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Under the moonlight, in the night sky.

The flashing cloud light, the thirteen bright figures of silver armor, and the arrogant words all exuded a mysterious and domineering momentum, but it was hard to guess.

He is very familiar with Fairy Yue, and he knows that Shanye Sanren is obviously a master from the Jade Temple. However, Wuji Villa has already defected to the Jade Temple, so why did he come to the door to ask for punishment again? Is it just because his Silver Armor Guard is bullied?

Wei Chunhua was covered in blood and was in a mess. She grabbed the flying sword in her hand and looked up in shock.

Wei Qiu, Wei Zhuozi, Wei Bai and seven Wei family disciples were unable to escape. When they were changed, they did not dare to be reckless for a while and quietly gathered together. In the messy yard, there were five other Wei family disciples, but they were all broken and broken into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei family disciple who raided the villa had already lost the fifth one. If the mountain scattered man came one step later, no one would have survived. However, it was just a coincidence that how could a master from the Jade Temple care about the life or death of the Wei family?

At this time, the once noisy villa was quiet. Whether it was Wei Xuanzi who was trapped in the same place, Wei Chunhua and several surviving junior brothers, or the disciples of the villa, they all held their breath and watched the situation change silently.

Wuji Villa was busy dealing with the Wei family, as if unwilling to offend the masters related to the Jade Temple. Under Zhong Qizi's instruction, his second disciple Wei Ding took out a ring to take over and walked over. He was more than ten feet apart. He raised his hand and threw it away and said, "This is a hundred and five-color stone, which is a bit respect!"

Although Shanye Sanren was shorter than the big man behind him and looked thin, he was full of momentum. He still stepped on the cloud light condensed by magic power, reached out to grab the ring, checked for a moment, and nodded: "Well, the respect of the villa, I have accepted..."

Wei Ding snorted secretly and was about to return.

He and his master Zhong Qizi secretly reached an agreement and lost money and eliminated disasters. After he cleaned up the Wei family, he reported that all the losses in the Jade Temple could be compensated today.

But he heard: "However, the villa has not yet compensated me for the Silver Armor Guard?"

Wei Ding suddenly turned around and said angrily: "I just gave you a hundred crystals..."

"Hey, it's just the respect of the villa just now. Isn't it what you said in person?"

Shanye Sanren was also angry and shouted: "One hundred five-color stones can offset the bullying that my Silver Armor Guard suffered? It's unreasonable to be fooled by me as a three-year-old child!" He stretched out his hand and wanted to calculate by fingers. Suddenly, he found that his five fingers were also covered with silver armor. He waved it with the flow and said arrogantly: "Twelve Silver Armor Guards, each of them will compensate 100 five-color stones. Well, a total of 1,200 yuan, 1,200 yuan..."

"you……"

Wei Ding was speechless and wanted to have an attack. Once he turned against him, not only would all the five-color stones just now be wasted, but he would also offend this unpredictable mountain scattered man. He was stunned in the air and felt a little at a loss.

At the same time, Zhong Qizi's words came from the courtyard—

"Fellow Taoist, you are taking advantage of the situation to rob!"

"What does it mean to take advantage of the situation? I am seeking justice!"

Shanye Sanren raised his hands on his back and raised his chin slightly. His face covered by silver armor flashed with the light of the moon, which added a bit of evil and madness to his arrogant and domineering power. He refuted sternly and hummed: "Hmph, Zhong Qizi, please do whatever you want, don't force me to do it, otherwise..."

Naked intimidation, naked blackmail!

Zhong Qizi looked up at the group of figures with silver armor in the night sky, looked at Wei Xuanzi and Wei family disciples in the yard, and closed his eyes and sighed secretly. Even the Priest Chang Yin of the Jade Temple was never so arrogant. Who made Shi Daozi cause trouble? The disciple had already died. It was already here, and he couldn't give up halfway. He weighed for a moment and opened his eyes: "More than a thousand five-color stones are not a small number. The villa's foundation is limited, fellow Taoist..."

"How many can you take out?"

"Two hundred five-color stones, plus two thousand spirit stones..."

"Well, bring it-"

Zhong Qizi was bargaining, and the Shanye Sanren seemed to be easy to talk to. He took out a ring, and a disciple took it over to Wei Ding, and then Wei Ding threw it over. Seeing that Shanye Sanren accepted the ring, he pretended to say casually: "Fellow Taoist, can you tell the origin and show your true face? My villa sincerely made friends..."

The owner of Wuji Villa, even if he suffered a great loss, still did not lose his cleverness. He wanted to take the opportunity to find out the true origins of Shanye Sanren and the twelve Silver Armor Guards in order to report to the Jade Temple and ask for justice. The other party's cunning and difficult behavior was far beyond his imagination.

"Slow down—"

Three hundred five-color stones and two thousand spirit stones were obtained, and the Shanye Sanren suddenly interrupted Zhong Qizi: "The initiator of your grudges is said to be called Shi Daozi. I don't want to bother with him, I just need to apologize in person!"

With a master coming forward, Wei Ding, as a disciple, had to swallow his anger, but at this moment he could no longer bear it and said angrily: "My junior brother is dead..."

