Chapter 87 [Here comes the Yin family]
In the shadows, a figure finally emerged, almost in the blind spot of everyone. The door was quietly opened, and then a figure quickly flashed in without attracting anyone's attention.
Ge Xian, who was almost successful in Xiaoyaobu, was like a ghost at this moment, feeling the pleasure of being invisible.
The room was large and divided into inner and outer rooms. Ge Xian was familiar with this structure, so he no longer hid his figure and walked directly inside.
Waves of lustful sounds were heard, and Ge Xian calmed down, and his spiritual sense sensed that a woman with light steps was coming towards him.
With a finger pointing at the other party, the woman instantly became paralyzed, and was arranged aside by Ge Xian. She turned a blind eye to other scenery and still maintained a high degree of concentration.
After entering the room, he saw a large-scale scene that was inappropriate for children. Seeing him, a stranger, suddenly appear, these women were about to scream, but they were swept away by Ge Xian's energy from the air. , all fainted, and Yin Zhengtian finally came to his senses.
The two days of indulgence had dulled many of his senses. At this moment, seeing Ge Xian looking at him leisurely, he panicked and took out a pistol from under the pillow. He was about to raise his arm, but found that his arm He has lost consciousness and become numb.
"You...don't mess around..." Yin Zhengtian held his arms and said with an inward look, regardless of his body's wretched state.
Ge Xian's spiritual consciousness scanned his body and found that the other party's life force was much more depleted than before. If he originally had a lifespan of a hundred years, he was only seventy years old now.
He recalled the previous conversation between the two guards from the Changchun faction, and knew that Yin Zhengtian was probably over-taking that Laodang Yizhuang pill, and his endless indulgence had led to the loss of his own vitality.
"Yin Zhengtian, you are really big-hearted. Since your Yin family has declared war with me, you still dare to be so lax. You really don't care about life and death." Ge Xian's voice at this moment seemed cold and ruthless, with the aura of a killer.
"Haha, you don't know, right? We have a female companion next to you to advise you not to be impulsive." Yin Zhengtian talked to delay, while slowly getting out of bed and walking towards a corner of the room.
Ge Xian saw it and raised a finger to point out a cabinet in the corner when Yin Zhengtianfei was about to touch it.
The strong wind penetrated his body and immediately made him stay in place. Then Ge Xian kicked him to the ground, stepped on the side of his cheek, and sneered: "Yin Zhengtian, I invite you to a place to be a guest."
After saying that, he manipulated Xiaoyao Ling to create a strong suction force, sucking him directly into the space and imprisoning him in the ruined Cangluo County that had not yet had time to clean up.
"What... place is this?" Yin Zhengtian was wandering naked in the city. He still couldn't understand how he came to this place. He just felt that Ge Xian was extremely weird and it was difficult for him to resist.
There was a rumble in the sky, and after that, a familiar voice, that of Ge Xian, echoed in the sky: "Yin Zhengtian, until the Yin family and I have no victory or defeat, you can stay here. If you can't wait any longer, you can't wait any longer. If you can't help it, you can choose to commit suicide, and I will collect your body for you."
"Gexian, if you have the guts... aren't you afraid that our Yin family will kill all your family members?" Yin Zhengtian threatened ferociously.
There was silence for a while, and Yin Zhengtian suddenly laughed wildly, thinking that he had pinched Ge Xian's weakness.
"If you know what's going on, let me go, or else - destroy your whole family!" Yin Zhengtian raised his arms and roared loudly at the sky.
boom!
A bolt of thunder immediately struck down and cut off one of Yin Zhengtian's arms, causing blood to spurt out.
Ten seconds later, a spiritual light came over and landed on the broken arm, which stopped the wound from bleeding, but the arm did continue to remain on the ground.
"I...my hands..." Yin Zhengtian couldn't believe his eyes. A moment ago, he was still a man with intact hands and feet, but now he has one arm.
Ge Xian's voice sounded again: "This is just a warning, there will be no next time."
Yin Zhengtian tremblingly picked up his severed arm and huddled in a corner on the dilapidated street. Only then did he understand that not everyone would give face to the Yin family, and he was nothing special. The other party wanted to kill him. It is also as easy as slaughtering a chicken or a dog.
