Looking at the besieged Divine Martial Sect people, the major forces in the distance and the Martial Saints besieging them were a little strange.

You say, you're about to be killed, what are you happy about? Are you still fantasizing that Wei Zhi will be able to rescue you?

Although Wei Zhi is still confronting a group of martial saints in the air now, Ling Yi and they all know that against the powerful attacks of three martial saints in a row, Wei Zhi is now at the end of the crossbow, and he is still persistent, but the belief in his heart is still supporting.

The martial saints who had already gained the upper hand were not in a hurry to attack for a while, so they besieged the people of the Shenwu Society and Wei Zhi.

They can wait, Wei Zhi can't wait, he wants to buy a little time, now that Chu Nanfei has not appeared, he is extremely worried, he is afraid that Chu Nanfei will not appear as planned, then everyone on his side will die on this Wanqing grassland.

Wei Zhi mustered up the last trace of true qi, and was about to perform his martial arts again, just when he had just raised the battle halberd, the short sword martial saint who had just attacked him slashed towards Wei Zhi with several true qi blades in a row, scattering the true qi he had just condensed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, unable to maintain the suspension in the air, and slowly fell towards the ground.

As soon as Wei Wentao saw that his father was vomiting blood, the secret way was not good, so he ran in the direction where Wei Zhi fell.

Ling Yi and the others also ran in the direction of Wei Zhi, came to the place where Wei Zhi landed, and protected Wei Zhi's father and son in the middle of several people.

Wei Zhi was already cross-legged on the ground and began to breathe his injuries, wanting to recover as soon as possible, so that there was still a chance to fight back.

At this time, the short sword martial saint said to Wei Zhi on the ground: "Don't struggle, none of you can run today, do you think you can still lead them to break through with your strength?"

Wei Zhi didn't pay attention to this martial saint at all, but Ling Yi stepped forward and said to the martial saint who was talking in the air, "You are the martial saint of the Rakshasa Empire, right?

"You ......" The Short Sword Martial Saint was taken aback for a moment, why could this Martial Spirit Yi guess his identity? Could it be that someone leaked the news? He replied: "I know too much about death, and it is not good for you to talk too much to the King of Hades!"

"Hmph, hide your head and show your tail!" The corners of Ling Yi's mouth twitched, and he said mockingly: "A dignified martial saint powerhouse, don't you feel blushing when you chase and kill a group of children?

Ling Yi gave full play to the provocation technique he had learned from Hao Jun, and in just a few words, he blew his beard and glared at this martial saint angrily.

"You don't have to be angry, in fact, I know your identity, isn't there still Huansha Valley, Northern Wilderness and Zen Temple? Don't hide, your behavior is despicable!"

Ling Yi's words made all the Martial Saints say in detail, and then they will also be taken aback!

"Don't talk nonsense with them, kill them, five spirit level weapons, one of our forces!" the female martial saint said impatiently.

"You Huanshagu are really robbers, you robbed my sister's spirit level Su Aya before, and now you are thinking about our weapons, it is really shameless!"

"You ......" The female martial saint was poked into the secret by Ling Yi's words, and said angrily: "Your strength is too low, the spirit level weapon was robbed, this is a weapon picked up for nothing, if you want to blame it, blame you for your usual blind display!"

Ling Yi burst out laughing and said: "As a sanctimonious bandit, I always like to find all kinds of reasons for myself to excuse my greed, you remember, as long as I Wu Lingyi does not die, I will fight with you Huanshagu!"

"Hahaha......" The Valkyrie also laughed and said, "A dying person is still delusional about threatening me, and he doesn't look at today's situation!"

"You're here for a spirit-level weapon, so old bald donkey, what are you here for?" Ling Yi no longer paid attention to the martial saint of Huansha Valley, but turned his head to the Zen monk wrapped in black.

The monk didn't show up, but he still preached the Dharma: "Amitabha, Lao Gao just wants to take a few donors back to the Zen Monastery to wash away your sins and let you go down the mountain!"

Ling Yi sneered: "Can the old monks of your Zen Academy have some new ideas, every one of them is this kind of excuse, and they are not coming for my weapons, by the way, they still want to avenge your dead monks, right?

"The old man is stupid, and he just wants to help you clear your sins!" the old monk did not admit at all.

"Can you be sincere? Aren't you tired of living in hypocrisy all day long?"

"You ......" The monk still wanted to say something, but he was afraid of being insulted by Ling Yi, so he didn't speak again.

Ling Yi no longer paid attention to this monk, turned his words to the martial saint of the Northern Wilderness, and spoke: "You two are the martial saints of the Northern Wilderness, right?

"We don't know what you're talking about?" replied one of the Martial Saints.

"Just by what you said, I know that you were sent by the Northern Wilderness Empire, what else are you pretending to be? I said that you martial saint powerhouses, all of them are despicable, insidious, and hypocritical, how did you cultivate to such a high strength? If you put less thought here, maybe your cultivation will go to the next level, but it's a pity that your vision is too short-sighted and your mind is too narrow-minded!"

Ling Yi really didn't give face to these martial saints, he scolded when he opened his mouth, and the martial saints who said it gritted their teeth.

Without waiting for the martial saints to speak, Ling Yi continued to speak: "You Northern Wilderness used two dark and true qi warriors to assassinate us, just to hide your identity, so why hide your identity? It's nothing more than to blame the Demon Sect and Rakshasa for it!"

