"Boom, boom, boom..."

At the west gate of Fusang City, under the majestic city wall, a slender figure slowly walked out.

It was a slovenly old man with disheveled hair, unkempt beard, and shabby black clothes. He was carrying a large sack on his shoulder, which was heavy inside.

As they moved forward, the sack bumped and bumped, and there was a sound of iron lumps hitting each other inside.

"It's not like the Eighth Sword Immortal, but more like a miner..."

Li Youdai frowned and her face became serious, feeling that something was wrong.

Even though this person looks a bit different from the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal - he's a bit too sloppy!

But he really only has eight fingers, and there is an obvious scar on his neck. He has no spirit energy in his body, and he can't even see the slightest bit of sword intent.

In the Southern Region, Li You would have dared to laugh.

After all, there are many actors playing the Eight Masters in the Southern Territory. The most popular ones recently include Dao Palace Master, Love the Common People, Shou Ye...

But this is the Central Domain, where famous swords gather in Fusang, and the Saint Slave has always had an obsession, which is to collect famous swords.

It should be a real person!

"Sect Master, do you want to do something big?"

As soon as the third elder finished speaking, he covered his head in pain. He received a knife blow on his forehead. He turned around and saw the beautiful oval face of Sect Master Li You who was trembling with anger:

"Shut up, get out!"

Everyone in the Yin Gui Sect started to leave in unison.

The third elder was still trying to open his tight cross-eyes, but to no avail, and he still had some unfinished thoughts:

"But this vote is really big..."

"I heard that Ba Zunzun is in Fengjian and is in a sluggish state. Anyone can knock him down."

"This time, he doesn't seem to have a storyteller with him. He just happened to be alone. If he doesn't do it now, when will he wait?"

Li Youmei stared and raised her hand to strike.

The third elder shrank his neck and immediately fell silent.

The Yin Gui Sect has always respected the strong. Even if Sect Leader Li is only a fraction of the elders, only thirty-six years old, a half-saint is a half-saint, and his will cannot be disobeyed.

What's more, Li You grew up watching the elders.

Following Sect Leader Li, the third elder also wants to retreat.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the ears of the Yin Gui Sect, as calm as water, with an unquestionable tone:

"People can leave, but Guilunchou stays."

Li You's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stopped, turned around, and sent the third elder who almost hit him flying away.

"Don't mess around..."

She just wanted to stop the Yingui Sect elder behind her, but it was too late.

"Presumptuous!" The ghost-like fourth elder of the Yin Gui Sect, who was the best at escaping arts, stepped forward immediately. After gesturing to the big guy behind him, he shouted coldly:

"Those who pretend to be gods and ghosts!"

"Do you really think that after cutting off two fingers, patching up the scars, inserting phoenix feathers into the grass chicken, you can fly up a branch and become the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

"I have seen and killed countless people like you who hide their heads and tail in the Southern Territory. You dare to covet our sect's sacred weapon. You have to die!"

His eyes were red, and he rushed out, completely ignoring Sect Master Li's cold eyes to stop him and his loud pleas to stay.

As he galloped, his blood and essence ignited, and his soul blood ignited.

As soon as the blood sacrifice was opened, the power of the Taixu ghost soul gathered in the palm, and with a heart-breaking soul palm, he forcibly pushed the realm half a step up to the semi-sacred level, and blasted it away in front of the heads of the Eight Masters:

"Come and accept your fate!"

But the only person who responded to him was a slovenly middle-aged man who looked to be about thirty years old. He raised his eyes calmly and smiled casually:

"The barking barks."

…

"I am Taixu Beihe, the fourth elder of Yingui Sect, what is the name of the little girl? Why is she hiding under the bed alone? Where are your parents... Jie Jie Jie, then just follow me!"

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fifth brother, this little girl was born with a ghostly body, without a father or a mother, with a clean origin. Seeing my kindness, she wants to become my disciple. Do I think I should train her?"

"Nanny, come here, call me "Grandpa Beihe", and I will tie this stall owner back to the clan for you. You will have sweets to eat every day... You have to scream even if you don't want to scream, please call me! Do you really think that I am a good person like Beihe?

!”

