Huan Yin is gone, he has been wandering outside for two years since he left the sect, and now that all the things he has to do have been done, it is time to return to Yangzhou.

Huan traveled because of the sky, he touched his Qiankun bag, there was still the task given to him by the sect two years ago-Lingyun Flower. In the past two years, he has never forgotten his sect's mission, and now he can finally go back to his life.

"Everyone must have thought I was dead, and this time when I go back, everyone will be pleasantly surprised by me. Especially the master, I didn't disappoint him. Not only did I complete the mission of the sect, but I also destroyed the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and he will definitely be proud of me. Huan Yin's face showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, dispelling a lot of the murderous aura that had accumulated in his body in the past two years.

"And Yu'er, I'm going back to marry her!"

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Huan Yin's cultivation can not be compared with the past, even Guo Yu is not as good as him now, he flew at full speed, and it only took less than half a day to enter the boundary of Yangzhou.

Huan Yin looked at the mountains and forests below him, and had an indescribable feeling of pleasure. He couldn't wait to yell out, "Finally it's no longer ice and snow and grassland!"

"Bai Kui, this is where I grew up, and this is also where my sect is located. This will be the place where you will live in the future. Huan Yin muttered softly, and sent a divine thought to Bai Kui, who was still sleeping in the Qiankun bag.

"By the way, there are also my classmates there, there are cute Xiaotian, there are honest senior brothers, and senior sisters Xianyue, they will definitely like you. ”

"Oh yes, and Uncle Ye, I must let her see you first when I go back. You are already a member of my Sword Pavilion. Uncle Ye will definitely do his best to help you. She must have more ways than the White Tiger Division. It will wake you up as soon as possible. ”

Huan Yin's mind has thousands of thoughts. But they are all feelings for their own sect and brotherhood. Just as he was thinking a little distracted, suddenly a voice came from the forest not far in front of him.

"Xiao Yu, do you dare to fight to the death with Wang today!" The voice was a little rough and a little familiar.

"Hmph, since you are looking for death, don't blame Xiao for being ruthless!" This voice came from Xiao Yu of Yijian Peak.

Huan Yin's thoughts were interrupted by these two voices, and his brows furrowed instantly. His mind spread out to see what was going on. But as soon as his divine sense swept away, he was immediately stunned.

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In the forest, Xiao Yu and a group of Yijian Peak disciples and Wang Luo led a group of Yudan Dao disciples were confronting, and both of them had completely dispersed their cultivation to the point of tension. Moreover, many of the disciples present were injured, and it seemed that they had only fought one before.

Wang Luo and Xiao Yu are the people with the highest cultivation in the two parties, both of them are in the middle stage of cohesion, it seems that they have worked hard in the past two years, and their cultivation has also made great progress. But. The changes are not limited to this, Huan Yin can still feel the murderous aura from them. Although that kind of murderous aura is very faint and faint, far from being comparable to himself, it is still murderous.

In Huan Yin's eyes, Yangzhou has always been a peaceful place, although there are some open and secret battles between various sects, but there are basically no major collisions. And the scattered cultivation here is even rarer, so there are very few monks in Yangzhou who have a murderous aura. Even if there were, it was those sect monks who had gone out to practice, and they had experienced a killing that they couldn't experience in Yangzhou, just like Huan Yin himself.

But today, Huan Yin actually felt this kind of murderous aura on Xiao Yu and Wang Luo, and even the sect disciples who followed behind them also had this kind of aura emanating from them, how strange was this?

"Yangzhou is in chaos!" Huan Yin's heart subconsciously had such a feeling, although he thought it was incredible, but he had killed frequently over the years, and he knew that only this was the best explanation.

"Okay, let me learn your sword trick again!" Wang Luo shouted violently, and directly took out the magic weapon and put on a fighting posture.

The disciples of the Imperial Dan Dao behind Wang Luo saw that Wang Luo was about to fight, and they all took out their magic weapons with a ruthless face, as if these sect disciples were not afraid of injury and death.

"Kill!" Xiao Yu shouted, and took his fellow disciples to put on a fighting posture, seeing that the two sides were about to fight together.

Suddenly, a strong coercion instantly enveloped the place where they were, and the coercion was not at all comparable to the refining cultivators, it was the coercion that could only be exuded by the elders of the sect.

The people of Yijian Peak and Yudan Dao were all shocked, knowing that there was a master here, they all slowed down, and constantly glanced around, and there was cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Which master is here, Wang Luo, the junior of the Imperial Dan Dao, is here to kill the thief of a sword peak, if the seniors have nothing to do with the two factions, don't bother the seniors to interfere!" Wang Luo shouted loudly under pressure. He had to do this, because this cultivator who had not yet met a master was too strong enough to change the entire battle between the two factions, and he had to know his current situation.

