City tour of the master of cultivation

However, at the end of his speech, Zhou Yi suddenly turned around, and his inner spiritual power transferred a little bit to his arm until his fist, and rushed to Yi Xuanwen's chest.

This fist has spiritual power, and uses most of Zhou Yi's strength. If it is hit by this fist, it will not be easy.

Because of his overconfidence and his understanding of Zhou Yi, Yi Xuanwen was unprepared. He hit him on the chest.

"Puff"

Yi Xuanwen vomited blood in his mouth, and his body was like being hit by a beast. He staggered back, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief.

"Open mouth and shut up is rubbish. Do you really think I dare not move you?" Zhou Yi's eyes show a trace of ferocity, and he stares at Yi xuanwenlang, who is lying on the ground in astonishment.

All of a sudden, the antique street was boiling. They were staring at Zhou Yi with an unnatural look.

"Is this really that trash? Is it because I read it wrong that it was Zhou Yi who flew out, not Xuan Wen? "

"I grass, isn't it? I can knock down Yi Xuanwen with one blow, and his cultivation is based on him. Is it because Zhou Yi is already a strong man of martial arts triple?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Oh, it's true

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They looked at Zhou Yi with the same expression, as if they didn't know Zhou Yi at this time.

"How dare you attack me? I broke you today!" Yi Xuanwen quickly gets up with a slap on the ground. His face is ferocious and his eyes are full of resentment towards Zhou Yi. He wants to eat it raw.

After all, Yi Xuanwen is a strong man of martial arts and Taoism. Although his fist is powerful, it can't hurt his body. Yi Xuanwen wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his body flashes quickly and rushes towards Yi Chen.

Yi Chen punched him to the ground just now, which made him lose face completely. Over the years, he only let others make a fool of himself, but today Zhou Yi gave him the ugliness. When Yi Xuanwen thought about it, his resentment became more intense.

This is the first time to fight with a real person. Zhou Yi's heart is also bottomless. He pushes Xiaocha aside, his face as usual, without any fear, and greets him.

Zhou Yi's accomplishments are much worse than Yi Xuanwen's, but Zhou Yi's years of hard training also has a great effect. As can be seen from his fist just now, and since Zhou Yi's practice of peeping at nirvana, he has been able to use part of his spiritual power. If he really wants to fight with Yi Xuanwen, he has a chance of winning.

Yi Xuanwen takes a unique step to summon Lingli to the palm of his hand. After holding it tightly, he quickly attacks Zhou Yi's head.

If he hit Zhou Yi with this fist, he would be mentally disabled even if he didn't die. Suddenly, he turned around the fist and touched Yi Xuanwen's thigh with a little left foot.

Yi Xuanwen was shocked again. He didn't expect that Zhou Yi's body was so flexible. His body sank slightly, and his feet stomped toward the ground. The dust on the ground began to fly.

"Boy, you don't have the qualification to practice martial arts. No matter how you practice, you can't know the real power of martial arts. Break your fist!" Yi Xuanwen's fighting is Zhou Yi's key, without any mercy, and after he failed, he suddenly used his martial arts skills.

Martial arts can give full play to their own spiritual power to the greatest extent, and their power will multiply. The competition between martial arts depends on their powerful and colorful martial arts skills.

Martial arts can be divided into four categories, and there are many kinds of martial arts. All kinds of martial arts are all over the Xuantian continent. However, Yi Xuanwen's bengquan is the most common martial arts.

On top of the first grade, there are two grades, three grades and four grades. However, each grade is divided into three grades. But because it was too rare and precious, the whole Dali Dynasty had only a handful of second-class martial arts skills.

"Break the fist!"

With a soft drink, Yi Xuanwen's fist with the sound of breaking the air suddenly attacks Zhou Yi. The power of the fist is so powerful that the air around is boiling.

Zhou Yi eyebrows straight jump, of course, he knows the power of martial arts, his body quickly back, but also bear the pain, will use a large part of the body's spiritual power to his own fists.

"Die, boy!" Yi Xuanwen's face is ferocious and his eyes are indignant. He looks at Zhou Yi fiercely.

But in this moment, Zhou Yi's figure suddenly disappeared when Yi Xuanwen's fist came, and the whole person appeared behind Yi Xuanwen like a ghost.

Yi Xuanwen shows a sneer at the corner of his mouth. His body spins quickly, as if he knows Yi Chen's every move. With a powerful turn, he smashes his fist and roars toward Zhou Yi.

Collapse boxing is a kind of martial art. It's so powerful that Zhou Yi's generation who has not stepped into the realm of martial arts can resist it.

It's a pity that Zhou Yi is not what he used to be. He has developed more than half of his channels and collaterals, and can use part of his spiritual power. Since he practiced peeping at nirvana, his mind is much clearer than before. Although the speed of this fist is fast, it seems to slow down several times in Zhou Yi's eyes!

