Duan Yi walked up to Duan Ling Feng and bowed slightly, and glanced at Duan Yun lying in the coffin out of the corner of his eye, not knowing what he was thinking, but he still said sincerely: "Cousin, the festival is smooth." At this time, he did not use "Zhuang Master" to call Duan Ling * Feng.

Duan Ling Feng turned around, looked at him and smiled bitterly, and responded, "Auntie, you're here." "Auntie" is Duan Yi's nickname when they played together when they were children, and it has no other meaning, it is a homonym of his name. It's just that the nickname hasn't been mentioned for decades.

When Duan Yi heard this title, he was stunned for a moment, and then he also chuckled.

"When I was a child, we fished and caught shrimp together, and the days of 'stealing chickens and touching dogs' were really happy. Duan Ling Feng said with emotion.

"That's right," Duan Yi continued, "I remember one time, the two of us went to the third uncle's house to steal a piece of red gold mine, but we were discovered, and we actually went into someone's toilet with a thief's heart. Speaking of which, the third uncle is really bad, in fact, he has already found out that it is us, but he pretended not to know, and let people dangle in front of the toilet alone, causing us to hide for most of the hour, and finally we were found out, a good training. ”

After saying that, both of them laughed in unison.

But the laughter was soon drowned out by the silence, and the two fell into an eerie silence at the same time.

In the end, it was Duan Ling Feng who spoke out first: "Why?"

Duan Yi smiled again, turned around and walked to the door, looked in a certain direction, and asked, "If I say that it is for the position of the owner of this village, do you believe it?"

"Hehe," Duan Ling Feng said lightly, "Duan Family Ancestral Training, Spirit Sword Chooses Master." You, who was one of the candidates for ownership, should know better how this position came about, right?"

Duan Yiniu glanced at him over his neck, and replied in the same indifferent tone: "It's because I know that I want to sit in that position." ”

"Why?" Duan Ling*feng asked again, but his tone was much more surprised.

Turning around suddenly, Duan Yi looked directly into Duan Ling's eyes, and said angrily: "Thinking that our Duan family has been inherited for thousands of years, no matter which generation is a masterpiece, why do we always have to let an artifact decide our fate? In the eyes of outsiders, how high are we people, but in fact?" He pointed his hand in the direction he was looking at just now, and roared angrily: "We are just slaves of one thing!"

Duan Ling Feng didn't speak, calmly stared at the angry gaze, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he was a qualified "listener".

"What is the purpose of our Duan family's existence? Is it for that broken copper and iron? Our efforts from generation to generation are just to be able to cater to it from generation to generation? Don't tell me what power and wealth, the emperor's dog, that is still a dog!" Duan Yi continued to immerse himself in his emotions, because finally one day, he could express his views and thoughts. Isn't it just to express this "great rebellion" and "unforgivable" "sin" and show it to the world in the most profound way?

Duan Ling Feng snorted coldly, and finally interrupted, "That's enough." What nonsense! Taoism worships the gods of heaven, Buddhism believes in the Buddha of the Western Heavens, and even the evil demons have major demon gods to follow. Our Duan clan started with swords, because swords are prosperous, why can't we serve swords as the mainstay? Moreover, everyone in the clan has grown up holding swords since birth, so swords are not only our beliefs, but also a part of our lives!"

"Huh. Duan Yi chuckled, looked at Duan Ling Feng with a contemptuous gaze, and mocked: "It is indeed a loyal dog." After saying this, no matter what the other party's expression was, he walked straight out of the door, stood in the uninhabited compound, looked at the direction of the Sword Casting Mountain again, but his emotions were much calmer, and said: "It is recorded in the "Tianxia Lu" that 'Haotian' has a spirit, but no one has ever seen what that spirit looks like, it must be in the sword mound, right?"

"Yes. Duan Ling Feng stood side by side with him, the two of them were about a step apart, and replied very directly.

"This is what our family has believed in for generations and dedicated thousands of years to, right?" Duan Yi continued to ask, but he didn't need the other party to answer, and then threw out a question that shocked Duan Ling*feng: "What if one day, it doesn't need us?"

"What will happen......" Duan Ling Feng silently thought in his heart. This assumption is very reminiscent of the eight words "the bird is hidden in the bow, and the rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked", and as the owner of a village, he naturally thought of it. But soon he rejected this "terrifying" idea, shook his head and said, "Absolutely not!"

"Can you guarantee it?" Duan Yi said coldly, "My ancestor also had a village owner, and I also know a little about the sword spirit. This sword spirit was born much earlier than our Duan family, and when we first selected the first generation of owners, it was already powerful and extraordinary, so not only could we not control it, but we also had to obey it. As he spoke, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, "No matter how good a thing is, it can't be controlled, and it may even threaten itself, so what's the use? It's better to destroy it and rebuild it! With the strength of our Duan family and the support of the sword mound, I'm afraid that there won't be a second sword spirit born?"

"Hahahaha. Duan Ling Feng seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the whole world, and laughed out loud, then suddenly stopped and looked over like a fool: "Your ancestor must not have told you descendants how strong that adult is." Speaking of this, his expression changed, "I don't care what will happen in the future, I only know that if you anger the adult, our Duan clan will have a big disaster now!

After saying that, he wanted to release the power in his body, but who knew that the result of Zhenyuan's movement was that his body shook and he almost fell to the ground. Although he finally managed to stand firmly, he looked extremely embarrassed.

Now it was Duan Yilang's turn to laugh loudly, "Cousin, how does this bird's nest porridge taste?"

Duan Ling's fingers trembled and pointed at him, and he shouted angrily, "You actually poisoned! despicable!"

