Cultivating Master In City

"Pretend to be an innocent poor disabled person to cheat others' sympathy. I despise you, a mean person like you."

When Zhou Yi expressed his contempt, he had given up the Dragon Blood Sword, and the heavy fist had been hit out. He really wanted to blow up the bridge of the nose with one punch. But his words have been finished, but the heavy fist is only in the initial stage of swing, and the five fingers are still slowly making fist clenching. Looking at the phenomenon that his palm and mind are completely out of sync, Zhou Yi is shocked. This has never happened. At this moment, the body no longer belongs to him.

In fact, he found that all the things happening around him were like dreams, and even the scenes he could not dream seriously disturbed his thinking and judgment. At this time, he would rather believe that he was crazy than believe the strange and terrible scene of the separation of thinking and body.

"Now you should understand something? Now only I am the master, you can only be at my mercy. If I let you die, you will die and let you live. I'll teach you how to fight."

"Bam!"

A very crisp blow was clearly printed on Zhou Yi's face. He had always heard other people's bones break under his heavy fist, and now he knew that feeling. Blood flowed down his nostrils, but it was not an injury to him at all. He separated his fist from his facial muscles and glared at the blind old man with confused eyes.

"You don't have to talk. I know what you want to say. You still want to beat me hard, even if you only have one breath? It's ridiculous. Your body is under my control. What do you take to beat me? Just a little punishment for your disrespect to me. If you continue, I'm afraid it's not just your nose bone broken."

Anyone can say threatening words. The difference is whether the threat can effectively intimidate the other party. Others may not be able to, but Zhou Yi suddenly seems to be thrown into the extreme cold. The cold air is going to freeze people's signs of life. If Zhou Yi's physical quality is not very strong, I'm afraid his blood will be frozen at this time.

In front of the blind old man, the powerful Qi Yun casually covered all the spaces in an instant, turning the surrounding space into a hazy but clearly visible large crystal cabinet.

Even in the face of a terrible opponent who is almost God like, Zhou Yi's fighting spirit is falling and frozen, but his natural and acquired vitality is guided by this closed air flow, and some power in his inner world wakes up in his deep sleep. This power makes Zhou Yi's body free from the cold air that can freeze objects into a vacuum.

At this time, the air conditioner gathered around Zhou Yi began to freeze and combine, forming a crystal like a crystal coffin. Soon, Zhou Yi stood in an angry posture and frozen in the crystal cabinet.

"Boy, at your age, your cultivation is very good. It's a pity to kill you, but who makes you the son of God? If you kill you, I think those native species will fall apart. Alas, my old man can only help my little nephew and grandson do this. Imagine how you will become countless ice cubes in a moment Yes, please? Now I'll turn you into countless ice cubes. "

The blind old man's palm was about to force on the crystal ice. Suddenly, his body twisted twice, and the man also floated to the other side of the crystal ice.

Zhou Yi was in the crystal coffin and was not attacked by the heat of the outside world. At this time, his Qi was sealed by the crystal coffin, and the only thing that could make him breathe was his internal breathing. He felt his inner strength slowly waking up. Before, he had been suppressing his strength so that his accomplishments would not rise too fast, but at this time, he had reached the stage of life and death. He felt that his body seemed to have become frozen meat. If the blind old man clapped his hand, his body might really fall apart.

Zhou Yi sighed in his heart. He didn't want to be too aggressive, but he seemed to be pressing. In an instant, Zhou Yi not only didn't have the slightest fear, but closed his eyes and stopped looking at the blind old man through the ice like a crystal coffin. At the same time, he began to break the thirteen floors in his body and build a foundation tower. Rebuild! At that moment, Zhou Yi began to attack the middle stage of foundation construction, and a magnificent momentum began to rise from Zhou Yi.

The blind old man was surprised. How could he not feel that Zhou Yi's strength was gradually rising, but for a moment it had reached a point where he felt terrible. The boy started to upgrade under his own eyes? The blind old man took a deep breath and clapped his palm out. Of course, the target was Zhou Yi, who was frozen into a crystal coffin.

