Cultivating Master In City

"Senior, I'm too proud of you. If you have a spirit stone, you'll be filial to you." Zhou Yi is funny. He knows that he has grasped the death hole of the man on the Jinding, but he pretends to be frightened.

"As soon as I see you, I can forget all the rules of seniority. How about I make friends with you?"

Zhou Yixin said, how poor are the people at Jinding? So close to yourself.

"The younger generation dare not break the rules. The elder is the elder. I just hope that the elder can be a judge who can see clearly from the outside on the gratitude and resentment between me and the Ye family."

"Well..."

"Senior, a stone has fallen under your feet."

"What? The damn bag is so weak that this stone fell off. Ah, middle grade... Is it my old man's or my brother's sharp eyes, or I'll lose money again." master Jinding picked up the middle grade spirit stone that Zhou Yi deliberately left at the foot of master Jinding. He smiled as if chrysanthemum had encountered a long lost spring.

Master Jinding's inner judgment of Zhou Yi has improved to a higher level. He knows that Zhou Yi is a big local tyrant. He is a lonely ghost. It seems to be a good choice to change his family at this time.

"It seems that the elder is very interested in stones. The younger just knows that there is a place where there are many rare stones. Will you take the elder to explore it some other day?"

"Little brother, I admire you for your righteousness. I have the right to be a bystander this time."

Then the man on the Golden Top really put his hands in his sleeves and stood next to him.

Zhou Yi and master Jinding had a great time talking together, which means that they forget their years. But opposite the towering building, a white haired old man on a tall building could no longer hold his breath.

"Send a message to the owner of the house and say I want to go out in person." the white haired old man said to a middle-aged man behind him and jumped off the roof.

"Elder Jinding, why don't you do it?" the white haired old man hurried as soon as he landed on the ground.

"Oh, little brother Zhou Yi, this is Ye Qingtian, the supreme elder of the Ye family. He is really a high-ranking and powerful expert in the later stage of foundation construction. You should be careful."

"Thank you for reminding me!" Zhou Yi thanked the man on the Jinding with his fist, and then turned to Ye Qingtian.

"Ye Qingtian no longer hides his head and shows his tail. It's really rare that he is finally willing to come out and meet people."

The white haired old man with eagle eyes and a flat nose is Ye Qingtian, the uncle of the contemporary family ye Shutian, and the highest cultivation of the Ye family.

Ye Qingtian glanced angrily. Next to him stood the man on the Golden Summit who stood idly by. Then he said to Zhou Yi, "young Zhou Yi, you dare to attack my Ye family. I don't know whether you swallowed the bear's heart or the leopard's gall. I'll teach you a lesson today, you little bastard who doesn't understand the rules."

When he spoke, ye Qingtian released the breath of his huge cultivation in the later stage of foundation building. At the same time, he had a green dragon Yanyue knife in his hand. A tall virtual shadow appeared behind Ye Qingtian. It was eight times similar to the image of a martial Saint handed down.

"What a green dragon Yanyue sword! Unfortunately, the user is not human." Zhou Yi smiled sarcastically and took out his Dragon Blood Sword.

Perhaps it felt the strong breath of the green dragon Yanyue sword, and the Dragon Blood Sword made a deafening dragon chant. As soon as the Dragon Blood Sword appeared, the originally ferocious breath of Qinglongyan moon sword was immediately suppressed. The three people present heard it. There was a strange sound, as if it was the wailing and moaning sound of a small animal when it was injured.

Ye Qingtian, who originally sent the Qinglong Yanyue knife, wanted to kill Zhou Yi on the spot with the murderous spirit of the Qinglong Yanyue knife. Unexpectedly, after the other party appeared a strange blood weapon, the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand didn't listen to his command and began to wiggle and tremble. At the same time, the spirit of the imitation Qinglong Yanyue knife began to make a cry.

Ye Qingtian was shocked. You know, although the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand is not the one handed down, it is also a inferior magic weapon refined by a skilled craftsman.

Originally, it was only a top-grade magic weapon. Later, the ancestors of the Ye family killed thousands of innocent souls on the battlefield and captured a once powerful general. The ancestors of the Ye family refined the general's soul into a magic weapon. Therefore, the green dragon Yanyue knife in the hands of the ancestors of the ye family became a bottom-grade magic weapon.

The Qinglong Yanyue sword in Ye Qingtian's hand was originally a fierce object. At this time, the fierce object sword was afraid of the Dragon Blood Sword in Zhou Yi's hand. In this way, the quality of the Dragon Blood Sword in Zhou Yi's hand was much higher than that of the Qinglong Yanyue sword.

Seeing this scene, master Jinding couldn't help turning his eyes. With his hundreds of years of practice, he had only three inferior magic weapons, but the power of each was not as powerful as the Qinglong Yanyue sword in Ye Qingtian's hand. In this way, he couldn't compare with the Dragon Blood Sword in last week Yi's hand.

