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Wang Yi's words instantly attracted everyone's attention, and he accepted it with a thoughtful expression.

"If it were before, it would be impossible for Qisha to have such a mind."

"However, I heard that they have changed their leaders recently. Maybe it is really like what Wang Shaoxia said, it is a smoke bomb released by the Seven Kills."

Jue Ming is really interesting, he is still on Wang Yi's side at this time.

Immediately, the cottage fell into silence.

The Seven Kills were already very difficult to deal with, but now that they had changed to a head with a head, they would be even more difficult to deal with than before.

Now they are in the open, and the seven kills are in the dark, it is impossible to guard against.

We must come up with a way to avoid losses.

"Does Wang Shaoxia have any good methods?" Master Miao Ling looked at Wang Yi expectantly.

Not to mention that he was doing it for the Wumeng, even if it was for himself, he still wanted a way to get rid of it.

Otherwise, Seven Kills is like quicksand that penetrates everywhere, it will appear beside him at some point, and then kill him.

Others thought the same in their hearts, looking at Wang Yi one by one.

Wang Yi instantly felt the eyes focus on him, and he couldn't help laughing: "I don't know enough about Seven Kills, but I believe that they will never let it go. If they have the opportunity to fight in the future, they will definitely be able to sum up their experience."

Although Wang Yi didn't say anything, everyone knew that these were the most effective words so far.

For the seven kills, they discussed until the evening, when it was getting dark, they walked out of the thatched cottage.

As soon as he came out, he heard someone come to report that someone had been killed by Seven Kills.

Master Miaoling asked people to carry the body over, and when everyone saw it, it was indeed the wound left by Qisha's cross plum blossom-shaped weapon.

"The seven kills are too rampant, they don't even spare the juniors who are cultivated by Emperor Wu."

Master Miao Ling's face was gloomy, and he asked in a low voice: "How many people came from the other party, and what cultivation level are they?"

But the disciples who carried the corpse didn't know anything, they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

"You... oh, I made everyone laugh. I, the leader, have neglected my duty. I will definitely strengthen my vigilance in the future to ensure the smooth progress of the martial arts tournament."

Everyone also knew the difficulties of Master Miao Ling, and they all expressed their willingness to contribute.

They arranged for someone to be on duty at each time slot to guard against surprise attacks by the Seven Killers, and they gathered everyone together and did not allow orders.

After a series of measures were prepared, the practitioners who came to participate in the martial arts tournament fell asleep with anxiety.

But even so, someone died early the next morning.

And there are quite a few.

From the lowest level of Martial Dao Supreme participating in the martial arts competition to the highest level of Martial God, there are people at every stage.

There are more than 30 people.

After one night, people panic.

Who knows when the Seven Killers will show up.

Maybe when you were sleeping soundly and you were having trouble with Duke Zhou, your body would be decapitated, and a cross plum blossom wound would be left on your body.

"There is no way to go on like this. There is no way to resist the Seven Killing Organization." Master Miao Ling couldn't hold back at all. Since he woke up in the morning, he has always had a gloomy face and sparks in his words.

Wang Yi sat on the side, silently comprehending the essence of swordsmanship.

Everything you talk about now is false. Only by improving your own strength can you protect yourself and be able to resist the assassination of Seven Kills.

"Does Wang Shaoxia have any good ideas?" The grand elder Boyang of the Wumeng looked over with a sincere expression.

Among the people present, apart from Jue Ming, it is Wang Yi who has killed the most seven killers recently.

"I think we can set up a formation to cover everyone, so that we can protect everyone in the first place and allow the tournament to go on smoothly."

"This method is good. Let's set up a large protective formation. Even if they come together, we will have nothing to fear." Jue Ming supported Wang Yi, bluffing and authentic.

After several discussions, they felt that Wang Yi's method was feasible, so they recruited a few martial arts masters who knew formations, and others helped them arrange formations.

In one day's time, the formation arrangement was completed.

Looking at the radiant formation, Wang Yi always felt that something was missing, but he just couldn't figure it out.

Tonight it was Wang Yi's turn to be on duty. He sat at the entrance of the formation with his eyes closed, exuding his soul power to search within a radius of more than ten meters.

Doing so can not only improve the accuracy of the search, but also exercise the soul power.

In the first half of the night, there were a few subtle movements, similar to Feng Dong, but none of them could escape Wang Yi's soul power search.

In the second half of the night, three shadows that merged with the night were lurking here.

The corner of Wang Yi's mouth rose slightly, and he thought to himself: I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He hurriedly greeted his companions, and summoned others to come out, preparing to capture and kill the seven killers.

Five or six martial arts masters appeared in an instant, and the people in black outside were all shocked. They didn't expect them to be discovered after being so cautious.

The three of them fought and retreated, and suddenly a dozen men in black rushed out from behind them.

Wang Yi's side, which was originally in the upper hand, instantly became a disadvantage.

"Kill!" the leader of the Seven Kills shouted in a low voice.

All the men in black with seven kills attacked, and in an instant, the five martial arts masters around Wang Yi were all killed.

Upon closer inspection, each of them left a wound of a cross plum blossom.

Such a cruel method.

What a powerful attack.

It can be seen that the people in black from the Seven Kills know how to attack together, can form a miniature formation, and exert a stronger force than themselves.

Wang Yi frowned, his face very serious.

The breath outside is isolated from the breath inside the formation. It can be said that even if the sky is dark outside, the people inside the formation can still sleep soundly until dawn.

"You are the young boy who killed several of us in the Forbidden City." A man in black at the head made a sinister and tooth-piercing voice.

"Did you know that you have become public enemy number one in our organization, and whoever can kill you will immediately get a huge reward."

These words seemed to be spoken to Wang Yi, and also seemed to be spoken to other men in black.

Wang Yi stared at the dozen or so black-clothed men in front of him with piercing eyes, and with a flip of his palm, he raised his eyebrow sword.

At the same time, Huang Zu was notified to make him ready to use the Heaven Swallowing Seal at any time.

In fact, the Heaven Swallowing Seal can be used to attack and defend, but Wang Yi easily does not use the Swallowing Sky Seal to attack, but to defuse the attack.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want my head, just get it yourself."

Wang Yi took the lead and killed a man in black in a flash.

The leader's eyes were fixed, and he was obviously surprised and horrified by Wang Yi's combat power.

"You are stronger than you imagined, no wonder you can kill so many of us."

"Seven kills and one absolute battle!"