Previously, Jiang He Tu and Qin He were able to enter the inn with a swagger, and he was no exception.

Cao Yizhen had no reason to expel a person who had no intent to attack.

So, Ye Liao stood in front of the inn and said to Cao Yizhi: "Senior, junior just want to enter to visit Zhibaizi, and hope to be fulfilled." ”

After speaking, he put Cao Yizhi's warning behind him, took his last breath, and stepped into it.

The next moment, the wind swept away, the smoke and dust were chaotic, and the fog covered the eyes of everyone in Qimen.

"Bang!"

A human head flew out.

Everyone sat up in shock, looking at the heads of people in disbelief.

This kills?

Qi Fang, who was far above the north wall, suddenly widened his eyes, and his figure flashed, appearing outside the inn.

The old man tried to redeem it, but his divine sense probed and Ye Liao's head had been dead for six hours.

The scene instantly became solemn, and fell into a deathly silence.

In fact, before Ye Liao stepped into it, Qi Fang had a million chances to stop him.

However, he didn't.

He also wanted to see Cao Yizhen's attitude, but at first glance, it was a fresh life.

The protégés of Qi Yimen were furious and wanted to rush up.

Qi Fang's sleeved robe gently blew and stopped everyone.

Qi Fang didn't expect to come to this point, and he felt a little guilty in his heart at this time.

"Your Excellency's use of such irreparable means to treat a person who has let go of his will to fight is too much, right?" Qi Fang Qisheng said.

Cao Yizhi walked out slowly, walked out of the door of the inn, and gently closed the door.

Then, he scratched his fingers, slowly made a mark, and finally stuck to the ground.

A large blood-red array was formed, enveloping the entire inn.

This kind of formation was realized by Cao Yizhen himself through more than 300 years of perception when he watched the Chang Penny people cast spells to protect Changge Danghuan in his early years.

The formation of the penny man at that time was not this color, his was pale white in milk, and his own formation was blood-colored scarlet.

The same formation, as the caster changed, the formation also changed.

Hey, okay, as long as it works pretty much the same.

The reason why it's scarlet red may be because he can't let go of the killing intent in his heart, right?

Cao Yizhen pursed his lips, thinking that he was good like this.

Many people in the world will not respect a harmless person in the world, Ye Liao and his ilk, Cao Yizhi has lived for more than a thousand years, and he has seen a lot.

They put their own rules and opinions on top of the serious and serious warnings of others, persecuting and tempting step by step, so that they want to achieve their own goals, and infringe and squeeze the feelings of others step by step, and even ignore them.

Cao Yizhen really didn't know what these people were, was there a little bit of joking in his tone just now?

No.

Therefore, whoever enters, he must die.

However, at this time, Cao Yizhi saw Qi Fang appear in front of the passenger station, and understood where Ye Liao's audacity came from.

They all thought they had something to rely on, someone behind them.

Cao Yi folded the corners of his mouth, the battle intent and killing intent danced in his eyes, and a bone sword appeared in his hand.

It's a pity that he will not only not give them a chance to know their mistakes, but will also strangle their chance to come back to life.

"You are the weakest of the four kings, come on. In a fight, the loser will be left behind. ”

Cao Yizhen didn't want to talk to Qi Fang, an old Confucian student, about empty words such as reasoning, it was too much, what was the important thing?

Who will listen to him?

Only the sword is born, and the sword dies.

Just as Cao Yizhen said this, Qi Fang heard a faint sound of flute in the wind, which penetrated deep into the soul.

Reverse time and space, or something else?

Qi Fang secretly guessed, and his heart sank to the bottom of the lake.

After all, he still underestimated the sharpness of the person who was happy with the long song, and his unbending attitude was not the exclusive enjoyment of the white-clothed arrogance in the Qi family.

Qi Fang can be sure that as long as he makes a move, Cao Yizhen will definitely fight him to the death.

Do you have any good strategies for dealing with an opponent who has won the affection of time?

Qi Fang thought about it and felt that he didn't have it.

The difference between the people of the Ten Realms and the people of the Nine Realms, in addition to the speed and power of qualitative change, is actually more important in a field.

This kind of realm is so powerful that it even confines space.

However, there is nothing the field can do with time.

Qi Fang hesitated.

Cao Yizhi's mood was extremely active, staring at Qi Fang, and there was even a sickly ecstasy in the depths of his eyes.

Cao Yizhen knew that he wanted to fight this fight.

Ever since he stood on the pinnacle of the True Nine Realms, he had thought about it, and it had been nine hundred years now.

In the past nine hundred years, Cao Yizhi's body energy no longer struggles, and his speed no longer increases, except for making a friend of time, he basically has no progress.

After being with time for so long, Cao Yizhen figured it out.

There is only one path to the Ten Realms, and that is battle.

Annihilated in battle, you can lead to the world after the True Nine Realms.

Ten realms, annihilation.

When everything is gone, when it stops, it is annihilation.

Shoot, as long as you make a move, I don't have to guard the people behind me......

Cao Yizhi's inner desire soared, and his eyes gradually became scarlet when he looked at Qi Fang, and finally he was completely different from people.

In the midst of the scarlet, Cao Yizhen's eyes became a blood-colored deep spring, and even his pupils could not be seen.

Just as Qi Fang and Cao Yizhi were silently confronting each other, the First Emperor and Qin He appeared behind Qi Fang, grabbed Qi Fang's arm, and took him away from this place.

The Great War ended without a problem.

Cao Yizhen angrily swung his bone sword at the ground, and the earth slammed, and a huge crack opened with no end.

This crack lay between the white-clothed scholar of Qiyi and Cao Yizhen, like a moat, carved into the hearts of everyone present.

Cao Yizhi regained his senses after wielding a sword, his eyes returned to normal, became clear, and he dispersed the formation without saying a word, opened the gate, and walked in.

At this point, a ridiculous temptation ended when Qi Yimen paid the price of a head rolling to the ground.

Outside the inn, the people of Qi Yimen were still guarding outside, and Cao Yizhi also returned to the recliner in the inn to close his eyes and recuperate.

Everything was as calm as if nothing had happened, only the new earth scar outside the inn reminded everyone that Cao Yizhi was very angry.

Cao Yizhi was very angry, he was really going to die.

The First Emperor was originally in the Imperial City, helping Feng Yi to study the piece of Heavenly Xuanjin and find a way to see if he could create an artifact.

It was Qin He who hurriedly summoned him and asked him to come over to save the scene.

Then, the First Emperor came to Zhengqi City and saw this scene.

Cao Yizhen pulled out the bone sword, and he knew that he wanted to fight with Qi Fang.

The bone sword, after Cao Yi was defeated by Zunshang last time, has not been used again.

Since that day, all those who have fought with it in the world, Cao Yizhu has never lost again.

Even, about Cao Yizhi, near the north wall in a short period of one year, there was a myth of picking the head in seven steps.