Seeing Xian Yutong's long sword penetrated his chest, he kicked his legs a few times, and then stopped moving. Wang Mu pulled out the long sword, moved away from the blood spurted out from Xian Yutong's body, and turned to look at Yang Yi: "This evil deed has been caused by Huashan Sect, and he has no face to stay here. I will repay you for your kindness later!"

Yang Yi saw that his eyes were fierce, and knew that for his own reasons, the cause of the death of Baiyuan in Huashan Sect had been revealed to the world. However, Xian Yutong, as the head of Huashan Sect, did such evil things. Now he confessed his own affairs in front of the Emei Sect and the Ming Cult, which was extremely embarrassing and greatly damaged the reputation of the Huashan Sect. The people in Huashan naturally would not be grateful to Yang Yi, but instead hated him very much.

When Yang Yi saw that Wang Mu held a grudge against him, he didn't care. "It's not time to avenge him every day, it's not too late to take revenge now!"

The tall old man said, "Avenge now? I can't beat you!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Okay, I won't leave!"

Watching the people in Huashan travel far away, Yang Yi spoke and said, "Everyone, be careful of the ambush of the Tartars!"

The people in Huashan felt a stern. If Yang Yi had just said that there were Tartars ambushing nearby, they might not believe it, but they had already seen Yang Yi's amazing skills at this time. They knew that this person had no reason to deceive everyone, so how could they still have doubts?

The thin old man whistled, "Everyone is in the array, observe the surroundings at any time, don't be careless!" After a few instructions, he lined up and walked forward.

Seeing everyone in Huashan leave, Yang Yi turned around and looked at Master Mie Jue: "Master Master also considers the matter of turning back to Emei?"

Master Miejue said coldly: "What if my Emei Sect continues to move forward?"

Yang Yi said: "With me here, you can only retreat!"

Master Mie Jue said silently and said for a long time: "Boy, what is my Dharma name?"

Yang Yi said: "The top is destroyed and the bottom is destroyed."

Master Miejue laughed and said, "Yes, since I am called Miejue, I naturally have to exterminate all the demons of the Demon Sect to be worthy of my magic number!" She stood up with a sword, with a cold look on her face: "You can stop me for a while, can you still stop me in Emei for the first time?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Just stop this time today!"

Master Mie Jue looked at Yang Yi a few times and nodded: "A nostalgic boy! Since you can subdue the Dragon Palm, you don't think you are a member of the evil outsider. I won't ask you now, boy. I just tell you that your actions today have helped the Demon Sect's great help! At this time, Yang Dingtian is not here, and the demons in the Demon Sect have no heads. This is the best time to destroy their foundation. If the demons in the Demon Sect have a chance to breathe and establish a leader, they will definitely cause trouble for the martial arts world again. Those kinds of sins will be counted on you at that time!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master. Since I have stopped you, I will naturally stop the Ming Cult from making things difficult for you. The six major sects have always been the right path in the martial arts world. Although some of their children are unfilial, there are many chivalrous people after all, and the Ming Cult is called the Demon Sect, so it is naturally reasonable."

Master Miejue said: "What do you want to do? You are young, how can the demons of the Demon Sect listen to your order?"

Yang Yi said: "If you kill too much, you will be obedient!"

Master Mie Jue was shocked. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Yi, "I see you being peaceful. I thought you were a kind-hearted person, but it turned out that he had read it wrong!"

Yang Yi didn't want to say more, but just asked, "Master, will you go back to Emei?"

Master Mie Jue said, "I won't go back when they go back!"

Yang Yi didn't understand his meaning: "What do you mean?"

Master Miejue said: "I can't go back when I go back!"

Yang Yi's face turned cold: "Extreme. I'm in a good mood these days and don't want to kill more people!"

When Master Mie Jue saw that Yang Yi had finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed. He was still the same person, and he still looked the same. But his murderous aura was boiling, and blood seemed to appear around him. From the handsome boy just now, he suddenly turned into the Blood Prison Killing God!

Even though Master Mie Jue was determined, he was shocked when he saw Yang Yi's change. He took a few steps back before he stopped and stood firm.

Yang Yi stared at Master Miejue and said slowly: "Mijue, Master Miejue, I admire your character, so it is not difficult for you! Although you are extreme and extremely murderous, you are still a chivalrous person and deserve the title of a master."

Yang Yi took a step forward and looked at Master Mie Jue from a high position, "I admire you, but I may not be able to kill you! The leader, leader, and gang leader of the martial arts sect, I have killed too many times, and I am not short of your Emei lineage!"

Seeing Yang Yi pressing forward, Master Mie Jue involuntarily took a few steps back, but then stood firm with his stake, his face turned red, he took a deep breath, and walked back to Yang Yi: "Since Master Guo Xiang started the sect, he has never surrendered to external forces. If you kill all my Emei lineage, what can you do?"

Yang Yileng said: "Guo Xiang? Even Guo Xiang's parents and grandfather, you dare not be arrogant in front of me. Is the sect she founded more than her parents' face?"

Master Mie Jue was so furious that he reached out to draw his sword, "Boy, how dare you insult me ​​to the founder of the ancestor?"

But this time, before Master Mie Jue was drawn out, Yang Yi flashed his body, stepped forward and took the sword in her hand, and he sneered: "You draw the sword for the first time, I will let you three points, I will draw the sword for the second time, I will let you again, do you want to draw it out the third time?"