"You kid is looking for death!" The two Martial Saints of the Northern Wilderness were about to make a move, but they were stopped by the Rakshasa Short Sword Martial Saint.

"Boy, go ahead and talk about it!" said the Martial Saint of the Rakshasa Empire to Ling Yi.

"Hehe, I think the goal of your two countries is not only us and the spirit level weapons, your goal should be Prince Long, the purpose of the Northern Wilderness is needless to say, as long as Prince Long dies, the state will become their bag. The fall of Bingzhou will also have an impact on Yongzhou, and you Rakshasa will also benefit at that time. ”

Listening to Ling Yi's answer, the Short Sword Martial Saint nodded secretly, this was indeed his purpose.

"But!" Ling Yi's words changed: "If you let Dongsheng know that it was Prince Long who was killed by the Northern Wilderness, then Dongsheng will definitely use the strength of the whole country to avenge Prince Long, and then the Northern Wilderness will have to bear Dongsheng's crazy revenge, and you Rakshasa will be able to make a profit." As long as people think that it was Prince Long who was killed by your Rakshasas, then Dongsheng's anger will be transferred to Yongzhou and fight to the death with your Rakshasas, so what will happen to Bingzhou?

As soon as he heard Ling Yi's words, the face of the Rakshasa Empire changed slightly, it turned out that the Northern Wilderness still had the purpose of blaming the Rakshasas, if it weren't for Ling Yi pointing out the identity and purpose of the Northern Wilderness, no one knew that the Northern Wilderness sent people to assassinate Wei Zhi, as long as they succeeded, Dongsheng and the Rakshasa would definitely fight, although the Rakshasa had gradually controlled the situation of the war in recent years, but it couldn't stand the crazy counterattack of an empire.

What's more, according to what Ling Yi said, if the two countries really lose both, Beihuang will really only attack Dongsheng?

As a result, Ling Yi's words successfully provoked the martial saints of the Northern Wilderness and Rakshasa into rivals with each other.

Smiling secretly, Ling Yi saw that his goal had been achieved, although there was no direct conflict between the martial saints of the two empires now, he knew that after today, Rakshasa would not be too friendly with the Northern Wilderness, who knew if the Northern Wilderness would stab the Rakshasa in the back?

Ling Yi said so much, the martial saints who surrounded them still showed no sign of a move, and they still surrounded everyone in the middle.

They didn't do anything, and Ling Yi and the others were also idle, and they didn't pay attention to these martial saints, and began to say this again, as if the battle of life and death here had nothing to do with them.

"Brother, you have said the purpose of these forces, so why did the Demon Sect come for?" Ah Hai asked strangely.

"Demon Sect?" Ling Yi smiled slightly, and replied, "They are not here for revenge, we have not given them a lot of stumbling blocks in this competition, from the very beginning of the auction to the end of the competition, you didn't find that they didn't get anything?"

"That's right, whoever you are beating, you have been beaten several times, and you will think about revenge!" Ah Hai smiled.

Speaking of the incontinence incident in Wuma Xiyuan, the people of the Shenwu Society laughed again.

"Actually, there are other reasons!" Ling Yi said to Ah Hai again.

"What is the reason?"

Ling Yi opened his mouth and replied: "Wuma Xiyuan has always wanted to snatch the stone stele we bought at the auction, I think they should also know the secret of the stele, so they attacked me!"

"It seems that these people all want to be robbers? Killing people and selling goods is very in line with their sanctimonious image!" Ah Hai also said a loss.

At the moment when Ling Yi and the others spoke, the old bald donkey opened his mouth to the other martial saints: "I don't know when the donors are going to make a move?"

Several people flew in the air to look at one by one, and no one answered.

Although their target is to be issued, they are not good people, but in front of so many martial saint powerhouses, no one can pull down the child to make a move on a child in his teens and twenties.

"Master let's do it first, anyway, we're just killing people, whoever kills is the same!" replied a martial saint in the Northern Wilderness.

Their goal is to kill people, as long as Wei Zhi and the people of the Shenwu Society are dead, it doesn't matter who killed him!

"Amitabha, the old man never kills!" replied the old monk.

The martial saints scoffed, why are you here if you don't kill?

The old monk naturally wouldn't kill anyone, at least not in front of everyone, firstly, he wanted to protect the face of the Zen Academy, and secondly, as long as the people of Haoran Academy and the Dongsheng Empire knew that they had killed the people of the Shenwu Society and Wei Zhi, their Zen Monastery would face the attack of the two major forces.

"You guys talk a lot of nonsense!" The long sword martial saint at the beginning suddenly burst out and attacked in the direction of Ling Yi.

Ling Yi knew that he was not capable of resisting, and allowed the enemy to hold the sword to his neck.

The person who came opened his mouth and said, "As long as you hand over what our young master needs, I will let you go!"

Ling Yi knew that he was looking for a hundred casting stones, shook his head and said, "I'm not here anymore!"

"Where do you put it?" said quickly!" the Long Sword Martial Saint urged with excitement.

"At my master's!" replied Ling Yi slowly.

"Who is your master?" asked the Long Sword Martial Saint.

Before Ling Yi could speak, a voice came from the ears of the Long Sword Martial Saint: "I heard that you are looking for me?"