People in the world say that gods fight and mortals suffer.

But Wang Yi was excluded.

On the contrary, the more powerful the fight between gods and immortals is, the more they can force him to a desperate situation. Only then can his billion adventure system be fully utilized!

So no matter what the person who came was Bai Wenhu from the "Xuemo Academy", or the holy son of the "Langya Holy Land" behind him.

For Wang Yi.

They are all the same and pitiful supporting actors, stepping stones!

"Bai Wenhu!"

In the living room, the atmosphere was cold. Mu Feiye stood up, his eyes were filled with murderous aura, and said, "So, your Xuemo Academy has become the lackey of the Holy Son?"

"Don't say so badly!"

Bai Wenhu was not showing any weakness, and his robe was windy. He slapped the table and stood up, "Zhongzhou Region and Youzhou Region were originally under the protection of the Holy Son. Your holy bone is used to respect the Holy Son, and it is natural!"

"Besides, you don't understand the method of fusion of holy bones at all. Staying here with you is a waste of resources. Why not give the Holy Son a favor?"

"But you, you don't!"

"You are not indifferent to the Holy Son, and it is normal for you to let me deal with you!"

Mu Feiye sneered and said, "Okay, you always say you want to deal with me, I don't know if you have this ability!"

Bai Wenhu also snorted: "Then let's take the call!"

Bang!

Bai Wenhu's true energy was shocked, and the walls and interior furnishings around the living room suddenly exploded into flat ground and became a battlefield!

Whoosh-

Wang Yi hurriedly gathered the true energy barrier and flew away quickly, so he was not affected.

Looking back.

It was discovered that Lan Tongxi, Yu Ming and Qian Yicai were gathered together and were hiding behind his butt.

How do you say this scene?

Eagle catching chicken game, the sense of déjà vu of the hen!

Wang Yi: "What are you two doing?"

Yu Ming smiled awkwardly and said, "It's nothing, I just think the place behind the King of Sects is better."

“Yes.”

Qian Yicai also echoed with awkward smile and said, "The land of Taiyin is extremely cold, the king's butt is big, and the back is leeing!"

Wang Yi: “…”

"Don't look at me."

Wang Yi looked at Lan Tongxi again, and she looked calm and said with a stern voice, "Kunxu Mountain is my sect. I can stand wherever I want, what's wrong?"

Wang Yi: “…”

Three top quality!

The desire to survive is very strong and very real!

It turns out that these three people regard themselves as shelter?

call out!

In the battlefield.

The top scholar pen behind Bai Wenhu was held in his right hand at some point.

On his left hand, there was an inkstone. The ink was dark and deep, and there was a faint blood-colored light that kept flashing!

Swish!

Bai Wenhu held a pen and dipped it in ink and wrote a big regular word "quan" in the air!

As soon as the handwriting fell, the blood ink fainted like ripples. Suddenly the wind and clouds changed suddenly, the sound of fists roared, and a huge fist of true qi condensed out of it and punched Mu Feiye!

The Blood Mo Academy uses the top scholar's pen as a spiritual weapon and the blood Mo as spiritual liquid, and combines true energy to create a unique killer move.

Hold the pen and write!

If there is wind, there is rain. If there is rain, the book "kill" can kill people, and the book "destroy" can destroy everything.

After practicing to the extreme, even writing the word "gods and demons" can condense into the shadow of gods and demons, descending to the mortal world, with the power of gods and demons!

"Ten years ago, I was a defeated general under my command. I haven't seen him for ten years. I have made a lot of progress, but you still can't beat me!"

call--

Mu Feiye's body shook, and the ancient symbols on his cheeks shone brightly.

The dark blue jacket suddenly fell off, spread out in the air, and shook, Bai Wenhu's huge fist was blocked and disappeared.

Dark blue jacket!

It seems to be just an ordinary robe, but in fact it is a spiritual weapon of Mu Feiye, a treasure robe called "Jia Lan's Robe"!

Mu Feiye comes from a down-and-out wealthy sect in the Holy Land of Langya. He has a profound martial arts background, especially in the talisman path, and has a deep study.

On the Jialan robe, strange symbols appeared in seal script.

It was Mu Feiye who used special means to merge into it, like hundreds of small formations. Once opened, a chain reaction will occur, which can attack and defend, and has endless wonderful uses!

"Ten years ago, I was indeed no match for you."

A punch failed. Bai Wenhu looked at Mu Feiye and said calmly, "Today, I not only want to take away the holy bones for the Holy Son, but also want to avenge a single arrow ten years ago!"

Rumble!

On the top scholar's pen, there was a fire, and he painted the golden hook and silver, and wrote the word "quan" again, but the word "quan" became a crazy cursive style!

The sudden flames burst out were the life span of heaven that had burned for a full ten years, increasing the power of this punch by more than ten times!

Buzz!

The punch was blown out, and the snow was rolled up to a foot thick and splashed around.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Mu Feiye's face changed drastically and hesitated no longer. His life span of life for twenty years was burning.

On Jialan's robe, fire flashed.

The talismans were like alchemy in fire, with golden light shining brightly, as if they were about to turn into diamonds and gems, and their power was enhanced.

It was still rotating continuously, and a huge blue vortex formed in the void, like the deep sea eye, and it was about to absorb the huge fist!

"Do you think twenty years of lifespan can stop me?"

Bai Wenhu sneered, and the top scholar waved his pen, and the "fist" of cursive script hit Jia Lan's robe.

"You, can you see through me? Could it be that it is the sixth level of the Death Realm?"

Mu Feiye was shocked and wanted to burn more life spans, but it was too late.

He never expected that after ten years, Bai Wenhu would have been promoted to three levels in a row from the third level of the Death Realm of the Death Realm, reaching the sixth level of the Death Realm, and able to crush his fifth level of the Death Realm!

Chih--

As the "fist" of the mad cursive script fell, Jia Lan's robe suddenly cracked a few holes, and the talismans on it burst into pieces like streaming fire, like chaotic fireworks.

puff--

Mu Feiye's mouthful of blood was ejected with the fireworks.

The power of this punch was strong and fierce, breaking at least half of his meridians!

He was defeated!

He regrets it!

I regret that I was too careless and that I still had many methods that I had not used, so I was seriously injured and lost my combat effectiveness!

"A mere ants, and still want to go against the Holy Son? Trash!"

Bai Wenhu walked over, grabbed Mu Feiye, threw it hard, and threw it in front of Wang Yi and others.

"Bai Wenhu..."

Mu Feiye struggled to stand up and said with a slutty smile, "Your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and it is also the credit of the Holy Son."

"good."

Bai Wenhu smiled proudly and said, "The Holy Son not only gave me secret skills and pills to help me advance to the sixth level of the Death Realm, but also cracked the ancient formation of the Blood Ink Pond of the Blood Ink Academy. The power of the Blood Ink born in it is even more pure!"

"With this power of blood ink, don't talk about me, even any elder of the Blood Ink Academy has the power to fight with you!"

“…”

Mu Feiye was speechless.
To be continued...