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Wan Qingshan looked a little older than in the past, drooping his eyelids, and sat expressionlessly. As the head of the family, he reached the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building more than ten years ago, and he has a different momentum from the past. But at this time, there was a little powerlessness in his heart.

The thoughts and worries of these elders in the family are clear to Wan Qingshan, but for the long-term development of the family and their own safety, they must always think about it. Slowly opening his eyes, he looked reserved, held his long beard in his hand and said: "The world is impermanent, what can I do? The Black Mountain Sect has fallen apart, and the Zhengyang Sect, which is on the verge of extinction, has come back to life, and has a better momentum than before. It's only been a hundred years! Everything has changed, how should we deal with ourselves? The world makes people, but that's it!"

His tone eased, and Wan Qingshan said again: "The head of the Yan family was killed, and you guess that it was the Zhengyang Sect that did it." At first, I thought the same thing, but it wasn't. If the Zhengyang Sect condemned Luoxia Mountain for the sake of the past, according to Yan Qi's temperament, he would definitely come to the door to crusade with great fanfare, how could he hide his head and hide his tail to deliberately cover up his traces? And the revival of Danyang Mountain is imminent, it is a good time to win the hearts of the people, and it may not be too concerned about the past. The fact that our family is safe and sound so far is a clear proof of this. Therefore, there is someone else who killed the head of the Yan family!"

Someone asked uneasily: "Will the Zhengyang Sect really open up to my Wanjiawang, and who will be the person who killed the head of the Yan family?" The rest of the people nodded one after another, showing their worries.

"Hmph! I think that under the pressure of the original situation, it was not my family to change the court, and the root cause of this lies in the Zhengyang Sect itself. Even if the Mu family is destroyed, it is just a dispute between our families, and the merits are not up to people. What's more, the descendants of the Mu family only have the cultivation of building a foundation, so there is nothing to worry about. And the person who killed the head of the Yan family ......"

At this point, Wan Qingshan's face suddenly changed, and he turned to himself: "How could it be him? I won't admit my mistake, it's him, it's really bold...... Hmph!" he got up, raised his hand and threw out three streamers, and someone asked in surprise: "Why do you want to send a thousand miles of transmission notes, or ......?"

The Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Note is extremely rare, and the Wan Family Master has three ways at once, which makes several elders present quite puzzled. Wan Qingshan's eyes flashed, and he sneered: "Although the Black Mountain Sect is not as good as in the past, as long as Gongye does not die for a day, it is difficult to say what will happen in the future;

Seeing that several elders were still a little ignorant, Wan Qingshan had already strode out of the room and said in a loud voice: "Those who step on two boats are despicable! And those who step on three boats are wise to make good connections! If these three families all learn that Lin Yi has returned to Great Xia, what will happen? And I told this matter first, and captured this kid, how should he treat me Wanjia? My Chixia Ridge will have a bright path ...... thousands of miles?"

The gloom in his heart was swept away, and Wan Qingshan walked out quickly. Several elders behind him suddenly rejoiced, and praised the family master's assessment of the situation and his far-sighted strategy, and at the same time noticed the situation outside the courtyard, and hurriedly followed out one by one.

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Outside the gate of Wanjia's tall courtyard is a spacious open space. The lantern in front of the door was lit up, and it was a little deserted.

Ignoring the two monks guarding the door of the Wan family, Lin Yi stood silently with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for someone.

After a while, several figures flew out of the courtyard wall, and in a blink of an eye, they surrounded Lin Yi, who was standing alone, and then someone stepped forward and looked at him again, and a sneer sounded-

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be dead, and your appearance hasn't ......changed."

After Wan Qingshan sneered, the hatred of losing his son came to his heart, and he said angrily: "The immortal sects in the world can't find you, today, I want to see what ability you have to get out of my Chixia Ridge!"

The gray robe and the wine gourd, as well as the disgusting face, are all familiar to Wan Qingshan. The monk's brain is so good, he will never forget it! This is not who Lin Yi almost died under his staff! Looking at his cultivation, it is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and it can even provoke the immortal sects of the world to hurt his brain. Oh my God, I'm going to capture this kid with my own hands today......

Looking at Wan Qingshan's surprised expression, Lin Yi curled the corners of his mouth lightly and laughed silently. He raised his chin at the other party for a long time and said, "You don't want to ask me why I'm here alone?"