"Li You, you have grown up. Twenty-six is ​​too weak. You have surpassed me. Now that your wings are strong, you don't report to us old men when you go out... What, the semi-saint status of Fallen Saint Ya?

Yes, you got it?"

"The double form is not lost, Yin Gui is everlasting, Li You is immortal, my way is eternal, my Yin Gui Sect is strong, my Sect Leader Li is prosperous! Kill, kill, kill!"

"..."

The moment the Heart-Splitting Palm was struck, the first person whose heart was broken was the fourth elder of the Yin Gui Sect, Beihe.

He only felt that the world had become sluggish, time had become very slow, and even the snowflakes falling from the sky seemed to stop in the void.

He could clearly feel that every piece of flesh and blood in his body was ignited by the ultimate power, and every piece of soul was sacrificed and withered by him.

What flashed before his eyes were the scenes of the happiest thirty years in his three hundred and sixty-two years of life. She was included in every scene - from a little girl to a tall and graceful young lady, to then to carrying the Yingui Sect leader on his shoulders.

Flag, became the leader of the Li clan that was respected by thousands of people.

"Girl Li, Grandpa Sadhe can only go so far. Let the other four immortals accompany you for the rest of the way..."

The past flashes back and memory dies.

The world seemed to be accelerated again in an instant.

The fallen snowflakes were shattered by the extreme power of Taixu. The fourth elder's eyes were about to burst with grief. He smashed the space with one palm and came to the prestigious Eighth Sword Immortal in the blink of an eye:

"die!"

But he was already so fast that he was even caught off guard in a sneak attack.

When he faced him, he realized that the eight acquaintances had stretched out a finger towards him without knowing it.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual energy, no fluctuation of sword intention, just a simple finger pointing.

He was so sad that he was only half a foot away from killing the Eighth Sword Immortal.

So close, so far away.

…

"No--"

Behind him, Li You's shrill scream sounded.

Sadhe's last glance at the world was replaced by the sudden bright silver light on the fingertips of the Eight Masters, and immediately his whole body was spinning.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The dim light of the ten-segment sword finger pierced the heart of Mishe through the void, and the ultimate shock of three thousand swordsmanship pushed away his attack.

Together with the person Behe ​​Taixu, the body of the blood sacrifice was blown away without mercy.

The flying blood and the broken body flew backwards from the west city gate in the blink of an eye, blasting through the buildings and streets, blasting through the east city wall, splitting the official roads and trees outside the city, splitting the Taihu Lake, smashing the razor clam mountain, and smashed the four elders.

The sadness was blown to pieces.

At the moment when he passed by Sect Master Li, there was no resentment in Beihe's last spiritual feeling, only unwillingness and incomprehension.

He had already signaled in advance.

He at least bought half a breath for Li Youya and everyone in the Yin Gui Sect, but!

"Why don't you leave..."

A little bit of cold light bloomed, like a sword cutting through the mulberry trees.

Half of the city was torn apart by the sword light, and even the world outside Fusang City was split in half, which was shocking to the world.

"Fourth!"

"Fourth brother!"

"Fourth Elder!"

Everyone in the Yin Gui Sect on the high-rise building stared at each other with murderous intent. Even Li You's delicate body trembled, and the semi-saint figure on his chest suddenly shone fiercely.

The slovenly uncle at the west city gate was still holding the big sack on his shoulder, but he only lowered his hand gently.

His back was still slightly hunched, as if he had crushed an ant casually. He raised his eyes and chuckled at the crowd:

"Every time a dog is slaughtered in a righteous way, it is so emotional and human that it makes people sigh."

Killing, ridicule, disdain, indifference...

How can the elders of the Yin Gui Sect tolerate all kinds of devilish methods and cruel words and deeds?

For every breath of human life, Buddha fights for every stick of incense.

The Great Elder's whole body was filled with fierce black flames. As he took a step forward, he also made a gesture behind him.

Li You's pupils suddenly dilated: "No..."

But before the words were spoken, the eight masters at the west city gate averted their eyes, refused to give him a chance, and pointed out, "The mantis's arm is like a chariot."

Boom boom boom boom…
To be continued...