That familiar voice seemed to come from thousands of miles away, and it seemed like a thousand years apart!

Lin Pujia trembled, and tears had fallen like raindrops.

After a year of longing, hundreds of days and nights, he finally came.

"Why can't this church be worshipped?" Yan Baye asked with a long drink.

"Because...... She's my woman! Qin Yi said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Pu Jia was already full of joy and sorrow, and she burst into tears.

Yan Baye smiled faintly and asked softly, "Is it him?" ”

Lin Pujia sobbed and nodded.

"Look, you're luckier than me!"

"For the sake of you, he dared to break into my mansion, just this courage proves that your heart is not in vain!"

"However, he wanted to take you away, but he had to pass me!"

Yan Baye smiled happily.

"Eighth Master, why?" Pu Jia asked.

"Because this is the Eighth Master's Mansion, either I die or he dies, he has to go out, unless he can kill me!"

Yan Baye smiled bitterly.

"Who are you? Impatient to live? Dare to break into the Eighth Master's Mansion to make trouble, someone will kill him for me! Yan Dongyang, as the eldest prince, immediately ordered.

Wow!

Dozens of Yan family guards rushed over, without any sound, and the shot was a killing move.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm here to pick up people, and if you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Qin Yi sneered and walked straight, as if a hall full of masters was like nothing. The true qi around his body turned into seven seven and forty-nine purple thunder balls that swirled around, and wherever he went, those who touched it would die, and dozens of secret guards didn't even touch Qin Yi's body, they all turned into charcoal.

"It's amazing, is it the Great Heavenly Master?" The masters were secretly frightened.

"Sure enough, it's the nameless master!" Lin Chong also clenched his fists excitedly.

In the Yinshan Bazaar, they were rescued by Qin Yi, and deeply appreciated Qin Yi's ability, if there is anyone in the world who can rescue Lin Pujia, one is Qin Hou, and the other is this unknown hero.

"The nameless hero is here, my sister is saved, I know that God will not bear my sister's hard work." Lin Mengyi was overjoyed, clasped his hands together, and saluted the sky.

"The vertical son is rude, and he doesn't look at where this is, this is the Yan family, how can you be wild!"

An elder from the inner gate of the Yan family shouted loudly and grabbed it out, wanting to kill Qin Yi.

Qin Yi just walked towards the lobby without looking at the elder.

This elder is a first-class master in the Yan family, and his cultivation is already close to the great master, but when he saw his hands flipped, the black light flickered, and there was a faint sound of ten thousand horses galloping!

Rumble!

"Thousands of troops!" The elder saw that Qin Yi didn't even look at him directly, and as soon as he made a move, he was a killer move.

A majestic force, more than 100,000 catties of strength, mixed with the sound of the horse's roar, slapped Qin Yi's back.

"Look for death!"

Qin Yi didn't look back, and his backhand was a punch.

He is the strength of the middle stage of divine refining, with an explosive power of nearly 1.5 million catties, even if he is a peak grandmaster, before he stepped into the divine refining, he only has the strength of 200,000 catties, and he is not even his fur.

Rumble!

A fluttering punch, without any vitality fluctuations and luster!

The elder was overjoyed in his heart, a Dao cultivator actually dared to confront him with a martial arts straight fist, wasn't this looking for death?

"It's not good, Elder stand down!"

The two envoys from Kunlun Mountain have cultivated to a high level, and as soon as they saw Qin Yi, they knew that his cultivation had reached the pinnacle, returning to the realm of truth, and the dual methods of martial arts were by no means invincible to the elders.

When the elder heard the shout, it was too late to withdraw his hand, but he felt that Qin Yi's fist was as sharp as an incomparably sharp blade that could penetrate Mount Tai, and when he came back to his senses, a cold energy had already traveled all over his body in an instant along his wrist.

"It's over!" The elder looked dead.

Rumble!

True Qi suddenly erupted, and the elder suddenly turned into a sky of bloody mud.

