"It's not a small show."

Qin Yi glanced over, still casually drinking fragrant tea.

"Qin Xiao'er, your end has come."

"My hundred ghosts are all powerful ghosts recruited from the ancient battlefield, with infinite divine power and ghost cultivation, and they are proficient in the ancient battle array."

"Not afraid of the scorching sun, not afraid of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and not afraid of spells, even if the Grandmaster and Heavenly Master enter the battle, there is only one way to die."

Huo Wuxin proudly stroked his beard, pointed to the void thunder and lightning, and proudly introduced.

"It sounds scary."

Qin Yi rubbed his wine glass and said with a faint smile.

"Now that I know that I'm afraid, I can ignore the death of Senior Brother Dong and Elder Ge, as long as you kid join my Ghost Sect."

Huo Wuxin raised his hand and said.

"No, Sect Master Huo, this person is a wolf with ambitions, and only killing and then quickly is the right way."

Zhong Mei couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she saw that Huo Wuxin actually wanted to accept Qin Yi into the mountain gate.

She and Qin Yi don't share the same sky, once the tiger returns to the mountain, where can she find such a good opportunity?

"You stupid cute!"

"Your so-called Hundred Ghost Formation, in my opinion, is broken bricks and tiles, which can be broken with a single hand, so there is no need to worry about it at all."

"I can give you a suggestion, abolish your cultivation, dig your own eyes, and get out of Wuwang Pavilion now, and you can still save your life."

Qin Yi said with a smile.

"Damn, you kid is really a toast and don't eat and drink!"

"Kill the thief!"

Huo Wuxin was furious, waved his big hand, and roared angrily.

Suddenly, a hundred ghost soldiers rushed to kill in a phalanx.

Like a black torrent, everywhere it went, the tables and chairs were swept into pieces by the waves of swords and axes.

"Such a strong formation, the gathering of hundreds of yin qi sword flows, the power of a hundred ghosts to rush into the formation, how many catties, no wonder the grandmaster can also be strangled."

"Qin Hou is in danger."

Among the guests, there are some local martial arts people.

Seeing Huo Wuxin's hundred ghost arrays menacing, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"You have a ghost formation, I have a ghost breaking sword formation, Huo Lao'er, open your dog's eyes wide and see if it's real!"

"Great Spirit!"

Qin Yi snapped his fingers.

Zhang Daling shouted at the sky: "Where is the Chu family's son!" ”

"Chu Tiange is here!"

But hearing a loud shout, countless black shadows flew onto the high wall of Wu Wang Pavilion.

"Sword Formation!"

These people are all masked killers in black suits, with long swords in their hands, and the yin aura lingers, like the god of death, which is terrifying.

"Famous Sword Villa!"

Huo Wuxin screamed in despair.

To say that in the south, the person who the Ghost Sect fears the most is not a famous faction, it is the Famous Sword Villa of Chu Dengfeng.

Famous Sword Villa makes a living by hunting ghosts, and the soul-chasing sword technique is even more dedicated to destroying souls, and it is a fierce ghost nemesis.

"Tiange, don't keep your hands, this business was given to you by me for free."

Qin Yi laughed loudly.

"Heavenly Song commands."

Chu Tiange's eyes froze, his fingers brushed the blade of the sword, blood stained his hair, and suddenly a raging fire burned on the blade.

Dozens of children of the Chu family, holding fire swords, shuttled back and forth among the ghost soldiers.

In a moment, the battle array was rushed to pieces.

The ghost soldiers could only fight against the children of the Chu family alone.

How could an ordinary soldier be able to compete with a swordsman who practiced the art of killing ghosts?

With a cup of tea, Huo Wuxin just watched his hard retreat for several years, and the ghost soldier formation that he had worked hard to train was destroyed.

Zhong Mei's heart was completely cold.

She didn't know why Qin Hou could have so many powerful helpers?

Not to mention anything else, just with this gang of ruthless assassins, even if she kills Qin Yi tonight, will these people let her go?

