My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Yang Yi has killed two tongtianjing experts before. One is Yu Changshou, the peak master of Xuanyi sect, and the other is Gao Jiu, the star master of Donglai palace.

But without exception, they all pick up leaks.

The killing of song Yunlong was the first time that he defeated the other party with his own strength.

One of his strength was the level of the whole world, which easily suppressed song Yunlong.

In terms of martial arts, his means are undoubtedly more dominant.

Song Yunlong's defeat this time is not unjust.

Who made him proud of his body method, which didn't work in front of Yang Yi?

Otherwise, even if you can't beat Yang Yi, you can spare time and use xuanbing to escape.

Generally speaking, masters at the level of Huanian are difficult to fall even if they are defeated in one-on-one combat, but if they are too weak in body method, they will be very passive.

Sometimes even if there are cards, they may not be able to use them.

After a battle, the raised gravel has not been completely settled. Yang Yi took out three space rings from Song Yunlong's arms.

Two of them are his, and the other one should be plundered from someone in the ruins.

Yang Yi put all his money in his pocket and looked at the dull Mu GUI mountain.

"Shepherd, you look like you have something to say?" He smiled handsomely.

"Cough, no, it's true that real people don't show their faces. I was clumsy before."

Even if Mu Guishan ate Yang Yi's loss, he didn't dare to attack at the moment. Yang Yi's combat effectiveness completely exceeded his imagination.

Even he is only sure of defeating song Yunlong, but he is not sure of killing.

But Yang Yi can do it. With the power of thunder, he kills an expert who half reads the sky, and this expert is still a city Lord!

This is very illustrative.

Previously, he thought that Yang Yi used some secret method to make his realm temporarily reach the level of reading the whole realm of heaven.

Now it seems that Yang Yi is tongtianjing!

On the contrary, the strength of Tongqiao territory is camouflage.

Mu Guishan's look changed. Yang Yi looks only about 20 years old. Even if martial artists are not easy to get old, they are too young.

At this age, the whole world is full of ideas. Is the world so crazy now?

"May I ask your friend's name? Since you have such strength, why should you follow Bai Zhen?"

Mu Guishan doesn't understand that Bai Zhen's realm is only half read the realm of heaven.

Yang Yi turned a deaf ear to these problems and managed to leave.

Although Mu Guishan now shows a pleasing appearance, he believes that the latter will not hesitate to fight him as long as he has the opportunity.

This is an old fox who likes to flatter.

Besides, he just let the other party suffer such a big loss.

Even if Mu Guishan can recover from soul cutting, his divine consciousness will definitely be hurt.

However, Yang Yi doesn't care about this. He just hopes that before zhenleibao successfully breaks through the fourth weight, the other party won't hit his muzzle. Otherwise, he's not sure whether he can resist it.

Taking out the monster meat from the ring, he chewed it to satisfy his hunger and recover his strength. Yang Yi used his body method to rob the huge mountain in the middle.

The closer it was to the foot of the mountain, the more gray black mist appeared around it.

Yang Yi frowned and noticed a palpitating fluctuation from the fog.

This fog seems to be polluted by magic gas!

He looked around warily. When he was near a small lake, he saw Bai Zhen and a group of people.

In addition to Bai Zhen, there are gongshuyan, Jiao Shengxin, the mayor of Fenglei City, and even several casual cultivation experts who have access to the territory, as well as the pudgy old man around Song Yunlong.

At the moment, the pudgy old man turned green and red. He was standing behind Jiao Shengxin. When he saw Yang Yi coming, he whispered something to Jiao Shengxin.

Yang Yi ignored and glanced at the others.

It can be seen that everyone here is still a little shaken on his face.

"Lord Baicheng."

Yang Yi comes to Bai Zhen.

A few steps away, there is the dark lake.

Bai Zhen saw Yang Yi and sighed, "you shouldn't have come."

Yang Yi was surprised and wanted to ask why.

Gongshuyan suddenly walked towards him, pulled him aside, looked at him sadly and angrily and said, "Yang Yi, what have you done to general Ruan?"

Like Wang Yue, he was angry, hated and helpless.

"General Ruan's strength, Lord, you know best. How can I do?" Yang Yi can't laugh or cry.

He looked around at the strange environment, opened the topic and said, "what's going on here?"

Gongshuyan got Yang Yi's answer. He was a little determined, pointed to the lake and said, "just now, Lord Jiao went down and found that there were many pieces of inscriptions buried underwater, which recorded some information of Qingming sect."

"I'm afraid the biggest harvest of this trip is here."

Yang Yi looked at the calm lake and wrinkled under the breeze.

The lake itself didn't have much power to fluctuate, but everything seemed strange in the gray fog.

Underwater, there are inscriptions recording the information of Qingming sect. If you can turn it over to the dynasty, you should get a lot of rewards.

But look at everyone, they are very afraid. No one wants to take the lead in the water.

Yang Yi suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "is this black fog related to demonic thought?"

When asked.

From the depths of the fog came a breathtaking howl.

Then the earth trembled and the fog surged violently.

Everyone was frustrated. Several people with poor concentration wanted to escape, but they were directly blocked back by the fog.

Trembling, everyone stared at the misty Lake ahead.

Soon, the thick fog began to shrink, forming a huge ghost portrait with evil spirit.

The virtual shadow is old and simple, as if it came from the projection of the eternal will. He wore a Taoist robe and has a kind of Fairy Spirit. After he appeared, his empty and dark eyes locked everyone present.

On the water behind him, there was a wet figure.

Yang Yi knows this person. It is Rongke around Bai Zhen!

At the moment, Rongke has lost his mind. He is controlled by this virtual shadow, and his magic Qi is rising.

He lay on the water, his bones twisted like a four legged animal, with a rusty bronze sword on his back.

Yang Yi was shocked. What is the situation? Is this virtual shadow the condensation of evil thoughts?

He felt it roughly and found that this evil thought had the level of connecting the divine realm

"Shh! This should have been the sword elder of the Qingming sect before he died. Now the remaining Taoist thought has a tendency to evolve into the evil thought."

Gongshuyan was afraid that Yang Yi would make a special move, so he briefly described what had happened before.

Yang Yi was stunned. Just at this time, with the move of the huge virtual shadow finger, the bronze sword behind Rongke turned into a huge one and hung over the heads of the people.

Under a strong sense of oppression, no one can keep calm, but if he wants to escape, he has no way to go!

The virtual shadow saw that everyone was ready, and his voice sounded like a dull drum: "now, start to practice schoolwork!"