Chapter 187

Yi Heng looks at it with his eyes, but he doesn't know it. However, his cultivation is really in the middle of the foundation construction. He is short and fat, with a long beard, a flesh in his roots, and a murderous look in his eyes.

He did not flinch, facing the murderous eyes, standing calmly.

Wu Siyi had examined his accomplishments, but he was not clear. He only knew that the foundation had been built. In the middle of the period, the monks did not want to check his accomplishments.

There are only a few monks in the middle of the world. Although they have never met each other, they have heard of their appearance. As a mid-term monk who has been advanced for many years, he is not able to explore his accomplishments.

"Zeng Yushu of Yimen killed his disciples. This revenge should be rewarded." This sentence is to Wu Siyi.

"Injustice has its head, debt has its owner. How can elder Wang anger others when younger martial brother Wang died in a fair fight?"

Although he had no friendship with Yi Heng, he also admired him for being a hero in the world during the Qi refining period. Besides, if Zeng Yushu had not killed Wang Tianshan, he would not have made his mark.

"Bullshit, fair play is fair to the early stage? Then I will fight him fairly today. " Wang surname elder black face a sink, Yin voice says.

Seeing this, Wu Siyi did not dare to speak any more. Although he was asked to lead the team on this trip, could he manage the affairs in the middle of the foundation construction?

Just keep telling Yi Heng with his eyes and run away.

Seeing Wu Siyi's anxious eyes, Yi Heng knows what he thinks, but he is not moved. He just runs the spirit liquid slowly without showing any momentum. He pretends to be inexplicable and has a look of hindsight and hindsight, which makes Wu Siyi more anxious.

"Boy, I blame you for your bad luck. I'm on the way to huangquan."

The monk didn't even bother to ask his name, so he pinched his hands and pointed out. Suddenly, a momentum in the middle of the foundation construction suddenly came out. Hundreds of people behind him felt the momentum. They opened their eyes and wanted to see how miserable the monk of Yimen had died.

Yi Heng in that momentum pressure, suddenly back more than ten Zhang, not to let the momentum out of the clues.

The elder Wang and all the people thought that he was going to escape, and then his face was even more happy. A short chase was about to take place in front of his eyes. A moment later, he was afraid that he would not escape and die.

Wu Siyi is disappointed and sad. I'm afraid it's too late to escape.

Yi Heng retreated and retreated again and again. Now it is a mile away from everyone.

"Monks fight, life and death do not matter. Genmen Wang Tianshan died in a fair challenge, is it not that Wang elder wants to deceive others with cultivation?" He roared, with a trace of reluctance in his words.

"Ha ha, there are so many things in the immortal cultivation world to deceive people. It's not strange that you meet them. You will die." With a wave of the right hand of the elder Wang, the hill with half of his strength quickly smashed towards Yi Heng.

All the people behind him were smiling. How could the monk of Yimen live? Even if he was in the early stage of foundation construction, he would have been killed by one blow, and the sound of the hill roaring in their ears was like a beautiful music.

"In that case, elder Wang should remember what he said just now. If you meet someone who deceives you with cultivation, don't complain."

Yi Heng sees that the hill is smashed, and the elder Wang also bullies him. The friar in the middle stage wants to rescue him in time of crisis, so he stops and shouts.

"Ha ha, will the three gate masters come to me for you? Boy, how can Lin Wufeng personally deal with such a big event in the immortal cultivation world? Take your life. "

Elder Wang accelerates again. Although he is good enough to deal with the initial stage of foundation construction, he is also afraid of accidents.

Yi Heng doesn't speak any more, but in his heart it's dark. Since Lin Wufeng won't do it himself, will Wang Kun do it himself?

With a wave of his right hand, I felt as if I had tried my best. The word Xun in front of me was constantly produced and turned into various kinds of magic weapons, which were smashed at the roaring hill.

"Bang Bang..." there was a loud noise. He kept retreating and resisting the hill like exhaustion. He leaped two or three miles along the way. The hill was just as powerful as it could be, and was taken back by the elder Wang surnamed after him.

"It's a little bit too much, but it's still not enough. After the mid-term, is genmen's skill only defensive?"

The elder, surnamed Wang, howled and danced with both hands. One by one, the characters of Gen merged into the hill. The hill did not change in size. It just flew out of front of him and spun rapidly in the air.