After Ge Xian imprisoned Yin Zhengtian, he no longer concealed his traces, but walked out of the room in a big way.
The guards near the door were stunned for a moment, then realized and rushed towards him.
But they quickly flew backwards at a faster speed. Although these guards were all martial arts masters, they had no time to take action in front of Ge Xian, a cultivator.
The alarm here spread quickly, and the assassins and martial arts masters buried around them rushed out one after another, but they soon fell into entanglement and shock. They saw that with Ge Xian's punches and kicks, their companions flew out one by one, and there was no one at all. After joining together, they immediately retreated subconsciously.
"Shoot!" Suddenly someone drew a gun and shot.
But Ge Xian's spiritual consciousness instantly hit the person holding the gun, causing them to suffer severe dizziness and fall to the ground one after another.
Boom!
The sniper ambushing in the dark still fired, but Ge Xian raised the spiritual shield almost the moment before he pulled the trigger. After the bullet hit, it bounced away, revealing the powerful side of the spiritual shield.
The sniper's position was exposed after he fired, and he was swept out by Ge Xian's tooth blade and chopped into two pieces.
The remaining sniper's aura was somewhat disordered when he saw this scene. He was caught by Ge Xian and fainted with a spiritual attack.
In less than a minute, the surrounding guards, ambushing killers, warriors, etc. either escaped or lay down. Those who did not really lose their lives were the few who fired.
"You mortals, get out of the way!" A man's voice echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone felt that a shadow was shrouding them, but it was a man with a huge black mole on his face.
It was a disciple of the Changchun sect who came, and there was another person not far away, but this person seemed a bit conceited and did not join forces with his fellow sect.
Ge Xian had already paid attention to these two people. Under the induction of his spiritual sense, he knew that both of them were in the innate realm. These were not ordinary cultivators. If he had met them before retreating, it would have been very difficult now, but Now...
When Han Zhao was scanned by Ge Xian's spiritual consciousness just now, his heart trembled, and he felt that the other party was not easy to deal with. However, he had also seen the information about Ge Xian, who was a cultivator in the human world who had only started practicing in the past two years. It has not been baptized by the spiritual world, and is only in the early stages of innateness at best.
"Boy, I will let you know what a real innate strong man looks like." As Han Zhao jumped high, a ray of light flew out of his sleeves, and soon fell on his hand, turning into a long hammer. This is His magic weapon is of mortal level.
This long hammer is about two meters long and looks like a tiger's head. The surface of the hammer is constantly flowing with golden luster, which seems to be blessed by some special power.
"Take my hammer!" Han Zhao faced Ge Xian and hit him with a hammer.
Ge Xian already had the Ruyi Stick in his hand at this time. He clenched it with both hands and poured spiritual power into it, which directly caused the stick to expand and reach two meters in length.
"Eat my grandson...eat my old Ge with a stick!" Ge Xian playfully imitated the tone of a certain mythical hero he liked, and hit him with a stick from bottom to top.
Bang!
The collision of the wishful stick and the tiger-head hammer caused a violent impact, which exploded Yin Zhengtian's yard. The wall collapsed, and the warriors and killers who had originally planned to lie down and pretend to be dead ran away desperately for their lives.
Han Zhao felt the power coming from the long hammer, and was still surprised. He didn't expect that Ge Xian's magic power was not as weak as he thought, and could actually be as powerful as himself.
"Come again!" He waved the long hammer again, and a strong wind blew around him. His whole body began to swell, and he suddenly grew nearly ten centimeters taller.
As a result, Han Zhao's height reached nearly three meters. In front of him, Ge Xian's height of nearly 1.9 meters still looked like a child.
However, he did not bother to use this kind of magic to cause visual impact. The wishful stick in his hand continued to expand, reaching five meters directly, and the weight also reached two thousand kilograms. The feeling of Ge Xian using it at this time was just right.
The long hammer was very light under Han Zhao's dance. At the same time, as his attack speed increased, Ge Xian heard the roar of a tiger in his ears. It seemed that the opponent had a good hammering technique. In comparison, his stick The law has no system and relies entirely on one's own imagination.
The golden light of the long hammer bloomed, producing sparks, while Ge Xian's Ruyi stick was powerful and heavy, defeating the enemy purely with force.
Roar!
