Cultivating Master In City

Zhao Qihang stared at Zhou Yi with a gloomy face and said, "little doll, you should be responsible for your words."

"Of course I'm responsible. I have evidence!"

"What?"

"If you have the courage, turn around and show everyone the back of your neck."

"Back neck? What happened to his back neck?"

Zhou Yi said this, and Wen Feng, the nearest one, looked behind Zhao Qihang's head. Zhao Qihang leaned angrily and wouldn't let Li smell the wind.

"Young generation! Don't think our Penglai sword sect will be afraid of your great Roman."

"I said, old man, don't go up to the outline. I have no enemies with you, and neither of our two sects. I did this because you were poisoned by voodoo. Like Ximen Shaojie, you were actually controlled by Li Gu Long ago."

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Qihang roared angrily and seemed to attack Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi smiled coldly and didn't dodge. The nearby Li Wenfeng suddenly stretched out his arm and said to Zhao Qihang, "Lao Zhao, let me check it for you?"

"Lao Li, you don't believe this young man's words, do you?"

"Witchcraft has to be prevented. I'm afraid you'll catch someone else's way if you're not careful."

"Hum, I don't have the same experience as you. The matter here is over. I'll go first."

Zhao Qihang, who was exposed, turned around and was about to escape. Unexpectedly, he wanted to escape, but the witchcraft on his body didn't let him escape. He only heard Zhao Qihang yell. His whole body was twisted with a very irregular and strange twist. His head turned from the front to the back. The original direction of running forward turned into a backward rush.

"No!!" Zhao Qihang let out a sad cry. At this time, Zhao Qihang could not control his body completely. His body was all controlled by another person far away.

"Get out of the way! This suicide attack! This man is about to explode."

Zhou Yi has had an experience, and the painful experience of being blown up by Yuanying is still vivid. He was keenly aware that although Zhao Qihang was not willing, his body had indeed begun to accumulate energy. He was about to break through the power limit of the world. When he wanted to restore Zhao Qihang's original cultivation of Yuanying, Yuanying would explode. Zhou Yi saw this dispute very clearly.

Most of the people present were experienced and experienced people. When they heard Zhou Yi's cry, they saw Zhao Qihang rushing towards the crowd with fear on his face. Everyone knew what was going to happen, so they used their skills to watch their families all at once, and suddenly dispersed.

"Defense!! defense!! everyone uses defense means one after another. We can't let this guy expose his power and spread out at once!"

With Zhou Yi's cry, everyone has used their own defense magic weapon to surround Zhao Qihang from a distance.

At this time, there was no one within a radius of 30 meters around Zhao Qihang. Everyone looked at Zhao Qihang with great vigilance.

Zhao Qihang stood still, his head turned 360 degrees from the front to the back, and then made a 360 degree rotation. It's hard to imagine that a person's head can rotate back and forth like a top.

At the beginning, the expression on Zhao Qihang's face was very distorted and extremely frightened. But after his head turned a few times, Zhao Qihang's expression had become indifferent, and there was no look in his eyes.

I only know that Zhao Qihang looks like a dead man, but he is still standing on the spot. Imagine that such a master of Penglai sword sect, in full view of the public, has suddenly been killed, and even Yuanying can't escape. It's terrible to think about this means.

Zhao Qihang's head finally turned to Zhou Yi's side. His fingers raised and pointed to Zhou Yi's quack smile. "I didn't expect that you were the playboy who finally made me lonely. Zheng Zhiwang, I'm very interested in rectifying you. I don't want you to die so fast, ha ha."

Zhao Qihang made a circle with his fingers, and then said in a strange voice: "It's ridiculous that you so-called elites from the earth were fooled by me and didn't know it. Now I give you one last chance, surrender or death? I count dozens. If none of you surrender within ten, then all of you will die."

"One..."

Zhao Qihang counted the first number in his mouth, and his voice was very sad.

"You want to tease us with this shady trick again and think it can threaten us. I'll fuck your mother!" a grumpy friar shouted out. At the same time, the friar threw out a flying sword and cut off Zhao Qihang's head.

