(2-in-1 chapter)

The fisherman was stunned.

After so many years of practice and adventure, Ye Fei rarely was stunned

I really didn't expect the old blind man to shout 'There are assassins'. After a moment's pause, the fisherman did not get angry or panicked, but laughed, and could not tell whether he was angry or really amused.

The old blind man shouted twice and began to wheez, lying on the bed like a mess of mud. Su Jing under the skin of the painting was secretly gaining momentum, and he was not sure if Ye Fei would pierce his heart with a sword in the next moment.

But the fisherman didn't do anything and didn't run away, so he stood in front of the window, from being stunned to showing his face, from hehe to hahadaxiao, shaking his head and saying: "It turned out to be an ungrateful person, haha, sure enough, there is a fate, and so am I!"

Thirty-one swords, piercing through windows, through windows, through walls, through doors, through roofs, scattered in all directions, but there was not a single sword to pierce the old blind man who was close at hand.

The sword light shot out of the place, the wall cracked and the stone broke and the blood light burst out, and the screams were repeated! How tightly guarded the temple was today, the old blind man's shout just now immediately attracted the killing guards, and in just a short time, this miscellaneous room had already formed a siege.

It's a pity that the assassin is Ye Fei's thirty-one sword, killing the first group of people to surround and control, Ye Fei no longer stays, he flew through the roof in laughter, raised his head, and shouted: "Today's pig temple, Hunting Yuan bows his head!"

The eight characters are like thunder, and they hit the sky!

Immediately, the sword roared. Despite the surging fierce soldiers, Ye Fei rushed to the depths of the temple with his sword, and came here today. Kill the Six-Eared Emperor.

In an instant, the shouts of killing, the sound of breaking the air, and the sound of warning horns all converged in one place, and in a dilapidated room, a blind man who was about to die of old age returned to the light, and the strength of the strange scream came again: there are assassins, there are assassins

Three hundred zhang rushed, Ye Fei was wrapped in a sword group, and the ordinary elite soldiers and guard cultivators were far from opponents, even if they were not afraid of death, and were willing to block the way with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood with their flesh and blood, but where could they stop him from taking half a step! But after three hundred zhang, a group of masters of mastery and refinement fell from the sky, and their eyes were like torches. The magic weapon in his hand bloomed with strange light. After showing up, there is no half word, and he directly moves to besiege it.

Ye Fei didn't do a grappling, he clasped his palms together and slapped hard, and the long swords around him exploded in unison, and all of them exploded with a crisp sound! The sword shattered, but the sword qi skyrocketed several times and swept in all directions.

Previously stabbed. He used this trick almost every time he got out. It's not that he is defenseless, but no one expected him to perform this technique after only three hundred zhang rushed, and half of the Jingxiu killing people who had just arrived were caught off guard. Immediately killed and wounded, and then opened the leaves, and disappeared.

The assassins disappeared, and the killers searched everywhere, and more refinement masters appeared, either in mid-air or on the ground, and were on guard.

The old blind man had no strength at all, stopped shouting, and lay on the bed and throbbed with a sting. In the Black Stone Cave, Lianhua was a little puzzled, and asked Su Jing beside him: "Ye Fei actually didn't pull out his sword to stab you?"

Su Jing laughed a few times, shook his head and did not answer. When the old blind man shouted, it was not an accident if Ye Fei killed him, but it was not an accident for Ye Fei to shout but not to kill.

Lei Dong asked Su Jing again: "When are we going to do it?"

Su Jing didn't want to think about it: "Wait a little longer." ”

The Grand Master was a little bored, the three of them got together, each took out the god card, and began to bow and pray again, muttering something in their mouths, but their faces were so pious that they were confused

There was chaos outside, but the central hall of the temple did not stop, and when he heard Ye Fei shouting outside, the corners of Emperor Hunting Yuan's eyes jumped slightly, but before he could speak, a black-clothed killer beside him smiled and said: "Jumping beam clown, long live don't pay attention to it, just enter the ceremony with peace of mind and make sacrifices." ”

The Emperor whispered: "The child knows. ”

After the assassination last night, Emperor Hunt Yuan went into the netherworld to ask to see the 'old man', the old man didn't know what to do, and didn't see him, but only sent a ghost official to ask what was going on, and when the emperor finished talking about the matter, the ghost official went back to restore his life, and soon came back to pass the word, telling Hunt Yuan: The old man already knows, you go back.

