Cultivating Master In City

Hearing the disdainful words of the man in black, Zhou Yi smiled faintly and said, "it depends on whether you have that ability.

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His only dependence now is his strong physical body. The divine ape body training can be called the most powerful body training. His King Kong's not bad body is the credit of body training. Without any accomplishments, he should also be able to withstand the blow of the Qi training friar.

But Zhou Yi is worried about the soft sword in the black robed man's hand. The soft sword can't see what level it is. However, in this mortal world, even the Qi friars can be domineering, and they can't be as powerful as magic weapons.

The black robed man saw that Zhou Yi was not frightened by his own means, but still looked indifferent. He was slightly stunned. He seemed to have 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!" the black robed man's eyes coagulated and made a mark in his hand. The soft sword soared away from his hand. Then one point two, two points three, but in the blink of an eye, the whole room was illuminated by some illusory sword shadows.

Both tiemubai and Hehong mountain were frightened. Then they began to kneel on the ground and tremble. This immortal's means was the first time they saw, and they were in awe of the man in black robe.

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

"Ten thousand swords belong to the sect!"

The man in black vomited four big words word by word, then stretched out his right hand and pointed to Zhou Yi. Those illusory sword shadows stabbed Zhou Yi with the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth.

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed and his body straightened up after he was slightly angry. Those sword shadows dissipated into the air when he first touched his clothes. Only the body of the soft sword trembled about a centimeter in front of Zhou Yi's forehead.

"How... How could it be?" the man in black robe was frightened and his face was gloomy. Although he didn't try his best just now, those sword Qi could easily tear up an elephant, but Zhou Yi didn't even move his clothes this week.

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

At the moment, Zhou Yi stands still. The man in black plays several tricks to take back the soft sword, but he finds that the soft sword doesn't seem to listen to his command at all and still stabs Zhou Yi's forehead.

The distance was also from one centimeter to one centimeter. Finally, it was pasted to Zhou Yi's forehead. There was a trace of blood on the skin of his forehead.

"Zhou Yi..."

Hongling was worried, and her eyes turned red in an instant. She wanted to help Zhou Yi, but there was nothing she could do. Under the pressure of the sword, they were mortals without the slightest action ability.

Zhou Yi's eyes are closed. At the moment, his mind is like a towering mountain. An eagle is circling and neighing above the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a huge long sword is sticking on a huge stone. The long 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 sat cross legged, closed his eyes and looked calm. I don't know how long it took, the huge long sword suddenly made bursts of ethereal sword chanting, and other swords around him echoed and swung.

The eagle in the air screamed with fear again. At this time, Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes and flashed his eyes. He played a sword formula in his hand, and an illusory sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword on the boulder flew out automatically without anyone's control. In an instant, Zhou Yi fought with Zhou Yi, who was holding an illusory sword. Zhou Yi used Da Luo's swordsmanship, closed his throat with one sword and danced with demons, but it seemed so weak under the attack of the soft sword.

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

After being hit several times by the soft sword, Zhou Yi muttered to himself that the 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 will, the will to kill, which can also be said to be... Sword intention!

In ancient times, there were powerful people who read every sword. After understanding the meaning of the sword, they only need one thought to destroy everything. Only those who have studied Kendo all their life have the chance to understand it.

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

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

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In the room, the black robed man looked at Zhou Yi's current situation in surprise. He didn't know why his sword was not under his control and wanted to kill Zhou Yi. If there were to be a human life, it would be difficult for the Guoshi mansion to explain. After all, it was just for him to test Zhou Yi first.

Black robe went to Zhou Yi and then stretched out his hand to grasp the handle of the sword. When he just touched the soft sword, a powerful force directly shook him out. At the same time, countless small sword wounds appeared on his body.

"Ah..."

The black robe screamed in pain, and the blood suddenly came out of all wounds. Not only that, he felt that some small swords like fine needles were madly destroying himself.

"Big... Sir, are you okay?"

He Hongshan raised his head and looked at the black robe in fear. He asked anxiously. This is the people of the Imperial College. If something happened to him, the people of the Imperial College would blame him. It would be a nightmare for their whole family.

"I... I'm fine, I'll go first..." black robe looked tired. He tried to suppress the sword Qi with all his strength and left quickly. Now he had to find his master to force the sword Qi out of his body, otherwise he suspected that he would be completely killed by the sword Qi in a short time.

After the black robe left, he Hongshan and tiemubai found that the pressure was still there. Before, they always thought it was the oppression created by the man in black robe. Now it seems that the pressure was emitted from the sword.

They don't know the name of the sword, let alone how powerful it is. They only know that even people as powerful as black robes were seriously injured when they first touched the sword.

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Three days later, Zhou Yi finally held the soft sword in his hand, but there were many wounds on his body. These wounds were hurt by the spirit. If he wanted to recover, it would be difficult to recover for a while unless there was an anti heaven pill. But now he understood the meaning of the sword. He made a lot of money compared with the hurt of the spirit.

"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 sad neighing, and then fell vertically.

Every three thousand Avenue has its origin, and kendo is no exception, and the meaning of sword is infinitely close to the origin of kendo.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly. He raised his right hand. There was a long sword as small as hair in a hazy gas. This was his sword meaning and his indomitable will understood from the soft sword.

"I put the sword into my eyes. It will be called miesheng sword for the time being!"

After that, Zhou Yi put the hazy gas into his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had returned to his 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 her face was tired. At first glance, she looked like she hadn't rested for a long time.

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

"Three days..." Hong Ling raised her right hand and stretched out three fingers. As soon as her voice fell, she felt her head heavy and her body fell back uncontrollably.

"Hong Ling..." Zhou Yi frowned. In a hurry, he appeared behind Hong Ling with a flash of his feet, and then took her in his arms.

He knew that he had spent three days to understand the meaning of the sword. Hong Ling should have guarded herself for three days. Now she felt relieved to see herself wake up, so she fainted tired.

Xiaohuan, who was in the house, saw that her Princess fainted and turned pale. She immediately ran up. She looked at the tired Hongling, and then stared at Zhou Yi with a pair of big black eyes as if she thought of something.

Zhou Yi seemed to notice something strange in Xiao Huan's eyes. He raised his head and asked curiously, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Huan's face turned red when Zhou Yi said this. She bowed her head and said shyly: "just now I saw childe Zhou appear directly beside the princess like an instant movement. It felt very magical!"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows. He found that his cultivation had completely recovered. Just now he wanted to catch Hongling, but he ignored the changes in his body.

The cultivation has been restored, and Zhou Yi has become more confident. If all the people in the Imperial College are practicing their cultivation until the foundation period, his strength in the middle of the golden elixir will be enough to sweep the whole Imperial College.

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

"Childe Zhou, let me help the princess back to her room to have a rest. She hasn't closed her eyes these days. She must be too tired!" Xiaohuan looked at Hongling in Zhou Yi's arms with heartache and said.

"Hey, this girl is so stupid!" Zhou Yi sighed and then carefully helped Hongling to Xiaohuan.