Chapter 12: The Sword on the Corpse! (Ask for recommendation votes)
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Hear this sentence.
These people from the Emei faction are all ugly.
An elder was nervous and asked tentatively, "This, the corpse of the deceased head ......?"
"After all, the dead are the great ......"
"Please forgive the Emei faction for not being able to ......"
Before he finished his words, another square-faced elder in a Taoist robe, his face sank: "What if we don't agree." ”
Zhou Yi said calmly:
"I'm suggesting that you still agree well, otherwise, if I find it myself, I'm afraid that the hundreds of years of inheritance of the Emei faction will end today."
The calm words revealed an indescribable cold and murderous intent.
The square-faced elder with a gloomy face suddenly jumped in his heart, and he didn't dare to face Zhou Yi's gaze.
It is not unreasonable to say that the older people get, the more afraid they are of death.
The young man is full of vigor and enthusiasm, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.
Give young people a sword, even if it is the world's top swordsman Ximen Fuxue or Ye Gucheng, there are many young people who dare to challenge.
The world of young people is self-centered, and they have not yet formed a mature worldview.
This Jianghu is composed of hot-blooded and ignorant young people, without this kind of person, the rivers and lakes will not have the vitality of the rivers and lakes.
This is the case with the Emei Seven Swords, Three Ying and Four Shows, when they first came down the mountain, they didn't put anyone in their eyes, even if Su Shaoying challenged Ximen Blowing Snow and died under the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow, it didn't make them have much more memory, so there would be today's Ye Xiuzhu's death.
However, these elders of the Emei faction have already passed the age of being young and ignorant of the heavens and the earth.
Judging from Zhou Yi's defeat of the four swords of Emei in a few moves just now, this young man's strength has been among the top masters in the world.
They all knew very well the gap between themselves and this young man.
Combined, all of them were probably no match for this young man.
They were all complicated and frightened in their hearts, when did such a young and terrifying swordsman appear on the rivers and lakes?
Look at the heart of Ye Xiuzhu who just said to kill.
If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid it will really be like what he said.
The Emei faction, today, is destroyed!!
"I must not promise him, how can my Emei faction suffer this great shame, the respected teacher has been buried in the ground, how can I be watched again, this is my Emei great shame!" Zhang Yingfeng hissed and roared at this moment.
But his roar didn't have the slightest effect.
Because, the elders of Emei were all silent.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi said, "Lead the way." ”
No one spoke, but someone acted.
They seem to have surrendered with a silent silence.
Several elders led the way with their heads bowed and without saying a word.
Zhou Yi followed behind them.
The Emei disciples who accompanied him turned red one by one, and they were ashamed and angry, but none of them dared to say a word.
Ye Xiuzhu, who is already dead, and Yan Renying, who was seriously injured, are the best warnings.
Although they were all angry, none of them dared to speak or act!
This is really a ruthless person who kills people without blinking.
They didn't dare to try.
They don't want to die.
An elder was ashamed, and caught a glimpse of Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen's hateful eyes under the steps, and he was ashamed in his heart, but he couldn't help but sigh.
"It's still young after all."
"As long as there are people in Emei, then this humiliation will have a chance to wash away after all, if you can't bear the humiliation for a while, let this person start killing, and Emei will really be extinct, how can you talk about revenge."
Saying that, several elders were afraid of Zhou Yi's terrifying strength, so they took Zhou Yi to the Emei faction's stele forest.
Some Emei disciples helped up the seriously injured Emei Sanjian and sent them back to the room to heal their injuries.
Zhou Yiyi's face was calm, and there was no fluctuation in his heart about this trip to Emei and the killing of Ye Xiuzhu.
He was born in the Xuandao Sect!
Although he has never participated in any battles in the sect in the past eight years, and has always been protected by his mentor Li Tiangang on Xiao Xuanfeng, this does not mean that he is a gentle and frugal person.
In the big dye vat of the Xuandao Sect, there are few people who are truly good.
In the past eight years, Zhou Yi has not known how many cannibalistic intrigues and ruthless methods of the disciples of the Xuandao Sect have been seen, and he is no longer a good person.
Killing decisively, this is almost every Xuandao Sect disciple's necessary temperament.
The kung fu of tea.
Zhou Yi had already followed these Emei elders to the stele forest in the back mountain of Emei.
This group of people did not dare to play any tricks.
Sometimes, knowing how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, is the real wisdom.
Emei stele forest.
Here, it is cool and bleak, and there is a sense of tranquility.
The place where the deceased are buried is naturally silent and desolate.
The cold wind is faint.
In front of those elders were the tombs of the previous heads of the Emei faction, and seeing those tombstones, it seemed as if those ancestors and ancestors were watching them there, which made them feel even more ashamed and ashamed.
It's just that in order to save their lives and preserve the Emei foundation, they have to do this.
Immediately, under the order of an elder, several Emei disciples used shovels to dig open Dugu Yihe's grave.
After a while, a pit appeared in front of him, and a Nanmu coffin was placed.
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed and he stepped forward.
With a strong push between the palms, the lid of the coffin was pushed open to the side.
A stench of rotting corpses came out instantly.
Elder Emei and his disciples all covered their mouths and noses, and looked at Zhou Yi with complicated eyes.
They still don't know, what does this person want to do with the corpse of the former head Dugu Yihe?
The rotting smell of the corpse was pungent, and I wanted to vomit.
Zhou Yi only frowned, his eyes still calm.
Immediately, he stabbed out with a sword and picked open the clothes on Dugu Yihe's corpse, revealing the rotten ribs underneath.
In one of the ribs, there was a sword mark.
Zhou Yi just stood there quietly.
The sword still rests on the action of picking clothes.
Everyone in Emei was frightened and didn't know why.
What exactly is this person going to do?
They could only see Zhou Yi's back.
If they saw Zhou Yi's face, they would find that Zhou Yi's eyes at this moment were bursting with a glow as bright as stars.
There was a little brilliance in his eyes, and there seemed to be a figure of Shengxue in white clothes reflected in Zhou Yi's eyes.
That man is Simon Blowing Snow!
After seeing Dugu Yihe's fatal sword wound, Zhou Yi's exquisite Dao heart was running rapidly.
Look at the fallen leaves and know the autumn, and see the whole leopard.
Under the special talent of Linglong Daoxin, just seeing Dugu Yihe's sword wound, Zhou Yi's heart seemed to reproduce the scene when Ximen blew snow and killed Dugu Yihe that day.
Under the deduction of Linglong Daoxin, Zhou Yi seemed to have a scene in front of him where Ximen in white was blowing snow and stabbing at him with a sword.
That sword, the changes are as vast as a sea of smoke, and it is so clever that it is at the pinnacle.
That sword had reached an incredible level.
On this river and lake, there are many people who have reached the peak of martial arts, but the only ones who can create the ultimate are Ximen Fuxue, Ye Gucheng and the little old man.
Among these three people, the swords of Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng have surpassed the pinnacle of the world and reached an extreme!
Zhou Yi saw this extreme on the corpse of Dugu Yihe!