Dragon Warrior

Han Xue shook her head and said: "It's too risky, they are here for you, if you go out with me, wouldn't it be self-inflicted? Brother Wu Yi, you should go to the black gold mine to hide for a while, you just got rid of the demon The control of the evil spirit, if you do it again, you will be injured, it is not worth it."

"No, this matter is caused by me, and I must not push Shenzong to the front. I, Wu Yi, will not sacrifice my brother in order to save my own life. Besides, I am just a little boy with a broken body and a serious injury." Xitian, what can I do?" Wu Yi left a sentence, and with a small fire, he flew across the body and disappeared in the central square in an instant. The speed was as fast as thunder and lightning, and he disappeared almost in a flash.

"Go, hurry to the gate of the city, you can't let Elder Wu Yi meet the enemy alone!" Han Xue hurriedly chased after him, and the disciple of the Shenshen Sect who was still hesitating just now saw a strong enemy coming to the door, abandoned distracting thoughts, followed Han Xue, and went Hurry to the entrance, the situation is critical, it's too late to think about it.

The defensive magic circle arranged by the Han family also has the ability to conceal the magic circle. Ordinary monks can't see through the mystery of it, and they don't even know the direction. I know very well that every year when new disciples are recruited, or inner disciples are promoted, they will order spiritual weapons from the Han family. They can be regarded as the two largest customers of the Han family. The price of making spiritual weapons for these two major sects requires It is much cheaper than in the world, and they get along fairly well on weekdays, but this time, they directly tore their skins, did not even say hello, and launched an attack brazenly, which is really too much.

"Oh my god, there are so many monks here, the situation is not good!" Wu Yi rushed to the gate of the city, taking a breath in his heart, the wilderness was densely packed with monks, most of them were wearing long robes, blue and white , with small swords embroidered on their chests, and the colors of the decorations are also different, representing their status and strength in Huayi Sect. At that moment, there was an unconcealable panic in his eyes, the scene that happened on Mount Sumeru was too frightening.

"Elder...Elder...they triggered the restriction as soon as they came up. They didn't say anything and just forcibly attacked the city. What should we do!"

"Xiao Xitian and Hua Yizong join forces to deal with us. I'm afraid the defensive circle won't last long. We must come up with a countermeasure early."

"These are all decent families. If you want to deal with us, at least give an explanation and do it directly. It's too domineering!"

As soon as Wu Yi showed up, the guard team at the gate of the city immediately rushed up, a little angry, but also a little scared and said that they were all the first batch of inner disciples selected, so they were entrusted with important tasks, and their performance was not bad. It is remarkable that manpower was deployed in the key positions of the magic circle at the first time. Facing the joint attack of the two sects, there was no chaos, and it was not easy to flee in all directions.

"Don't panic, you will definitely..." Wu Yi was about to comfort them, when he suddenly sensed the powerful aura of a god-level master, and when he looked back, he saw a huge sword crashing down with the force of thunder above the sky. The space was torn apart, revealing a dark and terrifying gap. The chill was piercing, as if it had penetrated the defensive light curtain and reached people's hearts.

"Qiu Shuihan! Linghu Yuanzhong is here too!"

Wu Yi is no stranger to this giant sword. He had experienced it in the Sumeru Realm, and had seen Linghuyu, the young patriarch of Huayi Sect, use it. It's just that it was not a real artifact, but an imitation. The aura is extremely similar, and it is absolutely impossible to be Linghuyu, but a real god-level master who can erupt such a powerful aura at this moment.

When he was in Taohuayuan, Shao Tianhua briefly introduced Xiao Xitian and Huayi sect to Wu Yi. According to the information he had, the only god-level master of Huayi sect was Linghu Yuanzhong, the suzerain of Huayi sect. Self-contained, sinister and vicious, he is an extremely difficult character. At this moment, he senses such a fierce aura, except for Linghu Yuanzhong, he can't think of anyone else.

If this sword strikes above the defensive light curtain, even if the magic circle cannot be broken through, those disciples guarding the nodes of the magic circle must be severely injured. The power roared out and turned into a shield, blocking Qiu Shuihan who landed in the air.

"when……"

The crisp sound of impact resounded through the sky, and the dazzling light made it impossible to see. Two powerful waves of energy collided together, the hurricane danced, the ground trembled and the mountains shook, and the entire defensive circle shook violently, but it quickly regained its stability. , and high above the sky, there is a middle-aged man who seems to be in his fifties standing on the giant sword with his hands behind his back, his clothes are fluttering, and he is hunting. It is the Suzerain of Huayi Sect, Linghu Yuanzhong, and the only god-level master of Huayi Sect.

"You are Wu Yi?" Linghu Yuanzhong controlled Qiu Shuihan, slowly descended to the height opposite Wu Yi, and asked in a cold voice. Although he had never seen Wu Yi before, he cut off Qiu Shuihan's attack power just now. It is inferred that there is no one else except Wu Yi.

When he heard the name Wu Yi for the first time, he was just a little monk in China, but he accidentally obtained the secret treasure of the God King, beat a group of proud sons from the Tianyuan Continent to death, and even directly killed the blood bat palace. The Young Palace Master was cold-blooded, and this incident caused quite a stir, but everyone believed that Wu Yi was able to do all this because he had obtained the inheritance of the God-King.

Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, Wu Yi directly stepped into the God King Realm, and completely disrupted the order of the Tianyuan Continent, turning the martial arts cultivation world into a mess, and even led a group of demon cultivators, On Mount Sumeru, he successively attacked and killed Dude and Duer, two god-level masters, and severely injured Xiao Xitian, the number one sect in Tianyuan. This series of changes made Linghu Yuanzhong full of curiosity about Wu Yi, until now Standing opposite him, he still couldn't believe that this white-haired but still young monk would have such terrifying energy.

"Yes, I am Wu Yi." Wu Yi responded frankly, there is no need to hide this identity.

Linghu Yuanzhong said expressionlessly: "Very good, hand over the Potianji and the Golden Cauldron, destroy your own dantian, and go to the Tianshen Palace to plead guilty and subdue the law. The Lord can keep your whole body."

"Damn it, like a son like a father, you and your pussy son are just like a bird. They are not very capable, but they are not small!" Wu Yi's lungs were about to explode, pointing at his nose and cursing road.