Seeing the Changle Gang disciples leave, Yang Yi saw Fan Yu, Zhao Wuji, Xu Hongwen, and Xiao Shiyin appear at the staircase and walk towards him.

Four people were welcomed into the room, and five people sat around the Eight Immortals table.

Fan Yu first asked: "Yang Yi, you have also received the invitation card from the Changle Gang, and we will go together when the time comes." ”

Yang Yi smiled and nodded, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter with this Changle gang leader, it's so dignified, why did he suddenly wash his hands?" ”

Washing your hands is not an easy task.

For the Changle Gang, this is equivalent to losing a great master of the Refining Realm.

Because after the golden basin washes its hands, unless the Changle Gang is knocked on the door and there is a danger of extinction, the Changle gang leader cannot make a move.

As far as the others, especially the enemies of the Changle gang leader, are concerned, they do not allow the other party to wash their hands.

Once you wash your hands of gold, it means that the hatred is gone.

Therefore, there are very few golden basins washing hands on the rivers and lakes, and even if there is, it is often canceled because of the destruction of the enemy, or even someone took his life on the spot.

Xu Hongwen thought about it and said: "I know a lot about this Changle Gang, when our Renyi Villa was first built, they had a lot of friction with us............

The leader of the Changle Gang Feng Changle can be described as a generation of heroes.

Sixty years ago, he established the Changle Gang, and ten years later, he destroyed the Song family, one of the three major families at that time, replaced it, and then dominated Guyue City for nearly fifty years.

In the sixty-year history of the Changle Gang, the first fifty years belonged to the underworld, acting domineeringly, I don't know how many forces have been destroyed, and I don't know how many things I have done to hurt nature and reason.

It may be because there are too many enemies, or it may be getting older, or it may be other reasons.

Since ten years ago, the Changle Gang has begun to try its best to whitewash itself, abandon all kinds of shady industries, and act relatively gently, and begin to 'talk about rules' and abide by various unspoken rules.

After ten years of hard work, the Changle Gang has laundered a lot, but it is still not accepted by all parties in the righteous path.

This time, Feng Changle feasted on the guests, and did not hesitate to tempt him with a mysterious stone tablet, probably hoping to be recognized by all parties, and also to make his face shine, and to deter people who wanted to sabotage his ceremony.

Yang Yi nodded slowly, but he always had a feeling that Feng Changle's purpose should be more than that.

None of that had anything to do with him, though.

He looked at Zhao Wuji, chuckled and said, "Brother Zhao, you and I meet for a battle today, why don't you have a fight?" ”

Zhao Wuji's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "I was a little injured last night, and I will fight again after I am healed." ”

"Hee-hee!"

Fan Yu couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, and looked at Zhao Wuji with disdain.

If you are injured and fight again, you don't dare!

Yang Yi smiled slightly, and he turned to say, "I'm going to go to the Treasure Pavilion, what about you?" ”

Fan Yu responded: "We're together." ”

Zhao Wuji shook his head and said, "I won't go, go out and go around." ”

Xu Hongwen and Xiao Shiyin also shook their heads.

This gathering of young masters from all walks of life in Guyue City is a good opportunity for communication, and they don't want to miss it.

Yang Yi nodded, and then came to the Treasure Pavilion with Fan Yu.

The branches of the Treasure Pavilion are all over the countries of the Eastern Wilderness and the Northern Regions, and Guyue City, as one of the nine ancient cities of the Chu Kingdom, is a place where all parties compete for businesses, so it is natural that there will be branches.

In the Treasure Pavilion, Yang Yi spent all the lower-grade spirit stones, more than 6.5 million pieces, and purchased a large number of top-grade spirit materials, as many as ten boxes.

He still had more than 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and he didn't rush to use them.

Compared with the lower-grade spirit stones, the aura in the middle-grade spirit stones is more majestic and pure, which is very suitable for cultivation.

As for Fan Yu, she was originally a rich woman, and she had a million lower grade spirit stones given by Yang Yi, and she was also extremely generous, buying a superb spirit armor and a talisman jade talisman.

Once this talisman is activated, it can resist the full force of the refining realm below the fifth level.

After coming out of the Treasure Pavilion, Yang Yi returned to the inn.

He still has three more days to stay in Guyue City, he doesn't want to waste time, he must improve his cultivation as soon as possible to deal with the dangers that may arise at any time in the future.

Fan Yu is so active, she went out to play.

Back at the inn, Yang Yi locked the door and dodged into the knife prison.

He sat cross-legged, with the blood drinking knife between his knees, and placed a piece of the best spiritual material the size of a human head on the body of the knife, then slowly closed his eyes, and ran the method of 'human knife cultivation'.

