The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

"Du Shaoxia, be safe and don't be impatient. Today's matter is indeed wrong with Mr. Yi, but you also killed many members of his family, Shaoxia. It's even. Why don't you take a step back? If you continue to fight, you will only lose more. It's just terrible."

At this time, the one who dared to take the risk to stand up and speak was the Taoist Master Wuxin of Qingyang Temple. His words sounded like persuasion, but they were actually for the Yi family's consideration. Everyone present could see that with Du Yinzhi's current cultivation Because, it's easy to clear Miyan Island.

Master Yi's complexion turned green when he first heard this, and he was frightened and angry. After a while, he recalled it, put the overall situation first, endured the pain of losing his son and being humiliated, and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Du, today's matter is my son's. I’m wrong first, the old man will accompany you first, but—”

"Since Master Yi has already spoken, Du Shaoxia is also a sensible person, so why not stop here." Daoist Wuxin was worried that Master Yi would say something to anger Du Yinzhi, so he hurriedly cut him off.

Du Yinzhi remained silent, his azure eyes coldly swept over the crowd with the intention of killing, and raised the corners of his lips for a moment: "I will not let anyone who insults the Du family's reputation today be spared."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and immediately recalled whether they had uttered insulting words just now.

"I don't intend to keep anyone who knows the soul contract alive."

As soon as this remark was made, there was silence everywhere, and all the people present were prominent figures in the world of cultivating immortals. Du Yinzhi's remark was equivalent to declaring an enemy to the entire world of cultivating immortals. The reason for the silence is that many disciples from aristocratic families have been taken care of by him in Hunting Soul, so it is inconvenient to say more when I think about it.

But since Du Yinzhi uttered wild words to tear his face, everyone no longer has to worry about old favors!

"Other people call you Du Shaoxia, do you really think of yourself as the Du family? It's ridiculous to fight against the entire cultivation world in order to protect the face of the Du family. With all due respect, it's not clear whether you are from the blood of the Du family. Uncle still forced you to form a soul contract, so you are still obsessed with obsession, so stupid, what's the use of high cultivation?"

This grey-haired old Taoist priest is none other than Bai Yusheng, the owner of Baizhuang Village in Beijiang, whose only daughter, Bai Jinyin, was rescued by Du Yinzhi.

Du Yinzhi raised his eyes to look at him, and said coldly, "The soul contract is a matter between me and my uncle, and it's not your turn to talk about it."

Master Bai sneered and said: "It's very good, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, so we dare to meddle in our own business!"

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out the saber at his waist, and charged towards Du Yinzhi with full spiritual power, cutting straight towards Du Yinzhi. Just when everyone thought that this blow was bound to succeed, Du Yinzhi tilted his body lightly and deftly, and raised his hand to hold the sharp blade firmly!

Master Bai's mysterious ice knife is not only extremely sharp and cuts iron like mud, but also can absorb the opponent's spiritual power for his own use. But it is this precious knife that Du Yinzhi is holding tightly with his bare hands at this moment, unable to move. The spiritual power stagnated intermittently, making a harsh sound of sizzling.

Master Bai's complexion changed suddenly, and he was still unable to move his spiritual power. He took a breath in disbelief, and looked at Du Yinzhi, who was calm on his face in horror. Terrible spiritual power!unless……

Du Yinzhi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Senior White, I offended you, this junior really feels a little pity for this mysterious ice knife—"

"I haven't met a master who is worthy of it!" He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing his small canine teeth, coupled with his handsome face, he has a playful flair. With such a face, Du Yinzhi thumped. , turning the Xuanbing Sword into powder!

Master Bai was impacted by a powerful spiritual power, and his body flew towards the outside of the arena like a fallen leaf, and fell heavily on the viewing platform. His body twitched for a while and stopped moving.

Seeing this change, the monks who wanted to teach Du Yinzhi a lesson were all stunned and did not move. The people present were all the famous masters today, but everyone dared not show their aura. In the field of vision, this smiling young man in white Like a rakshasa.

