Cultivating Master In City

Shi Tianlong cried out in despair. Qi Yang was his last straw. Although he knew that Qi Yang had been trampled by Zhou Yi, he still placed his hope on Qi Yang, because Qi Yang did have the strength to crush Zhou Yi.

"Hum"

Zhou Yi snorted coldly. What he hated most was that someone threatened his family. Obviously, Shi Tianlong didn't know about it. He carried Qi Yang out at this time, just accelerating his death.

"Whoosh"

The wooden sword came out of Zhou Yi's hand. Yang Chong's face changed slightly and he had a bit of hope. He thought that the boy in front of him was not invincible after all. He couldn't control the wooden sword for a long time.

But when Yang Chong still had this idea in the sea, his wooden sword circled in the air and then stabbed it quickly. The goal was Shi Tianlong!

"Ah!"

The wooden sword passed through Shi Tianlong's body. Shi Tianlong only had time to cover his wound. He didn't even touch the shadow of the wooden sword.

"I'm not willing!" Shi Tianlong shouted, and looked at Zhou Yi with a resentful look, as if he wanted to engrave Zhou Yi in his mind. Unfortunately, he has no chance.

"Puff"

Suddenly, Shi Tianlong's eyes turned white and fell to the ground. The hero who had dominated Hong City for more than ten years died in peace after all!

"You... How can you control swordsmanship!" Yang Chong asked with trembling lips. He didn't expect that the wooden sword he had refined 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 this young man who is clearly a martial artist in front of him able to practice the swordsmanship of a real person!

Is he a master of both Dharma and martial arts? Yang Chong's mind jumped out of this idea, but the problem is, Zhou Yi is so young, how can he practice martial arts and magic at the same time to such a high level.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yi no longer gave him any chance to think. At the next moment, the wooden sword with black awn soared into the air again, and then stabbed into the air. The target was his former master, Yang Chong!

The wooden sword passed through his heart, and Yang Chong also died in peace. Until the moment of his death, there was still deep doubt and shock in his eyes. Why is there such a young talent of double cultivation of Dharma and martial arts in the world.

"Fool, it's called swordsmanship!" seeing Yang Chong dead, Zhou Yi disdained to smile and whispered. Yang Chong thought his so-called sword control was awesome. In fact, he didn't know it at all. The so-called sword control was just a sword control born in the fairy world. In essence, the sword control was two levels higher than the sword control.

Yang Chong beat his father with what his father taught his son. It's strange if he doesn't die.

Zhou Yi takes a look at the messy historian living room, which slightly relieves his anger. Zhou Yi has no sense of guilt for Shi Tianlong and Yang Chong lying on the ground. Zhou Yi will never let go of such people who want to kill his parents. Whether it's 1000 or 10000, Zhou Yi is bound to kill one by one.

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

Just wanted to kill Zhou Yi directly because of a slap in the face.

"It's good to know, Qi Yang. In the past, you were in the light and I was in the dark, so you can give full play to yourself. But now, you and I are exposed to the sun. I want to see what you, the Lin son of the Qi family, have!" Zhou Yi's eyes flashed past, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

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

"Master Shi!"

"Master Shi is dead!"

A big man with tiger pattern looked at Shi Tianlong who was lying on the ground and died in peace. He was shocked.

Shi Tianlong, who lives under Hongcheng, died like this?

The faces of a group of people behind the tiger pattern man were also full of unbelievable looks. It is said that Shi Tianlong, who can defeat hundreds in the later stage of dark Jin, died like this?

Or was he killed by such a young, beautiful and excessive teenager in front of him? The big men only felt that the scene in front of them was like a Arabian Night, and the look on their faces was stunned.

Some people are full of solemn and stirring looks. Obviously, Shi Tianlong treated them well before.

Some people's eyes twinkle, and their eyes are rolling. They have begun to secretly guard against their peers. Obviously, I thought of the division of territory after Shi Tianlong's death.

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

Zhou Yi in front of us is a living name. Whoever killed Zhou Yi has the 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 cracked lips and looked at Zhou Yi with fierce eyes. The hatred light 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 smart at ordinary times. Naturally, they knew how terrible the real dark power warrior was in the later stage, but even the terrible dark power warrior who was an enemy of hundreds was lying in the hall at this time.