As streams of pure ability poured into his body, Yang Yi's cultivation also began to climb steadily.

The first peak of the True Gang Realm...... The second ...... of the Zhengang Realm The third ...... of the True Gang Realm The third pinnacle of the True Gang Realm......

After cultivating to the third peak of the True Gang Realm, Yang Yi stopped cultivating, because he obviously felt that his cultivation progress had slowed down, and his cultivation was getting more and more difficult.

Of the ten boxes of top-grade spiritual materials, four boxes were used up.

Yang Yi sighed secretly, he was more and more worried about how many top-grade spiritual materials he would have to consume in the next True Fire Realm cultivation.

Four boxes of top-grade spiritual materials are worth more than two million lower-grade spirit stones, but they have only improved two small realms, which is in exchange for other sects, which one can afford it.

Like the Ziyang Sect, the entire sect probably doesn't have so much storage of lower-grade spirit stones.

However, after absorbing the four boxes of top-grade spiritual materials, the Blood Drinking Knife also completed its transformation and was promoted to the top-grade spiritual weapon.

Yang Yi stood up, looked around, and walked towards the grave of the 'Demon Sword Cui Wuji'.

The water-sheltering beads on Su Wanniang's grave were still shining, and they seemed to attract him to the past, but they were directly ignored by Yang Yi.

He walked to the tombstone of the magic knife Cui Wuji and printed his palm.

Seeing the rapid change of things in front of him, Yang Yi hurriedly looked around, and saw a mansion burning, with all kinds of curses, cries, begging for mercy, and so on.

Outside the mansion, there was a besieged army.

Anyone who tried to break out of the mansion was shot by these soldiers.

The scene of the fantasy space is often the most memorable picture of the tomb owner's life, it can't be that the tomb owner's family was wiped out by the imperial court, right?

Yang Yi was thinking about this, and suddenly saw a flash of knife light in front of him, and his head flew out.

He hung up!

Again!

Yang Yi returned to the illusion space, his eyes quickly looked around, and at the same time silently recited the "Enlightenment Sutra", his mind entered an unprecedented moment of agility and calmness.

Soon, he saw a figure almost melt into the night, slashing at him.

Not only that, but he also saw the other party's appearance clearly.

The face of the national character is white and beardless.

The body is tall and burly, and his eyes are like torches, but he is blood-red, revealing violence and bloodlust.

"Yin Demon!"

Yang Yi almost blurted out, he never thought that the magic knife Cui Wuji turned out to be a yin demon, no wonder it was called the magic knife.

It's just that this sword prison has existed for an extremely long time, could it be that there were Yin demons in ancient times?

Watching Cui Wuji slash with a knife, Yang Yi didn't dodge or dodge, and also slashed out.

Fast as lightning, tearing the night.

Clang!

The two knives collided, making a violent roar, and the space was shaken.

Cui Wuji showed his figure, his sword technique was extremely violent, he was crazy, one knife was stronger than the other, and his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, it seemed that as long as he didn't kill him, the other party's momentum would not stop climbing.

"Is this the true meaning of the magic knife?"

Cui Wuji struck nine swords in a row, like a comet striking the moon, and finally broke the blood drinking knife with one stab in the tenth sword, and the long knife pierced deep into his heart, making Yang Yi almost powerless to fight back.

Again!

Yang Yi continued to resurrect and fight with Cui Wuji.

In the process of being killed again and again, his knife skills have improved again, but he has never been able to peek into the other party's trick of winning a knife with a knife, he feels like a dam to store water, but in the face of a wave of high flood peaks, there is always a time to break the embankment.

If he can master this skill, his combat power will definitely improve greatly.

……

Three days later.

The sun is rising, and the light is shining.

Changle Gang is located in the south of Guyue City, covering an area of two or three thousand acres, and was the residence of the Song family.

When Yang Yi and the four of them came to the Changle Gang, they saw the traffic in front of the house, and the guests from all parties gathered, and the young gang leader of the Changle Gang waited outside to greet them.

"Welcome Yang Shaoxia to come, please come inside!"

Feng Qinghou obviously knew Yang Yi, and when he saw Yang Yi coming, he was full of smiles.

Yang Yi nodded lightly and strode into the Changle Gang.

It's just that not long after he entered the Changle Gang, an arrogant young man blocked his way.

"You are Yang Yi?"

"Who are you?"

Yang Yi frowned and snorted unhappily.

The man in front of him was too arrogant, his face was full of arrogance, his head was high, and he looked down on him.

"Qinglan Sect, Shi Renjie."

Shi Renjie said proudly: "You must remember this name firmly in the future, because it will be the pride of your life." I see that you have good talents, and you will be my sword slave in the future. ”

"Qinglan Sect, Sanpin Sect!"

