City tour of the master of cultivation

Shi Tianlong cries out in despair behind him. Qi Yang is his last straw. Although he knows that Qi Yang has been trampled on by Zhou Yi, he still hopes on Qi Yang, because Qi Yang really has the strength to crush Zhou Yi.

"Hum"

Zhou Yi snorts coldly. What he hates most is that someone threatens his family. It's obvious that Shi Tianlong doesn't know about it. At this time, he just accelerates his own death.

"Whoosh"

the wooden sword comes out of Zhou Yi's hand. Yang Chong's face changes slightly, and he has some hope. He thinks that this young man is not invincible after all, and he can't control the wooden sword for a long time.

But when Yang Chong still had this idea in his brain, the next moment his wooden sword circled in the air, and then stabbed at him. The target was Shi Tianlong!

"Ah

The wooden sword passes through Shi Tianlong's body. Shi Tianlong only has time to cover his wound. He doesn't even touch the shadow of the wooden sword.

"I'm not willing!" Shi Tianlong shouts, and looks at Zhou Yi with venomous eyes, as if to engrave Zhou Yi in his mind. Unfortunately, he has no chance.

"Putong"

with a sound, Shi Tianlong's eyes turned white and fell to the ground. This Xiaoxiong, who has been dominating Hongcheng for more than ten years, finally died!

"You... How can you control swordsmanship?" Yang Chong asked with trembling lips. He didn't expect that his wooden sword, which he had been practicing for decades, would become Zhou Yi's thing after staying between Zhou Yi's fingers for more than ten seconds. Moreover, this is not the key. Why is it that this young man, who is clearly a warrior, can also practice real swordsmanship!

Is he a double practitioner of law and martial arts? Yang Chong had this idea in his mind, but the question was, how could Zhou Yi cultivate martial arts and magic to such a high level at the same time when he was so young.

It's a pity that Zhou Yi doesn't give him any chance to think any more. The next moment, the black wooden sword soars into the air again, and then stabs at his former master, Yang Chong!

The wooden sword passes through his heart, and Yang Chong dies in his eyes. Until the moment of his death, there is still a deep doubt and shock in his eyes. Why is there such a young talent of both Dharma and martial arts in this world.

"Stupid, it's called swordsmanship!" Seeing Yang Chongshen's death, Zhou Yi disdains to smile and whispers. Yang Chong thinks that his so-called sword control skill is very powerful. In fact, he doesn't know that the so-called sword control skill is just a sword control skill born out of fairyland. In essence, sword control skill is two levels higher than sword control skill.

Yang Chong beat his father with what his father taught him. It's strange that he won't die.

Zhou Yi takes a look at the messy living room of the historian, which is a little relieved. For Shi Tianlong and Yang Chong lying on the ground, Zhou Yi doesn't have the slightest sense of guilt. Zhou Yi will never let go of those who want to kill his parents. Whether it's a thousand or ten thousand, Zhou Yi will surely kill one by one.

And today, through Shi Tianlong's mouth, I learned that Qi Yang was the real behind the scenes man who killed himself last time. Although Zhou Yi had doubts before, he was still a little angry when he really revealed the answer. Unexpectedly, Qi Yang, who looks like a graceful young man, should have such flaws.

I just want to kill Zhou Yi because of one slap in the face.

"It's OK to know, Qi Yang. In the past, you were in the light and I was in the dark, so you can play to your heart's content. But now, you and I are exposed to the sun. I'd like to see what skills you, Qi Linzi, have!" The essence of Zhou Yi's eyes flashed by, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

At this time, a group of people rushed into the historian's living room. The first few people were all tattooed men with ferocious faces. Dozens of people came in with all kinds of machetes and weapons.

"Mr. Smith!"

"Shiye is dead!"

Looking at Shi Tianlong lying on the ground and dying, a tiger tattooed man was shocked.

Shi Tianlong under zonghongcheng died like this?

The faces of all the people behind the tiger print man are also full of unbelievable looks. It is said that Shi Tianlong, who can be defeated by one hundred in the later period of dark force, died like this?

Or was he killed by such a young and beautiful young man? A group of big men just felt that the scene before them was like a Arabian Night, and the look on their faces was astonished.

Some people are full of solemn and stirring look. It's obvious that Shi Tianlong had been very good at it before.

Some people's eyes twinkle, their eyes dribble around, and they have begun to guard against their peers. Obviously, I think about the division of territory after Shi Tianlong's death.

However, no matter what these people look like, they look at Zhou Yi with an undisguised bloodlust, because if they want to take over what Shi Tianlong left behind in the future, Zhou Yi must die!

Zhou Yi in front of us is a living registration. Whoever killed Zhou Yi has a reason to take over Shi Tianlong's territory!