It would be fine if the benefits of blackmailing are just apologizing, but now they have to die to apologize in person. Wuji Villa is at least the supreme, and has never been so humiliated or threatened!

But the scattered people in the mountains were reluctant to give in and asked, "Oh, if you say you die, you will die?"

Wei Ding blew his beard and glared: "I..."

The mattress wrapped around Zhong Qizi slid to the ground. He didn't realize it and said hard: "Shi Daozi is his third disciple and has been killed by the Wei family. How can fellow Taoist be willing to give up? Could it be that I want to apologize to you..."

Shanye Sanren tilted his head and thought for a while, and said generously: "This will be done..."

"It's too much!"

Before Zhong Qizi could speak, Wei Ding was so angry that his words trembled.

Wei Chunhua and other Wei family disciples were still watching, and witnessing the deeds of the sanren in the mountains and fields, as well as the humiliation and anger of the master and disciple Zhong Qizi, they all felt the same. Even if the insidious and cunning of Wuji Villa, there were times when they were merciless. However, that sanren was really too bullying. If the Wei family suffered such a great humiliation, they would have probably fought with him long ago.

Sure enough, Wei Ding raised his hand and pointed angrily: "I want to see, you master, what ability do you have to force my master to apologize-" Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly took action, and then exploded hundreds of sword lights and rushed to the mountains and fields more than ten feet away to attack.

Zhong Qizi did not stop him, just stared at the movements in the sky.

Shanye Sanren said in surprise: "Hey, how dare I fight with me, and I'm looking for death..." He heard his tone, and did not take Wei Ding seriously at all. Faced with the fierce sword lights, he could not remain indifferent. He immediately said indifferently: "The mother and son are connected, and the sword energy is changing, how can I resist the real flying sword? Let's take a look at my methods-"

He raised his foot forward and waved his hands. Flying swords came out one after another, reaching more than a hundred. With the blessing of his magic power, he suddenly shone brightly and faced the attacking sword lights.

In an instant, a fierce attack collided, "Boom--"

Wei Ding took action in anger and went all out. The scattered people in the mountains were like flowing clouds and water, and their actions were quite masterful. Especially the more than a hundred flying swords he sacrificed, which were even more amazing and powerful.

Then there was a roar, and lightning exploded in the night sky. The power of the backlash swept across the world in an instant, and the entire villa suddenly became strong.

The master takes action, and the movement is extraordinary.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the scattered people in the mountains retreated repeatedly, and the power of the flying sword was greatly reduced; Wei Ding was so powerful, the sword light circled, and he shouted loudly: "You are not a master who deceives the world and steals the reputation..."

Zhong Qizi Shang focused his attention and was worried secretly. He was stunned and couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "Wei Ding, don't let him go--"

There is an old saying that goes right, you can tell if it is there any.

The pretender of the mountain was traveling on the wind and carrying silver armor guards. He also knew the birthmark on Fairy Yue's butt, and kept talking about "I'm a man" and raised his hand to sacrifice more than a hundred flying swords, which really scared everyone. And he fought head-on with Wei Ding and was in an instant. Although he still couldn't see his cultivation level, Wei Ding only had the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal. It's easy to see that the so-called "expert" is a complete liar.

Wei Chunhua and other disciples of the Wei family were also disappointed. They wanted to wait for the villa to be severely injured, or they could take the opportunity to rescue Wei Xuanzi and escape from Wuji Island. At this time, it seemed that it was just wishful thinking.

The mountain sanren was forced to retreat and fell on the clouds, but there was no awareness of showing any flaws. Instead, he shouted: "Zhong Qizi, are you forcing me to kill someone..."

Zhong Qizi picked up his long beard and sneered: "Hehe, if you can kill Wei Ding, he will be unlucky. If you die, you will be considered a disaster in my villa!"

"Well, you have to regret it..."

The scattered people in the mountains were still bluffing and siring: "Since Wuji Villa insisted on being enemies with me, don't blame me for turning against me ruthlessly..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ding had already driven the sword light to pounce on him: "Shameless people dare to talk nonsense--"

He was cheated so miserably that he needed to vent his anger; he wanted to use the other party's blood to wash away the shame of the villa.

Unexpectedly, the scattered people in the mountains did not hide, and swung forward. More than a hundred flying swords that were still hovering around were dancing like locusts and falling like fireflies, carrying flashing lights, rushing towards Wei Ding to sweep away.

The ambition is to win, and move forward.

The two sides were so close that they collided in an instant.

A ball of lightning exploded, and the fierce murderous aura whistled in the night sky.

Wei Ding was about to kill, but suddenly his heart trembled. He saw a silver sharp light suddenly coming from the chaotic sword light, which was powerful and could not be avoided at all. But just now, the body-protecting spiritual power "Kala" broke, a blood hole exploded in his waist and abdomen, and the soul was instantly shattered. He had only time to look down and his eyes turned black, his vitality suddenly disappeared, and he turned over and carried in the air. The moment his soul disappeared, he seemed to hear someone complaining—

"Zhong Qizi, you force me to kill someone. The account is settled, at least one thousand five-color stones..."
Chapter completed!