At this moment, Du Yanshu was disturbed by the surging spiritual breath, his mind was confused and his head was about to split, as if someone had stabbed him deeply and shallowly with a knife, and kept stirring back and forth, but he refused to let out a moan. Unknowingly, he bit his tongue and swallowed blood into his stomach.

Bai Xu noticed that the more Du Yinzhi used his spiritual power due to the backlash of the soul deed, the more pain Du Yanshu suffered. He panicked and hurriedly found a place under the cover of the crowd to hold Du Yanshu Shu Fang fell to the ground, and poured his spiritual power into the opponent's body to investigate quickly, his complexion gradually sank, and the third master's consciousness became weaker and weaker, if this continues... I'm afraid...

When he was confused and at a loss, Du Yanshu's lips moved, and Bai Xu hurriedly put his ear to his lips and listened intently——

"Anyway... save Yinzhi first..." In his eyes, Du Yinzhi was still the considerate and thoughtful little fish who would act like a baby to him, and those so-called upright people who surrounded him were covered in Killing intent, wishing he could cut him into pieces to relieve his anger.

No matter how powerful the introduction is, they will be outnumbered in the end...

"Third Master, what are you doing now...Du Yinzhi doesn't need your help!" Bai Xu let out a cold voice through his teeth, his eyes were dark and backlit, and he couldn't see clearly.

He finally understood that his third master couldn't figure out Du Yinzhi's matter.

Just when Du Yanshu was enduring the severe pain and dying, Du Yinzhi looked around casually, his sky blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red mist, half-blinded and half-blinded passing by the crowd, showing a dazed state, For a moment, as if remembering something, his eyes flickered, and his figure disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

Everyone didn't dare to act rashly, and secretly circulated their spiritual power, all of them were extremely vigilant, with their hands on the scabbard.

"Could it be that my uncle is avoiding me too?" The voice was empty and unreal, and it reached Du Yanshu's ears through the crowd. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound when he moved his lips.

Du Yinzhi moved to Bai Xu and Du Yanshu's side in a blink of an eye. Seeing his uncle enduring the pain and dying, his chaotic eyes flashed, the fog gradually dispersed, and his cold face finally showed some expression: " Uncle...you...what's the matter?!"

He just bent down and wanted to hug his uncle from Bai Xu's shoulders, but the other party caught him off guard and clapped his hands away: "Du Yinzhi, you are not qualified."

The chaotic state of mind was shaken fiercely, and the clarity flashed by, Du Yinzhi only felt that he was in the mist: "Uncle, he..."

"Backed by the soul deed, as long as you use your spiritual power again, the third master will not be able to bear it anymore!" Bai Xu said firmly, his bloodshot eyes looked at Du Yinzhi.

"I can't bear it..." The heart was hit hard, Du Yinzhi felt his mind flickering and dimming, his memory was intermittently half-bright, and he couldn't remember what happened just now, not even the fragments of the soul left in his hands. I don't know where it came from...

"The mind and soul are gone, and the ashes are gone." Bai Xu gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

Du Yinzhi's body trembled suddenly, the chaotic look on his face gradually dissipated, and he was speechless in surprise.

Seeing that the timing was just right, all the monks nodded to each other, and they all secretly filled up their spiritual energy to prepare for a battle. Du Yinzhi's five senses were keen, and he naturally felt the murderous intent around him, but his mind was not here at all, his ears were buzzing and he had a headache Crazy and unable to think normally.

Although Du Yanshu had been exhausted by the fluctuations of the soul contract and weakened his consciousness, he could clearly feel the killing intent of the crowd, but his spiritual veins were blocked by Bai Xu, so he could only act in a hurry.

He knew in his heart that if Bai Xu hadn't sealed his spiritual veins, he would have lost his mind and soul after such a violent backlash.