Xu Hongwen exclaimed, and Xiao Shiyin and the three of them also showed a solemn look.

Yang Yi laughed angrily and said coldly: "Where did the wild dogs come from without a rope and come here to bark?" If it weren't for the Changle Gang here, I'd slaughter you with one slash. ”

Shi Renjie's face sank: "The frog at the bottom of the well doesn't know the size of the world." Thinking that with some means to kill the Refining Realm, he thought he was a peerless genius?

Let me tell you, we Qinglan Sect don't know how many people like you, all of them are outer disciples.

The third rank and the third grade below, those are two completely different worlds.

I can take a fancy to you, that's the blessing you've cultivated for ten lifetimes, don't you know what to do. ”

Yang Yi did not show weakness, and he also said coldly: "If I am the same age as you, I don't need any Sanpin Sect, I can crush you to death with one finger, and you don't even have the qualifications to be my sword slave." ”

He is seventeen years old this year, and the stone man in front of him is at least in his early twenties.

Shi Renjie shook his head, he swung his sword scabbard and slashed at Yang Yi, and at the same time said coldly: "What I Shi Renjie fancies, there is nothing that I can't get." Even if you don't agree, I can train you to be a qualified sword slave. ”

When the scabbard was split, he had nearly a hundred acupuncture points all over his body blooming with brilliant light.

Even if it is a blue sky and a white sun, it cannot hide their light.

Rumble!

The sword burst out several feet, cutting through the space, setting off a terrifying wave of qi to roll to the sides.

He swung his sword down, like a mountain collapsing, and the momentum was terrifying.

Yang Yi's eyes froze, and the stone man in front of him turned out to be a powerhouse in the Refining Realm, and he was also a triple in the Refining Realm.

There are 365 acupuncture points around the human body, which is the number of Zhou Tian.

There are also nine levels of refining realms, except for the ninth level, which requires the cultivation of forty-five acupoints, and the first eight levels are forty for each weight.

The violent momentum made Yang Yi almost unable to breathe.

He shouted vigorously, urging the sword intent and sword spirit, and at the same time frantically extracting the earth's qi and slashing out with all his might.

Clang!

The Blood Drink Knife slashed at the sword gang, making a violent roar.

The sword gang shattered in response to the sound, turned into a violent aura, and swept in all directions, leaving countless sword marks on the bluestone slab, dense, like a spider's web.

Yang Yi's face turned red, his feet sank, and the ground also collapsed.

He took seven steps back, each step causing the ground to collapse and smoke to rise.

Shi Renjie's eyes flashed with solemnity, as well as shame and anger.

He originally wanted to completely defeat Yang Yi with this blow, but the other party only took seven steps back, wasn't this a slap in the face?

You know, there are dozens of people watching around at this moment.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, and the phantom of a majestic mountain appeared behind him, and his momentum skyrocketed.

"War Spirit!"

Not only the onlookers, but Yang Yi also had an ugly face and was shocked in his heart.

The stone man in front of him actually awakened the mountain soul.

The awakened warrior soul is invincible in the same world, this is not to say.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi raised his knife towards the sun and cast the sun trick, and countless sun essences gathered and integrated into his body, making him suffer so much that he slashed out with a knife and vented it.

The knife burst out for several feet, like a peerless broadsword, and slashed down in the air.

At the same time, Shi Renjie also slashed out with a sword.

Thundered!

Swords collide and burst into brilliant light.

The ground also sank, and a large area of bluestone slabs crumbled.

Dust and smoke are everywhere, flying sand and rocks.

Yang Yi snorted, and his body flew out upside down.

Shi Renjie just shook his body, his eyes were cold and he was about to pursue, at this time a burly figure blocked in front of him, it was Feng Changle, the leader of the Changle Gang.

Although Feng Changle is in his eighties, he still looks like he is in his early forties.

He smiled all over his face and said in a harmonious voice: "Shi Shaoxia, today is the day of great joy for Feng to wash his hands in a golden basin, can you give the old man a thin face, how about today's matter?" ”

The implication is: do this today, and then you will continue tomorrow.

If it were another time, for people like Feng Changle, Shiren Jieli would not bother to pay attention to it.

But today he came for the mysterious stone tablet, and it was not good to save the other party's face, so he nodded and said: "Since this is the case, then I will give the Feng gang leader a face."

Speaking of this, he looked at Yang Yi and said coldly: "Yang Yi, today I will give the Feng Gang Master a face, and I will spare you today." Before noon tomorrow, I will watch you kneel outside the Qinglan Courtyard, or die. ”

When the words fell, he put his sword in his sheath, turned and left.