Because of the rumors spread by Guo Jin's father and son, the rivers and lakes of Wei were surging, and Yang Yi suddenly became the focus.

Originally, the forces of all parties could only watch this matter.

After all, Yang Yi is a member of the Ziyang Sect, and the Ziyang Sect is one of the two major seven-rank sects in the Wei Kingdom, even if they can win the Shattering Sword, I am afraid that they will be destroyed by the Ziyang Sect in the future.

The ones who really move their minds are those who have no worries about loose cultivation.

But Yang Yi stayed in the Ziyang Sect and didn't come out, even if he was a casual cultivator, he could only stare dryly, they couldn't kill in the Ziyang Sect.

But then news came out that Yang Yi had gone down the mountain to Daliang.

Not only that, but the sword battle of the Ziyang Sect was also mentioned again, which reassured everyone.

Since even the Ziyang Sect wanted Yang Yi to die, what scruples did they have about making a move?

So people from all sides went out one after another, and the world was surging.

……

Two days later.

Yang Yi walked out of the mountains and passed by a foot shop.

Although it was the end of September, the sun was still scorching.

He walked into the foot shop and wanted to drink a bowl of herbal tea to cool off the heat and rest his feet.

The foot shop is not big, and there are five or six zhang tables under the pergola, which are full of people, and they are all knights with swords.

Yang Yi frowned slightly, because he saw that everyone looked up at him, and their eyes were different, as if they were confirming, and they seemed to be excited, as if they were seeing a treasure.

Syllable!

A strong man stood up, pointed at Yang Yi and said roughly: "You are Yang Yi?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone held their right hands on the hilt of their swords and swords, as if they would strike at any moment.

It seemed like just waiting for him to nod.

Yang Yi's gaze swept over everyone, and finally looked at the strong man: "How is it, isn't it?" ”

"Haha, it seems that you are Yang Yi."

The strong man laughed, he picked up his machete, and said excitedly: "Brothers, we made a fortune this time, and we didn't expect to meet Yang Yi here." Capture him and ask him about the whereabouts of the Shattered Knife. ”

"Kill!"

The others stood up one after another, holding their swords and rushing towards Yang Yi.

"Smash the Sword!"

Yang Yi's pupils shrank.

Could it be that he was really betrayed by Princess Pingyang and the Third Prince, otherwise how would these people know about the Shattered Sword?

But that's not right!

If Princess Pingyang and the Third Prince really had the intention to be unfavorable to him, they could have killed him as early as when they left the Sword Emperor's Tomb and seized the Shattered Sword, there was no need to wait until now to play this kind of trick.

Since it wasn't their problem, what went wrong?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Yi's mind.

But his movements were not slow, and with a single sword, he split the person who rushed to the front in half with his sword.

Then he was like a killing machine, killing with great speed and efficiency, and no one could take his sword.

Soon, the foot shop was full of corpses, and only the strong man with the knife was still alive.

The strong man knelt on the ground and trembled, his eyes frightened.

He had never seen such a terrible person, killing people without blinking, or killing people like hemp is not enough to describe, it is completely a god of killing, and before he saw how the other party stabbed, his brothers were all killed.

"Hero, spare your life!"

The strong man kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I have an eighty-year-old mother and a half-year-old son, all of whom have to be raised by me." ”

Yang Yi said coldly: "I said, you answer." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Where did you get the news that the Shattering Knife is in my hands?"

"Hero, this matter has been spread all over the rivers and lakes, saying that the Sword Emperor's shattered sword fell into your hands, and you did not hand it over to the Ziyang Sect. Not only that, but there is also news about the sword dispute of the Ziyang Sect, saying that you are regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the Ziyang Sect, and we will not only not blame you for killing you Ziyang Sect, but will even be thanked. ”

The strong man knew everything, and said again and again: "By the way, a few days ago, there was news that you went down the mountain to Daliang, so we went to have a good time, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Guo Taihua!"

Yang Yi's eyes froze, and the murderous intent flashed.

Listening to the strong man's words, he didn't have to think about it to know that this must be a rumor spread by Guo Taihua.

Of course, it could also be someone else from the Ziyang Sect.

But Guo Taihua's suspicion is undoubtedly the greatest, because this person has the deepest hatred for him.

"Hero, I said everything I know, please let me go, it's the first time I've done this kind of thing, you have to believe me!"

"Well, I believe in you!"

The strong man's eyes lit up, and he was about to secretly scold Yang Yi for being stupid and believing him so easily.

But the next moment, a sword light flooded his vision and consciousness, and he fell down with a thud.

Looking at the knife marks on the strong man's eyebrows, Yang Yi put the knife into the sheath.

For this kind of villain, he has seen a lot in Qingling County, how could he believe the other party's nonsense.

