Chapter 1562 Assassination of the Sword Servant and Siege of Yujian Villa
"Yes! Grandson, let's do it now!"
A white-faced monk, the grandson of the Sword Servant and the general manager of Yujian Villa, immediately took the order and left after hearing this.
There was some silence in the pavilion. Everyone looked at each other and felt a little uneasy listening to the concubine's music.
His intentions were unpredictable. Everyone saw that the sword servant seemed to be in a bad mood, but they didn't dare to ask questions rashly, and they didn't even dare to breathe.
"Ancestor, you are a disciple of the Sword God. Our Yujian Villa has become more and more famous and prosperous over the years. As time goes by, we will not even be afraid of the six caves."
Only Tong Qing'er was pampered and coquettish. She sat down next to the sword servant and said in a sweet voice:
"Although the suppression has offended some sects, they have no right to compete with us! Lie down on the ground and die! What are you worried about?"
"Yes, teacher, don't worry. Yujian Villa is extremely powerful and ranks first in the entire province. No one dares to cause trouble!"
Many disciples, who dared to speak now, were comforting the sword servant.
"Well, these days, ancestor, I always feel uneasy, as if something ominous is about to happen. I'm really worried!"
The sword servant smiled bitterly and said: "In short, there is nothing wrong with being careful! You should not go out easily these days!"
His eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a hint of vigilance. He was worried about Jiang Tiansha coming!
It is simply unbelievable to say this, and people will think that he is unfounded.
After all, Jiang Tian is still struggling in a fringe star world like Penglai.
Immortal Ruins and many second-level worlds are heavily guarded, and the gods are here to guard them. If Jiang Taichu comes, he is looking for death!
Besides, the formation of this city is so strict that even a fly will be felt if it flies in. Are you still worried that Jiang Taichu will invade?
"By the way, Qing'er, wake up your third uncle and accompany me to attend the birthday event. The Taoist weapon that the Sword God gave him back then, the Bingli Sword, is also unblocked and can be taken with you!"
The sword servant narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly said again.
"What? Didn't the ancestor say that the third uncle is in the critical stage of seclusion and should not be disturbed for ten years. The Ice Glass Sword is a family heirloom. Shouldn't it be used lightly?"
Hearing this, Tong Qing'er looked shocked and lost her voice.
"Hmph! The original was the original, and the present is the present. Although it is impossible for us cultivators to seek good luck, avoid disaster, and predict the future, sometimes some spiritual omens in our hearts are still very effective. For the sake of caution, we have to guard against it. We would rather The old man is over-concerned, and it would be better than if our Yujian Villa were to encounter a serious disaster."
The sword servant said coldly.
"Yes, ancestor, Qing'er will go and deliver the order right now!"
Tong Qing'er was startled when she saw that her ancestor seemed to be angry, and she stood up and left.
Next, Tong Yujian was still worried, and issued seven or eight more orders in succession, checking for any leaks and filling in the gaps, and then he felt a little at ease.
In fact, there are already hundreds of foundation-building monks gathered at Yujian Villa at this time. They arrived at the Villa three days ago to celebrate the sword servant's birthday.
The sword servant set up a flowing table in the front yard, with spiritual fruits and delicacies, and enough immortal wine.
Many female cultivators from dual cultivation sects were also invited to accompany him, singing and dancing, and the sounds of silk and bamboo were melodious to the ear.
All of this is loosened on the outside and tight on the inside to prevent Jiang Tian's sneak attack.
The sword servant had a very bad premonition.
Jiang Taichu is a person who must take revenge, and he will probably kill Xianxu. After all, he already has the Gate of Bearing Heaven.
After Tong Qing'er went to the retreat place of her third uncle, she immediately returned to the pavilion in the back garden, showing a touch of joy, and said sweetly: "Ancestor, the matter is done. Third uncle has broken through to the half-step of becoming a god. Transformation is not far away."
"Um!"
It was only at this moment that the sword servant relaxed slightly, showed a smile of relief, and said: "Your third uncle is very talented, and our Yujian Villa is full of talents. In a hundred years, there may be a seventh cave!"
"Hmph. From now on, if you send any disciple down to the lower realm, you can kill that evil thief Jiang Taichu. He will be cut into pieces!"
Tong Qing'er wrinkled her lovely nose, had a slender waist, and her plump breasts were even more sublime, and she whispered softly:
"He was able to escape from the ancestors. He must have used some conspiracy, right? Otherwise, he is just a golden elixir-knot baby from a remote rural area, and he is no match for the ancestors."
