Cultivating Master In City

Murong Yinan's handsome face showed a painful smile. Just now he was able to block the bombardment of each other's boxing shadow, but it doesn't mean he can block the attack of hundreds of boxing shadows from all angles. He was defeated in the duel.

"If you lose, you'll lose. You can't lose miserably!" Murong recalled Nan's roar, and the gang mang around you made a great work. Since you can't block all the boxing shadows with the gang mang sword, you can only resist hard.

"Eh?" Zhou Yi was surprised to find that Murong Yinan had some reservations before. His strength was definitely not just the early stage of Gangjin. Judging from the color and outward release of gangmang, he had reached the middle stage. He was already the middle stage of Gangjin when he was so young. He was really a genius.

Murong Yinan waved the gang awn sword. The sword awn expanded and lengthened again. Now it has become a big sword with a length of 2 meters. The waving range is stronger and stronger, and can resist most of the boxing shadows around. But Zhou Yi's fist shadow is too tricky and too dense. It is the limit of Murong Yinan to sweep away more than half.

"Puff, puff..." the sound was constant. It was the sound of fist shadows hitting Murong Yinan's body one after another. Each time, Murong Yinan's body shook slightly. Under dozens of blows, Murong Yinan's body shook, and even the corners of his mouth exuded blood.

"Hahaha, Zhou Yi, I admit that this move is great, but now your boxing shadow has been exhausted, and your true Qi has been almost consumed? Now it's time for me to fight back."

Although the fist shadow was consumed, Murong Yinan's true Qi was consumed more severely, but he could still support and wave the gang mang sword to rush towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly and waved his hand. There were more than a hundred fist shadows around him, and half of them were distributed. More than 50 fist shadows faintly formed a circular array of upper and lower layers, blocking Murong Yinan's pace.

Murong Yinan felt as if he had entered a quagmire, and every step was difficult. The boxing shadows around are entangled by fighting. There is only a short distance of about five meters. Murong Yinan's DNA is that he can't attack Zhou Yi. Even if he can suddenly shoot cold arrows, condense like other vigorous strength experts and shoot vigorous strength like bullets, he knows that it is impossible to plot against Zhou Yi by looking at dozens of fist shadows and whirlwinds still lingering around Zhou Yi.

Now Murong Yinan can only fight the round array of boxing shadows around him, so that he can attack Zhou Yi and give full play to his strong melee strength. However, it is impossible for Zhou Yi to give him this opportunity. Moreover, in terms of close combat, Zhou Yi is definitely stronger than his long-range tactics.

Murong recalled that when he was fighting in Nanyue, he felt his lower body sinking. It was clear that there was nothing below and it was not a quagmire, but the feeling of being deeply trapped in the shackles made him gradually flustered, and the gang mang sword in his hand was gradually waving without rules.

Zhou Yi takes a step forward, fiercely beats Huang Long, and grabs Murong Yinan's collar. This was very abrupt and direct. Murong recalled that Nanming had felt it, but the reaction speed of his body was much lower than usual. Zhou Yi grabbed his chest, and a powerful force different from true Qi rushed into his body, immediately sealed and locked his eight meridians.

Murong Yinan was softly held by Zhou Yi. There was no angry expression on his face, only a decadent look. In his opinion, even if he is not Zhou Yi's opponent, he can't lose so miserably. Being captured by Zhou Yisheng without any threat to Zhou Yi is a humiliation and a great blow to his self-confidence.

After catching Murong and remembering the south, Zhou Yi flashed his body, displayed the formula of Kuafu chasing the sun, and quickly ran to the back mountain. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the mountains and forests.

There were a large crowd of teachers and students watching outside the Houshan playground. People only saw Zhou Yi and Murong Yinan standing opposite each other and talking for a while. One of them began to blow out the wind, the other pulled out the lightsaber, and then Zhou Yi waved his hand as if to make a move. Then Murong Yinan raised the lightsaber and showed a set of exquisite sword techniques, Then Murong Yinan walked askew towards Zhou Yi. Finally, he didn't move forward 5 meters away from Zhou Yi. He waved his lightsaber wildly. Finally, Zhou Yi grabbed his collar and dragged him away.

This is the duel between experts? Most of the people who eat melons can't see the content. Zhou Yi's fist shadow is almost transparent. In addition, the sun at noon is the most sunny time. It is difficult to see Zhou Yi's fist shadow attacking Murong Yinan, so there is such a strange picture in everyone's eyes.

