Wang Yi came to a mountain according to the road guided by Zhang Hu, which was desolate and desolate with winding paths and strange rocks, but this many roads revealed an extraordinary atmosphere.

Looking into the distance, I saw that there are countless houses built on this mountain, although they are not pavilions, carved railings and jade but also quite charming, these houses are arranged in a row, presumably the top of the finely built house is the place where Hu Chengchao lived.

The breeze blew a strand of Wang Yi's hair and evoked a bloodthirsty smile.

Wang Yi stood in place, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he had memorized the location of the house in the mountain, and then he took a big step, like an arrow flying out of the string, its speed was as fast as lightning, and it was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

"Chirp..."

Wang Yi tapped the storage ring in his hand, and suddenly the killing sword clanged and hovered beside him, and this chilling killing intent immediately set off a gust of wind, and even attracted the attention of countless spiritual cultivators living in the periphery.

"Who dares to break into Huzhai?"

A spiritual cultivator of the Triple Heaven of the Spirit Realm felt this killing intent, and immediately trembled, and hurriedly rushed out of the house with a sharp sword, shouting loudly.

"Pss

Wang Yi's eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, as if they were the pupils of a fierce beast, and some were endlessly furious, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the killing sword flashed through the throat of this spiritual cultivator, and suddenly a red blood shot out, followed by a shocked convulsion to the ground.

His eyes were full of shock, he had died before he could see the enemy clearly, it was hard to imagine what speed this was, his eyes were confused, but he still stared at the direction of Wang Yi's gallop, as if he was venting his unwillingness.

The chilling killing intent rushed towards the heavens and the earth, and suddenly the crowd in the mountains was boiling, as if it had exploded, and countless spiritual cultivators ran out one after another, all looking at Wang Yi with solemn expressions.

The spiritual cultivators on this periphery are all cultivators of the Spirit Realm, and they can't stop Wang Yi at all, and there is a sound of swords intersecting, and I can see that countless spiritual cultivators can't afford to hate it.

On the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man sitting upright on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of anger, but he was full of air vortex, sweating profusely, and wisps of spiritual power were rotating with his body, as if he was cultivating some magical powers.

This person is Hu Chengchao, known as the thief! He not only steals gold and silver treasures, spirit stone pills, but even the yellow flower girl has everything, he is the king of the mountain here, and his life is happy and happy, I don't know how many times better than the elder of the sect he is...

"In!" In an instant, two cultivators from outside the house shouted loudly.

"You also sense that someone has broken into the mountain! Hmph, every day there are people who want to assassinate me, but they all die one by one, they are all people who are beyond their own strength, I feel that this person's killing intent is extraordinary, you deal with it carefully!

I'm still in the ferry, I can't cross it, I can't be distracted, otherwise I will definitely lose all my efforts, you call the other three to kill together, this person is not easy!"

Hu Chengchao said slowly, but there was a heaviness in his words, he faintly felt a crisis, but he couldn't stop the ** who was cultivating, so he could only respond like this.

"Yes!" the two men standing outside the door nodded, then vanished.

"Flame in the sky! Burn out a qiē! This dirty place is useless!"

Wang Yi shouted loudly in the sky, his hands were suddenly red, the raging flames were steaming, the scorching heat spread to all directions, and the temperature around him rose sharply, only to see several flames flying out and burning on this mountain, and the dead leaves all over the ground burned instantly.

In an instant, a fire was set off, billowing black smoke rose like wolf smoke, swaying straight into the top of the clouds, the smell of burnt lingered on the tip of the nose, and a magnificent scene of burning dry mountains.

"What? It's on fire! It's on fire..."

"How is it possible that this person has such magical powers?"

"Oh no, where does this go from here?"

"Extinguish the fire!

Countless shouts erupted in unison, and at this moment, five spiritual lights on the top of the mountain pierced the sky like meteors, and only the sound of sneering and shattering was heard, and it was like a meteorite falling, and it was arrogant.

These five people all have the cultivation of the One Realm, but it is only about the second heaven, and for Wang Yi, it is not a climate, but his unattainable arrival has caused a storm in the hearts of these Spirit Realm cultivators.

"Look, the five law enforcement people are here, this kid must be dead!"

"Damn, you dare to set fire, hmph, your time of death is up..."

These words were spoken by the cultivator in the midst of the fire, and he did not only see these five people coming, but he did not see that these five people all had solemn expressions on their faces.

"What, fire attack! There is a sense of domineering and irresistible in this fire, like a Xuanhuo, but it's not good, it's a hell fire!"

Hu Chengchao, who was sitting on the top of the mountain and cultivating supernatural powers, opened his eyes wide again, with a look of shock, but he closed his eyes tightly, only to see that the air flow around him was spinning faster, and the wisps of spiritual power were also swirling rapidly, and the beads of sweat kept leaving on his forehead.

"Stop, who are you sacred, how dare you burn Hu Zhai?" shouted a cultivator in the One Realm.

The man was thin, his limbs were agile, and he clicked between swings, as if something was stuck in his bones, and the sound was extremely uncomfortable to hear.

"Hmph, I'm attacking the mountain so aggressively, so the old thief Hu sent the five of you to die?

Wang Yi and the five people looked at each other, their expressions were still cold, and their eyes were awe-inspiring with murderous intent, as if the killing god had come to the world, that is, they wanted to drink blood and eat flesh, and run rampant.

"Presumptuous!

A fat Guiyi Realm cultivator shouted loudly, his face was full of killing intent, he stretched out his hand, and the sword in his hand stabbed suddenly, his sword did not have a gorgeous sword shadow, but a very ordinary assassination, but the sword body was surging, and the surrounding air exploded, and this sword was extremely fierce.

"Yes, it's not flashy, it's just that it's still too weak!

Wang Yi took a few steps back, a touch of fierceness appeared in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the killing sword hovering outside his body rang out, snorted, and stabbed out.

"Ding..."

There was a roar of metal, and a terrifying scene appeared, the killing sword actually followed the sharp sword that stabbed suddenly, and it broke open, as if disemboweling, the sword instantly became two halves, and with a clang, it fell to the ground, splashing a cavity of dirt.

"What? my sword, my sword..."

This One Realm cultivator saw his sword broken in two, and his heart ached, and his face was shocked.

"Amazing, it actually covers the sword body with spiritual power, like this two by two, there is toughness and hardness, without losing a single, in fact, if it really collides, your sword will definitely be damaged!"

At this time, the thin Guiyi Realm cultivator shouted coldly.

"Huh?" Wang Yi sighed lightly, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the man, with a hint of shock in his eyes.