In the world of martial artists, the strong are dominant, there are constant disputes, and it is difficult to defend.

Everyone cultivates, goes against the path of heaven, seeks immortality in vain, and wants to find that ethereal path.

It's just that the road ahead is difficult, killing secrets, countless people have fallen on this road, blood is flowing like a river, corpses are like mountains, how many people can reach the top throughout the ages?

To seek longevity, you must have a life to seek longevity.

But those who often have a life and can live for a long time are not those hard bones, nor those who are strong, but smart people like Yong Zhan.

Choosing the right time, making a subtle choice, and staying for the longest time, this is Yongzhan's creed, which is the reason why he can cultivate so far.

Being alive is the most important thing.

Only by living can we be qualified to set foot in legends and seek immortality.

One thought of hell, one thought of heaven.

These eight words can be regarded as the best explanation of Yong Zhan's inner thoughts at the moment, breathing the air of the hall, there is still some dust and dirt in the freshness, even so, it makes him have some joy for the rest of his life.

Zang Xuanurn couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that Jun Yi let Yong Zhan go so easily, but there was some unreasonableness in his heart, and he didn't have too much idea of opposition.

Even feeling that surrendering to Jun Yi doesn't seem to be an unacceptable thing, and it's logical.

However, Bai Moche's eyes were bright, looking at Jun Yi with a calm expression in front of him, and he sighed a little in his heart, in the end, he was the head of the young family, and while killing chickens and monkeys, he did not forget to give to the public, one tight and one loose, and the means were really impeccable.

Mo Yiqian has a good understanding of Childe's methods, and while he is frightened, he also feels that it is normal, after all, he has seen a lot of Childe's mental calculations, and he is somewhat prepared.

As for Meng Hongchen, he felt a little terrible, he had been in business for hundreds of years, and even had to rebel against the independent Baiweiju, but he was quelled by Jun Yi in an instant.

Not only has Cen Dong been solved, but the situation has stabilized, which can be described as turning hands into clouds and hands into rain.

Jun Yi's eyes wandered, and he saw the expressions on the faces of everyone in the hall, and he knew it in his heart.

Then he paused again, turned around slowly, looked at the courtyard, and the dozens of martial realm figures standing around him, and said softly: "From now on, Baiweiju no longer exists, and the original martial artists will be included in my command and dispatched by me." ”

"What do you guys think?"

Jun Yi had a warm smile on his face, and a calm voice came out of his mouth slowly, the voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed in everyone's ears, and there was a faint majesty lingering.

As soon as the words came out, the martial artists in the courtyard were slightly stunned, and they all looked at each other subconsciously, but most of them didn't have any superfluous expressions, many of them were collected by Cen Dong and Meng Hongchen and others, Cen Dong had no room to resist, what qualifications did they have?

Or to put it mildly, whoever is under him is ruled, so who is ruled is not ruled? It makes no difference at all, what's the point of resisting? Looking for death?

It's just that in the small pavilion in the courtyard, there are a few young people with extraordinary temperament entrenched in it, looking at the hall from afar, but they are a little unkind.

For a long time, there was calm outside the courtyard, and no one spoke.

Jun Yi glanced at everyone, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "Since you don't have any opinions, then..."

"Slow!"

At this time, a calm soft shout came, bringing everyone's eyes together.

"Tapp..."

There was a sound of footsteps, but I saw the young man sitting in the middle of the small pavilion slowly get up and walked to the center of the courtyard, dressed in white, with long hair flying, quite chic.

"Wakaya..."

When the other martial artists in the small pavilion saw Jian Ruogu walking out, their faces suddenly changed greatly, and after glancing at the hall, they shouted in a low voice: "Jian Ruogu, don't be impulsive, come back quickly." ”

It's just that Jian Ruogu didn't realize it, not only that, but under the gaze of everyone, his head raised more and more

The higher he came, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being noticed, and his expression was proud.

"Jian Ruogu?"