What's more, they are a bunch of ordinary gangsters who are not even martial arts.

"Kill this bastard! Avenge master Shi!"

"Kill him!"

"Chop him to comfort the spirit of Lord Shi!"

"Kill!"

A group of big men rushed over with all kinds of weapons in their hands, as if Zhou Yi was just a white rabbit for them to kill.

"Tujiwa dog!" Zhou Yi disdained to smile, waved his big hand, and the wooden sword with black awn hovered in the air again, making a strange hissing sound, and even expressed his excitement to Zhou Yi.

"What's that?"

Before, several retreating men saw the wooden sword spinning in the air. They couldn't help wondering how it was like magic. The wooden sword was suspended in mid air out of thin air.

However, only a few people who stepped back saw this strange scene. These big men with blades and eyes full of Zhou Yi's head can't see it. At this time, they only have one idea, that is, kill Zhou Yi. Whoever's knife is the first to cut into Zhou Yi's neck will have the opportunity to accept the historian's industry!

"Whoosh"

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

Unfortunately, they can only find it, but they can't do anything to stop the wooden sword. After all, the speed of the wooden sword almost suffered from the previous Zhou Yi.

"Poop"

"Poop"

.....

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 don't feel that they have a breath in their body, and then their vitality quickly stays outside the body along the wound in the form of blood.

"Puff"

The fastest man fell directly three meters in front of Zhou Yi.

"Puff"

Then there was the second, a man of more than 200 kilograms fell heavily to the ground

"Puff"

The third, the fourth

Soon, with the sound of Putong coming one after another, none of the dozens of big men who came angrily stood any longer. They all fell three meters away from Zhou Yi and paved a pile of people with great shock effect in the area!

The wooden sword that did all this returned to the air again. The black light was even worse, and the strange hissing sound was even more harsh. It seemed to be asking Zhou Yi for credit. After knowing that the Kunlun immortal sword in Zhou Yi's hand gave a light sound, the wooden sword calmed down reluctantly.

"Ghost!"

"Monster!"

Several big men waiting to pick up the leak outside the living room were so frightened that they peed in their pants when they saw this scene. They didn't dare to look at Zhou Yi any more. They threw away the blade in their hands and ran away. They wanted their parents to give them more legs.

Zhou Yi shook his head and didn't go after him again. He said before that thousands of people under Shi Tianlong's hands were local chickens and earthen dogs. Now facts have proved that he is indeed right. Ordinary people are as weak as ants for Zhou Yi now. No matter how many they come, he can kill them with one sword!

After sighing, Zhou Yi is ready to leave. Today, he is killing in historians. Things are bound to disturb many people, so he wants to find someone to take care of the future affairs here in case he is caught in the future.

"Dang Dang"

Just as Zhou Yigang raised his foot to leave, he suddenly found that he had kicked something, which rolled on the ground and made a sound.

Zhou Yi took a casual look and was about to leave.

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

Zhou Yi stooped down and picked up something on the ground. It was a copper compass with various complex lines engraved on it. He started to sink slightly. Zhou Yi stared curiously at the lines on the compass, which he had never seen before.

"Eh, I've been staring for a long time. I feel dizzy!"

Zhou Yi was surprised. He stared at the grain for dozens of seconds. Then there was a faint feeling of dizziness in his head. Obviously, the grain was very beautiful. It's mysterious.

"Is it... Feng Shui magic weapon?"

Zhou Yi pondered, and then he took a look at the original position of the compass, which seemed to fall from Yang Chong.

"Yes, this must be the geomantic magic weapon of historians!" Zhou Yi patted his head and suddenly realized that after he came to historians, he directly forgot this stubble. He remembered that the root of the danger he and Zhou Zheng encountered before was the geomantic magic weapon.

It's the compass in your hand now!

"There are many cracks on the compass now." Zhou Yi touched the legendary Feng Shui magic tool, and then found that there were several thin invisible cracks on it, which led to the loss of the original superior breath of the compass at this time, showing some signs of dilapidation. Obviously, after using it several times, the compass will break into an ordinary compass.

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