A kid in the middle of foundation building, his expression remained unchanged in the midst of a heavy siege, either deceitful or pretending to be calm. After driving the divine sense to check the surroundings of Chixia Ridge, Wan Qingshan raised his hand and beckoned the iron staff, still with a hint of fox questioning: "You don't want to seek revenge on me, do you?" Who expected that his mocking words would fall, but the other party nodded lightly and said, "Yes!"

He looked stunned, then his eyes widened, and he suddenly laughed again, Wan Qingshan scolded: "I don't know what is dead or alive! I can't seek revenge on you, you dare to crash on the door, and say such unashamed words! Haha! Let's see how I clean you up!" He waved his arm and raised his iron staff. The remaining five elders of the Wan family also sacrificed their flying swords at the same time, blocking Lin Yi's retreat.

The people in Wanjia Town had long avoided it, and only a few Qi cultivation disciples from Wanjia had shrunk their heads at the door, making it clear that they wanted to see the excitement and gain knowledge. The open space in front of the compound has become a good place to fight. The six people of the Wan family finally made a move! However, someone was one step faster!

At the moment when Wan Qingshan raised the iron staff, Lin Yi, who was originally holding his hands behind his back, suddenly lost his figure in place. The other party hurriedly drove the flying sword to seal the up, down, left and right, lest he take the opportunity to escape. Unexpectedly, when the missing figure reappeared, it had already reached the side of a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and there was an extra silver sword in his hand.

The man was startled, and was about to use his means to protect himself, Wan Qingshan had already rushed over in time, and smashed down with a dark cloud, wanting to kill the sneak attacker under the cane. And the situation changed suddenly, and his heart palpitated inexplicably, but he saw that the kid had turned his head and rushed back, and he opened his mouth to spew out a golden light-

Shocked, Wan Qingshan exclaimed, "What kind of cultivation are you?" The golden light turned out to be a three-foot-long golden sword, with a sharp momentum that could not be avoided, and when there was no time to delay, the sound of "pounce!" passed through his chest, bringing a line of blood red.

"Ahh

In the scream, Wan Qingshan, who had retreated violently, was unable to resist the swiftness of the flying sword, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and the castrated fierce iron staff could no longer hold it, and flew out casually. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. Looking at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief, the irrepressible pain and dizziness hit, he opened his mouth wide, let the blood flow from the corners of his mouth, dyed his long beard red, and soaked through his robe, but stared at the enemy of the Wan family. How is this possible?

Lin Yi, who made a false move, did not take advantage of the situation to bully others, but turned around again and rushed over in the horror of the five elders of the Ten Thousand Families. This time he no longer hid his cultivation, and after the Golden Dragon Sword was successful, Huo Ran turned into more than a dozen sword rays, instantly enveloping the open space where he was fighting.

I thought that besieging a monk in the middle of foundation building was a matter of hand-to-hand capture. The head of the house was seriously injured by one of his moves, and the situation in the field reversed. Spit out the magic weapon, this is obviously the Jindan monk, how can the rest of the people be his opponents?

Under the cowardice, the five elders of the Wan family stepped on the sword rainbow, and they wanted to escape separately, but who expected that in the flash of golden light, the sword light of the Dao killing intent came to them, making these people turn in circles in mid-air, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yi, who was as fast as the wind, had already slashed down with the wolf tooth sword in both hands, and in the blood splashed, the corpse of a ten thousand family elders was on the spot. And in an instant, he deceived the other person again, and the silver light in his hand swept away, and two corpses fell with a rain of blood.

Seeing the death of their companions, the remaining three people were terrified in their hearts, and when they were in a hurry, they could hardly compete with the sharp momentum of the Golden Dragon Sword. In the midst of the miserable screams, the two elders of the Ten Thousand Patriarchs were pierced through their bodies by several sword rays, turning into a few pieces of flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Lin Yi, who had rushed into the air, was stunned and floated down gently. The last ten thousand family elders, how could they be against more than a dozen sword rays, and they were torn into pieces of minced meat in an instant.

The corpses of the elders of the Wan family fell one after another, and in the sound of 'plop, plop', Lin Yi's feet fell to the ground. And behind him, the severed arms and stumps of blood spilled made the originally cold front of Wanjiamen become a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.