Does Li Genmiao have any helpers? !

In an instant, several figures appeared in Yan Shouyi's mind.

Pan Shiyi? Zheng Youqian? Lan Qihuan?

Or maybe other villagers in Taoyuan Village?

The sudden appearance of so many powerful ghosts on Changbai Mountain is a means of controlling souls. In Yan Shouyi's knowledge, there does not seem to be any folk sect that has this ability.

Seeing that Tie Zi and Uncle Weng could no longer hold on any longer, Yan Shouyi was extremely worried.

I can’t kill Li Genmiao at this time, and I don’t know when the next chance will be!

"The thunder of the sky is faint, and the thunder of the gods is booming. The dragon thunder is strong, and the water thunder is churning. The social order is thunder and fire, and the thunderbolts are crisscross. With one strike of divine power, the evil spirit is destroyed. God's order is followed with urgency!"

Five thunders rectify the law!

The more powerful Five Thunder Zhengfa appeared instead of the Golden Light Curse, and chopped the ghosts surrounding Yan Shouyi to pieces!

No one can stop the Zulong Sword!

The Ancestral Dragon Sword struck down hard, and at the same time, a sharp whistling sound sounded in Yan Shouyi's ears!

Just when the Zulong Sword had cut through the skin on Li Genmiao's neck, and was only a fraction away from cutting off the line of cause and effect, an arrow made of sycamore wood directly penetrated Yan Shouyi The terrifying strength of his arm directly caused the Zulong Sword to deflect to the side!

With a pop, the Zulong Sword failed to cut off the cause and effect, but only cut off one of Li Genmiao's arms.

Blood spattered on Yan Shouyi’s face, and Li Genmiao was severely injured, but Yan Shouyi did not show any trace of pride.

He looked back and saw a dozen figures vaguely appearing on the hills around Tianchi!

Under the dark night, the appearance of these figures was blurry, but each of them had red light in their eyes, with strong murderous intent.

"They are members of Jiuxuanshan!" Jiang Qingxue recognized their identities at a glance and reminded Yan Shouyi loudly, "Shouyi, you have to be careful, they are not weak!"< br />
“Hahahahahaha!”

The black shadow on the mountain laughed, and actually raised his hand in the direction of Jiang Qingxue: “I didn’t expect that after so many years, my sister-in-law still remembers us in Xuanshan Seventeen monsters, we are really flattered!"

Seventeen monsters in Xuanshan?

Just by hearing these names, Yan Shouyi roughly knew their identities.

The Thirteen Taibao of Xuanshan are the first echelon including his father Yan Chou, Dog Taoist Priest and others.

And these seventeen monsters of Xuanshan,It should be a group of folk sect successors who followed his father later.

It is obvious that the Seventeen Monsters of Xuanshan have completely surrendered to Li Genmiao. Taoyuan Village is not Li Genmiao’s trump card, these guys are!

With so many enemies suddenly appearing, Yan Shouyi also felt tremendous pressure.

Before he could think of a countermeasure, Li Genmiao suddenly attacked.

Because Tiezi was injured by the sycamore tree, the force restraining Li Genmiao became smaller. Li Genmiao found an opportunity and directly cut the rope of treasure, then turned around and stabbed Uncle Weng!

"Old man, you know the consequences of cheating on me!" Li Genmiao grinned, "However, your fate was originally a dead end, so now I'll send you on your way in advance!"

Uncle Weng was not good at fighting, and he had almost no power to parry against Li Genmiao. He just held up the treasure stick and resisted for less than a second before his arms were broken by Li Genmiao, and then he The sword stabbed him in the chest!

The dagger made of sycamore wood was completely inserted into Uncle Weng’s chest. He was just an ordinary person. For him, this kind of injury was almost a certain death!

"Uncle Weng!!"

Jiang Qingxue, who was trapped, couldn't help but scream when she saw Uncle Weng being severely injured.

After thirty years of care, Jiang Qingxue has long regarded Uncle Weng as her most trusted relative.

He had taken care of Jiang Qingxue for thirty years, but he never expected that he would have to sacrifice his life to protect her in the end.

Blood flowed from the corners of Uncle Weng’s mouth. His eyes were full of hatred and he grabbed Li Genmiao’s collar.

　"Miss... and the little master will definitely avenge me!!"

　"No, they will go to hell to accompany you soon!"< br />
Li Genmiao was not affected by Uncle Weng at all. He broke Uncle Weng's fingers off one by one, and then kicked him into the Tianchi.

It’s like throwing away a piece of trash.

Jiang Qingxue was filled with grief and anger, trying hard to break free. She wished she could fight Li Genmiao right now!

But Jiang Qingxue is Li Genmiao’s apprentice, and Li Genmiao knows her weaknesses very well.

This token was tailor-made for Jiang Qingxue. How could it be so easy to get out of trouble?

“Grandpa!”

Erya and the others couldn’t hold it any longer, and rushed to Tianchi to fish out Uncle Weng’s body, but saw that Li Genmiao was still there. There, fear made them retreat.

Yan Shouyi was furious and gritted his teeth.

Today he will kill Li Genmiao!

But it was Li Genmiao who spoke first. He glanced at the seventeen monsters of Xuanshan who were still standing on the mountain, and ordered in a cold voice:

"Kill Yan Shou One."

"Yes!"

The old friends of their father no longer cherished their old friendship. When they received the order to kill Yan Shouyi, they not only did not hesitate, but also showed their faces. On the contrary, it was full of excitement.

Seventeen descendants of folk sects began to charge Yan Shouyi.

Yan Shouyi knew that if he wanted to kill Li Genmiao, he had to pass the seventeen monsters in Xuan Mountain.

In order to cheer himself up, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. The stinging pain allowed him to control his anger and regain some sense in his eyes.

The more critical it is of life and death, the less likely you are to lose your mind.

"Yan Gui! Zhu Shan Zao! Three Yuan!"

"Erya! Pheasant! Mountain cannon! Tiezi!"

"Refining Demon The Dryad Abbot in the pot! And Huang Ali!"

"You all stay here, protect my mother, and leave these people in front of me to me!!"

/>　He summoned all the helpers he could summon in one breath.

Zhu Shanzao said anxiously: "There are many people on the other side, can you do it alone?"

Yan Shouyi held the Zulong Sword in his left hand and the Zanpakutō in his right hand. A terrifying evil spirit erupted from his body, and there was endless anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

He has never hated a group of people so much.

Even though he has met countless descendants of evil folk sects, Yan Shouyi still believes that they are worthy of redemption and they deserve a chance to start over, so he founded the Folklore Research Association to protect the poor people in the world. All happy.

But during this trip to Changbai Mountain, he saw too many evil people, and finally revealed Li Genmiao's true face, and also met his father's former friend, now his mortal enemy.

He finally understood one thing.

Not everyone is worthy of redemption.

They don’t deserve a chance to start over. Their only fate should be to go to hell.

At this moment, the only thing Yan Shouyi wants to do is to send them to hell! ! !

He licked his lips and said coldly: "I will kill them all, leaving no one alive!!"

After saying that, a golden light flashed, Yan Shouyi Disappeared instantly.