Faced with the ridicule of the chief steward, He Mingwei nodded slightly, "I am a disciple of the Haoran Sect... the chief steward is indeed as sharp as a torch."
The butler's laughter stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly pinched his neck.
But the next moment, he came back to his senses and snorted again, "When did the Qi cultivator of the Haoran sect gain a heavenly immortal named He? But I never knew about it?"
"Why do I, the Haoran Sect, need to explain to you what I do?" He Mingwei replied proudly, "Since your surname is Zhongli, then you can make the final decision on the release of my parents?"
"I have never heard that in order to release your parents, your father's clan must be killed." The chief steward laughed evilly and raised his hand, "Since you came to the door, you shouldn't leave."
He himself is also a second-level immortal. Although the several guards beside him are only high-level immortals, their advance and retreat are well-established, and their positions are also quite clever. They obviously have the art of combined attack, and may even be a battle formation.
The chief steward gave the order, and the four spirit immortals rushed up and saw that their positions were in the shape of the Four Elephant Formation.
Since He Mingwei arrived at the door of the Earl's Mansion, he was constantly provoked and no one listened to him seriously.
Seeing four immortals rushing towards him, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He shrank to the ground and moved forward. He was already in front of one of the immortals and raised his hand to punch him.
After experiencing a plane war, he also has experience in dealing with battle formations. The most terrifying thing about a battle formation is its momentum. Facing a battle formation, if you don't have absolute crushing strength, it's best not to try to escape. It's only right to defeat them face to face.
Once you try to escape and lose momentum, you will have no choice but to be slaughtered.
His punch was so powerful that even if the opponent could catch it, he would suffer some hidden losses.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the spirit fairy received the punch as expected. He received it with a long knife. Taking advantage of the momentum of the battle formation, he slashed out with the sword, but it did not break the opponent's fist. On the contrary, he received the punch.
Qi and blood surged in his chest.
"It is indeed a Qi cultivator." This guy was extremely brave. After discovering that the opponent was a Qi cultivator, he advanced instead of retreating and slashed out with his sword again.
In the blink of an eye, the five people fought together.
He Mingwei's performance was truly astonishing. With the four-image formation composed of four high-level immortals, it was supposed that it would not be a problem to trap a junior immortal. However, he took over the battle formation with his bare hands and did not draw any weapons. He seemed to be able to do so with ease.
Look.
The chief butler's face became increasingly ugly. The opponent used a pair of physical fists to block the weapon's attack, and the defense of other parts of the body was also super strong. Who else could have such perverted body and combat power besides Qi cultivators?
After confirming that the other party was a Qi cultivator, he couldn't help but think of the words "Haoran Sect", so he narrowed his eyes, snorted secretly, quietly took out a jade ruler, and hit He Mingwei on the vest.
Just when he thought he had a plan, He Mingwei's face darkened, and a knife suddenly appeared in his hand. With a long roar, he slashed hard at the jade ruler, "Old man, you bullied me too much."
Clay figurines also have earthy nature, so why should someone want to calm things down? The opponent is not only surrounded by battle formations, but also has a sneak attack from the gods outside. It is really unbearable.
He slashed away the incoming jade ruler with one stroke of his sword, and at the same time blocked the attack from the battle formation, the Wuyu move, which was the most beneficial to the group battle.
After receiving this sneak attack, he didn't even reply. He rolled his sword and counterattacked, "Do you really think that my disciples of the Haoran Sect are worthless? You are looking for death, old man!"
Once He Mingwei pulled out his sword and called Zhen, the pressure of the formation suddenly increased. Even if the chief steward's sneak attack was added, he could barely withstand it. If he wanted to capture this young immortal master again, it would be impossible.
It's impossible.
The chief steward took a few moves, became anxious, and turned to look at the middle-aged man, "Teacher, just sit back and watch this lunatic act recklessly in the house?"
Mr. Teacher had his hands in his sleeves and watched the fighting indifferently. When he heard this, he replied calmly, "Since you know that I am a teacher, you should know that you have no right to instruct me to do anything."
The chief steward was so angry that smoke was burning in his nostrils, but he also knew that the teacher dared to speak like this because he was qualified to speak like this. He indeed had no right to instruct the teacher to do anything, let alone participate in such a battle.
However, in the Earl's Mansion, he was unable to defeat a first-level Celestial Immortal after a long battle, and his face was disgraced, especially since he had given the order to take action.
In any case, he has made a decision and must stick to it, especially as the opponent's offensive becomes more and more fierce. He can no longer resist it, and he can't help but plead, "Mr. Teacher, if you are willing to help me, I owe you
A favor from you."
"Hmph," the teacher snorted coldly, "It's not enough to bully the young. Do you need to bully the young?"
He glanced in a certain direction and said, "I can promise that if he hurts you, he will definitely not be able to escape!"
"Can't you escape with wings?" He Mingwei heard this and laughed loudly. His sword force suddenly changed. It was no longer the millions of snowflakes, but seemed to turn into a spear, pointing straight at the big enemy outside the formation.
housekeeper.
This sword seemed to have gathered all the anger in his body, and easily cut through the Four Elephant Formation, and the blade was pointed directly at the big housekeeper.
