Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

"The 36 gates of ghosts, these scum of the world of cultivation, today will finally be a thing of the past!"

"Master Yi is worthy of being a master of the contemporary swordsmanship, this last sword is simply a sword of heaven and man."

Everyone was so excited that they frantically posted and replied to vent their joy.

A moment ago, they saw that the people in Mingjian Villa were completely suppressed, and those who were suppressed by the formation were seriously injured and almost lost. It was only a matter of time.

Unexpectedly, Yi Congfeng's sudden attack turned the whole battle situation around in an instant.

When they saw the unwilling face of that well-known ghost master, their hearts were even more inexplicably happy, and they wished they could commit suicide in the southwest now.

"Hehehe, from now on, there will be no more 36 gates of ghosts in this world. In this world, after all, I am the warrior who is better."

"It's a pity that the devil, Chen Yifan, isn't here, otherwise we can solve it together."

"I'm afraid that devil never imagined in his dreams that a real martial arts expert would be so terrifying. I really hope to see his astonished face right away."

The warriors on many forums were very excited. They almost all decided at this moment that the final winner must be Mingjian Villa, warriors like them.

And the 36 gates of ghosts will disappear forever in this world.

Not only them, but even the forum reporters who followed were mentally prepared to broadcast the final victory.

"As expected of the once overlord of the rivers and lakes, Mingjian Villa, it is true that generations of talents have emerged in large numbers, enough to lead the entire martial arts world forward!"

"Master Yi is mighty, and I hope that Master Yi will get rid of the cancer of the 36 sects of ghosts and kill Chen Yifan, the demon king!"

Even these reporters couldn't help shouting excitedly at this moment.

They ignored the angry eyes of all the ghosts, just waiting for the last moment, so that they could record this historic moment with the cameras in their hands.

At this time, the smell of blood was already strong in the mountains and forests, and traces of blood could be seen everywhere on the ground.

Even the vegetation has been stained dark red by blood.

All the masters of the 36 gates of the Ghost Dao were seriously injured, bleeding everywhere on their bodies, if a timid person took a look at them, they would probably pass out on the spot.

"Damn it!" Many ghost sect masters gritted their teeth and stared at Yi Congfeng who was walking forward step by step.

They all know that the bones are the most powerful combat force here, once the bones fall, the entire 36 ghost paths will be completely wiped out.

They wanted to make a move, but they couldn't dodge the siege in front of them.

It was because of their short-term distraction that a wave of vigor hit them, adding new scars to the already unbearable body.

Several people retreated, their bodies leaned against the trunk of the big tree, and finally they couldn't hold back, their bodies seemed to lose their strength, and they fell backwards limply.

If it weren't for the support of these big trees, I'm afraid they would all be completely limp on the ground now.

At this moment, the top fighters of the 36 sects of Ghost Dao completely lost their strength to fight.

Everyone in the ghost way fell into despair.

Even many people from the southwestern Dharma world who entered the forum had a look of despair and unwilling pain in their eyes.

The white bone real person lost his combat power after being cut with a sword, and the master of the 36 ghost schools lost the ability to continue fighting.

I am afraid that the entire Southwest Cultivation Realm will be completely ups and downs at the foot of Famous Sword Villa in the future.

"Hey hey, you demons and goblins should really go to hell. The human world is not suitable for you. Yi Conglong and the others, with ferocious smiles on their faces, walked towards the ghosts step by step.

The vigor in their hands continued to gather, and they looked at the crowd of ghosts and humans with disdain.

"Originally, you can live, but you shouldn't submit to Chen Yifan's feet and become his lackeys. Don't worry, when you lackeys are all dead, your master will come to accompany you soon."

After the words fell, the strength in their hands was condensed to the limit at the same time.

"Damn it!" Many young ghost disciples, with scarlet eyes at the moment, gritted their teeth and looked at Yi Congfeng and others who were about to strike.

Many desperate disciples couldn't bear to close their eyes. Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred!
Whoosh!There were bursts of ear-piercing buzzing sounds from the top of their heads for no reason, and everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw blood-colored silk threads descending from the escape area, like blood-colored streamers, shooting towards Yi Congfeng. go.

Yi Congfeng's complexion changed drastically, and he turned around immediately, the aura on his body rushed up, colliding with the bloody thread in the sky that day, and burst out the roar of metal collisions.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, filling the audience in an instant, losing everyone's sight.

Before everyone came back to their senses, they saw a distressed figure rushing out of the smoke and dust.

this?How can this be?When everyone saw it, their eyes widened and they even forgot to breathe.

Yi Congfeng, who was calm and indifferent just now, now had bloody wounds on his body, as if he had been torn apart by sharp knives, and blood continued to flow out of the wounds.

His eyes were fixed on the depths of the jungle, as if he saw some monster, full of horror and disbelief.

The muscles all over his body were tensed to the limit. At this moment, he still didn't have the slightest calm posture just now.

"This is?" Many people from Famous Sword Villa stopped their hands in confusion, and looked at Yi Congfeng with surprise.

Even in the face of 36 killing formations and the white bone real person from a hundred years ago, Yi Congfeng can easily break it. How come the bloody thread falling from the sky for no reason made the owner of the famous sword villa so embarrassed.

"The owner? This is?"

Yi Conglong took a step forward and wanted to go up to check Yi Congfeng's wound.

But he just had this idea, and an inexplicable sense of oppression filled his heart instantly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of clear footsteps in everyone's ears.

Slap!Slap!Slap!The sound of footsteps was extremely clear, as if it came from the edge of the distant mountain, and it seemed to be within a short distance.

The flow of air seemed to slow down under the sound of these footsteps, and in the end, it almost stopped completely.

Everyone's breathing subconsciously weakened, and even their heartbeats began to slow down.

It seems that some prehistoric beast is slowly coming from the darkness.

It was clearly noon at this moment, but a cold and gloomy aura was wandering through the entire mountain forest, making everyone's heartbeats slow down.

Everyone felt an icy chill pervading their bodies, and even their souls trembled unconsciously, as if the place they were standing at the moment was not the deep forest in the southwest, but a real hell on earth.