Zhao Qihang's body moved and seemed to want to hide, but his body became very slow because of death. This flying sword penetrated his shoulder and didn't hit his head.

Seeing that Zhao Qihang had no strength to resist at this time, several monks threw out their magic weapons one after another and began to shoot at Zhao Qihang. Suddenly, Zhao Qihang's body was badly beaten and scarred.

"Something's wrong, how can this be like this?" Li Wenfeng is an old monk. He has seen many strange things. Now he sees Zhao Qihang's body without any resistance and allows other monks to ravage it with magic weapons. An unspeakable sense of anxiety appears on his face.

"Two..."

"Three..."

Although it is said that the body is being ravaged, Zhao Qihang is still counting slowly, making the bloody scene bloody and strange.

Zhou Yi's face also showed a melancholy like Li Wenfeng. An unspeakable feeling blocked his heart. He also felt that Li gudu must have some conspiracy to do so.

Du Lingbo glanced at Zhou Yi, and couldn't help but cast an inquiring look at Zhou Yi. Du Lingbo's inquiry sounded in Zhou Yi's ear.

"Is this a trap, a trap?"

Unconsciously, Du Lingbo had a feeling of dependence on Zhou Yi. You know, in terms of age, Du Lingbo is much older than Zhou Yi, but she just doesn't know why she thinks she should ask Zhou Yi's opinion at this time.

Zhou Yi gently shook his head, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He looked at the flying flesh and blood all over the sky and suddenly shouted: "everyone, get back quickly!! there is something strange in Zhao Qihang's flesh and blood!!"

Du Lingbo turned his head and watched carefully. In the sky, the flesh and blood that was almost being divided by various magic weapons flew up. He vaguely felt that there were some in the blood fog, which made him feel some familiar and terrible things.

Du Lingbo immediately thought of something. She looked at Zhou Yi with her eyes and shouted with Zhou Yi: "everyone back quickly. There is poison in the flesh and blood!"

Zhou Yi and Du Lingbo took the lead in shooting towards the rear. Some suspicious monks, such as Wen Feng, immediately thought of something, and they hurried back to a farther place.

The first friars were stunned, but when they saw that everyone was retreating, they stopped reluctantly. The irritable friar roared, "retreat? The dead are afraid?"

While talking, the man took back his flying sword and hesitated whether to continue to draw the sword or retreat with the crowd.

Zhou Yi glanced at the man and shouted at the man: "don't ask for the magic weapon flying sword. It's poisonous!"

Obviously, the man didn't listen to Zhou Yi at all. Instead, he reached out and took the magic weapon back. When he held the flying sword in his hand, he didn't feel anything different. He couldn't help but write an article at the corner of his mouth, thinking that Zhou Yi, a playboy, was just bluffing.

However, he soon paid a painful price for his carelessness and not listening to Zhou Yi. The man's flying sword was already covered with Zhao Qihang's blood. At this time, the blood gathered into a blood line, which spread to the man's arm at a lightning speed and soon penetrated into his body.

"Nine..." Zhao Qihang's strange voice was still counting the number of people, but this time, after counting, he even made a strange laugh like a night owl.

"Ten..." a strange voice came, as if it was the last sound of a time bomb.

"Well, let you know that I'm powerful, otherwise you will have an illusion that you can really beat me. Die for me!!"

After Zhao Qihang's strange voice came out, the monk who was invaded by the blood line suddenly roared, very miserable! His arms were obviously swollen twice. More than that, his body began to expand like an inflated balloon. With a bang, the whole person was blown into countless pieces of flesh and blood, and the flying blood fog seemed to be the declaration of Li gudu, bloody and cruel.

"Be careful!" Zhou Yimeng went through and grabbed Du Lingbo's shoulder. The two jumped out more than 30 meters in an instant.

Zhou Yi just took Du Lingbo away. A monk behind him suddenly grabbed his clothes like crazy and tore all his clothes. More than that, the skin on his chest had to be torn one by one. The man made a sad cry almost the same as the monk who had just exploded, and the whole man burst into a blood mist.