Yang Yi squatted down and touched all the corpses, and found that this group of people was really poor.

Even if there is not a single spirit stone, there are only a dozen bottles of pills, and they are all low-level blood qi pills and qi gathering pills.

As for silver tickets and the like, there are more than 3,000 taels.

Yang Yi threw the silver ticket to the old couple who were hiding in the corner and shivering, and said, "These silver taels are enough for you to enjoy your old age in peace, so you should leave here as soon as possible so as not to be implicated." ”

When the words fell, he turned and left.

The old couple didn't dare to breathe, and their eyes lit up when they saw a stack of silver tickets, and their hearts were relieved.

After Yang Yi walked away, they left all their belongings and left in a hurry.

……

The next day, Yang Yi was intercepted again.

This is a young man in his early twenties, very handsome, but he speaks very arrogantly: "Hand over the Shattering Knife, and I will let you live." Don't force me to make a move, I, Xie Yunfeng, will see blood when I get out of my sword. ”

"Xie Yunfeng, are you from Cloud Sword Villa?"

Yang Yi's eyes froze.

Yunjian Villa is one of the three major eight-rank sects in the Wei Kingdom, although it cannot be compared with the Ziyang Sect, but it is also a giant in the rivers and lakes, dominating the party.

Xie Yunfeng said proudly: "Yes, I am the young owner of Yunjian Villa." ”

"Brother Xie, let's not say that the Shattering Knife is not in my hands, and you Cloud Sword Villa are not good at swordsmanship, what's the use of breaking the Destroying Knife? Why would you implicate Cloud Sword Villa for an ethereal shattering sword. ”

Yang Yi said in a deep voice, which can be regarded as good words and persuasion.

It's not that he's afraid of Yunjian Villa or Xie Yunfeng, it's just that he doesn't want to have another enemy in vain.

Xie Yunfeng sneered: "Snort, involve Yunjian Villa?

Yang Yi, you think too highly of yourself.

The sword battle of the Ziyang Sect, how could I not know about the Cloud Sword Villa.

If I kill you, I can't say that your sect master will remember the good of our Cloud Sword Villa.

Don't talk nonsense, hand over the Shattering Knife, or I'll have to take you down and interrogate you slowly.

When the time comes, I won't be so polite. ”

A cold glint flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, and he suddenly smiled: "It's hard to persuade damn ghosts, I didn't want to be an enemy of your Cloud Sword Villa, but it's a pity that you are aggressive, in vain!" ”

Xie Yunfeng's face sank, and he shouted: "Don't be ashamed, just a sword repair, a cheap goods, but you don't have a face, then you will die, Fengyun Sword Technique!" ”

He swung his long sword, like a storm and clouds, and the momentum was mighty.

Regarding Yang Yi, he got a lot of information, such as the person who killed the peak of the Qi Vein Realm against the trend, and the person who cultivated the Qi Dual Realm, the combat power should be between one and two in the Qi Sea Realm.

But he is a fourfold Qi Sea Realm and Qi Sea Realm, and it is not a matter of getting caught to take down the other party.

"Thunder Arc Light!"

Yang Yi came up with a killing move, and when the blood drinking knife was mentioned, the electric python was entangled.

His spirit was smelted in this sword, and it was extremely terrifying, tearing the air and Xie Yunfeng's sword qi.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of swords clashing was endless, but it stopped abruptly.

Yang Yi shattered Xue Yunfei's sword with a single sword, and the blood drinking knife sank into his left chest, piercing through his chest, nailing the other party to the trunk of the tree.

Xie Yunfeng's muscles were violent, he stared at Yang Yi deadly, his mouth overflowing with blood: "You dare...... Kill me...... My brother...... Xie Yufeng...... Will definitely ...... for me Vengeance. ”

Yang Yi's expression was grim and silent.

He directly pulled out the blood and drank the knife, and Xie Yunfeng fell to the ground screaming.

Blood infects the earth, and soon there is no sound.

Skillfully touching the corpse, this Xie Yunfeng is still very rich as the young owner of Yunjian Villa, not only contributed a low-grade spirit sword, but also contributed fifteen spirit stones, a bottle of Juyuan Dan, and tens of thousands of silver tickets.

Putting things in prison, he quickly left.

In the next three days, Yang Yi encountered various assassinations and interceptions, and almost capsized in the gutter several times.

For example, pretending to be a pregnant woman, using bone shrinking skills to disguise as a child, etc., makes people unguardable, and their cultivation is getting higher and higher, which makes Yang Yi gradually feel a little difficult.

So he chose a remote road, passing through a small forest, but was still intercepted.

This middle-aged man with a Chinese character face is also a knife repairer.

