Wentian held the five-change hook and looked at Liu Yi coldly, so that Liu Yi felt the danger, Liu Yi knew that his cultivation was higher than Wentian, but his intuition told him that Wentian was very dangerous.

"Fellow Daoist, we immortal cultivators look down on worldly things, I don't know why you want to fight for these ordinary people, why bother, anything is negotiable" Liu Yi didn't want to do it, because as long as you do it, you will live or die.

"I don't look down on worldly things, but I have to be right in my heart" Wentian looked at Liu Yi coldly, the color of the five-change hook in his hand was darker, and bursts of murderous aura lingered around Wentian.

"Haha, okay, since you have to go against me, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless," Liu Yi tentatively made a last threat, but Wentian still didn't change in the slightest because of his words.

Liu Yi took out the sword and slashed straight to the top of Wentian's head, Sen Sen's sword qi approached Wentian one step first, Wentian's footsteps moved sideways and took a big step forward, directly stabbing the five-change hook to Liu Yi's chest, the five-change hook had not yet arrived, the sharp edge had pierced into Liu Yi's clothes, and a small hole suddenly appeared in Liu Yi's chest.

Liu Yi didn't look good, flipped his wrist and the tip of the sword was facing down, and knocked out the five change hook of Wentian with a loud "bang", the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, Liu Yi looked at the sword in his hand, and found that there was a big gap in the middle of the sword, but the five change hook of Er Wentian was not damaged in the slightest.

Liu Yi's sword is not ordinary, it is made of meteoric iron, and after the forging of the infant fire, it is rubbed with Xuanbing, which can be said to be the best flying sword, but after a hard collision with Wentian, there was a gap, which made Liu Yi very distressed, but at the same time he was greedy for the five hooks of Wentian, people are like this, as the saying goes, "People die for money, birds die for food" If it was normal for this Liu to withdraw if he dared to be threatened, but he changed his mind after discovering the five change hooks of Wentian today, he wanted to seize the treasure, a good magic weapon can increase the attack level of the monk, just like today, his sword was cut through a big gap, and it may be cut off after a few hard touches.

Greedy, his eyes were blinded, Liu Yi pinched the trick with his left hand, and suddenly a fire rose from the sword in his hand, and the fire went around the blade and then concentrated on the tip of the sword.

"Go" Liu Yi pointed to Wentian one by one, and the sword flew into the air as fast as lightning and shot towards Wentian.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Wen Tian's face, this trick seemed to Wen Tian to be a fist embroidered leg, Wen Tian handed over the five change hooks to his left hand, and his right hand probed into the void, a hand-shaped phantom appeared in mid-air, and this hand-shaped phantom directly grabbed the flying fire sword and stabbed Liu Yi's neck fiercely.

"Spiritual Qi Transformation, are you a Spiritual Infant Cultivator?" Liu Yi hurriedly pulled out a ten-layer spiritual energy shield.

"Bang bang" ten explosions in succession, the giant hand of the spiritual qi type disappeared, and the fire sword lost control and fell to the ground with a "poof".

Liu Yigang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a cold lower abdomen, a hook tip poked out from the lower abdomen "Ah" Liu Yigang exclaimed, only to see that the hook tip was cut upward, Liu Yi's internal organs were hooked away, Liu Yi was powerless to do it on the ground, he couldn't die immediately, because he was a monk, but this also made him more painful "What a strong aura, such a strong spiritual power, are you a spirit infant monk?" Liu Yi asked unwillingly.

"No" Wentian has no mercy, and mercy for the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Liu Yi's death marked the fall of the Liu dynasty, because even if they didn't destroy them, other countries would annex it, and the mortal world was no calmer than the Xiuzhen world.

Xiao Jian saw that Liu Yi was dead and shouted "kill" took the lead and rushed in, the screams were endless, Xiao Jian's subordinates were red-eyed because hundreds of brothers had died, and they killed people like crazy demons when they saw them, Wentian stood in place and didn't move, Xiao Ning walked over, put a coat on Wentian's shoulder, and gently pulled up Wentian's right hand with her soft little hand, and stood side by side with him, the wind blew up, blowing up the hair of the two, and the black hair was blown up obliquely with the wind, and there were pieces of fallen leaves, and those fallen leaves fell gently on the dead corpses on the ground.

In a hidden cave in the mountain behind the Wending Gate, Wu Li was in retreat, and a small clay figure in front of him "snapped" and shattered, Wu Li made a move with his hand, and the broken little clay figure flew into his hand, and the back of the little clay figure was written "Liu Yi".

Wu Li's eyes showed sadness, this is his favorite apprentice, today's fragmentation of the little clay figure marks Liu Yi's death, Wu Li slowly stood up, took a step forward, and the person disappeared in place, in the empty hall of the Wending Gate, a figure slowly condensed, this figure is Wu Li.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he turned to sit down in a wide chair, raised his right hand, and a strong energy shot down his fingertips on the bronze bell of the outer door.

In a moment, an old man with a white beard appeared in the middle of the hall, his walnut-like face showed no signs of aging, and those bright eyes made people feel cold, he was the Great Elder Song Wu.

A gust of wind blew, flashing in a middle-aged monk, his elegant demeanor was very powerful, this person was Qiu Yun, Qiu Yun's arm that was cut off by Wen Tian when he relaxed his guard had been restored to normal, but the humiliation made him indignant, he had been looking for Wen Tian these days, but Wen Tian seemed to have disappeared.

A rough voice came from far and near, "What is the matter, I'm in retreat?" and a rough voice came, and when the voice arrived, a tall monk stepped in, and with his footsteps there were footprints on the ground, causing the bluestones on the ground to collapse one after another. This person is Wen Xiwu.

"Fourth, can't you restrain your skills?" the ground that has just been repaired is finished again," Wu Li complained.

"Haha, you see that my cultivation is the true qi of the foreign family, and it can't be controlled well when I'm in a hurry," Wen Xiwu explained with a smile.

Wu Li didn't say anything more, these three elders were all his junior disciples.

Liu Yi is dead, I don't know who killed him, this matter has to be investigated, and see who is secretly attacking us.

"Grandma's, who did it, wiped out their sect," the irascible Wen Xiwu roared.

"Who is so bold and dares to move our people who have won the Sect, not to mention that they are still core disciples," Great Elder Song Wu said in a deep voice.

"I'll send someone to investigate, find out the news, and report it to the senior brother in charge," Qiu Yun said hatefully.

"This matter can't be passed easily, I want the people of the world to know, what is the fate of the person who killed us and asked for the door, you have to worry more about this matter, you must find out. Wu Li said with a cold face.