Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 503: Seeking Revenge
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Wan Qingshan looked a bit older than before, with drooped eyelids and sitting expressionlessly. (._《》) As the head of the family, he reached the late stage of foundation building more than ten years ago, so he has a different momentum from the past. But at this time, he felt a little helpless in his heart.
Wan Qingshan clearly knows the thoughts and worries of the elders in the family, but for the long-term of the family and his own safety, he must always consider it. Slowly opening his eyes, he looked reserved, held his hand on his long beard and said: "The world is unpredictable, what can I do? The Heishan Sect, which was at its peak, fell apart, and the Zhengyang Sect, which was on the verge of extinction, came back to life, and has the momentum to surpass the past. It will only take a hundred years. Ah! Everything has changed, how should we deal with it?
Slowing down, Wan Qingshan said again: "The head of the Yan family was killed. You are guessing that it was the Zhengyang Sect. At first, I thought so too, but it is not the case. If the Zhengyang Sect surrendered because of past events, Sin Luoxia Mountain, according to Yan Qi's temperament, will definitely go out to attack with great fanfare, so how can he hide his head and hide his tail and deliberately cover up his tracks? Danyang Mountain's revival is about to happen, which is a great opportunity to win people's hearts. He may not be too concerned about the past. Don't worry about it. The fact that my Wan family is safe so far is proof that someone else killed the head of the Yan family!"
Someone asked worriedly: "Will the Zhengyang Sect really go easy on me, Wanjiawang? And who will be the person who killed the head of the Yan family?" The remaining people nodded to show their concern.
"Hmph! I thought that under the circumstances, it was not just one of my Wan family who changed the family. The root cause lies in the Zhengyang Sect itself. Even if the Mu family was destroyed, it was just a dispute between our families. The right and wrong is not the cause. Human beings. What's more, the descendants of the Mu family only have foundation-building skills, so there is no need to worry about the person who killed the head of the Yan family..."
At this point, Wan Qingshan's expression suddenly changed, and he turned to himself: "How could it be him? I won't admit it, it's him. How brave... Humph!" He stood up suddenly, raised his hand and threw it away Three streams of light appeared, and someone asked in surprise: "Why do you need to send out the Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol, or...?"
Wanli Telephone Notes are extremely rare, and the Wan Family Master can do three of them with one shot, which puzzled several elders present. Wan Qingshan's eyes flickered, and he sneered: "Although the Black Mountain Sect is not as good as before, as long as Gongye Qian doesn't die for a day, it's hard to say what will happen in the future; the Zhengyang Sect is gradually recovering its vitality, and it is my family that shows its favor to it. At that time; and Xuantianmen is strong, why not do what they want!"
Seeing that several elders were still a little confused, Wan Qingshan strode out of the house and said in a loud voice: "Those who ride on two boats are disgraceful! But those who ride on three boats have many good relationships and are wise." Yeah! What will happen if these three families learn that Lin Yi has returned to Daxia? And if I tell this guy first and capture this kid, how will they treat me, the general of Chixia Ridge? Wanli…”
The gloom in his heart was swept away, and Wan Qingshan walked out quickly. Several elders behind him suddenly became happy and even praised the family leader's judgment of the situation and foresight. At the same time, they noticed the situation outside the courtyard and hurriedly followed him out one by one.
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Outside the tall courtyard gate of Wanjia is a spacious open space. The lantern in front of the door has been lit, and the surroundings are somewhat deserted.
Turning a blind eye to the two monks guarding the Wan family, Lin Yi stood silently with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for someone.
After a while, several figures flew out of the courtyard wall, and in a blink of an eye, they surrounded Lin Yi, who was standing alone. Then someone stepped forward and looked at him again, and then there was a sneer——
"Haha! I didn't expect that you are not dead yet, and your appearance has not changed..."
After Wan Qingshan sneered, the hatred of losing his son welled up in his heart, and he said angrily: "No immortal sect in the world can find you. Today, I want to see what you can do to get out of Chixia Ridge!"
The gray robe, the wine gourd, and the disgusting face are all familiar to Wan Qingshan. The monk's brain is so good and he has a photographic memory! Who is this if not the Lin Yi who almost died under his own stick! Judging from his cultivation, he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, but he can actually cause the immortals all over the world to worry about it. hehe! Oh my god, I want to capture this kid with my own hands today...
