".

It's sword energy.

Not just one wisp, it's a lot of wisps.

The torrential rain silk was mixed with the sword qi.

The city is full of wind and rain, and the sword is sheathed.

The sound of the ghost crying wolf howl was directly annihilated by Dasheng's sword qi.