Holding a ghost head knife in his hand, it is very heavy.

This person was full of anger, and when he came up, he shouted: "Yang Yi, hand over the Shattering Sword, as well as all your cultivation methods, otherwise today next year will be your death day." ”

"There's too much nonsense, let's fight!"

Yang Yi drank coldly and rushed straight up.

In the past few days, he has already been angry, and he is too lazy to talk nonsense.

The Blood Drink Knife slashed out, splitting the air, forming two terrifying waves of sound tumbling to the sides.

Yang Yi shot with a knife sense, and the knife technique was simple and strong.

He wanted to defeat the other party with this most ferocious fight, and it seemed that this was the only way to vent the anger in his heart.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The man with the national character face shouted angrily, his front was hard, and his knife skills were equally strong, opening and closing.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of knives continued, and the sky was full of knife light, completely drowning the figures of the two.

The surrounding knife qi was full of swords, and the trees were broken in response to the sound, and then they were crushed by other knife qi, turning into sawdust in the sky, sprinkled with air.

Yang Yi's expression was solemn, and he felt the strength of his opponent in the first fight, at least the seventh level of the Qi Sea Realm.

He slashed out, and the force of the shock almost didn't make him crack.

Without any hesitation, Yang Yi urged the sword spirit and sword intent, and used the source method, and was finally able to match the opponent and make up for the lack of strength with exquisite sword techniques.

But in reality, he still fell below, and the disadvantage will only get bigger and bigger.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi no longer tried to move, he directly cast the 'Thunder Arc Light', and the whole person seemed to be entangled by an electric python, and countless thunder lights crackled around him.

The terrifying sword intent is domineering, as if even the heavens and the earth are about to be cut open.

But the result was taken by the other party!

Yang Yi's eyes froze, and he drank heavily and forcibly used this move again, taking advantage of the momentum to pursue.

The majestic true qi poured into the knife, causing the Blood Drinking Knife to roar excitedly, bursting out countless thunder-like blades.

Sonorous!

The Blood Drinking Knife cut off the Ghost Head Knife, and then continued to slash unabated, almost splitting the opponent diagonally, leaving a deep knife wound more than a foot long on his body, and then Yang Yi swept through with a knife again, and a head rose into the sky.

Hum!

Yang Yi snorted sullenly, and cast the 'Thunder Arc Light' twice in a row, causing him to suffer some internal injuries and almost lose his strength.

He didn't touch the body, but forced himself to leave quickly, because he heard footsteps coming.

Walking into the depths of the mountains and forests, he dodged into the prison of the sword.

Dealing with this sword cultivator, he almost explained it here, and then he can't move forward any further, the ghost knows what level of interceptor will appear, and his current cultivation is still too low.

So, he looked at the four Broken Spirit Crossbows and a lower grade spirit sword.

…………

Cloud Sword Villa.

"My son!"

Looking at Xie Yunfeng's corpse lying in the hall, Xie Chen, the owner of Yunjian Mountain Villa, cried out with grief.

As for his old wife, she had fainted.

Xie Yufeng stood aside, he wiped his tears, and said murderously: "Dad, the second brother's revenge can't be avenged, Yang Yi went straight to Daliang, then I will go to Daliang to wait for him." ”

Xie Chen nodded heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." Then you will go to the capital. Remember, it doesn't matter if you shatter the sword, but you must bring Yang Yi's head back to sacrifice your brother's spirit in the sky. ”

Xie Yufeng is his eldest son, a cultivator at the peak of the Qi Sea Realm.

Although he can't say how talented he is, he can't compare with the true disciples of the Ziyang Sect and the Lumen Sword Sect, but he has a very solid foundation, and he often walks the rivers and lakes, kills bandits and robbers, and has extremely rich combat experience.

Killing a Yang Yi is not a matter of being caught.

…………

Ziyang Sect.

Luo Tian Sect Peak Master Han Sheng took people up the mountain and asked for people from the Ziyang Sect, with a very tough attitude.

But Bai Fengyu just said lightly: "Yang Yi has already gone down the mountain to Daliang, haven't you heard the news?" Moreover, he is a disciple of Dao Peak, and it is difficult for me, as the sect master, to restrain him. If you have any personal grudges with him, even if you settle them yourself, I, the Purple Yang Sect, will never interfere. ”

"Good!"

Han Sheng gritted his teeth and said.

He was a little disappointed, but it was expected.

If he was so persecuted, the Ziyang Sect would obediently hand over Yang Yi, and that would be a big joke.

However, he went up the mountain this time more to say hello to the Ziyang Sect, so as not to have any misunderstanding in the future, after all, rumors are rumors, and he can rest assured that he can hunt down Yang Yi next.

Girders, not far away!