Han Zhao held the long hammer with both hands, stuck to Ge Xian and chased him fiercely. The shadow of the long hammer's head bloomed, and a golden tiger head appeared. It opened its mouth and roared. The sound wave directly made Ge Xian feel... Dizziness.
"Not good!" Ge Xian immediately threw out the Wishful Stick, controlling it with his will and using it as a distraction.
On the one hand, he controlled the Ruyi Stick to erupt with numerous stick shadows to contain Han Zhao's ferocious attacks. On the other hand, he controlled the spiritual shield to float around his body and spin at high speed, blocking Han Zhao's attacks one by one.
The dizziness lasted for two seconds before Ge Xian woke up. Han Zhao secretly thought it was a pity and picked up the hammer again and hit the ground hard.
This was a move in his "Crazy Lion Hammer Technique", called "Shaking the Ground". The ground shook rapidly. Ge Xian was unsteady for a moment and continued to fall into defense.
Seeing this, Han Zhao opened his mouth and spit out another rainbow light. This rainbow light was known to be strong in the wind, but it was a silver soft sword. It became straight as it shook and made a hissing sound.
Ge Xian's spiritual sense sensed this soft sword and found that it exuded bursts of cold air, which was a bit evil.
"As expected of a disciple of a major sect in the spiritual world, he has many treasures in his hands." Ge Xian jumped up and left the ground. The spiritual shield was still spinning, but it seemed that it was almost approaching the damage limit.
The soft sword suddenly disappeared after shaking for a while. Ge Xian immediately controlled the spiritual shield to spin even more crazily to protect himself.
A crisp sound came, and the spiritual shield was pierced by the software, shattered directly, and turned into countless light spots. At the same time, the soft sword continued unabated and pierced directly towards Ge Xian's heart.
"Dead!" Han Zhao put away the long hammer and put it on his shoulder, watching this scene with a smile.
The Changchun sect disciple in the distance also thought that Ge Xian was hopeless at this time, and his expression turned out to be a bit regretful: "It turns out that with only such little ability, it is really a waste that the sect leader sent so many of us."
After the soft sword pierced the spiritual shield, it pierced into Ge Xian's body again, but soon, someone saw the clues. Ge Xian's body actually dissipated directly, and the light spot that had been shattered by the spiritual shield was directed towards someone. In a certain direction, he turned into a streak of light and chased after him.
"No way?" Han Zhao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Ge Xian escaped at such a close range.
Fifty meters away, Ge Xian appeared, with a dull pain on the skin of his chest. Although he had used Wind Step to avoid it just now, the cold spiritual power on the soft sword still made him feel uncomfortable.
"This Changchun Sect doesn't seem to be a righteous sect." Ge Xian felt a trace of cold spiritual power invade his body, but it was quickly driven away under the suppression of Xiaoyao Jue's spiritual power.
At this time, the soft sword turned around and stabbed again. Ge Xian retracted the wishful stick, raised his hand and released a tooth blade.
The strength of the tooth blade was far from its usual power at this time. When Ge Xian became a little more serious, this move directly cut off the soft sword.
No!
The soft sword let out a mournful cry and burned directly. It was also a mortal magic weapon. Ge Xian's eyes lit up, he stretched out his palm and sucked it, directly packed the remnants of the soft sword, and then threw it into his Xiaoyao Ling.
Han Zhao screamed. He never expected that the "Cold Stone Sword" given to him by his master would be cut off, causing his eyes to suddenly turn red. This is not the "Golden Scale Tiger Hammer" in his hand, but a magic weapon that has grown to the spiritual level. Now - it has been destroyed by Ge Xian, it is simply irreconcilable!
"I want your life!" At this time, Han Zhao desperately raised the tiger-headed hammer, his spiritual power exploded, and his early innate spiritual pressure showed a majestic force.
Although they are both in the early stage of Xiantian, there will still be a huge difference in strength depending on the length of time they stay in this realm.
Although Han Zhao was only in the early stage of Xiantian at this moment, his spiritual pressure was no longer weaker than the mid stage. Perhaps as long as he was given some more time, he could advance to the mid stage.
On the other side, the fellow disciple who was originally waiting was named Yang Kang, with a bald head and a shiny head.