At dawn today, a group of black-clothed riders entered the palace to see the driver, and they were close to Banzai.

Dressed in black, but without a red hat, they were not corpse gods, but demons. In terms of origin, they are all the elders of the royal family surnamed Yi, and they are all the ancestors of Emperor Hunting Yuan, who practiced in the temple in their early years, and gave up their yang bodies to serve the 'old man' in the netherworld before the rule of heaven.

However, because the 'old man' and the Heavenly Principle tampered with this reincarnation, these henchmen and demons can escape the punishment of reincarnation in the netherworld, and there is no need to be reincarnated again, so they are no longer subject to the jurisdiction of Heavenly Rule, and they can continue to practice for a long time.

However, there is no perfection in the world, the shijie created by the eleven kings is already distorted, and after being manipulated by the evil demons, the entire netherworld has become a purgatory land where the yin water, the fire and the wind are entangled and rolling, the environment is harsh, the aura is irritable and untamable, and the evil ghosts want to cultivate the climate is extremely difficult and dangerous.

It is the 'old man' who brought down the Yin Cao to kill countless moxats, and there are very few who can really cultivate into appearance, which is rarer and more precious than the fierce god, this time the old man did not show up, and sent out some of the fierce ghosts under his command to temporarily act as the emperor's guard.

This time, the head of the ghost in the yang world is called Yi Xian, the seventeenth generation of Emperor Hunting Yuan's direct line of Xiangshang, and his own ancestor.

Whatever the evil ghost ancestor said, Emperor Hunting Yuan gathered his thoughts, followed the guidance of the presiding monk in the temple, and made sacrifices step by step.

The emperor is as steady as a mountain, the nobles in the field are not chaotic, and a large group of nobles follow behind Banzai, bow when it is time to bow, kowtow when it is time to kowtow, and shout loudly when it is time to announce joy and drink the saint, but it is also lively.

After the fisherman assassin disappeared, there was no movement until half an hour later, and a faint cry of an eagle falcon could be heard on the clouds.

Yi Xian, the black-clothed fierce ghost beside the emperor, smiled slightly when he heard it.

No one else could hear it, only Yi Xian could hear the cry, a warning from Yan Chixiao.

Yan Chixiao is his mount, and he is known as a fierce bird in the Netherworld. Three thousand years ago, Yi Xian endured all the hardships and narrowly lost his life before killing the big owl. Snatched seven little owls that were waiting to be fed back, but did not feed, but enclosed them in the bone refining bowl, so that they killed each other and devoured each other, and the one that survived was considered a treasure, and it was carefully fed for three thousand years and blessed by secret methods, which was refined into a good murderous object.

Just now, Ye Fei came and went abruptly, and the evil ghost Yi Xian put away his contempt, and whispered a secret message to send Yan Chixiao to heaven and monitor the eight directions.

Yi Xian ordered softly: "It's coming." This time he had to be kept. ”

The order was handed down. The figures of the five black-clothed ghosts who had landed in the yang world with Yi Xian and always followed him disappeared in a slight flicker, and they didn't know where they were hiding in the formation.

Yi Xian didn't leave, he still followed the emperor's side, smiling calmly. He was waiting: waiting for the second cry of the red owl. A scream. The fierce bird detected the enemy's breath and warned him, and with a second cry, the fierce bird determined the exact hiding place of the assassin.

However, the second chirp was delayed. Unconsciously, the time of the small half-pillar incense passed, and the sky was still quiet.

