The sound of rolling sound spread, the surrounding houses trembled slightly, and puffs of dust fell from the roofs.

And in the two-story small building that originally belonged to the sect master's residence, a group of middle and high-ranking members of the Evil Extreme Sect who already held a lot of power couldn't help but be a little panicked after hearing that familiar voice.

Even Jia Zhengdao is no exception.

They undoubtedly knew Ye Wugui very well, whether it was martial arts or temperament, and it was precisely because of this that they were afraid.

They knew very well that with what they did, Ye Wugui would not forgive them, and if they fell into the hands of Ye Wugui, their best outcome would be death.

That's right, the best outcome is death!

Even if they had expected that they would face Ye Wugui again, and even when they heard those shouts and warnings not long ago, they knew that Ye Wugui had returned.

But when this moment really happened, they still couldn't help but feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

There were only two people in the group whose expressions were still calm, and they were sitting on Jia Zhengdao's left and right.

Among them, on the right is the former Vermilion Bird Hall Master Fangzheng, dressed in a cyan robe, wearing a jade jade crown, with a thin face, a pair of ancient well-free eyes with two long eyebrows, three long whiskers under the chin, just looking at the surface, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

On the other side was a figure in black, his entire body covered, only a pair of eyes exposed.

He was undoubtedly the stranger from the court as the servant spoke.

At this time, the others also noticed the two of them, especially when they looked at the figure in pitch black, and they were suddenly relieved.

"Ahem......"

Jia Zhengdao coughed lightly and said: "Since Ye Wugui's injuries have not healed, he took the initiative to come to his death, then we will fulfill him and give him a ride, and it will not be in vain to be a fellow disciple." ”

"That's what the Sect Master said. ”

"Ye Wugui is injured, why are you afraid of him? I forgot it before. ”

"The most important thing is that there is Mr. Yin here, and there is no return for mere leaves, but he can only break it. ”

Hearing these voices, Jia Zhengdao nodded with satisfaction, and then he looked at the black figure: "Mr. Yin, please leave it to you." ”

"Don't worry, if he hadn't been injured, he would still be able to fight me for a moment or two, and now I'm sure I'll take it down within ten moves. ”

A majestic voice came from under the black clothes, and the confidence revealed in his words lifted the spirits of those present.

Outside the house, Jiang Ji couldn't help frowning when he saw that no one came out, and then said: "What's the matter? ”

"What are you who were robbed of the position of the sect master by me?"

As the words fell, Jia Zhengdao led the group out.

"Snatching the position of the sect master? It's just a little trick to take advantage of my absence in the sect, and you dare to call the sect master? You are also worthy of being called the sect master? Do you know the true scriptures of all gods? Do you have a token of the sect master?

If any cat or dog claims to be the sect master, then I am not the sect master for a long time, it is really ridiculous, can I call myself the emperor and I am the real emperor?"

Jiang Ji retorted in his mouth, but his eyes fell on the only black-robed man he didn't know.

"Bold!"

It seemed to be a thunderous explosion, and Mr. Yin, a black-robed man, looked at Jiang Ji with sharp eyes: "There is such a wolf ambition, originally I thought you were a talent, and I planned that as long as you kowtow to me, I would spare you a cheap life, but now I can't leave you, I will definitely kill you today, and punish your nine clans!"

"Where did the old bastard come from, he doesn't pee to see what he looks like, and he dares to threaten my master, are you worthy?

And my master is willing to be the emperor, that is the emperor's honor, if you go back and tell him, he will definitely be happy to give up the throne to my master. ”

Li Ruofei slapped his forehead after speaking: "Oh, by the way, you shrunken turtle can't see yourself, and you wrap yourself so tightly, it must be because you look too ugly and you're afraid of seeing people, right?"

"Look for death!"

The black-robed man was like a phantom, appearing in front of Li Ruofei in the blink of an eye, and with a flick of his sleeves, the wide sleeves of his robe suddenly became like a dark cloud, heading towards Li Ruofei.

Li Ruofei only felt that the black robe sleeves were like a black hole that could devour everything, no matter how he struggled, it was useless, and even the blood and qi in his whole body could not be mobilized at all, and his body could not move.

"I think you're looking for death!"

Jiang Ji's reaction speed was extremely fast, and the moment the black-robed man approached, he punched out.

The air roared violently, and the enveloping air currents turned into strong winds.

The gray gas filled the heaven and the earth, and the dead and ominous aura spread, merging with the strong wind, turning into a tornado of dead qi and sweeping out.

Mr. Yin, the black-robed man, was taken aback, he felt the mortal danger, and hurriedly abandoned Li Ruofei, and with a turn of the sleeves of his robe, he included the death gas tornado.

But in the blink of an eye, the wide sleeves of the robe swelled rapidly.

Rumble!

Pieces of black cloth floated around like fluttering butterflies, and the exuding energy made Jiang Ji and Mr. Yin each take a few steps back.

At this time, Jiang Ji shrank aside, and Jiang Ruoyu, who had no sense of existence, transmitted: "Let's start stroking the piano!"

Jiang Ruoyu had been waiting for Jiang Ji's hint for a long time, and had been staring at him intently, but he didn't expect that the hint he said turned out to be a sound transmission.

But now is not the time to care about such details, Jiang Ruoyu sat cross-legged, put the piano horizontally on his legs, and then his slender white fingers gently plucked the strings, and the notes began to beat.

Jiang Ji looked at the bare skin of the black-robed man's arms, and the marks on it that seemed to be fresh scars, and suddenly thought of someone.

"Martial arts similar to Wudang Iron Sleeve Gong, as well as this dress, and those conspicuous scars.

You are the Yin Ji who took the initiative to give his wife to others in exchange for martial arts, and finally practiced himself without being a ghost or a ghost?"

The corners of Yin Ji's eyes twitched slightly, he really didn't expect him to reveal his identity so easily.

"As long as you're strong enough, how many people care how you get your power, how many people care what you look like?"

"Don't kid yourself, if you really don't care, as soon as I tell you where you come from, you even change your tone, and if you don't care about your appearance, why do you have to wrap it tightly?"

Faced with Jiang Ji's merciless demolition, Yin Ji was speechless for a while, and then he chose to do it again.

With a push of both hands, endless darkness swept out, like an endless night sky, but it was not the shining stars that dotted the night sky, but black holes that emitted endless devouring power.

"Power is everything, go die!"