When the swords were on the verge of breaking out and the two were silent, there was a rush of footsteps coming from far and near. Everyone followed the sound and saw a female monk in a red shirt running towards this place. She looked anxious with tears on her face and crossed the Everyone walked up to Tang Wenqing, crying hoarsely, "Mr. Tang, Miss Tang...she's not good!"

Tang Wenqing had only this one younger sister, whom he loved very much on weekdays, but when he suddenly heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, and was speechless in a daze.

The female monk in red took a breath and continued: "Miss Tang, her pulse is normal and she is in good spirits, but her eyes are open and she is silent, as if she can't remember anyone, she seems to be suffering from a mental disorder!"

Most of the people present were famous cultivators of immortality, and they understood the symptoms when they heard the symptoms. Someone whispered: "Could it be that the soul sacrificial curse has reappeared in the human world?!"

The Soul Sacrifice Curse is one of the most insidious sorcery of the ghost clan. It absorbs other people's souls and turns them into panacea to assist in practice. Clan prohibition.

"Miss Tang is holding this sachet..." The female monk took out a lotus-colored sachet from her pocket, embroidered with lotus leaf and mandarin ducks. I reluctantly kept it, but I didn't pay attention and I don't know where it fell...

Tang Wenqing stared fixedly for a moment, his teeth trembled, his lips trembled, his face lost all color, his hands were full of spiritual power, he held it on the hilt of his sword and turned to Du Yinzhi: "Mr. Du, Wenzhi treats you with sincerity, why did you come down This ruthless hand!"

As he spoke, he stabbed at Du Yinzhi, Du Yinzhi was stunned, his sky blue eyes filled with blood mist again, he raised his sleeve slightly and caught the sword blade empty-handed, with a cold smile on the corner of his eyes and brow : "Young Master Tang, was it you who leaked the matter of the soul contract to Yi Qingze?"

"Since I have promised Senior Du, I will never do such despicable things!" Tang Wenqing's eyes were red and his body was trembling, but he couldn't pull out his sword again.

"It's no wonder that Du Yinzhi has such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. What a genius, what a fart! It turns out that he has learned the soul sacrificial curse!"

"I don't know how many people he has harmed. Even if we are all here today, we must restrain him!"

All the monks are full of spiritual power and swarm up with swords and knives, and some monks who are proficient in formation bit their fingers and hurriedly set up the formation. Everyone in the field can no longer care about the chivalrous style of having many enemies and one non-chivalrous. First, let's do our best to get rid of this devil who practiced the forbidden technique of the ghost clan first!

These people are definitely not Du Yinzhi's opponents one-on-one, but now that they are rushing forward together, he is gradually struggling, and he is busy fighting with everyone with his spiritual power. scene.

Finally, the calmer inner breath surged and ran wildly again, and it was more aggressive than before. Du Yanshu was worried that his weak appearance of vomiting blood would distract him from being bullied by outsiders, so he swallowed it in one gulp, but Now that he couldn't hold it back any longer, blood seeped out from the seven orifices, no matter how much Ren Baixu tried to infuse his spiritual energy, it would be of no avail.

Du Yanshu shook his head lightly at him, it was useless, he couldn't bear the fluctuations of his soul, and he would surely die.

Bai Xu had no choice but to concentrate on sending a voice transmission to Du Yinzhi: "If you still have some conscience, then stop, the third master is already dead!"

A gleam of clarity flashed across the chaotic pupils, Du Yinzhi's figure paused, and three swords were thrust into his chest immediately!

The author has something to say: Uncle: I have been vomiting blood in these chapters (▼ヘ▼#)

Citation: red dates, red beans, brown sugar, longan, black sesame, donkey-hide gelatin... and stewed crucian carp soup`(*∩_∩*)′

Uncle: ... I don't eat fish

Quote: yes

Uncle: Also, that...is the one who sucks...(___)ノ｜

Quote: I want to drink...

Uncle: ...Go away, there is no such function

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Uncle: Why do I think my little fish is so cute and pleasing to the eye when it turns black?