City tour of the master of cultivation

Hearing that the black robed man was full of contempt, Zhou Yi said with a faint smile: "it depends on whether you have that ability.

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his only reliance now is his strong body. The body training skill of God ape can be called the most powerful body training skill. His good body is the credit of body training skill. Without any cultivation, he should be able to withstand the attack of Qi training monks.

But what Zhou Yi is worried about is the soft sword in the hands of the black robed people. It can't be seen what level the soft sword is. However, in this mortal world, even the practitioners of Qi can be domineering, and the magic weapon is not so powerful.

The man in black robe saw that Zhou Yi was not frightened by his own means. Instead, he was still indifferent. He was slightly stunned. It seemed that there was an illusion in his heart. Zhou Yi didn't seem so simple in front of him, but this idea was forced down by him as soon as he was born.

"I hope you can laugh later!" As soon as the black robed man's eyes coagulated, he made a mark in his hand. The soft sword flew away from his hand. Then it was divided into two parts, two parts and three parts. Just in the blink of an eye, the whole room was lit up by some illusory sword shadows.

Tiemubai and he Hongshan were frightened, and then they began to kneel on the ground and shiver. It was the first time for them to see this immortal method, and they were awed by the black robed man.

Hongling also felt an invisible pressure to force herself to kneel down, but after pressing Zhou Yi's back, she clenched her teeth, her delicate body trembled slightly, trying to keep herself standing.

"Ten thousand swords belong to the clan!"

The black robed man spat out four big words one by one. Then he pointed out his right hand to Zhou Yi. Those illusory sword shadows stabbed Zhou Yi with the momentum of destroying heaven and earth.

After Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed and his breath sank slightly, the tiger's body straightened. Those sword shadows dissipated into the air when they first touched his clothes. Only the soft sword body trembled about a centimeter in front of Zhou Yi's forehead.

"Why How is that possible? " The man in black robe was shocked and his face was gloomy. Although he didn't try his best just now, his sword Qi could easily tear an elephant, but this week Yi didn't even move his clothes.

Although Zhou Yi resisted the sword spirit, the soft sword itself wanted to pierce his head with a trace of unyielding will. This is the power of the soft sword itself and has nothing to do with the black robed man.

At the moment, Zhou Yi stands still in the same place. The man in black robe tries to take back the soft sword by playing a few tricks, but he finds that the soft sword doesn't listen to his own command at all, and still stabs Zhou Yi's forehead.

The distance is also from one centimeter to one centimeter, and finally it is pasted on Zhou Yi's forehead, with a faint trace of blood on his forehead.

"Zhou Yi..."

Hongling was worried and her eyes were red in an instant. She wanted to help Zhou Yi, but she couldn't do anything about it. Under the pressure of the sword, they had no ability to act.

Zhou Yi's eyes were closed. At this moment, in his mind, it was a towering mountain. An eagle was hovering and hissing above the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a huge sword is sticking on a huge stone. This sword emits a strong cold light. Around it, there are all kinds of swords, but under the cold light, they are all eclipsed.

In front of the sword, Zhou Yi sits cross legged, his eyes closed, and his face is calm. I don't know how long later, the huge sword suddenly gives out bursts of ethereal sword chanting, and the other swords around also swing with it.

At this moment, Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a flash of light, he played a sword formula in his hand, and an illusory sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword on the boulder flew out of the control of no one. In an instant, it fought with Zhou Yi, who was holding the illusory sword. Zhou Yi used the sword technique of Da Luo to seal his throat, but he was so weak under the attack of the soft sword.

"So strong What kind of weapon is this... "

After being hit by the soft sword for several times, Zhou Yi muttered to himself that this weapon seems to have its own consciousness and does not need to be controlled at all. Once it wants to kill people, it will suppress them at all costs. At this time, it is a kind of will, the will to kill, which can also be said to be Sword!

In ancient times, there was a powerful person who could understand the meaning of the sword with one sword and one thought. With one thought, he would have infinite sword meaning to destroy everything. These are all things that people who have studied swordsmanship all their lives have a chance to understand.

Now Zhou Yi has fallen into the realm of sword meaning. If he is killed by soft sword in this realm, his noumenon will really fall. Now he can be said to be his spirit and consciousness. If consciousness and spirit are erased, what is left outside is just a corpse.

"This sword means the soft sword itself, not the black robed man's!" Zhou Yi's eyes flashed slightly. He fought with the soft sword again. This time, he opened his eyes wide and kept the attack track of the soft sword in mind.