At this time, he felt something was wrong. The spiritual pressure emanating from Ge Xian was not in the early stage of innateness, but had vaguely reached the middle stage.
"Junior Brother Han, come back!" He jumped up and shouted towards Han Zhao, but at this time Han Zhao couldn't hear his reminder at all, and all he could think about was revenge for his Cold Stone Sword.
Ge Xian raised his eyes and stared at Han Zhao who raised his long hammer high, condensing all his spiritual power to give him a severe blow. He stretched out his hand and raised his palm, and a majestic spiritual power surged out. Driven by the force of his palm, Yin The government felt a surge of divine power coming.
The infinite palm of freedom!
Ge Xian used five points of his strength, and his palm print shot through the air!
"Break it open!" Han Zhao desperately hit the huge palm print in front of him. The golden-scaled tiger hammer erupted into a huge golden shadow, covering Han Zhao's whole body, as if a tiger opened its huge mouth and bit the palm print. superior.
collapse!
Unfortunately, this tiger miscalculated the power of the palm seal. This was not a palm seal, but an indestructible five-fingered mountain.
Han Zhao's whole body was hit by a palm, and the golden-scaled tiger hammer was shattered. His skin was torn, and he fell from the air dripping with blood. Fortunately, he was held up by his fellow student Yang Kang behind him. This man was very slippery and knew He was not as strong as Ge Xian, so he immediately carried his seriously injured fellow student on his back. Two more haloes of light appeared under his feet, and he jumped into the air and flew deep into the Yin Mansion.
The remaining part of the Golden Scale Tiger Hammer was recovered again, and Ge Xian planned to use it as a material to refine his Ruyi Stick. He remembered that Chen Churui said that more materials could be continuously incorporated in the future to continuously improve the quality of the Ruyi Stick.
"It's a pity that I don't have a good set of stick skills..." Ge Xian thought of Han Zhao's good hammering skills just now, and was a little envious. Although he had Ruyi stick, he didn't have the corresponding stick skills, more so. With the power of Xiaoyao Jue and the power of magic weapon.
However, at the moment, it is difficult for him to find a suitable stick technique, so he is prepared to deal with it first and then talk about it later.
After the battle just now, the Yin Mansion was completely in a state of excitement. It has been many years, I am afraid it has been decades, and someone has actually arrived in the Yin Mansion, killing and injuring others.
The ancestor of the Yin family looked extremely gloomy and sneered repeatedly. Yin Sihai and other elders came to the ancestor and waited for his orders.
There are three generations under the ancestor of the Yin family, and Yin Sihai belongs to the second generation. Although he is not low in seniority, he is not very old, not yet thirty years old.
Yin Zhengtian is the third generation. As for the fourth generation, most of them are minors and are in their infancy or studying.
This is the main hall of the Yin Mansion. At this time, in addition to a group of Yin family members, there is also a group of people from other places, about seven or eight people, all wearing white sleeves and dark green robes on the chest and body.
The man's appearance suggested that he was about forty years old. There were a few long beards on the bottom of his cheeks and on his lips and chin. His hair was tied up with a hosta running through it.
There were several people standing behind him, all of them looked up to him, and they were of different ages.
A burst of human voices came, and the Taoist and the ancestor of the Yin family raised their heads at the same time and looked at the person.
It was an injured Changchun disciple. Yang Kang carried the unconscious Han Zhao on his back and came to the Taoist accompanied by two fellow disciples.
"Uncle Master, please save Junior Brother Han. He was injured by that boy. He was too impatient. Both the Cold Stone Sword and the Golden Scale Tiger Hammer were destroyed by the other party. The boy hid his strength. His cultivation is probably at the middle stage of Innate, even ...Maybe later.”
"Huh?" The Taoist opened his eyes. In an instant, everyone felt that the hall became bright, as if the other person's eyes had a dazzling effect.
Yang Kang put Han Zhao down, and the Taoist stood up, stretched out two fingers, and placed them on his heart. Suddenly, a force full of green vitality came out and began to heal Han Zhao's injuries.
However, at this moment, a powerful spiritual pressure gradually approached. While healing Han Zhao's injuries, the Taoist ordered the people around him: "You all go together!"
"Yes, Uncle Master." Except for Yang Kang and the seriously injured Han Zhao, the other nine people walked out of the hall and faced Ge Xian.
