Fantasy: The villain travels through time and space, and the heroine's character is completely

Chapter 170

The old man was sitting in the living room.

"Ye Zhenchuan, the Wuji Saint is inside."

Outside a private room.

The waiter said to Ye Yi respectfully.

There seemed to be a hint of urgency and nervousness in the depths of his eyes.

"Yeah!"

Ye Yi nodded slightly, and glanced at the waiter.

Then he pushed open the door and walked in.

Wow!

As soon as he entered, a bright divine light suddenly enveloped him.

The divine light flashed.

Ye Yi's figure seemed to be sucked in.

Disappeared on the spot.

Ding! !

On the dining table in the private room.

A leaf-shaped mirror fell on the table with a crisp sound.

"It's done!"

The waiter walked into the room excitedly.

At this time, several other Wanjian Pavilion disciples in the room also slowly walked out from behind the screen.

With a smile on his face.

"Great, Ye Yi has entered the Xutian Leaf. Now his life and death are under the control of Senior Brother Zhao."

"This Ye Yi is really a fool. I didn't expect that he would be tricked out so easily. I thought it would take some tricks?"

One of the Wanjian Pavilion disciples sneered, with a look of disdain on his face.

"That's right, he has good talent, but his brain is not very good. Any true disciple will see the problem with this trick, but Ye Yi didn't see it at all."

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhao is in there, Ye Yi will definitely die miserably."

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhao has broken through to the sixth level of pseudo-saint cultivation, which is much stronger than before. If it is an equal duel, how can Ye Yi be Senior Brother Zhao's opponent."

Many disciples of Wanjian Pavilion had a playful smile on their faces, as if they had foreseen Ye Yi's fate.

"Lu Zhenchuan, my reward!?"

The waiter came to Lu Ran and asked carefully.

Increase the concentration of Fairy Drunk several times, and lure Ye Yi to this private room.

All of this was ordered by these Wanjian Pavilion disciples.

Once successful, he can get a reward of 100 million low-grade spirit stones.

Such a huge reward made him tempted.

One hundred million low-grade spirit stones, even if he worked in Songhe Tower for hundreds of years, he might not be able to earn so much.

And he also knew that these one hundred million low-grade spirit stones were nothing to the true disciples of the holy land.

But it was different for him, enough to change his life.

"Go to guard outside the private room of Fairy Chu Yao first, and don't let anyone get close."

"When Senior Brother Zhao arrives, the one hundred million low-grade spirit stones will definitely be yours."

Lu Ran glanced at the waiter and said.

But he sneered in his heart.

Still want spirit stones?

After Senior Brother kills Ye Yi, the next one to die will be you.

Killing a monster like Ye Yi, the Wuji Holy Land will definitely be furious.

He naturally would not let the waiter who knew the inside story live.

"Yes, yes!"

The waiter responded quickly, his heart was very excited.

After leaving the room, he came to guard outside the private room of Chu Yao.

Many disciples of Wanjian Pavilion looked at each other.

Then they waited quietly.

They knew that after a moment.

There would no longer be a person named Ye Yi in this world.

............

Wow!

With his body spinning, Ye Yi felt that he had entered another space.

When the space stabilized, he looked around.

At this moment, he found that he was on a ring of several hundred feet in size.

The ground was made of bluestone slabs, and outside the bright ring of a hundred feet was pitch black, as if in the starry sky.

And at the end of the ring.

A man in a green robe holding a long sword in his arms was looking at him with a playful look on his face.

"Good, good, you finally came in."

"Ye Yi, tell me how I should kill you?"

Zhao Taiyi looked at Ye Yi and said with a grim smile. At this moment, he seemed to be able to feel his blood excited.

The face lost at the Tianjiao Banquet.

At this moment, he must take revenge.

Ye Yi was wearing a white black robe, with long hair fluttering, and a handsome temperament, as if he were a fairy.

He glanced at Zhao Taiyi indifferently.

He said calmly: "I am very interested. Why do you think you can beat me?"

"I will beat you like a dog if we are in the same realm, even if we are four realms apart."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Taiyi became furious in an instant, and his face became extremely ferocious.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Ye Yi was even more resentful.

What happened at the Tianjiao Banquet was simply a great shame for him.

Let him

His fame was ruined in an instant.

If it weren't for Ye Yi, he would still be the swordsman of Wanjian Pavilion who was admired by thousands of people.

But now, after the Tianjiao Banquet, his reputation has plummeted.

In the past, when the Jurchen disciples from other holy places saw him, they undoubtedly showed admiration and shyness.

But after the Tianjiao Banquet, when those Jurchen disciples saw him, they looked at him as if they were looking at a clown, with contempt in their eyes.

Some of them even talked in a low voice with their junior sisters not far away, and then the two of them laughed.

This made him feel ashamed.

The furious Zhao Taiyi suddenly didn't know what he thought of.

He suddenly smiled with a relaxed look on his face.

Forget it, in this secret space, Ye Yi's life and death are in his hands.

I will deal with him well later, there is no need to get angry.

Looking at Ye Yi, he taunted, "Ye Yi, do you think you can beat me across four realms?"

"I think you don't know how big the gap between the pseudo-saint realm and the initial realm of the same genius is? What's more, there is a difference of four small realms between you and me, plus my sword intent of the fifth level, you will definitely die."

"Do you think you are a genius from the upper realm and have an extremely exaggerated cross-level combat ability?"

Ye Yi smiled, "You also know the genius of the same level?"

Hearing this, Zhao Taiyi's face instantly became ugly.

Ye Yi once again rubbed salt into his wounds.

"You sharp-tongued guy, I'll cut off your limbs first, then pull out your tongue, I see if you can still speak!"

Zhao Taiyi was furious.

The terrifying aura burst out from him, and the sword intent of the fifth level was released without reservation.

Wow!

Zhao Taiyi used his body skills, his figure flashed, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

The next moment he appeared in front of Ye Yi.

The aura of the sixth level of pseudo saint exudes a terrifying pressure, like a mountain, suppressing the world.

If it is an ordinary first level pseudo saint, under such a terrifying pressure.

I am afraid that even moving is a luxury.

He slashed with a sword, and the fifth level of sword intent attached to the long sword, with terrifying power, slashing towards Ye Yi's shoulder.

Obviously, he wanted to cut off Ye Yi's entire arm and shoulder first, and then deal with Ye Yi well.

Looking at Ye Yi standing still.

Zhao Taiyi sneered on his face. The pressure of the sixth level of pseudo saint can suppress you and make you unable to move.

Do you really think you are a genius in the upper realm?

However, his eyes widened in the next second.

"How is it possible!"

He exclaimed in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

I saw that his terrifying sword, which was enough to cut off a ten thousand meter mountain, slashed on Ye Yi, but it made a sound of metal colliding.

He felt that his sword was not hitting the flesh, but a piece of ancient immortal gold.

How could this guy's flesh be so outrageous!

Zhao Taiyi's pupils were shaking, and his heart could not calm down.

Ye Yi looked at Zhao Taiyi with indifferent eyes, as if a god was looking down at an ant.

High above, full of divinity.

'I forgot to tell you that my flesh is comparable to that of a saint. '

"Have you heard of the dragon body?"

Wow! !

The terrifying spiritual power burst out, and a stream of thick black spiritual power surged out like a tide.

Forming a black giant hand several feet in size,

The black giant hand seemed to come from the abyss, with an extremely terrifying breath.

Anyone would tremble and look terrified under the breath of this black giant hand.

The black hand pressed down with a terrible power that seemed to be able to shatter the sky.