Yi Xian frowned slightly, could it be that the assassin noticed the fierce bird monitoring in the sky, and retreated? But soon his brows stretched again, overturning his guess, Yan Chixiao refined the secret method of melting the sky, it hid in the nine skies, without revealing the slightest anger, unless it showed itself, no one except the owner could detect the existence of the fierce bird. Yan Chixiao did not cry again, presumably because the assassin was cautious and did not make a move for a while.

But just when he 'figured things out', a small black dot suddenly jumped out of the nine heavens and the limit of his vision.

The 'black spot' chased after him, expanding rapidly, and the outline of his body became clearer and clearer, and he was a strange bird with four wings, four claws, three necks and three heads, without half a feather, and his body was covered with black scale armor, which was the fierce ghost mount Yan Chixiao.

Yan Chixiao appeared and landed?

Of the three heads, two were shriveled like persimmons, and the other head was intact but its long neck was twisted backwards. The fierce bird died, and naturally appeared and fell.

Died silently.

That was Yi Xian's 3,000 years of hard work! He died like this? How did he die? Yi Xian was shocked and angry, and his body flew straight into the air like smoke! Instead of picking up the bird's corpse, the enemy killed his mount, and it was too late to escape at this moment, and it should still be in the sky.

Yi Xian flew into the sky, only to fly a hundred feet, suddenly heard a terrible scream under him, and hurriedly lowered his head to look: the assassin appeared and pounced from under the ground, and the sword light in the hands of the fisherman who was covered in water bloomed, and he was cutting one of Yi Xian's five subordinates in the form of hiding, one in two.

The corpse of the bird in the sky has not yet fallen, and the enemy can only be in the sky, how can it be possible to come out of the ground.

There is nothing impossible, even those who can escape the pursuit of Lu Jiaoba, what else is impossible.

Just because he is called 'Ye Fei', everything is possible. Killing fierce birds in the sky, breaking the ground in an instant, and then breaking the ground to hide and kill the macaque, Ye Fei has this ability.

The assassin exploded, the sword light exploded, and seventy swords killed people in a flash. The angry rebuke suddenly became louder, and a large group of refined cultivators pounced on the assassin, and in an instant, countless spells of wind, thunder, firewood, and wood all came towards Ye Fei.

Refining swords and recuperating for nearly three hundred years, although the basin of water can't be refined, but today Ye Fei's injuries are healed and his spirit is full, and he is no longer the embarrassed appearance when he first arrived at the control realm.

Vicious and rogue moves, Ye Fei made it handy and extremely happy. And in the past three hundred years, he has really forged many swords and squandered them at will!

It was only this time that the sharp qi of the broken sword dissipated, and four black-clothed ghosts suddenly flashed in the crowd, shaking and turning into billowing black smoke to surround them, converging all the sword qi. Ye Fei's 'sword blasting' technique was taken over by the enemy and failed to hurt too many people.

At the same time, an angry cry came from above everyone's heads: "I can't go!"

Yi Xian, who had just jumped into the air in the middle of the shout, turned back and waved his palm towards an open place to shoot out black smoke.

Under the black smoke, the sword light rose again, the thirteen sword talismans strangled the black smoke, and the fisherman reappeared, not shocked but laughed: "Good evil ghost, you can see through my figure, you have a good eye." ”

Yi Xian Sensen sneered, holding a black flag in his left hand and holding a black flag in his right hand, and the two sides faced each other, it must be a battle of death!

Throw off the top masters and don't look at them, and kill ordinary people wholeheartedly.

Yi Xian narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and hit the ghost talisman in his hand. Fu Shu took off his hand and turned into flying smoke, the ghost law was formed, the ground under Ye Fei's feet was thirty zhang square and the light flickered, and groups of evil ghosts drilled out of thin air, these monsters did not have special spells, but they were infinitely powerful and highly poisonous, and the hundred refining long sword was immediately stained and greatly reduced as soon as it touched the body, even if he fought hard to kill the evil ghosts, the ghost blood poison would corrode the long sword into smoke in the blink of an eye.