Yang Yi put the Yitian Sword on his shoulder, as if carrying a short shoulder pole. "No one in the world has ever drawn the sword in front of Yang three times. Is you the exception?"

Master Mie Jue felt a flash in front of him, and then his hand slighted. When he came to his senses, Yang Yi had already reached a few feet away. It was not until he saw the Yitian Sword in Yang Yi's hand that he realized that the long sword had been taken over by Yang Yi.

Only then did she realize that Yang Yidao's skill is really earth-shaking and difficult to measure. She just started to do something with herself, but as he said, she was indeed showing mercy to her subordinates.

Master Miejue's expression changed, his eyebrows fluttered, and his voice trembled: "Give me the Yitian Sword back, I will turn back to Emei!"

Yang Yi pulled out the Yitian Long Sword, played a few sword flowers in the air, and said to Master Miejue: "Mijue, although the scriptures in this sword are good, they may not be invincible. If you want to revitalize Emei, you may not be able to dominate the martial arts world just by relying on the Nine Yin True Sutra."

Master Mie Jue's face changed drastically: "You...how do you know..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that there were too many people at this time, so she hurriedly stopped talking, but her eyes looked at Yang Yi even more strangely, "Your surname is Yang? Are you a descendant of Yang Guo and Yang Hero?"

"A descendant of Yang Guo?"

Yang Yi laughed silently and said, "That one-armed boy is worthy of it?" He threw the sword to Master Miejue and said solemnly: "This sword is so murderous. You are a monk and you are not well-known for your pampering. If you really want the Nine Yin Scriptures, then use this sword to exchange it!"

Master Mie Jue was shocked again when he heard this: "Do you have the Nine Yin Scriptures in your hand?"

Yang Yi said: "What's the point of the Nine Yin Scriptures? Brother Guo once handwritten a scripture to me, saying that he would thank me for being a matchmaker with him. Later, I realized that it was the Nine Yin Scriptures. But now the scriptures are not there, and the scriptures are still in my mind. If you have time, I will handwritten a copy. If you have the intention, just find an opportunity to come to me."

Master Miejue was moved and knew that with Yang Yi's martial arts, there was no need to lie and deceive people. He thought to himself: "This man has such magical skills at a young age. Is it because of practicing the Nine Yin True Sutra?" Another thing came to mind: "The ancestors said that the Nine Yin True Sutras and the unique skills of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm are hidden in the Heavenly Sword. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm is a masculine palm technique. My female disciple of Emei is not suitable for practicing, but everyone can practice the Nine Yin True Sutras. However, if you want to take out the True Sutras, you must use the Dragon Slaying Sword to slash each other with this sword. But now the Golden Lion King is hiding overseas, and the Dragon Slaying Sword is also missing with him. It is still unknown whether you can find the Dragon Slaying Sword in the future. Even if you find it, it is another unknown number. If you can exchange the Nine Yin True Sutras from this person at this time, it will not be a loss!"

Master Miejue's heart was filled with thoughts, "But why is he so kind?"

Seeing Yang Yi turning around and leaving, she hurriedly asked, "If you want the true scriptures, how can you find you?"

Yang Yi laughed and said, "Mr. Yang first came here and was not heard of in the world. A year later, everyone should know it. At that time, you will naturally know how to find me."

Master Mie Jue heard his tone very loudly and wanted to sarcastically. However, the Nine Yin True Sutras were related to the rise and fall of Emei, and the troubles were serious and there was no need to be misunderstood. She did not dare to anger Yang Yi at this time and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will go to find you then!"

Yang Yi said: "Welcome anytime!"

After seeing Yang Yi say a few words, Master Mie Jue left, and then put away his sword in the sky, sneered at the Black Water Flag crowd in front of him, and instructed his disciples: "There are experts present today, let's go back and make plans!"

After seeing Yang Yi appear in the Black Water Banner, all the Emei and Huashan sects returned in disarray. They developed endless admiration for Yang Yi and could "persuade" the two major sects with their own strength. I think that Yang Xiao, the left envoy who is now in charge of Guangming, may not be able to do this.

Seeing Yang Yi leaving this place and traveling far away, Park Deshui shouted: "Young Master Yang, you and I have reported to the General Assembly about the ambush of the Tartars. If you have time, you will invite my Holy Sect as a guest. Yang Zuo Envoy has always liked to make friends with heroes in the world. If you know you are here, you will definitely welcome him!"

Yang Yi's voice came from a distance: "I'm free now! I want to go to Guangmingding to take a look!"

Park Deokshui said frantically: "Young Master knows the location of my Holy Church headquarters?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I don't know, but Huashan Emei knows that they carry the location map of your headquarters. This map is extremely detailed. Follow the map to search for the horse. Even a stupid person can find the place where your headquarters is."

Park Deok-shui was surprised and said, "There are maps circulating? I said why did the Central Plains sects go straight to the main hall after they left the customs. It turned out that the maps in their hands were clearly marked!" He murmured, "Sure enough, there were traitors leaking the secrets and traitors. The six major sects surrounded and suppressed my Holy Sect, and some of them must be in secret command!"

After thinking for a while, he hurriedly wrote a few more notes. He wanted to come from his subordinates. He rolled the notes and inserted them into the small bamboo tube on the pigeon's feet. He threw the dove up and flapping the sound of the flapping. Several doves flapped their wings and got into the night, but disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!