The contract son-in-law of the female president

All kinds of howls and explosions can be heard endlessly.

At this time, Wang Yi, who had been standing in the air for a long time, moved.

The glazed golden body dissipated, Wang Yi mobilized his movements, and swooped down towards the stalemate battlefield below.

In an instant, seven people in a combined attack formation were killed.

"Captain Wang, thank you very much."

The ensuing battle was one-sided, and only a few men in black escaped.

Inside the thatched cottage, Wang Yi sat at the head seat without hesitation, holding a wine glass in his hand, accepting everyone's toast.

"For so many years, the seven kills have always been our confidants' serious troubles. Now they even have two seniors, Duan Hongchen and Luo Lin, under their command. We really didn't expect it. If Wang Shao was not present, I'm afraid we would expose the corpses in the wilderness It's over." Jueming stood beside Wang Yi holding a wine glass, not only speaking to others, but also paying respect to Wang Yi.

"Brother Jueming's words are justified. Let's have one less drink together." Chen Zhenyang stood up after him, and bowed deeply to Wang Yi with his wine glass.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, under the urging of the two elders, Master Miaoling stood up and mentioned one thing.

"Now that the serious trouble is gone, can we start the martial arts tournament normally?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded again and again.

The martial arts tournament is a major event in the empire's rivers and lakes, and it can only be held once every 50 years.

Although this time we have encountered ups and downs, we cannot give up eating because of choking and destroy the tradition.

"Okay, I'll give you an order right away. The martial arts tournament will start as usual tomorrow. I hope you guys won't be absent." Reverend Miao Ling clasped his hands together, very sincerely.

In the evening, Wang Yi inspected today's battle gains in the tent.

The first is the embroidered red sword. He never thought that there would be middle-grade spiritual weapons in such a place.

Take out the Lanmei sword and compare it with one of them, and then you will know how big the gap between the middle and lower grades is.

The Lanmei sword just touched the embroidered red sword, and a crack appeared, which made his heart ache.

Fortunately, Duan Hongchen has already been defeated.

The second one is a formation board obtained from Luo Lin, on which various symbols representing heaven, earth, thunder and fire are engraved on it, at first glance, Wang Yi feels a little familiar.

Take out the talismans he carved and compare them. Sure enough, the symbols are not too different.

The formation method is to integrate the means on the talismans together to form a new long-lasting combat weapon.

With the formation plate and the knowledge of talismans, it is effortless to integrate a formation.

He found two kits of the same style on the bodies of the two, but they were slightly stiff when they were picked up.

A trace of spiritual energy was penetrated, and there was a hidden cave inside.

It really is the breath of Sumeru Stone.

The kit is made of Xumi stone, and the space inside is very large, ten meters square.

There are many treasures inside, including various precious treasures of heaven and earth, and a small pile of spirit stones.

Wang Yi couldn't figure it out, since these two people are martial arts practitioners, why did they collect spirit stones?

And looking at the way these spirit stones are piled up, it seems that they are going to pay tribute, not for themselves.

After testing the quality, they are all top-grade spirit stones.

Wang Yi couldn't help but slander the two for their great abilities.

He also discovered the Tian'e Soul Stone. For martial arts practitioners, this kind of soul stone can only be used to record personal soul information. As long as someone dies, the Tian'e Soul Stone will shine brightly and attract people's attention .

But in Wang Yi's hands, it is an amazing treasure.

Such a large piece of Tian'e soul stone is enough to raise his soul power to a higher level.

Before that, his soul power was about the same as that of ordinary people, and it could only be used to detect the surrounding situation.

But if he cultivates according to the records in the soul book, then his soul power will have a qualitative leap, and he can attack, not the kind of instinctive attack, but one attack after another.

Soul chasing nail!
This is the most basic soul power attack.

Concentrate the soul power into a nail. When confronting the enemy, launch the soul chasing nail and hit the enemy's soul directly. If you are hit, even if you don't die, you will become a walking dead.

After a harvest, Wang Yi was very happy.

First refine the Tian'e soul stone to enhance the soul power.

Refining according to the method recorded in the soul book, after more than an hour, the Tian'e soul petrified into a pinch of powder and flew out from Wang Yi's hands.

Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, and a real ray of light shot out from his pupils, hitting the tent in front of him directly.

puff puff!

Two insignificant voices sounded, and the tent was pierced.

Outside, more than a dozen strong warriors gathered around the outside, asking what happened.

Seeing that Wang Yi came out safe and sound, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened just now, why did we feel an irresistible coercion coming, is it the Seven Kills?"

Qisha is the true leader of the Qisha organization, and it is said that this Qisha has lived for hundreds of years.

Wang Yi waved his hand, indicating that it was all right: "I was trying out the newly learned moves, but I didn't expect to alarm you, you go back to practice, there will be a martial arts competition tomorrow."

The crowd dispersed, but when they looked back at Wang Yi, they all showed admiration and fear.

They are guessing what level Wang Shao has reached today.

But no one knows about this issue except Wang Yi himself.

There was no mobile phone signal in the mountains, so there was no way to contact Qin Yu and the others.

"Master, how is my performance today?"