With Yi Xian, the four evil ghosts flew up, each showing a white bone spur, and shouted in unison. Four bone spurs were nailed into the leaf non-body circumference of 30 zhang, southeast and northwest four orthoposition. Bone spurs reach the ground. The ghost screamed through the heavens and the earth, and Ye Fei only felt his body tighten, and the rolling evil qi surged around him.

This evil qi came strangely and inexplicably, and it could frantically absorb the yang energy and vitality in his body. Even the leaves are not autistic pores and body organs. can't stop the rapid passage of his own yang energy. Each of the four demons had a jet-black iron chain in their hands. Jump into battle. The strange evil qi can hurt the enemy, but it is the best nourishment for the evil ghosts, and the four ghosts are as fast as lightning. led those highly poisonous and powerful mourners summoned by Yi Xian, surrounded Ye Fei and struck hard.

For a while, it was no longer difficult for Ye Fei to move, and the talisman group swords were constantly corroded or shot down, and the range of sword light shrouded became smaller and smaller, but when he only had five swords left, and the sword group was reduced to only two zhang, it stabilized.

No longer has the long sword falling, the sword light will not retreat for half a minute, let the evil ghosts and poisons attack like a storm, and the sword light will not move!

Yi Xian watched the battle for a moment, and said Sen Ran: "Not bad!" The person did not move in mid-air, the ghost flag in his hand shook, and a strange bell sounded from the flag. The bell is not how loud it is, and the bell rhyme is very weird, and others don't think it's anything, but Ye Fei's talisman sword suddenly trembled, swaying with the bell, like a snake controlled by the sound of the flute.

The sound of evil fights and strange bells, from the depths of the temple, was said to be fluttering and swaying, and spread into the outer corner, in a crumbling handyman's room, and in the room lay a blind old man who was about to die, but would not die.

Listening to the bell, the old blind man got up, and jumped off the ground like a young man, stretching his waist, kicking his legs, waving his arms, and moving his body.

Dong Tian Xiangliu reminded: "Ye Fei is not friend or foe, now you make a move, the timing is not good." ”

Su Jing smiled: "If you want to join in the fun, but you're afraid that it's too big? ”

When is the best time to make a move, the reason is very clear. However, if you understand the reason, it doesn't mean that you will be able to endure it, Su Jing is a little uncle from the mountain who can't fight anymore, but he is also a disciple of the Golden Crow who loves to fight.

The old blind man in the dilapidated house began to move his shoulders and neck

In the center of the temple, in the front of the main hall, Ye Fei's long sword was troubled by the ringing, the sword momentum was a little chaotic, and the four-headed killing demon and many poisonous demons took advantage of the situation to attack!

Ye Fei was obviously under great pressure, and his body was shaking slightly. However, the 'fisherman' did not panic in his eyes, and he made a 'huh' sound in his mouth, and was slightly surprised by the enemy's strange bell technique, followed by the 'fisherman's sleeve' and shook slightly, and suddenly the sword roared loudly, and sixty swords came out of the sleeve, and the sword light soared to block the enemy's surprise attack, and then I saw the fisherman's hands rubbing his palms, and there was a metal roar in the rubbing, and the sound of the real Hong Zhong Da Lu was from Ye Fei's palms and smashed in the temple sky.

Hong Hao's golden sound and quenching golden sound sounded, and the strange bell in Yi Xian's banner immediately burst out with a broken gong and cracked sound, and there was no movement.

In just a few fights, Yi Xian knew that the assassin was extraordinary, quite similar to the 'fisherman' on the ground, he was not surprised, but showed some excitement, and smiled strangely in his mouth: "Some interesting little things." The black banner in his hand shook again, and a black light shot out from the banner and fell straight to the ground.

The next moment, the earth rumbled and shook, and in the sound of the crumbling of the earth, a huge tree rose from the ground, with black rods, black branches, black trees, and black leaves, and the trunk was hugged by hundreds of people, and the leaves covered it were ten miles in a radius, and the trunk was densely packed with twisted human-shaped xylomas, and every leaf was imprinted with a painful human face!

