Wang Yi's eyes narrowed.

'Smack'

He lit a third cigarette and replied, "It's me!"

"Finally appeared..."

The man on the other end of the phone laughed: "This is the most powerful powerhouse in the world, but in the early stage of foundation building. But they're telling you like a god, I think... You're the monk of the 'Kyushu Boundary', right..."

This worldly, that Kyushu boundary?

"Whew..."

Wang Yi exhaled the smoke and made a judgment in an instant.

Before, he told all the people of the 'Heavenly Punishment Alliance' about the old donkey and the Xiaoyao Sect.

But the man on the phone did not say the name of the sect, indicating that Yue Lingfeng and the others were tight-lipped about this matter.

Listening to the other party's tone, he must know the entire cultivation realm, and it comes from a big place.

You must know that it is impossible for ordinary sect disciples to know that the Kyushu they practice in is only one of the nine heavens and ten earths.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi smiled: "Under the raging beast tide, the common people are in chaos. You're not staying in your own 'world', what are you doing here?"

He didn't mention the sect, but said 'a thousand worlds', which was actually knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger.

"Huh?"

Sure enough, the man on the other end was obviously stunned, but his tone did not change, and he said hesitantly: "We really underestimated you, but we actually know a thousand worlds?

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense!"

Wang Yi's face sank, and he said coldly: "Let Ziwei answer the phone..."

"Hehe, I'm still angry..."

The man smiled: "As far as I know, the sect in Kyushu is no more than the 'Upper Sixth Grade', is it not?"

Wang Yi's expression moved.

How did he know so well?

The man continued: "I don't want to say more, this afternoon, I brought 20 high-grade spirit stones to ransom people. Wang Yi, this little spirit stone... It shouldn't be hard for you..."

Wang Yi snuffed out the cigarette butt and said in a deep voice: "I want to hear Ziwei's voice." ”

"Hey..."

The man said unhurriedly: "When you come, you will naturally see it." ”

Wang Yi suppressed the anger in his heart, and said word by word: "Tell the location..."

"Yanjing, Xishan Villa District..."

"Good!"

After hearing the location clearly, Wang Yi hung up the phone directly and clicked on the Gaode map to search for the path.

After a few seconds, the distance was revealed, less than three thousand kilometers.

"Friend, you've messed with the wrong person. ”

Wang Yi said coldly, and after cleaning up, he jumped out of the window on the third floor and went straight towards Yanjing.

He is a primordial monk who can easily avoid pedestrians and bypass the cameras in advance.

This distance can be reached in 20 minutes.

......

Xishan Villa District, the northernmost fifth villa, the first floor hall.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there was a tall and thin man.

He didn't look big, twenty-seven or eight, with high cheekbones, deep eyes, and a blue robe with auspicious clouds printed on his heart.

The man looked at the extinguished screen, hooked the corners of his mouth, turned around and put the phone on the table, looked at the living room, and smiled: "Your 'killer feature', it will be in the afternoon..."

At this moment, there are eight or nine people sitting in the middle of the living room, who are the killers of the 'Heavenly Punishment Alliance'.

Lin Ziwei sat on the far left, and unexpectedly, someone's 'beloved apprentice' Zhou Yingxin was also there.

They were covered in an invisible air cover, and they could not move an inch.

I saw that the alliance leader Yue Lingfeng was half lying in the arms of the Daoist, his face was as pale as snow, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, obviously suffering a heavy injury.

Second Sister Ling hugged Ailang tightly, with tears in her eyes.

On the opposite couch, there were three men in blue shirts, who were watching TV, their faces full of curiosity.

At the right time.

Lin Ziwei stood up with a 'whew', gritted her silver teeth and said, "You... I'll regret it..."

"Hehe..."

The man smiled slightly, came closer, and said, "Beauty, do you really think that Wang Yi will be our opponent?"

"My master is very powerful, you are going to die..."

Zhou Yingxin also stood up, helped Lin MM's jade arm, and drank outward.

"Haha..."

The man laughed, and then his eyes narrowed: "Little girl, do you know where we come from?"

"Where do I care where you come from?"

Zhou MM's eyes were rounder than anything else, and he shouted: "My master has even beaten demon beasts, not to mention you shameless monks..."

After the man heard the last four words, his face changed sharply, and he said coldly: "Little girl, let's listen to it again?"

"Shameless Monk, Shameless Monk..."

Good guys, Zhou MM is really not ambiguous at all.

"You..."

The man's eyebrows furrowed, and he was about to step forward.

"Lao Jiu..."

Suddenly, a clear voice rose from the couch.

A handsome man slowly stood up and said, "Don't forget the purpose of our trip." ”

"Hmph..."

Lao Jiu snorted coldly, and there was no movement.

The handsome man came to the barrier and showed a sunny smile to the second girl: "I've known each other for a long time, and I don't know the names of the two girls..."

Lin Ziwei directly turned to Fanghua and ignored it.

Zhou MM raised his face and said coquettishly: "Listen, this girl is Wang Yi's chief disciple... Zhou Yingxin..."

"Zhou Yingxin..."

Fan Yulang whispered and smiled: "Very nice name." Miss Zhou, you have a lot of confidence in Wang Yi?"

Zhou MM said coquettishly: "That's nature, my master is invincible in the world..."

"Hehe..."

Fan Yulang smiled: "In this case, if Fan can win against Wang Yi, are you willing to be my disciple?"

After he finished speaking, Lao Jiu and the two monks on the sofa all showed unnatural expressions, and said secretly: The third senior brother is here again.

"Hee-hee..."

Zhou MM also smiled, but it was cold: "You can't be my master's opponent..."

Fan Yulang was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhou, do you know the 'Great Xia' Shenzhou?"

Zhou Yingxin naturally didn't know.

Fan Yulang continued to smile: "The four of us are from there. ”

"Cut..."

The corners of Zhou MM's lips twitched: "Are you great?"

"The name of the region alone doesn't mean much. ”

Fan Yulang said unhurriedly: "Due north of Shenzhou, it is under the jurisdiction of the 'Creation Temple' of the Eight Rank Sect. And we are the inner disciples there. ”

Zhou MM frowned: "Eight Rank Sect Creation Temple?"

Although she didn't know the division of the sect's ranks, she sounded very powerful.

Lin Ziwei and the others all looked moved.

No one is a fool, so naturally he heard that it was extraordinary.

"Not bad..."

Fan Yulang smiled and said, "If you want to become an inner disciple of the 'Creation Temple', you must form a Dan. And Brother Jindan, in the 'Kyushu' sect, the lowest is also an elder of the outer sect, so..."

When he said this, he was silent, but the meaning was particularly obvious: disciples of the two states, the gap is too big.

"Hmph..."

Zhou Yingxin only believed Wang Yi, snorted coquettishly, and was about to open her mouth to scold.

'Jingle bells...'

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

Fan Yulang and his fellow disciples glanced at each other, and then looked there: "Who?"

A voice arose: "Take out!"

(End of chapter)