Bai Moche saw him walk out, his clear eyes sank slightly, his eyes were a little unhappy, and then he glanced at Yong Zhan, who was kneeling on the ground, which was meaningful.

When Zang Xuanwen and Meng Ren saw Jian Ruogu walk out, they couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile.

However, Yong Zhan didn't pay attention to everyone's expressions, just looked at Jian Ruogu's figure and his soul was rising, and his heart that had been put down was lifted again, and cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, splashing on the ground like rain.

Yong Zhan had an embarrassed expression on his face, gritted his teeth in his mouth, and his eyes showed murderous intentions, not for anything else, just because this Jian Ruogu was brought by him personally, and he was also his own nephew.

Jian Ruogu stood up and became the first bird, didn't this push him into the fire pit?

Jun Yi looked Jian Ruogu up and down, the warm smile on his face remained unchanged, and said lightly: "What is your opinion?"

"My name is Jian Ruogu. ”

Jian Ruogu introduced himself very proudly and loudly, then cleared his throat, looked at Jun Yi and said, "I don't think you can meddle in the affairs of Baiweiju." ”

"And you're a late martial artist, you're just a fox and a fake tiger, and you're not qualified to order us. ”

Jian Ruogu raised his voice and spoke, a pair of eyes almost reached the sky, he spoke politely, but he asked himself if he had this confidence, he was a martial artist at the peak of martial arts, and he was not very old, and becoming a king was only one step away.

Jun Yi didn't kill Yong Zhan, in his opinion, he was of great use, and he had talent, so if he asked a question like this, he might mention some benefits.

Mo Yiqian and Meng Hongchen rolled their eyes when they heard this, and they both had a question in their hearts, where did this mentally retarded come from?

"And what do you say?"

Jun Yi's expression remained unchanged, just looking at Jian Ruogu lightly.

"Beat me. ”

Jian Ruogu swore an oath, saying that the spiritual power around his body was surging out, and the strength of the peak realm of the martial arts was undisguised, and a huge mountain was manifested behind him, and the powerful coercion spread across the heavens and the earth, roaring endlessly.

Meng Hongchen stared at this, he was at the peak of martial arts, although he tried to fight with Jun Yi, but he didn't know the true depth.

But Jian Ruogu knew that among the many martial artists in the martial realm, he was the strongest, and his talent was not weak, so he could be regarded as a seedling for key cultivation.

I don't know if Jun Yi really makes a move, can he fight.

Not only did Meng Hongchen have a little consideration in his heart, but even Zang Xuanweng, Meng Ren and even Bai Moche wanted to see how this strange master, the former young master, was doing.

Warriors, or use the way of warriors to compete.

"Humph!"

Mo Yiqian snorted coldly in his mouth, Jin Yan flashed in his eyes, someone was disrespectful to Gongzi, he would not sit idly by, but before he could take a step, he saw Jun Yi waving his hand gently.

"Win the war?"

Jun Yi's voice was flat, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger in his words: "Most of the warriors' shots are difficult to grasp, if they are heavy, what should they do?"

"Hey, you still have no eyes for your fists and feet, let alone a martial artist, you can bear the consequences. ”

Jian Ruogu waved his hand, his expression was casual, in his opinion, Jun Yi was just looking for himself to go under the steps, after all, there was a gap in the middle, how could the martial arts be at the peak in the later stage?

It's already commendable to be able to tie, as for winning, don't even think about it, let alone get injured, in Jian Ruogu's opinion, as long as he controls himself and doesn't let Jun Yi be too ugly, it's very good, the so-called point to the end, that's what it means.

"It's good at your own peril. ”

Jun Yi nodded appreciatively when he heard this, and he could see that he was very satisfied with Jian Ruogu's answer.

"Since there is no objection, let's make a move. ”

Jian Ruogu stretched out a hand very generously, did enough grace, and motioned for Jun Yi to do it first, after all

He oppresses the monarch and plays a small realm, so he can't bully the weak with the strong in front of everyone, right?