Soul devouring Yin Tong, a strange tree in the netherworld, there are also in the underworld, but it is extremely rare, this thing is not a natural creature, it is a fierce mourning thing to practice the realm of breaking ghosts and immortals, welcoming the catastrophe but failing to break the catastrophe, and being destroyed by a wisp of resentment and obsession.

Although the origin of this tree is large, the obsession that can still remain under the catastrophe must be weak, because the soul devouring yin tong was weak and small when it was first born, this tree is not naturally nourished, and can only survive by devouring the wandering soul and wild ghosts, and due to congenital insufficiency, it grows very slowly, devouring ghosts three hundred, one inch long.

The canopy of this tree covered ten miles and was extremely thick, which showed the number of ghosts it devoured, and the number of liliang it had accumulated in its body! With Yi Xian's skills, it was purely a dream to take down such a tree, and even the 'old man' who killed them would not dare to provoke it easily. However, the 'old man' and the ink giant spirit plotted to 'break the seal'. wanted to draw Liliang, and hit the idea of this ghost tree, and after a lot of arrangement, he finally found an opportunity to kill 'Yin Tong'.

However, after killing the tree, they found out that the liliang contained in the tree did not match their seal breaking formation at all, and it was useless at all.

Not only is the seal breaking formation useless, but the old man's cultivation and the origin of heavenly principles are also contrary to Yin Tong Liliang, and if they can't be used, a lot of effort will be wasted. It's just a pity to just throw it aside. It's the 'old man' who wasted his hands and feet again. Refine this ten-mile crown yin tung into a banner spirit of the easy salty magic flag. Yi Xian picked up a big bargain for nothing.

Refining grass and grass, the ability of the banner spirit is far less fierce than when Yin Tong was alive, but even so its liliang is enough to sweep one side. At this moment, Yi Xian activated the banner spirit. Yin Tong reveals its true nature. After landing, the giant branches shook wildly like a heavenly stick hammer, the vine tree waved like a thousand whips, and there were countless ghost-faced leaves, tossing and whistling, no less than the Xiujia flying sword.

Ye Fei Man is under the tree. As soon as he engaged in battle, he snorted for a long time, and most of the sixty swords of his breathing effort were blown up.

Seeing Yi Xian's might, the many nobles who had retreated from the square into the hall danced with their eyebrows, but before they could shout out, 'The ancestor is shocking to the immortals, and the demons are still captured', suddenly there was a strange rumbling, and a huge incense burner behind the main entrance of the square was shattered, the incense burner had incense, and there was fire on the incense, as long as there was a fire Jin Wu disciple, he could wear it freely.

From the place of the incense burner, a group of strange people appeared.

Sugar Man?

Sugar Man.

But I had never seen such a strange sugar man: a bald, round and shiny head with nine scars on it, a smiling man dressed in a wide robe, and a long string of beads hanging from his neck.

Any Middle-earth doll can recognize it: this is a monk. Where have you seen the monks of the Eastern Soil.

There are also monks in the Immortal Ancestral Temple, but this monk is not another monk, but a general term for the practitioners who serve the gods and refine the Divine Consciousness Immortal Sutra.

"The demons are eliminated, Yuyu clarifies, raises his hands to celebrate, and his heart is full of joy. ”

Dongtu monks, eighteen people, with a black long stick on their right hand, and a bright light seal in their left hand, all smiling kindly. The monks lined up like goose wings, and the monks led by young people led the team forward. Joy Arhat is a general change of Su Jing, when he incarnates as an Arhat, his appearance will change with it, and this change in appearance is quite interesting, if you know that he is Su Jing, you can see it at a glance, if you don't know that he is Su Jing, you can't imagine that these two faces will be the same person.

Joyful Arhat changed his line and sang, when the Buddha fell, the eighteen Arhats stopped at the same time, the baguette in his hand to the ground lightly, a soft sound, the golden Buddha light slowly diffused, the end of the solemn, sacred!

