The wind is rushing, and the cold is blowing.

Headed by Heliankang, millions of Jianshan Villa clans followed closely.

The crowds are like the sea, full of murderous intent.

Wanjian Villa is the world's number one sword-making holy place.

**Extremely famous all over the world.

He never broke through the mountain gate and knocked down the flagpole representing the inheritance of his ancestors!

Is it tolerant to being extremely arrogant? Who can’t bear it?

The sects of the world have their own majesty.

No one can be trampled on.

In a blink of an eye, the square at Wanjian Villa was filled with crowds.

Four**s have been built around the main hall in the rear.

These ** are all created by the founding masters of Wanjian Villa from all generations, and are perfected by later generations. They are activated by internal force and are far more powerful than firearms.

"Hulala!"

The mountain wind is lonely.

The flags on the square were blowing, and the remaining three "Wan", "Sword" and "Return" flags were surging with the wind.

"Dingdeng!"

As Heliankang stepped into the square, people came in a crowd.

More than a hundred tribes of tourists were eyeing each other, and many eyes were gathered, exuding a thunderous power.

Heliankang waved his hand and hundreds of people stood still.

Behind him, not only the people from Wanjian Villa, but also dozens of Miao Cheng in military uniforms followed him.

"You are still comfortable sitting in my hometown in Wanjian Villa?"

Heliankang stepped forward and stared at Ji Haotian with a burning gaze. Although his tone was calm, his eyes were already full of anger, and his eyes were determined, as if Ji Haotian was already a dying person.

The chair Helian Buzhuo sat on that year was regarded as a holy object in Wanjian Villa.

The person who dared to sit there stepped on the belief and dignity of the entire Wanjian Villa!

"It's colder and harder."

Ji Haotian smiled and answered truthfully.

"you……"

Heliankang was filled with anger and couldn't speak in his voice.

Miao Cheng from behind looked forward and remained silent.

The other furnace masters and many leaders in Wanjian Villa were stationed everywhere, holding weapons tightly in their hands, suppressing their anger.

"Today is the opening ceremony of Wanjian Villa. It is the grandest festival of the year for my Helian family. You dare to dismantle our tribe's flag at this time. How sin is this?"

Heliankang narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice cold.

The opening ceremony is not only for him, but also for every Wanjian Sect’s disciple, the supreme festival.

The family will join in the grand ceremony, and the seven furnaces will be opened together, making the world famous.

How magnificent!

Especially this year, Wanjian Villa has taken on the bulk business of providing weapons to the imperial guards, and has been linked to the official family.

The chief instructor of the Imperial Army and the General Miao Cheng were present in person!

What a great reputation!

Unexpectedly, on such a happy day, Ji Haotian actually rushed in openly. Not only did he remove the flag, but he also dared to **holy objects.

court death!

"Wanjian Villa has a thousand-year foundation, and no one is allowed to trample on its majesty! It is even more forbidden to have any external life! Especially today's opening ceremony is the day of pilgrimage for our founding craftsmen! You are here to show off your power! You are an enemy of all of us!"

Among the crowd, a strong man eight feet tall stepped forward slowly while speaking, carrying a huge hammer on his right shoulder, and slowly unbuttoned the buttons on his chest with his left hand.

This person is one of the seven major furnace-holding people in Wanjian Villa, Helian Lie, who is responsible for the forging of Kaiyang Furnace.

"Click!"

Every time Helianlie took a step, the bluestone slab under his feet exploded.

The lace of the clothes was unfolded, and Helianlie's solid muscles were exposed. The weight of the hammer on his shoulders was usually required to be raised by six people, but in his hands, it was as easy as a toy.

Helianlie is twenty-seven years old this year, and he is very young.

He has extraordinary talent and good cultivation.

He is known as the most likely person to reach the pinnacle among the seven masters.

"Sin?"

Ji Haotian saw Helianlie who was getting closer and raised his lips slightly: "I'm afraid, you are not worthy of mentioning this word to me."

"The opening ceremony should not have seen any war! Even if your sins are unforgivable today, I am still willing to give you a chance!"

As Helianlie spoke, the hammer fell to the ground, and the force was so strong that the entire square trembled: "It's here, I bowed three times to the holy chair and kowtowed nine times! The flagpole that fell down by hand and feet would cut it off by itself. You can still live!"

After Helian Lie finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to Ji Haotian.

I'm afraid that in this world, the only thing that can make Helianlie, who has a rough personality, can reason with reason, is that he will pay great attention to the opening ceremony.

It seems that this young man is really lucky today and can actually save his life and go down the mountain.

It's really not easy.

Ji Haotian smiled and picked up the teacup: "You can say big talk, but you have to distinguish people, otherwise you will easily lose your waist."

At this moment, they still dare to provoke?

Everyone looked at Ji Haotian with even colder eyes.

"Mr. Lie! Kill him!"

A disciple of Wanjian who could not bear it, finally let out a roar.

"Kill this thief! Wash the shame of thousands of swords!"

"No! He should cut off his limbs! Sacrifice this person to the furnace!"

"Yes! He committed such a crime! He should sacrifice the furnace!"

"Sacrificial furnace!"

"Sacrificial furnace!"

"Sacrificial furnace!"

“…!”

The crowd was excited and shouted like a tide.

"In this world, no one can act like this in my Wanjian Villa. You are seeking death!"

After Helian Lie finished speaking, his sturdy body held the giant hammer and jumped up: "Since you are stubborn, today, I will use your flesh and blood body to pay tribute to my Wanjian Villa!"

"brush!"

My body was like a broken rainbow, flew towards the ancestral hall.

"Let my master sacrifice the furnace? You really dare to speak!"

"Che"

A golden rainbow suddenly appeared.

Wen Keren's figure flashed and left.

In a blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound in the air, and Helian Lie vomited blood in his mouth and retreated quickly.

After one move.

Wen Keren stood by Ji Haotian again.

"thump!"

Helianlie fell heavily, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and a giant hammer dropped his hand and hit the ground in the distance, gravel flying everywhere.

"Well--"

After Helianlie fell to the ground, he supported the ground with both hands, but he couldn't get up for a long time. After a while, he fell to the ground and gave up struggling.

Back injury.
To be continued...