"No!" Luo Fengxia said flatly: "I don't believe Ye Jinglong can learn the forbidden technique. I want him to visualize it on the spot."
Miao Feng waved his hand and said, "I don't think it's necessary!"
Luo Fengxia looked at Miao Feng: "Master Feng, as a protector, you have repeatedly protected Ye Jinglong, what are your intentions?"
Miao Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Luo Fengxia, if you want to be a mad dog, I don't mind beating the dog."
As soon as Miao Feng's words came out, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly solidified, but Luo Fengxia said: "Just now, you kept saying that a guardian cannot convince people with force, what's wrong now?"
Miao Feng's face became extremely ugly, and Lin Xi also said: "Master Feng, what Master Luo said is right. Now that we are here, we must find out the matter clearly to avoid any future troubles."
The Ninth Prince immediately said: "Brother Miao, since they are determined to get to the Yellow River, let them get to the bottom of it! Otherwise, after today, they will find other guardians to uphold justice, which will be endless."
Miao Feng suppressed his anger and said: "Okay, if you want to check, then check it out. Who has a wordless book on forbidden arts?"
"No need!" Ye Sanqi said: "My apprentice has learned the forbidden technique."
Luo Fengxia's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Old Chang, go over and try Ye Jinglong's forbidden technique."
"Yes!" Uncle Chang stepped towards the field.
The Ninth Prince said: "Using forbidden magic will definitely kill someone. Do you want to fight to the death, my friend?"
Luo Fengxia pressed forward step by step: "The people of Luoye Village are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that you dare not let others test you."
Ye Sanqi suddenly said: "Do it!"
I appeared in the field as soon as I moved. The butler, Uncle Chang, didn't even give me a chance to prepare. He even gave up on the secret technique and directly swayed his body and raised his palm to slap me in the face.
Although the Qimen Secret Technique is overbearing, it requires a certain amount of preparation time. Uncle Chang just wanted to kill me during this period of time.
"Bold!" Miao Feng and the Lin brothers stood up at the same time and shouted angrily. None of them expected that Uncle Chang would go on a killing spree at this moment, and it was already too late to stop him.
As soon as the evil smile appeared on Uncle Chang's face, hundreds of steel knives with a length of more than one meter appeared out of thin air within ten meters around me. The blades radiating cold light formed a small mountain of knives. Standing in front of Uncle Chang, the endless murderous intent brought by Sensen's white blade swept the entire place like a violent wind. Even the disciples of Luoyezhuang outside the courtyard were frightened by the brutal murderous intent and retreated repeatedly.
It was too late for Uncle Chang to stop his attack, so he could only pounce on the sharp blade that was right in front of him.
"Stop!" When the situation was reversed in an instant, Luo Fengxia and Feng Nian also panicked. They wanted to stop Uncle Chang but were too late. They watched helplessly as Uncle Chang rushed towards the cold blade.
A second later, the scene that appeared in front of them stunned everyone.
Uncle Chang couldn't stop his steps. Under the action of inertia, his body passed through the knife mountain without any damage. However, his soul was taken out of the body by Daoshan and stayed behind the body.
Two figures appeared in everyone's sight. One figure was still running desperately between the mountains of knives, while the other one landed on the mountain of knives and screamed in agony.
After Uncle Chang's body rushed five or six meters away, he fell to the ground with his eyes turned white.
I formed a seal with both hands and pointed at the sword mountain and shouted angrily: "Destroy the soul——"
Where the sound fell, runes flashed on the sword mountain, and golden runes were like chains wrapped around the blade, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to the gloomy and violent sword mountain out of thin air. Looking carefully, it makes people feel that it is those runes that have moved the hell of sword mountain into the human world, imprisoning the power of hell, and killing enemies and souls in the human world.
"Stop!" Luo Yunxi cried and rushed towards the mountain of swords: "Stop it! Uncle Chang is about to lose his mind!"
I subconsciously turned my head to look at Ye Sanqi, only to see him staring in the direction of Luo Fengxia with an expressionless face. He was guarding against Luoye Village's sneak attack.
The Ninth Prince waved his fan and stood up: "Ye Jinglong, you won't forget what we taught you, right?"
"Kill -" I no longer hesitated, and moved my hands outward at the same time. The sharp blade on the knife mountain expanded outward with my gesture, tearing Uncle Chang's soul into pieces alive.
As the green phosphorus fire fell downwards, the cold sword mountain slowly sank to the ground. Everything in the scene became calm again, but the divine power and killing intent left by the sword mountain hell condensed in the air for a long time.
Although I summoned the Sword Mountain Hell to destroy my opponent, he seemed to have collapsed and fell to the ground covered in sweat.
Ye Sanqi said expressionlessly: "The winner has been decided, the people from Luoye Village come and collect the bodies!"
The eighteen levels of hell are punishments for ghosts. Even if they are summoned to the human world by me, they can only kill their souls but not their bodies. Uncle Chang's soul shattered into phosphorus fire, but his body remained intact.
Luo Yunxi hugged Uncle Chang's body and cried bitterly: "Ye Sanqi, Ye Jinglong, you are too cruel, you have shattered Uncle Chang's soul! You killed someone and didn't even give him a chance to be reincarnated." .”
"Ye Sanqi, Uncle Chang has always regarded you as his nephew, but you killed him. Are you still a human being?"
Ye Sanqi stood up but ignored Luo Yunxi's crying and scolding.
I can probably understand Ye Sanqi's thoughts. There is no point in arguing with Luo Yunxi now.
The moment I faced off against Uncle Chang, let alone being merciful, even if I had even the slightest hesitation, my head would be crushed by his palm and I would be killed on the spot.
In this case, do I dare to bet that Uncle Chang would let me live at the last moment for Ye Sanqi's sake? I'm afraid no one would dare to try it.
At this moment, I realized that what the Ninth Prince said to me was the truth in the world.
In the storms of the world, there is only coldness without warmth.
Ye Sanqi looked straight at Luo Fengxia, who was shaking with anger: "The forbidden technique my apprentice visualized is the eighteenth level of hell. Now, do you still have any doubts?"
Luo Fengxia roared angrily: "How could a disciple of the Qi Sect visualize the eighteen levels of hell? I think Ye Jinglong did not use the Qi Sect's forbidden technique, but the evil technique of Wean Sheng."
The Ninth Prince also stood up: "Then how do you explain the runes on the knife mountain?"
The Ninth Prince had long been prepared for the people of Luoye Village to use the Eighteenth Level of Hell to cause trouble, so he deliberately asked me how to set the runes in the hell scene.
In fact, those runes have no actual meaning, they just make the scene of the eighteen levels of hell look more like a strange secret technique.
Feng Nian said in a deep voice: "Those runes are all illusions, to cover up Ye Jinglong's use of the victory-weary technique. I want to verify it again."
Ye Sanqi's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Does your Feng family want to be exterminated?"