The chief steward was of the same cultivation level as He Mingwei, but being locked by the power of this sword, he suddenly felt like "the world is so big, there is nowhere to hide".
At this moment, a whisper came from not far away, "This sword technique is quite interesting."
The jade ruler in front of the butler turned into powder with a bang. However, the next moment, he, who seemed to have nowhere to hide, suddenly disappeared.
Almost at the same moment, the long knife in He Mingwei's hand also turned into a pile of debris as the jade ruler was shattered.
The master was right. He really had a bad swordsmanship. Master He smiled bitterly in his heart and pulled out a long knife. The tip of the knife pointed downwards diagonally, and his chest heaved slightly.
This move, which seemed to have no return, consumed most of the spiritual energy in his body.
As soon as he charged into the battle formation, a spirit immortal spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot. Seeing him stop and change his sword, the entire battle formation rolled over again, wrapping him in it.
He Mingwei was not in a hurry. He casually blocked it with a long knife, but looked sideways at the sky.
There was a person standing in the sky in the distance. He was dressed in red and had a face like Fu Fen, but he was an eighth-level immortal. The butler who had been killed just now was also rolled up in the air by him.
"What a great sword skill," the red-shirted angel patted his hands lightly, "Guards retreat."
The siege formation came to a standstill. The four immortals raised their hands and saluted, then retreated silently.
He Mingwei swayed and flew up into the air. Unexpectedly, he was pressed down by a huge force from the sky. As soon as he rose into the air, he had to fall down again. His face turned slightly dark, "Formation!"
The angel in red shirt slowly landed on the ground, looked him up and down, and hummed softly, "He Mingwei?"
He Mingwei had already signed up, so he was not surprised how the other party knew about him. He asked with a cold face, "Who are you?"
He was in a really bad mood, especially just now, when he wanted to fly into the air, but was restricted by the formation. On the contrary, as soon as the opponent appeared, he was condescending and took away a lot of his energy.
In terms of momentum, the opponent had an overwhelming advantage. He Mingwei was a Qi cultivator and was the most sensitive to this, so he became somber that he had lost points to the sect.
"Haha, who am I?" The immortal laughed. He was dressed in red, with his snow-white face, and that weird smile, which made people indescribably awkward. "You dare to come to my Earl's Mansion to cause trouble.
You don’t even know who I am?”
"Zhongli is confused!" He Mingwei narrowed his eyes and spoke gloomily, "Where is my mother?"
"I thought you would call me grandpa," the red-shirted fairy said expressionlessly, "although you know that I won't recognize you... but if you don't try, how will you know?"
"He Mingwei, now one hundred and seventy-six years old, was brought into the Haoran sect at the age of eleven. He possesses the combination of yin and yang and the attributes of the five elements. He was a seventh-level spiritual immortal in his time. After hearing the Tao Valley, he suddenly realized that he was promoted to the ninth-level spiritual immortal." He continued to face him.
Speak expressionlessly.
At this point, he forced out a slight smile and said, "I thought it would take some time for you to reach immortality, but now it seems that I have underestimated your top-level qualifications... Is what I said correct?
"
"I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you, nor am I interested in recognizing a grandfather who wants to kill my father's whole family," He Mingwei replied calmly, "You didn't expect me to ascend to immortality, but now, I'm here... release my whole family, and I'll turn around and
Go away and pretend this never happened."
"Haha," Zhong Li smiled softly again. He looked at the other person up and down and asked with interest, "I'm quite curious. Why do you dare to talk to me like this in my Earl's mansion?"
"Because I am a disciple of the Haoran sect," He Mingwei replied calmly, "however you arrested my whole family... To be honest, I didn't want it to happen like this, but your people insulted my parents. As a son of man, I must not
Not so."
"Ah, Haoran Sect," Zhong Li smiled disapprovingly and turned to look at the middle-aged man, "Teacher, can you take action on your behalf and take down this ignorant boy?"
"Yin and Yang harmonize the five elements?" Mr. Xixi's eyes narrowed slightly and he waved to He Mingwei, "Come on, boy, use your proud sword and let me see. If I am satisfied, I will let you go."
It doesn’t matter.”
He Mingwei took out a handful of Qi Qi Pills and stuffed them into his mouth. He stood there and regained his breath, but his mouth didn't stop. "Anyone who dares to be dissatisfied with this move is already dead... You are lucky. You are not right."
Say this to my master."
"Your master?" Mr. Xixi narrowed his eyes again.
"This little beast takes Yan Xiaomeng as his teacher," Zhongli Sihuo said calmly to the side, "Hey, Haoran Shuangjiao... what a great name."
Mr. Xixi put his hands on his sleeves and spoke calmly, "Haoran Faction has gained a lot of fame recently, but it was your biggest mistake to go to Xiliu Gong's Mansion... There are some people you cannot offend."
He Mingwei slowly raised his eyelids and spoke word by word, "There are some things that cannot be tolerated. Look at the knife!"
As soon as he said this, the long knife in his hand struck wildly, and the sharp sword light rolled towards the opponent.
(Updated to, Summon Monthly Ticket and Recommended Ticket.) (To be continued.)