area51novel Chapter 172
Chapter 172
The two of them were shocked.
In the private room, almost all the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were shocked.
All of them changed their faces and were full of surprise.
It was not Brother Zhao who came out, but Ye Yi!
How could this be possible!
This scene was beyond their expectations.
The disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were shocked and felt something was wrong.
Could something have happened?
Lu Ran's eyes flashed with shock, and then he suppressed it forcefully.
He took a step forward and asked in a cold tone: "Ye Yi, why are you able to come out safely? Where is my Senior Brother Zhao?"
Ye Yi stood out, surrounded by the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion. He was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament. He stared at Lu Ran and said, "I killed him!"
"Asshole!"
"How can a second-level pseudo-saint like you be a match for Senior Brother Zhao?"
Lu Ran was furious, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
Other Wanjian Pavilion disciples scolded Ye Yi.
Obviously, they did not believe that Ye Yi had killed Zhao Taiyi.
After all, the realms of Ye Yi and Zhao Taiyi were four realms apart.
Zhao Taiyi, as the eldest brother of their Wanjian Pavilion.
A genius, he practiced swords at the age of five, and at the fifth-level pseudo-saint realm, he realized the fifth-level initial sword intent.
His talent in swordsmanship was even better than their master, the Pavilion Master of Wanjian Pavilion, Wu Qiankun.
Such a sword demon, under the premise of Gao Yeyi's four realms.
How could he lose to Yeyi.
Crack!
At this time, a crisp sound rang out in the room.
The sound was extremely clear, as if it was ringing in the ear.
The many disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were shocked.
The expressions on their faces were even more horrified. They turned their heads stiffly and looked at the Xutian Leaf token on the table. The sound came from the Xutian Leaf.
I saw that the Xutian Leaf token was already covered with cracks.
The next second, under their horrified eyes, it shattered with a bang and turned into a sky-high brilliance.
The disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were stunned and stood there, as if struck by lightning.
The shattering of the Xutian Leaf meant that the space inside collapsed.
There was no living thing anymore. From another perspective, even if Zhao Taiyi was alive inside before, he would definitely fall at this moment and there would be no way out.
They knew their senior brother very well, and he would never let Ye Yi go.
Now Ye Yi walked out safely, and Xu Tian Ye was broken.
Could it be that Senior Brother Zhao was really killed by Ye Yi.
Thinking of this, their expressions were all horrified.
There was even more turbulent waves in their hearts.
A pseudo-saint of the second level, killed a pseudo-saint of the sixth level senior brother?
Lu Ran's face turned very pale.
He was a pseudo-saint of the third level, and he knew the combat power of the pseudo-saint realm cultivators very well.
For example, if he faced himself, who was a pseudo-saint of the fourth level.
He would definitely lose within three moves.
Even if Ye Yi was a genius, it was too absurd for him to kill the senior brother across four realms.
At this moment, the other disciples in the private room looked at Ye Yi with eyes.
Not as high-handed as before, but full of fear and terror.
"Ah!"
In the room! !
A scream was heard.
A disciple of Wanjian Pavilion seemed to be enveloped by some mysterious power.
His body was annihilated in an instant.
Lu Ran and others looked at this scene, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they were all terrified.
They were even more horrified.
At this moment, they realized that the spiritual energy in their bodies could not be mobilized.
The blood seemed to be solidified.
What kind of means is this white field?
The spiritual energy in the body cannot be mobilized, as if time and space are fixed.
Even a living person is annihilated in front of his eyes.
This is really terrifying.
What kind of magical power is this? They have practiced for many years and have never encountered such a thing.
"Ye Yi, you dare to kill us, aren't you afraid of offending our Wanjian Pavilion?"
"Let us go now, our Wanjian Pavilion may still be able to get along with Wuji Holy Land in a friendly manner."
Lu Ran's face was pale, and he threatened with a timid look.
"Idiot, I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine. If you want to kill me, you should be prepared to be killed by me."