Duan Yi continued to laugh disapprehantly: "Becoming a king and defeating a king, why do you need to be so powerful? I got this medicine at a high price, if you haven't been injured, I'm really not sure if this medicine will be effective for you." But now, I advise you not to waste your efforts, the more you exercise, the stronger this feeling of weakness will be. ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of figures suddenly appeared, surrounding the two of them, and a tall man walked out of them, saluting Duan Yi respectfully: "Lord, everything is ready." ”

Duan Yi nodded, waved his hand to signal the man to step back first, and then turned to Duan Ling Feng and said, "Okay, cousin, please tell the junior brother the secret of the Sword Shrine's formation." ”

The secret of this sword mound formation is that only the owners of the previous generations can know the core secret, and only the owner of the village is qualified to contact that adult.

Duan Ling Feng barely stood up straight, his face still unchanged in the face of heavy surrounding, and he snorted heavily in his nose, but he kept silent.

Seeing this, Duan Yi was not in a hurry, clapped his hands, and a hole was opened in the encirclement, and more than a dozen people were escorted in, everyone was tied up, and he didn't need to look at it to know that he must have been sealed and cultivated by others. When a few of them saw Duan Ling*feng, they shouted, "Master......"

The corners of Duan Ling's eyes twitched slightly. This detail did not escape Duan Yi's eyes, he chuckled lightly and said, "My cousin is a little too underestimated, do just a few people want to ambush me?"

He slowly paced in front of the bound people, and sighed leisurely: "These few are also the young talents of our Duan clan, I really don't want to be ruined like this!" and turned back to Duan Ling Feng and said gently: "Let's discuss, I will kill someone every dozen times until you say it." How's that, doesn't that sound good?"

"Shameless villain!" Duan Ling Feng scolded angrily in a deep voice, "You don't have to make this threat, kill them, you will definitely not be able to sit firmly in the position of the owner of this village!" This is actually very reasonable, these disciples are all from the big family of the Duan clan's side branches, and they are all the most amazing and brilliant ones in their families, if they are killed, the opposition at that time can be imagined.

With Duan Yi's intelligence, how could he not know this, but he didn't care, the position of the owner of the village was actually not particularly important to him, but without this excuse, how could those people cooperate with you......? Two...... The number "three......" and "ten" arrived in the blink of an eye, Duan Yi's hand waved lightly, and a human head fell to the ground.

"You actually ......" Duan Ling Feng looked at him in surprise, he couldn't believe that Duan Yi really did it, and he was still so ruthless!

Duan Yi still had a gentle smile on his face and asked, "How does my cousin feel?" After speaking, without waiting for him to respond, he began to count again. Halfway through the count, something suddenly occurred to me and asked, "I heard that my niece is back?"

If his gaze could turn into a sharp sword, Duan Ling Feng would definitely cut Duan Yi with a thousand knives, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, so he could only roar: "If you dare to touch the water like a hair, I will let your whole family be buried with you!"

Duan Yi stomped in front of him with an unchanged smile, and still said peacefully: "I don't want to, if Shui Ruo is this kid I also like it tightly, as long as you loosen your mouth, there will be nothing." ”

"Even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"

"I don't cry when I don't see the coffin. Duan Yi sighed with emotion, then turned around and shouted to the tall man just now, "Go and invite Miss Duan over." In case of resistance, you are allowed to act cheaply. ”

The tall man replied firmly, led a few people and walked inside. But in less than a minute, I saw him hurriedly run back and say to Duan Yi: "Lord, the big thing is not good, Miss Duan is gone, only two corpses, one large and one small, were found in her room!"

"Could it be ......" Duan Yi's heart jumped when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it a middle-aged woman and a little girl?" Seeing the tall man nodding yes, an ominous premonition rushed straight to his head. Just as he was about to turn back to set Duan Ling Feng's words, he suddenly felt a powerful palm wind attacking him. Before he could say anything, his body had jumped to the side like lightning, just past the powerful palm wind, only the sleeve at the shoulder and arm was cut a tear, and the break at the crack was neatly aligned, as if it had been opened by a sharp weapon.

The tall man didn't have Duan Yi's strength, nor did he have such good luck, he happened to be hit in the chest by this palm wind, and his body fell apart in an instant, but from the wound, it seemed that someone had been dismantled with a sword.

Duan Yi stabilized his body and didn't glance at the tall man, but instead set his eyes on Duan Ling*feng. Obviously, it was the owner of the Sword Casting Villa who had just made this slap who still looked "half-dead"!

"You ......" Duan Yi's face changed, and he was about to speak, but he saw several figures suddenly appear in the crowd.

The first thing that struck the senses was a flash of thunder, and when people noticed, the lightning had already hit the target, the dozen or so people holding the hostages. The dozen or so people who were hit suddenly felt paralyzed, and their bodies involuntarily took two steps back. Immediately afterwards, three figures of different colors, one white, one green and one gold, turned into three colored lights and shone directly into the past.

The white light of the Snow Shadow Sword flashed here, and the five people fell to the ground limply during their breathing, and there were multiple wounds in their throats, but they did not bleed, but left a thin layer of ice. Over there, it is much more "high-profile", the dazzling golden light is like a restless youth, and the fist shadow in the sky makes people have the illusion of an eight-armed Arhat descending to earth, and then there is a scene of eight people flying out upside down. Only the green light paused, and the twin swords of thought seemed to let out a soft roar, and the three people opposite her stood there motionless as if they had lost their souls. However, the twin swords did not strike again. Ye Yanran and Shi Ran glanced at each other, knowing it in their hearts, and at the same time made another move, so that the real souls of the three people returned to the West Heaven.