This is simply an unequal revolt!

The other party is a dragon in the sky, and she is just a little ant.

Qin Yi is really just playing with her!

"So what?"

"Until the last moment, the surname Qin, who lives and who dies?"

Zhong Mei gritted her teeth, cheered up, and secretly cheered up in her heart.

Soon, under the rush of the Chu family's swordsmen, a hundred ancient ghost soldiers became a hundred Yin Spirit Stones.

"The quality is good, Master Hou, thank you very much."

Chu Tiange took off his scarf and showed a handsome smile.

He is the son of Chu Dengfeng, the young master of the Famous Sword Villa, and the true inheritance of his father who has a deep kendo cultivation.

After Qin Yi left the Famous Sword Villa, Chu Tiange became Qin Yi's secret weapon and established a miracle feat.

"Stand down!"

Qin Yi smiled and waved.

Chu Tiange gave up his hand and left happily, a hundred Yin Spirit Stones, pitifully able to be fused into a more advanced spirit stone, it is definitely a lot of income.

"Sect Master Huo, I see that everyone is drenched in the rain, and they are a little tired, why don't you and I fight here, how about the victory?"

Qin Yi closed the teacup, stood up, and asked with a smile.

"Good!"

Huo Wuxin responded coldly, his figure flashed, and he fell into the field.

The two of them stood in the rain curtain, three feet apart.

Although the rain was heavy, it did not get any touches.

"Within three moves, if I don't defeat you, count me as losing!"

Qin Yi's voice sounded clearly in the thunder.

"Three moves to defeat Huo Wuxin? Qin Hou is arrogant, right? ”

The crowd erupted in surprise.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"Huo Wuxin is a long-established grandmaster in Jiangnan, unless it is the Martial God Yan Nine Heavens and the like, no one can defeat him in three moves."

Zhong Yue frowned.

"Mr. Zhang, Hall Master Wu, will Mr. Qin be a little overbearing?"

Liao Dajun asked cautiously.

"Boss Liao, Qin Hou has his own sense of proportion, you can watch the show with peace of mind."

Zhang Daling stroked his beard.

In fact, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Hou's gourd, and no one could kill Huo Wuxin in three moves.

But the person who said this was Qin Hou, and Zhang Daling had to believe it.

Because this in itself is a peerless genius who creates miracles!

"Boy, are you sure you're not talking in your sleep?"

Huo Wuxin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked incredulously.

"Look at the move!"

The corners of Qin Yi's mouth raised, and his fists burst out.

Dragon Thunder!

The two purple dragons roared away with the power of thunder and lightning.

Qin Yi stepped on a dragon each, hid in the qi form, and floated up.

"Nether Palm!"

Huo Wuxin saw that Qin Yi's move was amazing, and with a stroke of the void, a big demon skeleton suddenly appeared, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed the thunder dragon hard.

Rumble!

The double dragon crashed into the skeleton, and the void breath was detonated, sending sparks flying everywhere.

"Huh?"

"This kid's cultivation is not high, below me, that is, just half as good as me."

Huo Wuxin instantly felt a high and low in his heart.

Originally, I was a little cautious, but now I am arrogant!

"Eat me, Thousand Graves Mountain!"

Huo Wuxingang's luck was extreme, and with a flip of his hands, his anger suddenly turned into a black grave mountain, overwhelmingly pressing down.

Even the void was torn apart, and the thunder avoided it.

"Nine Yin Absolute Hand Tenth Style, Nine Yin Underworld Disk!"

Qin Yi smiled slightly, knowing that Huo Wuxin was about to enter the game, his hands were raised flat, and a black wheel engraved with charms suddenly appeared.

Bang!

The grave slammed down on the wheel.

Huo Wuxin refines the power of the early stage of the grandmaster, not to mention ten thousand catties!

Qin Yi was only invincible, and the underworld disk shattered in response, vomiting blood and flying out.