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. Dozens of big men at the door licked their dry lips, and looked at Zhou Yi in the middle with fierce light. The hatred in their eyes was clearly visible!

Of course, some people took a few steps back, obviously they didn't intend to go up at the first time. They were all the smart people in their minds. Naturally, they knew how terrible the real dark force later warrior was. But even the terrible dark force warrior, who was one against one hundred, was lying in the hall at this time.What's more, they are not even ordinary gangsters.

"Kill this bastard! Take revenge on shiye

"Kill him!"

"Chop him to comfort shiye's spirit in heaven!"

"Kill

With all kinds of weapons in their hands, a group of big men rushed over, as if Zhou Yi were just a white rabbit in their eyes.

"Local chicken and dog!" Zhou Yi disdains to smile. With a wave of his big hand, the black wooden sword hovers in the air again, making a strange hissing sound, expressing his excited mood to Zhou Yi.

"What's that?"

A few old men who stepped back saw the wooden sword spinning in the air. They couldn't help wondering how it was like magic. The wooden sword was suspended in the air.

However, this strange scene was only seen by a few people who stepped back. These big men with blades and Zhou Yi's head in their eyes couldn't see it. They had only one idea at this time, that is, to kill Zhou Yi. Whoever cut his knife into Zhou Yi's neck first would have a chance to accept the historian's industry!

"Whoosh"

the wooden sword broke through the air again, and a group of big men were stunned. Then they found that there was such a strange thing with black awn in the air.

It's a pity that they can only find out, but they can't do anything to block the wooden sword. After all, the speed of the wooden sword almost lost even Zhou Yi.

"Puyi"

"Puyi"

...

this is the sound of the wooden sword entering the body. A group of big men still keep running forward. Until the wooden sword enters the body, they feel that their body is full of vitality, and then their vitality quickly leaves along the wound in the form of blood.

"Putong"

the fastest man fell three meters in front of Zhou Yi.

"Putong"

then there was the second one. The man of more than 200 kg fell heavily on the ground...

"Putong"

the third one, the fourth one...

soon, with the sound of Putong coming one after another, no one of the dozens of fierce men stood any more. They all fell three meters away from Zhou Yi, forming a very shocking crowd!

And the wooden sword that did all this returned to the air again. The black light was even worse, and the strange hissing sound was more harsh. It seemed that he was asking Zhou Yi for credit. Only when he knew that the Kunlun immortal sword in Zhou Yi's hand made a light sound, the wooden sword was not willing to calm down.

"Ghosts

"Monster

Several big men who were waiting to pick up the leak outside the living room were scared to pee their pants when they saw this scene. They did not dare to look at Zhou Yi any more. They threw away the blade and ran away, hoping that their parents would give them more legs.

Zhou Yi shakes his head and doesn't chase him any more. He has said before that thousands of people under Shi Tianlong's command are local chickens, but now it turns out that he is right. Ordinary people are as weak as ants to Zhou Yi. No matter how many people come, he can kill him with one sword!

With a sigh, Zhou Yi is ready to leave. Today, he's killing a lot of people in the historian. It's bound to stir up a lot of people, so he needs to find someone to take care of the future here in case he is caught in the future.

"Dangdang"

just as Zhou Yigang was raising his foot to leave, he suddenly found that he had kicked something and it rolled on the ground and made a sound.

Zhou Yi takes a casual look and is about to leave.

Unexpectedly, this eye stopped him, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Zhou Yi stoops to pick up the things on the ground. It's a copper compass with various complex patterns carved on it. He starts to sink slightly. Zhou Yi stares curiously at the patterns on the compass, which he has never seen before.

"Gee, I feel dizzy after staring for a long time!"

Zhou Yi can't help but be surprised. He stares at the grain for several seconds. Then a faint dizziness comes from his head. It's obvious that the grain is extraordinary. It's very mysterious.

"Is it... Geomantic instrument?"

Zhou Yi pondered. Then he took a look at the original position of the compass. It seems that it fell from Yang Chong.

"Yes, it must be the geomantic omen weapon of historians!" Zhou Yi patted his brain, and suddenly realized that after he came to the historian, he directly forgot this stubble. Then he remembered that the root of the danger he had met with Zhou Zheng before was geomantic omen.

It's the compass in my hand now!

"There are many cracks in the compass now." Zhou Yi touched the legendary geomantic omen weapon, and then found that there were several invisible cracks on it. As a result, the compass lost its original superior flavor and showed some signs of dilapidation. It was obvious that after several times of use, the compass would break and become a common compass.

Zhou Yi takes another look at Yang Chong lying on the ground. The fluctuation of his breath is very similar to that on the compass.