Hearing the words "Jiang Taichu", the sword servant's body trembled slightly, his eyes flashed, and he actually showed a hint of fear.
But with many juniors and disciples around him, he could not lose his majesty, and immediately said with a loving smile:
"Isn't that right! Back then, he had many big bandits and evil thieves to help him, and they teamed up to besiege the old man. Otherwise, hehe, the old ancestor would have slapped him to death!"
He also wanted to encourage Tong Qing'er and smiled lovingly:
"My Qing'er is very promising. He climbed to the top and built a foundation at the age of eighteen. Even Jiang Taichu can't compare!"
"What are the seven bandits? They dig graves, kidnap good women, wanton and torture them, burn, kill and loot. They are notorious for committing all kinds of bad things. They are just a bunch of vicious dogs!"
Tong Qing'er looked upright and said in a cold voice:
"If Qing'er one day joins the army and joins the war, he will definitely kill all these traitors and thieves, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"
"Hahaha. Sword Servant, you are so shameless. When you, Ban Shan, and Hei Baizi joined forces to besiege Jiang Taichu, why did we, the seven bandits, join forces with Jiang Taichu to besiege you? Confusing right and wrong, and spouting shit!"
Suddenly, a strange and sinister howl sounded.
Suddenly, a dark wind blew in the face, the lake water stirred up, and huge waves were set off. Demonic energy billowed in the sky, and lead clouds gathered.
"Hahaha! Little girl, you said we kidnapped good women and cut off my dog's head. I'm so scared!"
"Jie Jie Jie, brother, this girl is good. The skin is thin and the meat is tender, roasted to medium rare, sizzling with oil, she must be delicious!"
This laughter was very strange, as if it sounded in all directions at the same time. One moment, it was far away in the horizon, and the next moment, it was close in front of us, but there was no one in sight, and even the consciousness could not scan it.
"Who! You can only talk weird things in the dark, hide your head and show your tail, you are a young person! If you have the guts, come out and meet people!"
Many disciples and juniors were shocked and turned pale. One by one, they jumped into the air, cold light flashed, and their flying swords were all unsheathed. They slowly circled around and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.
Only the sword servant could manage to remain calm, but the three-foot green peak was also beating slightly, obviously ready to go.
"Our lineage is indeed running out of seeds! We can only find a mate in the Central Galaxy!"
The other party's voice was calm and understated, which made the sword servant and others feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Suddenly there was a flash of black light, and a strange man with bared fangs, covered in black fur, tangled muscles, and dark fleshy membranes on his back and long wings, emerged from the rippling space like an upside-down golden hook on his head and feet. out.
"Sword servant, long time no see!"
His small green bean-like eyes flashed fiercely, turning into a violent black wind that shattered the void and struck directly at the sword servant.
It was Fu Heishui.
"A stinky bat dares to set foot in Yujian Villa, you are looking for death!"
The sword servant shouted sharply, and the three-foot green peak exploded instantly, turning into sword fragments and violently colliding with Fu Heishui.
Bang, bang, bang!
Fire splashed everywhere, and the space debris snaked like a dragon.
Fu Heishui's physical body is powerful, his movements are rapid, he disappears and appears, he opens his mouth and screams, sound waves roll through the space, like thunder rushing across the space.
The figure of the sword servant is ethereal and agile, the sword moves in the sky, the cold sword energy is unparalleled in the world, the law is boiling like the sea, and it explodes between sizes, the power is terrifying.
"Ancestor, smash this ugly bat!"
Tong Qing'er's protective talisman bloomed, and she was forced to retreat step by step, shouting loudly, her eyes full of hatred and disgust.
"Come on, come on, beat us up! You little girl, she has thin skin and tender flesh, red lips and white teeth. She is very cute. Why does she have such a mean mouth!"
Suddenly, another space wave broke through, and Fu Huairen roared and rushed out. He was more than ten feet tall, with a demonic aura billowing into the sky, a ferocious face, and extremely frightening fangs.
As soon as he appeared, dark clouds were rolling in a ten-mile radius, with layers of green thunder exploding and winding like a dragon. The terrifying magic power instantly enveloped the entire Yujian Villa, bombarding and washing away unscrupulously.
The terrifying power made countless mortal monks throughout the city feel it in their hearts, and their livers and gallbladders were split.
"It's too scary. Two transformed gods are coming to kill us!"
At this moment, the entire host and guests of Yujian Villa were stunned and extremely horrified, forgetting to resist or even escape.