"Master of the Manor, has the sword master drawn out?"

When he saw Zhuo Yi return, the elders who were originally accompanying Chen Yu in Zangjian Villa immediately looked over with concern.

For them, accompanying Chen Yu is indeed very important, but Mu Zishan’s sword intent is even more important.

"Don't worry, elders, the sword intent has been drawn. I will personally select a new candidate and hide the sword master's sword intent in his body!"

"In this great battle, I will do my best to the Tibetan Sword Villa no matter what!"

"That's good!" He breathed a light sigh. Such news made the elders of Zangjian Villa feel relieved, and the smiles on their faces became even brighter.

Only Chen Yu looked at the owner of the Zangjian Villa in front of him, his expression was somewhat unnatural.

Now he always feels like Zhuo Yi is a hypocrite, especially his smile, which is too fake.

And he could clearly feel that the owner Zhuo was obviously lying. Looking at the familiar posture, he had fooled these old guys not once or twice.

By the way, the elders of their Tibetan Jian Villa are so old that they are still old, so why do they look so easy to fool?

He felt something was wrong since he first came, but now it seems that something is really wrong.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Zhuo Yi quietly pulled in the illusion of the mirror flowers and water moon. For Zhuo Yi, he just felt that his mind was a little dizzy and then he woke up.

At the same time, he even made up for a memory of a counterattack. In his memory, all his plans have been realized, and endless power has been gained by himself.

Chen Yu's illusion will inspire people's most primitive desires, making people feel that they have already obtained what they want the most and achieved everything they want to achieve the most.

At this time, Zhuo Yi undoubtedly thought that he had already obtained everything and realized his greatest wish.

He felt that his terrifying power was bursting, and he became stronger and stronger, so strong that he could regard everyone as an ant.

The familiar sword intent in his body reminded him all the time that all his plans had been successful.

I have worked hard with them for so long, but I finally don’t have to act anymore, nor do I have to pretend to be a grandson in front of these old guys.

"So many days of hard work have not been wasted!" At this time, Zhuo Yi couldn't help laughing to the sky, clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power contained in his body, and his heroic spirit was like rushing into the sky.

"This is the feeling of power. From now on, I am the master of the sword and I am the only king of the Tibetan Sword Villa!"

"I'll go!" Chen Yu almost flashed his waist when he heard Zhuo Yi's words.

Isn’t this kidding that this man’s biggest wish is to be the king of Zangjian Villa? You are the owner of the manor here.

Are you a little persecuted and paranoid? Everyone looks like a bad person, but they are obviously not greedy.

But at this moment, Zhuo Yi, who was originally immersed in the skyrocketing strength, suddenly raised his head and looked at the elders.

Suddenly, a terrifying sword energy penetrated one of them through, and the whole process was so fast that it was hard to react.

At this moment, everyone was immersed in the illusion, but they didn't know that they had entered the illusion. Everything seemed to have happened in front of them, and everything seemed to be reality.

When everyone saw Zhuo Yi suddenly take action, no one could react.

They never thought that Zhuo Yi, the owner of the manor, would attack them, and in the past he was respectful when he saw everyone.

This scene also made Chen Yu quietly withdraw his hand. He admitted that he had misunderstood again. The owner of Zangjian Villa is really not an honest person

"Master, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy. I've wanted to kill you for a long time. I've waited for so long and finally waited until today!"

The power in his body gave him endless confidence and gave him the confidence to act recklessly. He no longer cared about these old guys in front of him.

"You old guys ride on me for so long, you should have died!"

"I have now obtained Mu Zishan's sword intent, integrated it into one, and absorbed the power of those old monsters. Now I am not inferior to them, and I am even stronger!"

"If you old guys are willing to be dogs and beg for mercy on me, maybe I can spare your life. If you don't want to, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"You have integrated the sword master's sword intent into your body?" As if you couldn't believe your ears, one of the elders almost cursed.

Do you see us getting old and unable to lift our knife or what? You can make you look like this after drinking two taels of wine. How do you think you, the owner of the manor, come from, and don’t want to do it. Some people line up behind you.

"The Sword Master's sword intent is not for someone. As the owner of the manor, you do such a thing. Are you worthy of the Sword Master?"

"It's still time to stop the cliff from returning the sword intent, otherwise we will dismiss you, the owner of the manor. The owner of the Cangjian Villa does not need a selfish manor!"

"Noisy!" The powerful sword energy directly swept away the people who spoke. Even if they were elders, Zhuo Yi would not have any psychological burden to kill them.

The powerful force brings him absolute arbitrary behavior, and anyone who dares to point fingers at him should die.

Did these old guys not understand that they were no longer the same person they were back then?

"You old guys are so pedantic and annoying!"

"What is our Tibetan Sword Villa for the purpose of keeping Muzishan's sword intent? For the world? For the people? Bullshit, of course it's for ourselves!"

Looking at the old guys around him disdainfully, Zhuo Yi was exposed little by little in his heart, showing it to everyone.

"What do you think I asked them to take Mu Zishan's sword intent to go out? It's just to make them sacrifice themselves and fight to death a few old monsters?"

"What a joke. You idiots will feel that such a thankless thing is just the feeling of you guys."

"In life, we are naturally for fame and profit. Is it still for the sake of simply showing love? That's something that only fools do!"

"Zhuo Yi!" He slapped the table suddenly, and one of the old men could no longer listen and shouted directly, "You are wasting my years of cultivation in Cangjian Villa, you."

Before the old man could finish his words, a sword energy had arrived and directly penetrated him.

The unconcealed murderous intent and Zhuo Yi's ruthless performance successfully temporarily calmed down the rest of the people.

The respect and humility of the past have long disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The cold expression seemed to tell everyone that whoever dared to yell at him would kill anyone.

"Borrower, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What to do? Of course, we must be the top, and of course we must be the strongest, just like Muzishan back then!"

He picked up the wine pot next to him and Zhuo Yi drank it all in one go. The surging in his heart was something that others could not empathize with.

"I don't want to stay in this broken place for a moment. Zangjian Villa is just a name. It's not really for you to hide it. Who would have thought that we've been hiding for so many years!"

"Muzishan asked you to hide it well back then and don't walk around the world at will, so as not to be known about the location of Zangjian Villa!"

"You not only remember it in your heart, but also sent your disciples to build another Tibetan sword villa outside to cover up your eyes and ears."

"For more than a hundred years, we have not entered the world for more than a hundred years. People have long forgotten the reputation of Zangjian Villa. What is the difference between us here and going to jail? You are willing, but I am not willing!"

In a rage, Zhuo Yi's murderous intent and the long-accumulated resentment were vented.

They can be famous, and they can gain both fame and fortune, but they have to stay here. The great years are gone, and there is no beauty in money, power, and who can be willing to do so?
Chapter completed!