In Zhou Yi's Dantian world, the 13 storey base tower has disintegrated, mixed with aura, magic and chaos. A new thing is forming in Zhou Yi's body, similar to a high-rise building, which is a very subtle feeling. It seems that in an instant, there is a light cyan vitality in Zhou Yi's body, which is Zhenyuan, True yuan mixed with three different flavors.

Zhou Yi's body emits bursts of light cyan gas, which is more clear under the refraction of transparent crystals. And the gas accumulation is still infiltrating, gradually dyeing from the inside to the outside, turning a colorless crystal cabinet into a light blue crystal cabinet.

When the blind old man waved his palm to Zhou Yi, he was very fast, but the light blue color of the crystal cabinet spread faster. In contrast, the blind old man's lightning high five seemed to be a slow motion background. When the blind old man's palm touched the crystal, the light cyan light also reached its peak. Without any sound or light, the crystal cabinet began to crack.

It could have withstood the palm wind from the blind old man's rage. The crystal cabinet burst like a fragile product. Countless fragments disappeared out of thin air on the way out, and the crystal fragments still stuck on Zhou Yi's body disappeared as if they had been absorbed. Zhou Yi, who once lost all his freedom of action, stood upright.

Not only that, because Zhou Yi broke through the middle stage of foundation construction in an instant, the blinding array composed of the blind old man's companions was also collapsed in an instant, and the blood lines flowed out of the corners of the mouth, mouth and nose of the four young people, which was obviously seriously injured.

Zhou Yi's whole body is like a sword just pulled out of its scabbard, emitting a threatening momentum. With the light cyan brilliance of the water around him, his figure is as majestic as a God.

"Boy, you have benefited a lot. It seems that I underestimated you for being able to improve your strength in the crystal coffin." when saying this, the shape of the blind old man changed again, his skin was smoother and younger, and now he looks like a child, even his voice has become a child's voice.

Although these words sound uncomfortable in the children's voice, Zhou Yi knows that the blind old man has begun to take it seriously. Just now, he is not the real power of the blind old man. Zhou Yi can quickly improve his cultivation, on the one hand, because he has been deliberately suppressed to prevent himself from improving too fast, on the other hand, because the blind old man has just closed himself, which is equivalent to giving himself a completely closed circulation space of vitality and making the vitality change in his body reach the highest peak.

The greater the external force, the stronger the potential emitted from his body, and it is natural to break through.

But at the same time, it is also quite dangerous. If it is the physique of ordinary people, they have long been overwhelmed by the impact of this internal and external force. Now, Zhou Yi's physique and cultivation have been able to withstand the destructive pressure generated by the two great forces after exercise. What's more, his people are sealed in a strong crystal cabinet, and no matter how strong the pressure can be directly added to him. Instead, pressure like massage is injected into his body to produce his own endless internal breathing.

"Hum, I didn't expect you to force me to use the strongest form to fight you. You should be honored." the blind old man's voice was extremely cold.

The original warriors around couldn't find Mr. Zhou Yi, the chosen son of heaven, and suddenly appeared in front of them. Moreover, they also saw that the blind old man in front of Zhou Yi seemed to have bad intentions. Immediately, dozens of soldiers roared to chop the old man who dared to blaspheme God into meat and mud.

The blind old man's white eyes turned, his palm waved, and an undercurrent gushed out of him and turned into a wind blade to rush at the surrounding warriors. Zhou Yi roared, "get back!" at the same time, Zhou Yi dodged and reached the wind blade. In the process of advancing, his palm had pinched the Jue to form a vitality shield similar to a shield, which stood in front of the wind blade.

There was a crackling sound, and dozens of wind blades split on Zhou Yi's vitality shield. Zhou Yi knew that the true Qi of the other party was very strong. It was really rare. Although he blocked most of the wind blades and didn't let them hurt the soldiers of the original species, he also broke the strength shield formed in his hurry, and the remaining wind blades split Zhou Yi's chest.

Zhou Yi's chest and clothes were chopped, but the skin and flesh didn't hurt at all.

"Good boy, my body is strong enough. It seems that I really have to work hard." the blind old man roared. His originally thin body suddenly began to expand, and then his body rushed towards Zhou Yi like a lightning flash.

Zhou Yi gave a sneer and shook his hand with the Dragon Blood Sword in his hand, using the strongest defensive sword move of painting the ground as a prison.