Seeing Wan Qingshan's surprised expression, Lin Yi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled silently. He calmly raised his chin at the other party and said, "You don't want to ask me why you came here alone?"
He is just a kid in the middle stage of foundation building, but his expression remains unchanged despite being surrounded. He is either deceitful or pretending to be calm. Driving his spiritual consciousness, he looked around Chixia Ridge. Wan Qingshan raised his hand and waved the iron staff, but still asked with a hint of foxiness: "You don't want to seek revenge from me, do you?" Unexpectedly, he was sarcastic. The words were about to finish, but the other party nodded slightly and said: "Ran Ye!"
His expression was startled, then his eyes widened, and he suddenly laughed again. Wan Qingshan cursed: "You do not know life and death! I can't get revenge on you, how dare you knock on the door and say such shameless words! Haha! Let's see how I deal with you!" He waved his arm and raised the iron staff. The remaining five elders of the Wan family also used flying swords at the same time, blocking Lin Yi's retreat.
The people in Wanjia Town had already avoided it, and only a few Qi-training disciples from Wanjia were shrinking at the door, making it clear that they wanted to see the excitement and learn more. The open space in front of the compound has become a good place for fighting. The six people from the Wan family finally took action! However, someone was a step ahead!
At the moment when Wan Qingshan raised the iron staff, Lin Yi, who had his hands behind his back, suddenly lost his body shape. The other party hurriedly drove the flying sword to block up, down, left and right, fearing that he would take the opportunity to escape. Unexpectedly, when the missing figure appeared again, he was already next to a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, with a long sword shining with silver light in his hand.
The man was startled and was about to use means to protect himself, but Wan Qingshan had already rushed over in time, bringing up a dark cloud and smashing it down fiercely, trying to kill the sneak attacker with the staff. But the situation suddenly changed, and his heart was inexplicably trembling, but he saw that the boy had turned his head and rushed back, and he actually opened his mouth and spurted out a golden light——
In shock, Wan Qingshan cried out: "What is your cultivation?" The golden light turned out to be a three-foot-long golden sword, with a sharp momentum that could not be avoided. When there was no time to lose, "Puff!" It pierced through his chest, bringing a line of blood red.
"Ah——"
Wan Qingshan screamed, and his body retreated violently. He could not resist the swiftness of the flying sword, and fell to the ground with a "bang". The fierce iron rod could no longer be held, and flew out casually. He tried to get up, but he was powerless. He looked at the hole in his chest that was bleeding in disbelief, and the uncontrollable pain and dizziness came over him. He opened his mouth wide, letting the blood flow from the corner of his mouth, dyeing his long beard red, and soaking his robes, but he still stared at the enemy of the Wan family. He is a Jindan cultivator? How is this possible!
Lin Yi, who made a feint, did not take advantage of the situation to bully others, but turned around and rushed over again in the horror of the five Wan family elders. This time he did not hide his cultivation. After the Golden Dragon Sword was obtained, it suddenly turned into dozens of sword beams, instantly covering the open space where the fight was.
I thought that besieging a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building was a matter of ease. The head of the family was seriously injured by his move, and the situation on the field reversed. He spoke of a magic weapon, which was obviously a Jindan cultivator. How could the rest of the people be his opponent?
Feeling timid, the five elders of the Wan family stepped on the sword rainbow and wanted to escape separately. Unexpectedly, in the flashing golden light, sword beams with murderous intent came towards them, making these people circle in the air and unable to escape for a while.
In a blink of an eye, Lin Yi, as fast as the wind, had already chopped down with the wolf tooth sword in both hands. In the blood splattered, an elder of the Wan family died on the spot. And he bullied behind another person in an instant, and the silver light in his hand swept away, and two more corpses fell with blood rain.
Seeing their companions killed, the remaining three people could not help the fear in their hearts. In a panic, they could not resist the sharpness of the Golden Dragon Sword. With screams, the two elders of the Wan family were pierced by several sword beams and turned into pieces of flesh and blood.
Seeing this, Lin Yi, who had soared into the air, paused and gently fell down. How could the last elder of the Wan family withstand the dozens of sword beams? He was torn into pieces of flesh in an instant.
The corpses of the elders of the Wan family fell one after another. With the sound of "thump, thump", Lin Yi's feet landed on the ground. Behind him, the broken arms and limbs and the blood that was spilled made the originally cold front of the Wan family's door a bloody slaughterhouse.
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