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In the middle of the room, the black robed man looks at Zhou Yi's current situation in surprise. He doesn't know why his sword is not under his control. He doesn't want to kill Zhou Yi. If it's really going to kill someone, it's not easy to explain to the guoshifu. After all, he just wants to test Zhou Yi first.Heipao goes to Zhou Yi and then reaches out to grasp the handle of the sword. When he touches a soft sword, a powerful force directly blows him away. At the same time, countless small sword wounds appear on his body.

"Ah..."

Black robe screamed bitterly, and the blood came out from the wounds instantly. Not only that, he felt that there were some small swords in his body, such as needles, destroying himself madly.

"Big Are you all right, my lord? "

He Hongshan raised his head and looked at heipao in fear. He asked anxiously, "it's the people of the national master's mansion. If something happens here, the people of the national master's mansion will blame it. It will be a nightmare for their whole family.".

"I I'm fine. I'll go first... " Black robe looks tired. After he uses all his strength to suppress the sword Qi, he leaves quickly. Now he has to find his master to force the sword Qi out of his body. Otherwise, he suspects that he will be completely destroyed by the sword Qi before long.

After heipao left, he Hongshan and tiemubai found that the pressure was still there. They had always thought that it was the pressure that the heipao people created for them. Now it seems that the pressure came from the sword.

They didn't know the name of the sword, and they didn't know how powerful it was. They only knew that even the powerful man in black was seriously injured when he touched the sword.

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Three days later, Zhou Yi finally holds the soft sword in his hand, but there are many wounds on his body. These wounds are caused by the spirit's injury. If he wants to recover, it will be difficult to recover for a while unless there is an antidote. But now he understands the meaning of the sword. Compared with the spirit's injury, he makes a lot of money.

"The real Kendo is not to have a good sword!" Zhou Yi whispered, and then looked at the sky. The eagle hovering in the air gave a miserable hiss, and then fell down vertically.

Any of the three thousand avenues has its origin, and kendo is no exception. The meaning of sword is infinitely close to the origin of kendo.

Zhou Yi smiles a little. He raises his right hand. There is a long sword as small as hair in a mass of hazy air. This is the meaning of his sword and the unyielding will from the soft sword.

"I'll put this sword into my eyes. I'll call it miesheng sword later."

After that, Zhou Yi puts the hazy gas into his eyes. When he opens his eyes again, his consciousness has returned to the noumenon.

"Zhou Yi, you finally wake up..."

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhou Yi heard Hongling's anxious and excited voice. He looked at Hongling and found that her eyes were dark and tired. At first sight, she didn't have a good rest for a long time.

"How long have I been meditating?" When Zhou Yi's spirit was hurt, he was also a little weak at this time. Even his speech was a picture of weakness.

"Three days..." As soon as she raised her head, her right hand fell out of control.

"Hong Ling..." As soon as Zhou Yi's eyebrows wrinkled, he was in a hurry. With a flash at his feet, he appeared behind Hong Ling, and then took her in his arms.

Only then did he know that it took him three days to understand the meaning of the sword. Hongling should have protected herself for three days. Now when he saw that she woke up, she felt relieved, so she fainted.

Xiaohuan, who is in the house, sees her Princess fainting. She turns pale with fright and immediately runs up. She takes a look at Hongling, who looks tired. Then she stares at Zhou Yi with a pair of big black eyes as if she thinks of something.

Zhou Yi seems to have noticed something strange in Xiaohuan's eyes. He raises his head and asks curiously, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Xiaohuan's face turned red when she was told by Zhou Yi. She lowered her head and said shyly, "just now I saw Mr. Zhou appear beside the princess like a flash. It's amazing!"

When Zhou Yi picks his eyebrows, he finds that his cultivation has completely recovered. He just wants to catch Hong Ling, but he ignores the changes in her body.

With the restoration of cultivation, Zhou Yi has become more confident. If all the people in the guoshifu are practicing Qi and achieving cultivation in the foundation period, his strength in the mid golden elixir period will be enough to sweep the whole guoshifu.

Now Zhou Yi's trump card is powerful, and the meaning of miesheng sword has not been used yet. He naturally doesn't know how strong it is. As for chaos Shengyan and Baiyan, they are enough to shake Zifu period and even higher level existence.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll help the princess back to her room to have a rest. She hasn't closed her eyes these days. I think she's too tired!" Xiaohuan looked at Hongling in Zhou Yi's arms with heartache and said.

"Ah, this girl is so stupid!" After Zhou Yi sighed and said a word, he carefully helped Hongling to Xiaohuan.