Chapter 674 Return to Xuanzhou

The sword leaves no trace, leaving no trace.

This was the first time Yun Yi used the Nine Extreme Sword after experiencing the Red Cloud Tribulation. After being promoted to the King's Weapon, the Nine Extreme Sword had reached a terrifying level of power, and even Yun Yi himself did not know.

Howl!

The Nine Extreme Sword made a sharp sword whistle, and the sword energy that emanated from it was like a blue dragon.

At this moment, Yun Yi and the sword became one, and he used the sword without traces to kill. The speed was extremely fast. The terrifying sword broke through Hou Wancheng's wind slash like a rotten wood, destroying the opponent's storm completely.

Hou Wancheng suffered unprecedented damage, and the sword in his hand flew out of his hand. The whole person retreated quickly, and a mouthful of blood floated in the void, which looked extremely brilliant.

However, this was nothing. Hou Wancheng saw Yun Yi's figure, which suddenly enlarged in front of him, and there was also a sword like a blue dragon.

"No..."

Hou Wancheng saw that the sword was about to pierce his heart, but he could not avoid it, and he could not even resist.

The breath of death instantly enveloped him. At this moment, Hou Wancheng was desperate, with boundless fear and despair. In this world, not many people can face death without being moved. The higher the status, the more afraid of death, because he cherishes his hard-earned status and sense of superiority.

However, in the face of true death, everyone is equal. No matter whether you are noble or mediocre, rich or poor, in the face of death, there is no difference at all. In the end, dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and it is just a wisp of smoke.

Puff!

Yun Yi made a ruthless move and pierced Hou Wancheng's body with a sword. The violent sword energy raged in his body, and all Hou Wancheng's life was cut off on the spot.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible."

Hou Wancheng couldn't accept this fact. For him, it was too cruel. He was a one-armed butcher who traveled all over the world. Wherever he went, he was awe-inspiring. Today, he avenged his grandson, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter and die in the hands of a young junior. In Hou Wancheng's view, this was a great shame.

However, no matter what kind of shame it was, it didn't matter, because when you died, you had nothing.

"I said that I am a kind and righteous person. I will definitely reunite you grandparents. You don't need to thank me."

Yun Yi slowly drew out his sword, and Hou Wancheng completely closed his eyes. The body fell from the sky, drawing a sad and beautiful arc in the void.

Hou Wancheng was very tragic. His tragedy was not only that he wanted to kill Yun Yi and died in Yun Yi's hands, but his greater tragedy was that he was too confident in himself at the beginning, so that he didn't even release his corpse puppet and died under Yun Yi's sword.

In fact, with Hou Wancheng's strength at the peak of the fifth level, if there were corpse puppets blocking him at the last moment, he might be able to get a chance to escape.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Yun Yi had a calm face. He would never show any mercy to the people of the Corpse Yin Sect. As I said before, for Yun Yi, the Corpse Yin Sect and the demons in the abyss world were no different.

"It's almost the same these two days. Now that Hou Wancheng is gone, the Corpse Yin Sect will definitely be furious. Maybe there will be a Sixth Level Spirit King to attack. With my current strength, even if I encounter the Sixth Level Spirit King of the Corpse Yin Sect, I should be able to fight. But it will be difficult to kill him. In another ten days, it will be the clan competition. During this period, I will be safe for the time being. Everything will be discussed after the competition."

Yun Yi said secretly. In the past two days, he had been killing the Demon Slayer Alliance everywhere, which had caused a stir in the East Wilderness. Various masters appeared in the eight major forces to kill him, and there were many Fifth Level Spirit Kings. Now that Hou Wancheng is dead, the eight major forces will have more powerful masters.

Yun Yi doesn't want to get entangled with those masters yet. The most important thing for him now is the clan competition. He must win the competition and get the inheritance left by the God of War. This is not only his goal, but also an expectation of the God of War for himself. Since the God of War chose only him, Yun Yi has no reason to disappoint the ancestor and cannot lose Xiaoyaoyou's face.

Yun Yi put away his sword and stepped into the air.

Xuanzhou is peaceful. It has long been the world of the Yanwu family. With the Yanwu family dominating, there are few major fights, which seems to be relatively stable and peaceful.

The disciples of the Yanwu family in Xuanzhou are all practicing. Since Yun Yi left, there has been a wave of practice here. Countless young disciples have taken Yun Yi as their goal and idol. In their eyes, Yun Yi is a representative figure of the younger generation.

Now the major events that Yun Yi has done in Huangzhou have long been known to everyone, and have become an indispensable topic of conversation in the Yanwu family branch.

To be frank, Yun Yi's current topic activity is higher than that of the ancestor Xiao Yanwu.

In the Yanwu family, on an extremely quiet mountain, Yun Canghai and Yun Feilong, father and son, are playing chess leisurely around a chessboard.

The cultivation of the two has actually reached the fifth level of the Lingyuan Realm. The talents of the two are not weak, especially Yun Feilong, who will soon enter the sixth level of the Lingyuan Realm.

They are now the real guests of the Yanwu family. Even the clan leader Xiao Nanshan respects them and dares not neglect them. All the cultivation resources in the Yanwu family are fully open to the two.

While playing chess, Yun Canghai looked into the distance, as if he was looking forward to something.

"Dad, you miss Yi'er again."

Yun Feilong said with a smile. How could he not know Yun Canghai's thoughts? From childhood to adulthood, Yun Yi has always been Yun Canghai's sweetheart. Now Yun Yi has turned into a dragon and soared into the sky, becoming a peerless figure in the East Wilderness, but the gatherings between them are getting less and less.

"Yes, Yi'er is the pride of our Yun family. Although I miss him, I can't hinder his future. If my Yun family can produce a big figure who shakes the East Wilderness, my life will be worth it."

Yun Canghai said with a smile. When he mentioned Yun Yi, the old man's face was full of pride.

"The pride of the Yun family, the pride of you and me, Dad, it's your turn."

Yun Feilong said with a smile, his face was also full of pride. His own son, naturally, should be proud.

"Dad, it's your turn."

Yun Feilong saw that Yun Canghai was hesitant to move, and couldn't help urging him again. When he looked up, he found that Yun Canghai was looking coldly to the side, with his mouth wide open, and his face was full of disbelief.

Yun Feilong followed Yun Canghai's gaze and saw a handsome young man in white walking towards him with a bright smile on his face.