Finally, after some hour, a monk in a white robe came out of the forest. The monk looked like a young man, but his face had vicissitudes that he should not have had at his age, as if he had experienced many, many things. It's just that no amount of vicissitudes can hide the heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"The younger generation is Xiao Yu of Sword Peak, and I have seen my predecessors. The moment Huan Yin walked out, Xiao Yu quickly took the Yijian Peak disciple behind him to bow down. Because after Huan Yin walked out, Xiao Yu was even more sure that this "senior" cultivated so high that he might only need one thought to kill himself. Moreover, the murderous aura on this "senior" was so strong that it had almost condensed into substance, which reminded him of the rare killing cultivation in the legend. He didn't dare to provoke such a monk.

"Meet the seniors!" The disciples of the Imperial Dan Dao were not slow to react, they all bowed down to Huan Yin in unison, they didn't want to let the "seniors" in front of them help the people of Yijian Peak because of the loss of courtesy.

However, Wang Luo was the only exception, he didn't bow down, he looked at Huan Yin with a shocked face at the moment Huan Yin walked out, his lips kept trembling, but he seemed to be dumb, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Finally, after Huan Yin walked to the middle of the forest, Wang Luo woke up from that extremely shocked expression: "Huan ...... Uncle Huan!"

As soon as he shouted like this, all the disciples around him didn't feel strange, because they didn't know Huan Yin, and they could feel from Huan Yin's cultivation that this was an elder, and it was normal for Wang Luo to call him "Senior Uncle". However, Wang Luo actually knew Huan Yin, which made the disciples of the Royal Dan Dao feel relieved.

The other disciples couldn't understand what Wang Luo was saying, but Xiao Yu could understand it, he reacted instantly, looked up at Huan Yin in the field with a look of disbelief, and was completely stunned.

"Huan...... Huan Shi ...... Huan Yin?" Xiao Yu subconsciously wanted to call Huan Yin "junior brother", but now that Huan Yin's cultivation is so high, he suddenly felt that something was wrong before he could call out, and immediately changed his words.

Huan Yin ignored the call of the two of them, his previous happy mood and endless thoughts had long since disappeared, and now there was only murderous aura around him, as if he was still in Yanzhou.

Huan Yin walked to the left of the crowd facing each other, bent down to pick up a piece of white object, and asked, "Where is she?"

This white thing is the fox fairy crystal that he took for Lan Yu when Huan Yin and Lan Yu were in the secret realm of trapped demons. This fox fairy crystal is the first good memory of Lan Yu and Huan Yin, although this thing is worthless in the eyes of others, but Lan Yu has always regarded it as a treasure, no matter where he goes, he never leaves him. Because Lan Yu had said to Huan Yin more than once: "When I don't have you, I can think of you when I look at it." ”

Now this fox fairy crystal actually fell next to the battlefield of the two sides so casually, what does this mean, is it not clear to Huan Yin? So his good mood along the way disappeared in an instant, and the killing intent around him unconsciously emanated again.

Xiao Yu looked at the fox fairy crystal in Huan Yin's hand, and replied urgently: "This is Senior Sister Lan, she is in trouble, you go and save her!"

"You can't save her, Ye ......" Wang Luo heard Xiao Yu say this, and he suddenly became anxious, and wanted to stop Huan Yin from saving Lan Yu. I think the relationship between Wang Luo and Lan Yu was also quite good back then, after all, they were born and died together in the Trapped Demon Secret Realm, but how could Wang Luo be like this now?

Huan Yin didn't care what Wang Luo said, he directly dispersed his coercion, which made the pressure on Wang Luo's side increase sharply, and he couldn't open his mouth for a while.

"Where is she. Huan Yin's voice became extremely cold, making everyone present instantly feel like they were in an ice cellar, and even a few disciples with low cultivation had been injured by Huan Yin's oppression, and blood flowed from their mouths.

The pressure on Xiao Yu's body also increased sharply, and he felt that he didn't know Huan Yin at all, because Huan Yin in the past would not have such a strong murderous aura, would not be so cold, and would not be like a killing god like now!

"That direction, she went in that direction, you have to be fast, her current situation is very bad!" Xiao Yu said under the pressure of Huan Yin.

Huan Yin glanced at Xiao Yu, and a force of cultivation directly hit his body, instantly dispelling the injuries in his original body.

"Great grace is not thanks!" When the words were still echoing in the field, Huan Yin's figure had disappeared.

After Huan Yin left, Xiao Yu and Wang Luo did not fight again, but stared at the direction in which Huan Yin disappeared and watched for a long time. They were even a little skeptical about whether the person just now was Huan Yin. Where is the little friar, who was kind, kind, upright, and occasionally blushing and in a daze because of embarrassment, gone?

Also, why is he so strong? (To be continued.) )