As soon as Zhou Yi leaned over, he began to wobble, as if he was drunk, as if he could fall at any time.But it was this casual posture that easily avoided Yi Xuanwen's strong and powerful blow.

"Boy, I didn't expect that you still have two hands. If I don't give you some color today, I'll really be your brother. I'm a vegetarian!" Yi Xuanwen shakes his sleeves, uses all his strength, and suddenly steps toward the ground.

Under this step, the earth trembled a little, and the crowd also shook their bodies a few times.

"It's a second grade medium level martial art that only people of the Huang family can practice. Xuanganglie, I think you should know it. Ha ha, let me show you today!" Yi Xuanwen's body twists quickly, and the sound of bone friction suddenly appears. He looks at Zhou Yi with his eyes mockingly, and prepares to fight with all his strength.

"Although Zhou Yi has two brushes, Xuanwen is not jealous. Looking at this posture, xuanganglie has been cultivated to the point of refining vigorous Qi. How can little Zhou Yi be an opponent?"

"That's true. We still think too much of Zhou Yi. It's just a waste. How can we fight with Xuanwen?"

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They were all aristocratic children from the dynasty, and they didn't know the power of xuanganglie. When Yi Xuanwen used xuanganglie, many people didn't hold any hope for Zhou Yi.

When Yi Xuanwen stepped on it again, his hands suddenly worked hard, and he condensed his hands with a strong light. Looking at the momentum, he did his best.

But just when he wants to attack Zhou Yi with all his strength, Zhou Yi's steps are like ghosts. Yi Xuanwen doesn't see him at all.

For more than ten years, most of Zhou Yi's training is basic boxing, and he has never practiced any martial arts. He especially likes footwork, and he combines the essence of more than ten kinds of footwork to create an extremely fast footwork.

Footwork plays a very important role in the fight. If it is used properly, it can suppress the opponent's arrogance and sneak attack when he is not prepared, and then retreat safely.

Zhou Yi has a name for his footwork, ghost step!

Its meaning is to say that their footwork is strange, no sound, no movement, people can not detect.

Yi Xuanwen was shocked, and a cold sweat came out of his forehead. It was hard for anyone to accept such a quick footwork!

Zhou Yi's face is expressionless. As he approaches Yi Xuanwen's body, his spiritual power rushes to his fingertips and points towards his eyebrows!

If this finger is in the center of Yi Xuanwen's eyebrows, even if he is a strong man with dual martial arts and Taoism, he will die.

Yi Xuanwen looks horrified. He wants to hide, but his speed is not fast enough. Before he can dodge, Zhou Yi appears in front of him like a ghost.

Zhou Yi's figure is like electricity, and his hand is so fast that even the people around him can't see clearly. When Yi Xuanwen's body reacts, it's too late!

Yes, it's too late, because Zhou Yi's fingers with spiritual power have been precisely pointed at the center of Yi Xuanwen's eyebrows.

"If I really want to kill you, this finger is enough!" Zhou Yi stops and looks at Yi Xuanwen coldly.

At this time, Yi Xuanwen was scared out of shape by Zhou Yi. His legs were trembling and his forehead was sweating. If there were no other people around, he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

This is the typical power. Once these people lose their power, they are not as good as a dog!

"Just a joke for you. We are brothers. Don't take it seriously. I have something else to do. I won't disturb you!" Yi Xuanwen nodded his head and bowed his waist to please him. After his words, he slipped away and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhou Yi pats the dust on his body, smiles slightly at the corner of his mouth, and walks to Xiaocha.

The scene just now has deeply shocked the onlookers. They thought that Yi Xuanwen's second-class martial arts skills could be used by people with the royal family name, Xuangang and fierce, and Zhou Yi would be defeated. They were also stunned. Their faces turned red and stopped in the crowd.

"It seems that Yi Xuanwen, who defeated Yi Xuanwen in such a casual way with a sick and weak body, is definitely stepping into the triple realm of martial arts this week!"

"Oh, those days I laughed at Zhou Yi face to face for being a waste. I hope he will never remember me, or he will be miserable in the future!"

"With this guy's temperament, he will give back all he has suffered in recent years. You'll see!" There was a discordant voice in the crowd, but this sentence made Zhou Yiren's heart cool.

At this time, Xiaocha hasn't come to his senses from the scene just now. He stares at the young man in front of him, his eyes shaking slightly.

Is this still a teenager you know? Although he is good to himself, the boy who has always been indomitable is really the one in front of him?

"Tea, it's time for us to go home!" Zhou Yi pulls Xiaocha in his arms with a smile. No matter whether she is flushed or not, they disappear into the crowd like lovers.