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The owner of the pavilion has a calm mind and a deep city mansion, so he can deal with Wang Yi calmly.

But the elders on the viewing platform didn't think so.

Anyway, it's already torn apart, so it's fine to just overthrow Wang Yi.

What's more, there are so many of them.

Still can't beat a brat?
In the past, there were indeed examples of defeating innate masters with crowd tactics.

But those who stand on the stage of life and death may not only be born with innate abilities.

If he really fights with Wang Yi, whoever loses will win, maybe.

As soon as Huafa's middle-aged voice fell, she ran towards the stage of life and death.

Even though the temperature on the mountain is very low, the middle-aged man is still shirtless, and the exposed skin is polished and shiny, making his muscles appear firmer.

"Pavilion Master, Dai Hen is taking the liberty." The middle-aged man cupped his fists to plead guilty to the Pavilion Master, then helped Chang Zizai up, and fed Chang Zizai a pill.

After a while, the other seventeen elders all jumped to the platform of life and death and stood on both sides of the pavilion master.

"Pavilion Master, kill him and avenge the Great Elder."

"Vengeance, revenge!"

At this time, everyone in Xiantian Pavilion was furious, and their eyes were full of hatred for Wang Yi.

At this time, often wake up leisurely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he screamed like crazy. His terrified appearance was exactly like that of a three-year-old child who encountered a terrible tiger and danced in panic, not knowing what to do.

"Lord, save me!"

Chang Zizai's eyes were blank, and he slapped the elders beside him with his hands indiscriminately.

"Elder, what's the matter with you?"

Dai Hen supported Chang Zizai with both hands, and asked with a worried face.

"Great elder, look at me, I'm Dai Hen, what's wrong with you?"

After several tests, he found that Chang Zizai had gone crazy.

"He's crazy, Great Elder, he's crazy!"

Dai Hen cried out in panic.

For a moment, the entire stage of life and death was in a panic.

The Great Elder of their majestic Xiantian Pavilion was actually frightened crazy!
If this gets out, Xiantian Pavilion will no longer be able to gain a foothold in the arena.

Chang Zizai is No. 1 in nature, and he can't even beat this brat.

"Pavilion master, let's work together to kill him, otherwise, what face will I have in Xiantian Pavilion?"

The second elder, Qiu Mao, had a dignified expression, and earnestly asked the pavilion master.

"Master, please!"

All the elders bowed and begged the pavilion master together.

In their view, Wang Yi is nothing more than that, as long as they attack together, they will definitely be able to cut him down on the stage of life and death.

However, the pavilion master did not agree for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a shocking wave in the depths of Yuhuang Mountain in Xiantian Pavilion.

Just heard a terrifying sound.

"Where is the sacred coming, the old man will welcome you from afar."

That voice is definitely several lines stronger than that of the pavilion master.

The pavilion master looked happy, and bowed in the direction of the voice.

"Welcome Master!"

All the elders on the stage showed excited expressions.

It turned out that the ancestors of the Xiantian Pavilion have left the customs!
Now they are saved!
All the masters and ancestors have already broken through the innate before the current pavilion master, and their strength is far stronger than all of them now.

Moreover, these master ancestors have been practicing for a long time, at least for more than a hundred years, and they may have reached the realm of martial arts grand masters.

As long as they make a move, let alone a little Wang Yi, even two more are not their opponents.

Suddenly, five beams of light descended from the sky.

They suddenly landed in front of the current pavilion master, lined up, looking straight ahead.

"You are strong!"

An old man with long eyebrows in the middle, with torch-like eyes and a childlike face with white hair, does not look like a senile old man who is dying at all.

The first sentence he landed on the floor actually commented on Wang Yi in this way.

"Master Yuanyi, this son..." The pavilion master was about to speak when he was stopped by the long-browed old man.

"I already know it all, you guys back down."

The pavilion master couldn't say anymore, and brought a few elders down to the stage of life and death.

"How do you want it?"

Yuan Yi suddenly asked indifferently.

He is the No.30 second-generation pavilion owner of the Xiantian Pavilion, and the current pavilion owner is the No.30 seventh-generation pavilion owner.

Facing the five deep-breathing masters of the Xiantian Pavilion, Wang Yi's face was solemn.

It seems that the Xiantian Pavilion not only hides some innate masters, but also cultivates secretly, and their cultivation base has greatly increased.

Perhaps they have achieved what others call a grand master of martial arts.

"It's not what I think, it's what you think."

"I came to your faction only to visit a senior, but your people want my life."

"Now they can't fight, you old guys have come out again."

"Could it be...is it the tradition of your Xiantian Pavilion to bully the few with the more?"

Wang Yi paused every word, like a thunderbolt, every word exploded in the ears of Yuan Yi and five people.

"You are presumptuous!"

On Yuan Yi's left hand, an old man holding a Jie knife frowned, and sternly reprimanded him.

He is the No.30 fourth-generation pavilion master, and he has retired to the mountains and forests for 70 years.

"Little Huangkou, relying on his advanced cultivation, he came to my Xiantian Pavilion to make trouble, which is an unforgivable crime."

"Now you dare to slander us, what is your intention?"

Wang Yi shook his head slightly: "Some people really can't be changed."

Immediately gathering momentum, the whole body was slowly covered by a cloud of white mist.

This is the top secret method in Taiyi Xuanhuang Jue.

You can instantly increase your strength with the help of aura.

The time lasts for 1 minute.

His dantian was already very wide, but now with the blessing of exercises, the aura in his body quadrupled in an instant.

All the spiritual energy on the stage of life and death was condensed by Wang Yi, like a white tent.

Yuan Yi and the others panicked and made gestures of defending against the enemy one after another.

"Uncle, when shall we do it?" No.30 Third Generation Pavilion Master asked Yuan Yi.

This person's face was full of ravines, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were particularly deep, which could easily kill a fly.

Among the five, except for Yuan Yi, he was the calmest.

Yuan Yi slowly raised his hands, the palms were already secretly gathering true energy, showing two bluish-white clusters.