"Pu Jia, I'm here, come with me!" Qin Yi walked up the steps step by step and stood at the door of the lobby.

Pu Jia just wanted to take the first step, Yan Ba grabbed her, and said in a deep voice: "Since I have practiced swordsmanship, I have never been invincible, since this battle is inevitable, let me fight happily!" ”

"No, Starling, please, there are Elder Kunlun here, don't fight him!"

"Starling, please!"

When Yan Niang heard this, tears fell like rain, and she knelt on one knee and begged bitterly.

She finally knew why Yan Baye was abnormal today, he had said since early in the morning that death might come, maybe he had expected that there would be a master to make trouble today, but he didn't plan to live without him.

This man is tired, he has to fight the last battle!

"Yan Niang, remember what I said!"

Yan Baye patted her shoulder, ripped off the bun on her head, her long hair fluttered in the wind, and strode towards the door.

He lived for twenty more years, the purpose was to find an opportunity to defeat the eldest brother one day, step on his head, and make him kneel down in front of Chu Yu's grave to apologize.

However, he has been boiling for 20 years, and the eldest brother is getting worse and worse.

Today, Pu Jia said Chu Yu's heart, Yan Baye knew that there was no hope of revenge in this life, and the hatred in his heart was dispersed, and he had no heart at all, so he only wanted to die!

Even if Qin Yi doesn't come to snatch his relatives, he will go to Kunlun in person and challenge his eldest brother!

Now that he has seen Qin Yi, Yan Baye has an idea that can only be put into practice after the battle of life and death.

"You can come, I appreciate your courage, but can you get out of here alive?" Yan Baye looked at Qin Yi, his snow-white ten fingers stretched out from his sleeves, his hands crossed his waist, and asked proudly.

"If you can come, you can go!" Qin Yi said calmly.

"Very good, if you want to pick up Pujia, it depends on your ability!"

"Whew! Come out, old folk! ”

"Buzz!"

Yan Baye closed his eyes, took a deep breath, the entire Yan Mansion shook violently, the square in front of the mansion cracked a big crack, a snow-white, thin as Zen long sword, slowly emerged from the ground, as soon as the long sword came out, the square suddenly seemed to have entered the cold winter wax moon, the cold was biting.

With the hook of the eighth master's fingers, the long sword emitted a pleasant crisp jingle like a wind chime, slashing a white line in the air and flying into the palm of Yan Baye's hand.

"This sword is called the Nine Tone White Jade Sword, and it is made by my eldest brother Martial God who asked the Bailizi of Kunlun Mountain to use 10,000 years of cold ice!"

"Since my debut, this sword has killed three martial artists and sixteen great grandmasters! It can be said that you have drunk blood, and it is your honor to die under my sword today. ”

Yan Baye's jade fingers slid over the blade of the sword and smiled proudly.

"Really? Then I'm going to see it! ”

The corners of Qin Yi's mouth raised, and he smiled evilly.

While the two looked at each other, the killing intent and strength of the body were already intertwined in the air, and the air around them was forced by the two forces to make a violent explosion sound, and the tables, chairs, and cups were even broken!

"It's so powerful, I'm afraid this person has reached Wuzun, except that the eighth master can fight with him, I'd better retreat."

An envoy from Kunlun Mountain sighed.

Although Yan Baye is not from Kunlun Mountain, he is definitely one of the top masters in the world!

Over the years, it has been rumored that he is invincible in the world, how powerful he is, except for those souls who died under his sword, only the martial gods who have tried the tricks themselves know!

And Qin Yi was not inferior in terms of aura, and even slightly better, which undoubtedly surprised everyone even more.

Because anyone who reaches the level of divine refining masters, Kunlun Mountain will definitely be named, unless it is a Qing cultivator who is not born, and Qin Yi looks no more than thirty years old, but he can compete with the eighth master and break into the Yan family alone, such a god is unknown, it is indeed quite surprising.

PS: First four chapters, there will be updates later!

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