"Besides, if I kill you, who will know about this?"
Ye Yi stared at Lu Ran, his eyes seemed to be looking at a wise man.
As his mind moved.
The power of the Immortal Bone Treasure Technique fell with a bang.
One after another screams rang out in the field.
"Ah! Ye Yi, you will not die well! We in Wanjian Pavilion are not...
I will let you go."
"Forgive me, Ye Yi, forgive me, I don't want to die! I still have an 800-year-old mother waiting for me at home! She only has me as her son!"
"Brother Ye, spare my life, it was that dog thief Zhao Wuzhi who wanted to kill you, we were also threatened, it has nothing to do with us, we are also victims, please spare us."
"Asshole, how can you call Brother Zhao a dog thief?"
"Ah, it's all Zhao Wuzhi's fault. If he hadn't offended Brother Ye, how could we end up like this? Brother Ye, spare me, I can join the Wuji Holy Land! "
"No, I can be your servant, as long as you can spare me,"
The disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were terrified and begged for mercy.
However, death was still waiting for them.
After a while, Ye Yi was the only one in the entire fairyland.
Everything was silent, without any sound.
Those Wanjian Pavilion disciples seemed to have never existed in this world.
Wow——
Ye Yi's mind moved, and the fairyland slowly dissipated.
The bright light filled the whole room again.
"This fairy bone treasure technique, now it is not like the last time, it is directly exhausted."
"This is related to my realm being promoted to the second level of pseudo-saint, and of course it is also because the scope is very small this time. "
After performing the Immortal Domain, Ye Yi said with some emotion.
The magic skills carried by his True Immortal Dao Bone have not been fully developed.
This magic skill is extremely terrifying. If he grows up.
It must be the kind that destroys the heavens and the earth and annihilates the long river of time.
At the Quasi-Emperor Realm, he might be able to use this magic skill to forcibly wipe out a great emperor at the peak of the ninth level.
The power of a True Immortal has exceeded the power of the rules of this world by a lot.
After all, in today's cultivation world, True Immortals have long disappeared.
Let alone True Immortals There is almost nothing related to immortals.
And Ye Yi's true immortal bone can be said to be the only immortal power left in this world.
If it is said that in this world, the peak of the ninth level of the emperor is already the ultimate.
And if Ye Yi continues to practice, he will definitely become an immortal.
And at that time, the peak of the ninth level of the emperor can be destroyed with a wave of his hand!
Pushing the door open, Ye Yi stepped out.
Returning to his private room.
Seeing the waiter guarding outside his private room, Ye Yi stared at the waiter.
"Why did Ye Zhenchuan appear here?"
"Shouldn't he die at the hands of Zhao Jianzi? "
When the waiter saw Ye Yi appear, he was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and a chill rushed to his head.
Zhao Jianzi was a pseudo-saint of the sixth level, plus a lot of pseudo-saints of the third and fourth levels of the Wanjian Pavilion.
Logically, how could Ye Zhenchuan be alive?
The waiter's body trembled uncontrollably.
An extremely terrifying thought emerged in his mind.
Did Ye Zhenchuan kill Zhao Jianzi and everyone else?
Pseudo-saint of the second level, all the true disciples of the extermination of the holy land, what kind of monster is this.
Before the waiter had time to kneel down and beg for mercy, Ye Yi's hand was on his shoulder.
A million times of Yang energy surged in his body.
Suddenly, the waiter was reduced to ashes before he could even scream.
As for this waiter, Ye Yi knew that he had received benefits from Zhao Taiyi.
With his personality, he would not let him go.
Ye Yi shook his head.
He pushed open the wooden door of the private room and walked in.
As soon as he entered the private room, his face changed slightly.
A sexy and soft body pounced on him like a hungry wolf, and then a pair of crystal and seductive lips kissed him fiercely on the mouth.
The woman's fragrance carried a strong smell of alcohol into Ye Yi's nose.
Ye Yi's eyes widened slightly, and he felt a sweet... tongue prying open his teeth!