Yi Heng pretends to be afraid and shakes all over. Six cold needles behind him are already spinning at a high speed. One by one Xun characters appear behind him, and then they melt into the cold needle. The cold needle is melted into the five Xun characters, and then disappears. It is as traceless as the breeze.

In the purple mansion, the villain skillfully holds the finger, and the wisps of soul power gradually gather in front of him, and slowly solidify into a small gray arrow, arrow, pointing directly at the proud Wang elder in front of him.

In the sky, there have been a small black spot, sensing the atmosphere of fighting here, speeding up to come here.

"Elder Wang, stop at once. All the people of Yimen have arrived." Wu Siyi was overjoyed at this, and quickly roared, hoping to save Yi Heng's life.

Gen men's faces sank. I'm afraid they can't see it."What if you come? Now that you have done something, you must see blood. Dare you command me. Who are you? " The elder Wang did not care at all, but he also knew that if he could not solve the problem before the people of Yimen arrived, there would be no chance.

As a result, the word "gen" is constantly produced and constantly integrated. The hill that is spinning rapidly in the air actually splits into a virtual shadow, and then the second, the third, and several breaths, hundreds of virtual shadows of hills are densely arranged in the air.

"This is the power of Gen gate skill. Die." Finally, the elder Wang gave his best to kill the man in front of him.

Yi Heng looks at him coldly. If he could just listen to Wu Siyi's words and stop immediately, for Wu Siyi's sake, he can only spare his life, but now he wants to die.

"Well, if you want to die, you can't blame others." Then the whole body momentum suddenly a hair, that is not bad later momentum unexpectedly let dense hit the hill slightly slowed down.

However, after the hills slowed down, they continued to hit him. If it was at the early stage of foundation construction, I'm afraid that he would have closed his eyes under such pressure, but he was not only not in the early stage of foundation construction, but also far beyond the middle stage.

"Spirit soul stab", in purple mansion, the villain's right hand points to Wang's elder's forehead, and the soul arrow in front of him disappears.

His heart thought move, behind the six cold needles into six breeze, disappeared in the air.

Two thorn Dantian, two thorn heart, two thorn eyebrow heart.

As soon as the elder Wang made an attack, he felt very ridiculous. He thought that he was mad in a hurry. However, when he felt the momentum, he felt extremely bad, and his black oil face suddenly turned pale.

When he was about to take back the hill defense, he felt something invisible stabbed his forehead. His hand had no time to lift up, so he had to force his head to one side.

But the soul stab is dedicated to attacking the soul. It can't be seen or touched. Can it escape?

The elder, surnamed Wang, was relieved and thought he had escaped. But then he felt a pain in his mind, and his five senses burst into blood. He was in a coma for a moment. Before his body fell down, six winds passed through his body.

Two Dantian, two hearts, two eyebrows.

In a coma, the elder Wang was killed in an instant. At this time, hundreds of hills had just reached his body.

Yi Heng's face was calm and his hands were waving in a hurry. He blessed his body with ten consecutive Xun words in a breath. His body turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in place with a whoosh.

When it reappeared, he was already standing 20 Zhang away from all the people in genmen. However, the hill was smashed into the air and there was no spiritual liquid to support it. The shadow gradually dissipated, leaving only the body floating in the air. After staying for a while, the spirit liquid was exhausted and then fell down.

At this time, the people of Yimen just arrived, but they had seen this scene all the way. Li Hongbao knew that something was going to happen again, so he stopped behind Yi Heng, and more than 100 other people followed him to stop.

Staring at the high figure in front of you, you are both proud and afraid. In the middle of the foundation construction, you can kill if you say so. As soon as you get out of the pass, do you want to build up your power? It's good. It's just, will scuffle start again?

On the way, Li Hongbao has recognized Wang song, a monk in the middle of genmen, a second-generation disciple of genmen, an old brand in the middle of foundation construction.

Originally, I thought that younger martial brother Yi's accomplishments were not as good as this man's, so he just wanted to increase his momentum.

But unexpectedly, a few moves, Wang song has been killed, fell down.

Well, what can I do? When the right hand is raised, a herald disappears into the sky.

Wu Siyi clenched his hands tightly. His palms were covered with cold sweat. His face was pale and his lips trembled, but he was hard to make a sound. His eyes looked at Yi Heng like a ghost.

How could it be? How?