In a word, not only the warriors in the courtyard were looking forward to it, but also the many martial kings in the hall were all holding their breath and concentrating, wanting to take a look at the mysteries inside.

"Then you're welcome. ”

Jun Yi spoke softly, with a warm smile on his face, and as he spoke, he just stepped out...

"Hum..."

A gust of cold wind blew Jun Yi's clothes, which were originally white, but they were stained with a faint crimson, and there was pungent blood on his face.

Everyone was surprised when they saw this, Jian Ruogu was calm, casually watching Jun Yi approach, with a look of indifference, but Bai Moche's eyes trembled, and there was a burst of essence light in it, this bloody smell, he was so familiar with it, it was deep into the bone marrow.

Stepping out in two steps, Jun Yi's eyes were bloody and frivolous, and the blood mist around his body gradually thickened, and it was actually surging behind him, as if there was some terror to step out of.

Three Steps...

"Boom!"

With a roar, the sky trembled, and the clear sky was actually covered with blood, and the pungent blood air swirled, as if destroyed, and a mountain of blood corpses shrouded it.

In the hall, Zang Xuanurn and Meng Ren's eyes were slightly condensed, and the boundless blood made them both have some palpitations.

Bai Moche had tears in his eyes, his body trembled, and he looked at the bloody eyes in front of him, what a familiar scene, this is a scene that is engraved in the depths of his memory and can only be seen in his dreams now.

It's just that compared to the calmness of everyone in the hall, many martial artists in the martial realm outside the courtyard have solemn expressions, suppressed breathing, and in the face of the blood in front of them, they are a little inexplicably powerless, and they can't raise a trace of resistance.

In the center of the courtyard, Jian Ruogu looked at the crimson in front of her, her eyes couldn't help shrinking suddenly, and a chill rose inexplicably in her heart, and there was a faint breath of death boiling in her heart, and she was cold all over her body.

But the matter has come to this point, it is no longer something he can retreat, and he immediately gritted his teeth, let his eyes return to clarity, and moved the mountains behind him, lying above his head.

"The tyrant is angry..."

It's just that at this time, a cold voice came out, resounding through the world.

"Boom!"

The sea of blood is churning, and the sky is full of rage.

Everyone's eyes gathered, only to see a blood-colored figure stepping out of the crimson, a pair of bloody eyes full of hideousness, surging with terrifying killing intent around the body, reaching out and raising his palm, the heavens and the earth trembled.

"Bloodstained in all directions. ”

Jun Yi's eyes were cold, and he looked at Jian Ruogu in the courtyard ruthlessly, his lips opened lightly, and a cold sound swept through the closure.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored figure was furious, and pressed down on the mountain cover above Jian Ruogu's head.

In an instant, all the warriors in the courtyard had bloodshot eyes, trembling bodies, and in a trance, they seemed to see the sea of blood bursting the embankment, wanting to drown thousands of living beings.

"Give me !! town"

Jian Ruogu roared in his mouth, his teeth were about to crack, and there was some overwhelmed fear on his hideous face.

"Click..."

It's just that the palm fell on the mountain, and it was directly shattered, and then it went straight to Jian Ruogugai, and the cold killing machine was cold into the bone marrow, and there was no mercy at all.

"Poof!"

Jian Ruogu spat blood from his mouth, and all the spiritual power around his body collapsed under this palm, looking at the bloody palm falling in front of him, his eyes showed fear, but he knelt directly on the ground and cried loudly.

"No, don't, don't kill me!! save me... Save ......"

Yong Zhan listened to the miserable howl in Jian Ruogu's mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but it was not a struggle to save or not, but to resist the joyful urge to look up to the sky and laugh.

"Boom!"

It's just that Jian Ruogu asked for help, but what responded to him was a ruthless bloody palm, which completely suppressed Jian Ruogu's voice, and the crimson filled the entire courtyard, as if the end was coming.

In an instant, the world was silent.