Chang Qizhi thought that Yi Xuan was a disciple of the famous sect who ran out to practice, and if he really injured him with less victory and more wins, it might cause a lot of trouble to Wanshizhai, so he wanted to use words to provoke him and dispel his thoughts, but he didn't want Yi Xuan to be unmoved at all when he heard it, but hooked his fingers at everyone, laughing and not saying a word!

This can be regarded as a public fury, and all the monks of Wanshizhai rose up in anger, and the dense surrounding of Yi Xuan, the glow of flying swords, magic weapons, and Taoist techniques were almost connected, even if most of the attacks were only at the level of Yuan Ying, but the ordinary distracted monks were probably killed with one blow.

Yi Xuan was not in a hurry, and a distant bell sounded from his body, the sound was not loud, but in the ears of the cultivators of Wanshizhai, it sounded and restrained, and then several bells came in turn, and everyone's hearts were relieved, their eyes were blurred, and their movements became extremely slow.

Yi Xuan calmly passed through the various attacks that came from all directions, all the colorful imprints were activated, and the five big hands waved freely in the air, many monks saw the giant hand attacking but couldn't dodge, and fell in response, and then simply sacrificed the Yin Yang Pisces Plate and the Eight Flying Swords, if it was a Dao attack that flew to the side, it would be devoured with the Yin Yang Pisces Plate, and if the magic weapon flying sword that was close to it, let the eight flying swords gently pull it away.

The siege of nearly a thousand people was disintegrated by Yi Xuan in just a few breaths, if it weren't for the control of the strength of the shot, Wanshizhai would have suffered heavy casualties, and the more than ten people who had cultivated to the highest level were weakly restricted by Xiao Zhong's soul suppression supernatural powers, and wanted to attack Yi Xuan, but he used the bodies of other low-level monks as a barrier to flash one by one, but he refused to face the enemy head-on, so angry that more than ten people screamed, and chased after Yi Xuan.

After the half-pillar incense, those who could still stay in mid-air were all the late Yuan Infant stage and several distraction stage village masters, and the rest of the monks were all shot down to the ground by Yi Xuan, and each of them had a Tai Miao Divine Forbidden attached to them, and they were so strong that they couldn't break free.

Only then did Yi Xuan stop his soul-calming supernatural powers, and turned back to face everyone: "There are too many suitable people, don't dare to use powerful tricks, in case of accidental injury, it's not good, this is a lot quieter, you can let go of your hands and feet to fight!"

The remaining more than ten people are all big and small leaders in the village, and at this time, they have admired Yi Xuan's methods so much, but nearly a thousand people beat one person and finally took the initiative to admit defeat, they really couldn't wipe off their face, they made a look at each other, formed a formation, and confronted Yi Xuan with Ruan Hongyuan as the array.

Ruan Hongyuan raised his hand and signaled: "Yi Daoyou, this formation is a mixed yuan demon subduing array, you can gather all the mana of the array monks to launch a bombardment attack, we have a total of five distraction monks and seven or eight late Yuan Infant monks, who have used this means to shake a distraction late stage monk, if the two sides shake hands and make peace, I will recognize you as the master of the village!"

The rest of the monks also nodded frequently, Yi Xuan's eyes lit up after hearing this, he had seen Qiu Xinghe after suppressing cultivation before, and he didn't have a clear understanding of his combat power, and when he heard that the battle array in front of him was comparable to the late stage of distraction, he was even more interested, and shook his head and said: "Yi Xuan has always been full of words, saying that he wants to challenge the monks of the whole village with his own strength, how can he give up halfway?

Ruan Hongyuan was baffled by Yi Xuan's humble and arrogant attitude, and he was quite disgusted in his heart, so he immediately turned his heart down and shouted: "Since Daoyou doesn't appreciate it, let's ask for more blessings!"

The Mixed Yuan Demon Suppression Array was immediately launched, and a large group of spiritual light gathered on the body of Ruan Hongyuan, the eye of the formation, and his aura suddenly increased several times, and the meridians in his body were swollen to the point of unbearable pain, and the spiritual power was urged to the extreme, and several pillars of light rose to the sky, and they were handed over in one place at the height of the void, generating a golden-bodied god of war, covered in golden helmets and golden armor, holding a shield in one hand and the other, looking at each other angrily, and striking at Yi Xuan is earth-shattering blow.

Yi Xuan saw that the other party was menacing, and he didn't dare to slack off, the eight flying swords condensed into the Dayan giant sword, and the spiritual power of the whole body instantly poured into the giant sword, and a sword light several zhang long aimed at the golden wedge of the golden armor god of war and slashed down, and the two came into contact, emitting a white light that illuminated a radius of dozens of miles, and the Wanshizhai monk who was knocked to the ground just now had a black eye, and he temporarily lost his vision.

When the white light lit up, more than ten figures all flew upside down, and after the light was slightly weaker, it was clear that the two sides who were fighting just now were no longer in the position just now, Yi Xuan's face was flushed, the Taoist robe on his body became full of holes, and his breath was slightly disordered, but his eyes were bright, and he still had the strength to fight, and Ruan Hongyuan and the others on the other side were much more miserable, the Yuanying monks had all lost their combat power, and a few unlucky monks were directly knocked into the city wall and were unconscious, and the remaining few distracted monks were also injured, looking at Yi Xuan dumbfounded.

Ruan Hongyuan, as the eye of the formation, was hit the most, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of hot blood gushed out, and his chest was as hot as a hard blow, and he only had time to say: "You won, from now on, you are the new owner of Wanshizhai!" After that, he fainted to death, and his body lost control and fell from the air.

Yi Xuan didn't want to hurt the other party, his body shook and held the falling Ruan Hongyuan, slowly landed on the city wall, glanced at his injuries slightly, and found that it was mainly because of the exhaustion of the battle formation with all his strength that was not a big problem, so he injected him with wood spiritual power to calm the injury.

After a few breaths, Ruan Hongyuan woke up slowly, saw Yi Xuan, and leaned over to bow: "Thank you for healing your subordinates!"

"Uh! I didn't want to be the owner of the village, I was just passing by here, wanting to make friends with Brother Ruan, and find out some news by the way!" Yi Xuan wanted to get close to the upper echelons of the Immortal Cultivation Realm as soon as possible, and he had no intention of living here for a long time.

The rest of the leaders also surrounded them, not to continue to besiege Yi Xuan, but to be impressed by his swordsmanship, and came to persuade Yi Xuan to take over the position of the owner of the village.

Yi Xuan didn't know how to end it, but first appeased everyone: "Everyone, Yi Xuan is new to the village, not coveting the foundation of Wanshi Village, the position of the owner of the village is a heavy responsibility, let me think about it for a few more days before making a decision." "What I want in my heart is to inquire about the information clearly, and immediately smear the soles of my feet with oil.

I didn't want this little bit of caution to be seen through by Ruan Hongyuan, so I knelt directly on the ground: "Daoyou can make Wanshizhai surrender with his own strength, if you can't serve as the owner of the village, ask who else can serve the public, and ask Daoyou to sympathize with us It is not easy to make a living here, and it is even more difficult to make progress in cultivation, so as to seek a way out for us!"

Ruan Hongyuan said extremely emotionally, and the surrounding monks were moved by it and also knelt on the ground, surrounding Yi Xuan in the center, which immediately made Yi Xuan's head as big as a fight, and moved his heart of compassion: "All get up and speak, isn't it just a village of a thousand people, I should come down!"