Master Luohan didn't look at the bitter battle between Ye Fei and the strange tree, and looked at the main hall: "I came from Middle Earth, crossed 100,000 miles, walked for 300 years, and finally arrived and caught up." ”

In the past, Garuda appeared as a half-human and half-eagle monster, Su Jing was either proud and indifferent to Xia Lishan, or a ruthless six-eared fairy, or a ruthless fat orion, the eighteen Arhats' compassionate and calm appearance was the first time to appear, and the temperament around him was very different from other times, and Emperor Yi Jiayuan was very suspicious in his heart, but he didn't dare to be sure of their identities, and asked coldly: "Who are you waiting for, and what have you caught up?"

"I just gathered in the corridor pavilion with Bixia a few hours ago, and I was very happy to see each other, and I didn't want Bixia to forget who I was so soon. Huanxi Luohan's smile was really joyful, and he continued to answer the emperor's second question: "I caught up with the transcendent Bixia, and I caught up with the end of Bixia." ”

The emperor laughed angrily: "Demon Ye Fei, so daring, it's really here!" Last night, when the name was called, the fat hunter reported his family 'my name: Ye Fei', and the emperor remembered it.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from under the Yin Tung Tree: "I'm here early." ”

Ye Fei, who was fighting hard with the ghost tree, spoke, and after a pause, he suddenly laughed, and he was actually happy: "Su Jing, you are not dead yet? ”

Huanxi Luohan didn't mention the matter of 'borrowing a name', and asked Ye Fei with a smile: "Do you need help?"

"Don't worry about me, you go and get busy with you, by the way, do you want to have a game: see who the emperor dies in. "Under the tree, Ye Fei only has three swords left, and his body jumps left and right to rush out of the strange tree control, but he can't find the gap, seeing that he can't hold on for long, there is actually a 'competition'.

Su Jing would refuse: "If you lose, after returning to Middle-earth, you will abandon your sword and follow me to leave the mountain to ask for guilt." ”

Ye Fei agreed without thinking about it: "If you lose, don't bother, just cut yourself." ”

Su Jing didn't want to nod happily: "Okay!"

What the two of them said was Middle-earth Chinese, and when Hunt Yuan saw that the two assassins were ignoring the emperor and chatting and laughing by themselves, he immediately showed a fierce look on his face and shouted: "Take it!"

The emperor's order is the mandate of heaven, the edict is issued, the cultivator who has already gathered momentum flies up, the eighteen arhats roar in unison, twist their bodies, dance their sticks, and the arhat batons in their hands slam into the ground with a bang, and the temple trembles, and the Buddha's light explodes, staining the golden body of the Arhats! Seventeen demons plus a 'naïve heir', eighteen demon monks ambushed the magic array, and went away to meet the strong enemy.

At the moment when the fierce battle broke out, the 'fisherman' who was almost killed by the ghost tree turned around, that is, in a turn, there was no fancy, no weirdness, but it was also completely unreasonable, and he turned out of the siege of Yintong!

Ye Fei got out of trouble, his body was like electricity, ignoring Yi Xian, ignoring the emperor and ignoring all the drivers, he went straight to Su Jing. The person was in mid-air, Ye Fei's sleeves shook again, and ninety swords were scattered, and the silver light was as bright as a dragon, killing Su Jing.

Pig harness, Han jackal. For Ye Fei: They are all enemies, and they can all be killed!

It doesn't matter which one to kill first and then which one to kill, just look at the mood, he wants to kill Su Jing first.

In the past, when he was in Middle-earth, he had let Su Jing go, it was before, and now it is now.

Now he wants to kill Su Jing, so he said that he wants to 'compete with Su Jing once to see who kills the emperor first'. Ye Fei is proud, but who said that proud people will not play intrigues and tricks to paralyze the enemy.

What's more, Su Jing, who 'can't fight again', looking at his surprised, aggrieved, and puzzled expression before he died, isn't it another pride and happiness. (To be continued......)