"The little bastard still has such a treasure. I'll cut you and grab the strange thing in your hand."

"Ye Qingtian, you are immortal. Don't rely on your old age. Today is your burial place." just now Zhou Yi can clearly feel a message from the Dragon Blood Sword. It is a voice, just like a dying traveler who suddenly woke up in the dry desert. His voice is dry and weak.

"I'm so hungry. I want to eat..."

Zhou Yi concentrated and gathered Qi. He knew that the sound came from the Dragon Blood Sword, because he had once refined the Dragon Blood Sword by dripping blood. Therefore, the Dragon Blood Sword could connect with Zhou Yi's mind. However, since the spirit of the instrument inside had long disappeared, such a sound suddenly appeared, which surprised Zhou Yi and made him very ecstatic.

"Who are you? Is it the spirit of this weapon?" Zhou Yi also sent a message to the past.

"I'm so hungry. I'm really hungry. There's a delicious meal..." the shriveled and weak voice became a little majestic at this time. Zhou Yi seemed to feel that an ancient fierce beast was slowly waking up.

Suddenly, a domineering move came to Zhou Yi's mind. Zhou Yi raised the Dragon Blood Sword and cut the void.

"Tyrannosaurus Rex void chop!!"

With Zhou Yi's violent drinking, the Dragon Blood Sword split out. Between Zhou Yi and ye Qingtian, the air between the space distance of more than 20 meters surged wildly, as if it were boiling water. In an instant, all the air was forced away, and a vacuum appeared.

Ye Qingtian was still shocked that the Qinglong Yanyue sword in his hand was suppressed by Zhou Yi's Dragon Blood Sword. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi said to do it, and directly enlarged the move as soon as he came up. In a hurry, ye Qingtian raised the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand and came to a raise fire to the sky. The aura of his body surged wildly into the Qinglong Yanyue knife. The Qinglong Yanyue knife emitted a vigorous knife Qi and collided with the Tyrannosaurus Rex in the air.

The energy formed by the two magic weapons impacted together. Yes, both of them were a great burden. Zhou Yi was shocked and turned back two somersaults in a row, staggering and stabilizing his body. Ye Qingtian actually said that his cultivation was higher than Zhou Yi, but he was old and weak, and his strength was far lower than Zhou Yi. When the energy of the two magic weapons collided, He sat on the ground with a butt.

When Zhou Yi saw that there was a bargain to take, he immediately let out a long roar. "The old guy still has a lot of strength. Let's see my Tyrannosaurus Rex void chop!!"

This time, Zhou Yi jumped up directly, waved a dragon blood knife and stabbed Ye Qingtian in the air. The aura in Zhou Yi's body also poured into the Dragon Blood Sword. With the ability of the Dragon Blood Sword to do its best, the inspired aura wave even formed a dragon shape in the air this time. The Tyrannosaurus Rex cut into the void and roared, and rushed towards Ye Qingtian with a more ferocious posture than just now.

Ye Qingtian didn't expect that Zhou Yi should be so strong that he could suppress himself in the struggle after a period of Qi refining.

"Dao Dun, change shape!" Ye Qingtian quickly condensed a spell with his hands and put the spell into the Qinglong Yanyue Dao.

The momentum of Qinglong Yanyue Dao rises sharply. The image of a powerful and tall general dressed all over stands in Ye Qingtian's expression.

The general's image is the weapon spirit of Qinglong Yanyue Dao. When the weapon spirit appears, it feels old. The crisis like the destruction of the world strikes, so the general weapon spirit waved the Qinglong Yanyue Dao and rushed to the dragon shaped spirit wave of the Dragon Blood Sword.

At this time, the green dragon Yanyue sword is waved in the hand of a general of virtual shadow, which is more powerful than when ye Qingtian waved it. But when the two collide together, it is not a collision of power level.

The dragon shaped aura wave immediately entangled the general Xuying and the green dragon Yanyue sabre, and controlled and bound the green dragon Yanyue Sabre as if they were materialized.

The Dragon Blood Sword in Zhou Yi's hand gave out a pleasant cry of excitement, suddenly broke away from Zhou Yi's palm and rushed towards the green dragon Yanyue sword.

In full view of the public, the green dragon Yanyue knife was chopped to the ground by the Dragon Blood Sword. In the blink of an eye, it split into hundreds of pieces.

The general of the virtual shadow who appeared made a unwilling roar and was swallowed up by the Dragon Blood Sword.

Ye Qingtian, who was controlling Qinglong Yanyue knife, suddenly covered his chest with his hands and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Young generation, what evil magic weapon did you use to hurt me?"

"Old man, you can't live forever this time. I'll cut off your dog's head." said Zhou Yi, trying to control the Dragon Blood Sword and cut off Ye Qingtian's head.