Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

When this group of people was walking slowly towards the deep mountain, they had just walked out of the village not far away, when they saw a group of people from the Southwest Dharma Realm, waiting here respectfully.

They had flattering smiles on their faces, as if brain-dead fans were excited to see their idol arrive.

Especially after seeing Yi Congfeng and others coming, an old man who looked to be in his 70s or [-]s walked forward respectfully with a group of practitioners behind him.

"Hi Zhuangzhu Yi, I am Ying Masan, the president of the Southwest Dharma Cultivation Association. We have been waiting here for a long time to welcome the Zhuangzhu and everyone here."

"These days, we have been tortured by that devil, and even more so under the oppression of ghosts and monsters, it is difficult to survive. This time, with Master Yi taking the lead, we can finally usher in spring in the Southwest Dharma Realm!"

Ying Masan said very respectfully, it was like a little brother meeting a big brother, every word and deed was full of flattery.

After he finished speaking, the group of practitioners from the southwestern region behind him laughed again and again.

"Yes yes yes, with Master Yi and Mingjian Villa here, we are willing to follow you around and step down the 36 gates of ghosts together!"

"Take down the 36 gates and kill the demon king Chen Yifan!"

"Let Chen Yifan never be reincarnated, and let there be no more demons like this in the world!"

All practitioners of the law were filled with righteous indignation, and each of them seemed to have become the embodiment of justice, wishing to smash Chen Yifan's body into thousands of pieces immediately.

However, Yi Congfeng's face was indifferent and he was not moved at all.

Seeing this, Ying Masan hurriedly bowed to salute, and said cautiously.

"Master Yi, the 36 gates of the ghost path are extremely hidden, but I have already found their headquarters, which can save Master Yi a lot of time."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yi Congfeng turned his head with great interest, and looked at Ying Ma Sandao in front of him.

"We still have a lot of time, but you have no time."

What he said made Ying Masan and the other practitioners froze in place, for a moment they didn't understand Yi Congfeng's meaning at all.

But soon, Yi Congfeng told them the answer.

This answer completely froze the flattering smiles on their faces.

"I said before I came here that what I want to level is the entire Southwest Dharma practice world." After the words fell, he rushed forward with a wave of vigor, and even charged towards a group of Dharma practitioners.

I don't know how long these qi energies have been condensed, and they are completely solidified, like the most ruthless killing machine, bombarding everyone.

The practitioners' bodies were inherently fragile. At this moment, they had no defense at all, and it was too late to cast spells. Their bodies exploded and turned into streaks of blood-colored mist.

The change came so suddenly that everyone was dumbfounded in place, their minds were in a daze, and they didn't even want to understand what happened.

Obviously, they were happy to welcome many martial arts experts in the last second, but in the next second, they became lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the hands of these experts.

The owner of Famous Sword Villa actually did such a despicable and indecent thing like a surprise attack, which made all of them doubt whether they were dazzled.

They don't need to think about this question for too long, the icy breath has already forced their minds to wake up.

A famous martial arts expert launched an attack at the same time, and killed them in all directions.

"Kill!" A simple word became the beginning of Death's harvest of life. In just a moment, everyone in the Southwest Cultivation Realm had suffered heavy casualties.

When the time had just passed 30 seconds, all the powerhouses in the cultivation world fell into a pool of blood, and only Yingma Sanyi was able to stand tremblingly in place.

It's just that the current him doesn't have the slightest demeanor of the president of the Southwest Dharma Practice Association, his eyes gradually lose focus, and he looks at the corpses all over the place stupidly.

"This? How did this happen? Why did it become like this?" Ying Masan's body was trembling constantly, almost roaring with all his strength.

"Why are you doing this! We are going to smash the 36 gates of ghosts together! Why are you doing this!"

Looking at Ma Yingsan who was almost crazy, Ying Masan looked indifferent and said word by word.

"Our Mingjian Villa has to do one thing. There have never been so many reasons, only thinking and not wanting."

"I want to flatten your southwest practice world, so I did it."

"This is the style of our Mingjian Villa."

With a faint word, mixed with a shocking sword aura, Ying Masan's face was still full of disbelief, but a line of blood had already appeared on his neck.

In the underground martial arts forum at the moment, everyone is paying attention to this incredible live broadcast.

When they saw all the practitioners fell down, they finally couldn't help but boil.

I don't know how many warriors are typing and posting frantically at this moment, venting their emotions.

"Hahaha, kill all these cultivators, we warriors are the strongest."

"Is the famous sword villa finally going to rise again? Lead our hidden martial arts sect into a new glory."

"First destroy this group of cultivators, and then crush everything about that lunatic. The real martial arts will surely shine brightly under the leadership of Mingjian Villa."

All the famous warriors were discussing the live broadcast, especially those sect warriors who were hidden from the world, they were even more excited.

They have been immersed in this arena for too long, and they are really eager to reappear in the arena and let the world see their demeanor, and this killing is just the beginning.

Just like what Yi Congfeng himself said, what they want to level up is the entire southwest Dharma realm.

As they continued to penetrate into the territory of the Southwest Ghost Dao, all the sects of cultivation hidden in the mountains and forests on the road were easily trampled down by them.

"Heh, is this the so-called mysterious cultivator? In front of us warriors, he is simply vulnerable."

"The most powerful thing in this world is indeed martial arts!"

More and more martial artists are mobilized by this momentum, and it is difficult to conceal the excitement in their hearts.

At this time, a famous practitioner stood up and began to resist the attack of the famous sword villa.

They knew that they were helpless in the face of such an existence, but they never thought of backing down, because they all knew that as long as they could stand still for a second longer, one more young man in the sect could escape.

"Go to the 36 gates of the ghost way! As long as Mr. Xueyu returns, these murderers are nothing at all!"

The most resolute orders were issued from the major sects of cultivation, and these young people could not refuse at all.

"Famous Sword Villa! When Mr. Xueyu comes back, we will definitely let you pay with blood!" A young man ran towards the depths of the mountain forest with endless hatred in his heart.