In the eyes of experts, it was a wonderful duel. As soon as the two sides came up, they directly played big tricks and decided the outcome in minutes. Both young people were eager to win.

"Yes, today's young people grow up so fast!" Kong Fanxing was still on the clock tower of the library, but he was playing chess with the old man with white beard. Two people occasionally look outside. From this high-rise building, although they can see the Houshan playground in the distance, the figure has been very blurred. Just, do two people still see with their eyes? They feel the Qi machine and the change of aura between heaven and earth, so they can know who wins and who loses.

"Zhou Yi is a very cautious child. How did he make such a decision? Boss, you took action?" Kong Fanxing asked while slowly putting a sunspot.

"Yes, the apprentice will do it immediately at the teacher's instruction. In order to ensure that Murong Yinan can win the duel, the Murong family bound Zhou Yi's two roommates and wanted to coerce Zhou Yi into submission."

"On the contrary, those Murong family guys have shit in their heads. Hey, I'm afraid you took action before I told you. Your shadow is in the Murong family's action."

"The teacher is wise and wise, indeed. The contradiction between Zhou Yi and the other party has begun to arise. If I don't take this opportunity to expand the contradiction, I won't be your student."

"Well, pay attention to the scale and be careful to burn yourself. Zhou Yi is not a simple person. He is very smart. If he finds you behind the scenes, be careful that he beats you together."

"Teacher, I'm really scared when you say that. According to the cultivation speed of junior brother, I can really abuse me in two years." the old man with white beard sighed.

"Hey, hey, why don't I want to take him as an apprentice? Your master, my vision is unprecedented and unprecedented."

"Teacher, younger martial brother won't impulsively make Murong?"

"Don't worry, of course he won't be so reckless. Do you think he's the fifth? I think he meant to get Murong back."

"It should mean that, but I didn't expect Zhou Yi to advance the duel, which caught some people who were prepared to deal with him in the dark by surprise." the old man with white beard gave a son.

Seeing the old man with white beard playing this son, Kong Fanxing was happy and immediately played a sunspot. He smiled: "boss, I haven't played chess with you for a while, but your chess skills have regressed."

"No, it's not that the disciple's chess skill has regressed. It's that the teacher's chess skill has deepened to a new level. The disciple is willing to bow down."

Kong Fanliang smiled and liked this kind of flattery very much. He touched his chin and thought that he hadn't had a beard for a long time and didn't touch his beard for a while, so some Shanshan put down his hands and said, "so, apart from the Murong family, do other people want to be bad for Zhou Yi?"

"The Zhou name of the Zhou family in xiangyuanshan was beaten. Of course, the supporters behind him wanted to jump out. They wanted to start in the dark. It seemed that the Murong family had made it. As a result, Zhou Yi's early move disrupted all their plans."

"Hey, I pinched my fingers the day before yesterday. You little martial brother is definitely an expert in stirring up the situation. He can't grasp the track at all. Therefore, these clowns are not worth drying out."

"The teacher's divine calculation is admired by the disciples."

When Kong Fanliang was complacent towards his eldest disciple, in a house in a private villa area near Longda campus, a man's roar broke the floor glass: "you bastards!! Xiaonan was caught, why not save him?"

The roaring man was a tall, powerful, middle-aged man with gray hair and beard. In front of him, there were four young people in casual clothes who looked like students. When they heard the roar of the middle-aged man, the four human bodies were like chaff, and they didn't dare to raise their heads at all.

Murong Yijiang interrupted: "uncle, just throw these buckets into the sea. If there's something wrong with the second son, I'll kill Zhou Yi and bury the second son."

The fierce middle-aged man glared at Murong Yijiang: "Xiaojiang, if you have the ability to be Zhou Yi, can you encourage Xiaonan to find Zhou Yi's trouble? Hum, since you knew Zhou Yi was hard to mess with, you shouldn't mess with him. It's clear that Zhou Xiaojiu of the Zhou family was disheveled by Zhou Yi. How dare you make do with him?"

"Second uncle, it's not that I want to trouble him, it's that he wants to trouble me."

The mighty man rolled his eyes and said, "really? Don't you want to have sex with other people's girls? How dare you have sex with the baby granddaughter of the wood artillery battle in southern Jiangsu? Hey hey, your boy's ability in Longda has increased in the past two years."

Being reprimanded by the powerful man with a gun and a stick, Murong Yijiang wanted to distinguish something, but he knew that his second uncle looked rough, but he was so smart that he couldn't deceive him, so he gave up his words.