Beiyin Great Sage

Watching Kang Rong leave, Zhou Yi showed no intention of leaving.

Not only is the 'Demon Sword' dangerous, but now he is even more of a fragrant man. People from all walks of life are surrounding him, so he is not suitable for joining in the fun.

Holding the black flame stick in his hand, he stood still on the spot.

As time passed, his eyes gradually turned red.

The red light lingered, making those eyes look like a pair of red gems, and giving Zhou Yi a mysterious aura as a whole.

Fire Eye Technique!

"Bah..."

suddenly.

Two lines of fire appeared out of thin air, shot out from the eyes, and hit a big tree more than ten feet away with lightning speed.

Two holes as big as the mouth of a bowl immediately appeared in the giant tree where several people were hugging each other.

Not just giant trees.

Behind the tree, on a rock half a man's height, there were also two dark holes, which were obviously caused by the remaining power of the Fire Eye Technique.

"call……"

Zhou Yi exhaled his turbid air gently, slowly withdrawing his power, and said with a deep expression on his face:

"The spell is powerful and the method is even more mysterious. Once it hits, even Tianman has almost no chance of surviving."

"But the shortcomings are also obvious."

"Even if you reach the level of proficiency, it takes a certain amount of time to prepare to activate the spell. This time is enough for Tianman to get close enough to interrupt the spell casting."

"Secondly, it consumes too much mana. The mana consumed by the Ten-Wagon Ape Magic Stick Technique can only sustain a full blow of the Fire Eye Technique."

"With my level of cultivation, I will lose power after releasing the Fire Eye Technique three or four times."

"But it doesn't necessarily mean you have to go all out. The amount of mana consumed is equivalent to the power of the spell, and the preparation time can be shortened accordingly."

The power of the spell is indeed impressive, but it is nothing to Zhou Yi. As long as he is prepared, it is almost impossible to be hit.

But the mystery of the spell opened his eyes.

This is just the most basic Fire Eye Technique. How powerful can higher-level spells be?

It is not necessarily true that the rumored Taoist master has the ability to fly into the sky, escape from the earth, and overturn rivers and seas. His various methods far exceed martial arts.

"who?"

While he was pondering, a warning sign suddenly came from the Cicada Shocking Technique.

Zhou Yi stood on one side, holding a stick and looking towards the dense forest behind him. He looked directly at the figure walking out of it with bright eyes, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise:

"It's you!"

"It's you?"

The devil's sword was covered in bruises and his breath was dying, but the light in his eyes was brighter than ever before, and he actually appeared here.

Looking at Zhou Yi, the ‘Demon Sword’ narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Where is that person?"

"Which person?" Zhou Yi frowned:

"I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Pretending to be confused!" Demon Sword opened his eyes wide and roared loudly:

"That person who has the same aura as my enemy, I ask you where is he?"

"..." Zhou Yi shook his head gently:

"Obviously, your Excellency has come to the wrong place. I am the only one here."

The Demon Sword's hands tightened, and his breathing became heavier. The aura on his body fluctuated sharply, and his killing intent was like boiling water in a cauldron.

His name is Taiheng. Although his cultivation is not strong, he has a tough mind. His master calls him the most promising person in Wanling Cave to suppress the magic sword's will in a hundred years.

result.

He was framed for killing his master and massacring his sect members. In order to refine the ruthless demon sword, he personally killed his wife and children in sacrifice to the sword.

He knew very well that someone was framing him.

even……

It was most likely done by the group of people who helped him escape from Wanling Cave!

nowadays.

Taiheng has made up his mind to die and has completed the task entrusted by the man. The only thing he has to do before dying is to kill Kangrong to fulfill his wish.

But he clearly followed the aura and saw Zhou Yi.

"That's it!"

With his eyebrows slightly lowered, Taiheng looked at the blade of the magic knife. The smooth blade was like a mirror reflecting his current appearance, and he said lightly:

"You and that man are so close, so they must be in the same group. I'll kill you first and then I'll go find him."

"die!"

The word 'death' came out of his mouth, but before it hit the ground, the light of the sword had already passed several feet and appeared in front of Zhou Yi's door, slashing straight down.

The speed of the magic sword is unparalleled. The light of the sword pierces the air and the wind has not yet risen. The blade has already reached the face.

There was also an astonishing pressure that held Zhou Yi in place, and his heart felt like a thousand knives were coming, oppressed by the strange intention of the magic sword.

"Ah!"

With a gentle drink in his mouth, Zhou Yi's magic power circulated in his body, and all his strength was restored in an instant, like a ball that relieved all the pressure.

The black flame stick in his hand was used against the trend.

The blade collided with the stick, making a muffled sound that was different from the sound of gold and iron, and the point of contact erupted with violent energy that swept in all directions.

The Demon Sword knew that Zhou Yi's stick skills were exquisite, and he still couldn't help but be amazed at this fight. At the same time, murderous intent surged up, and the sword's intention became stronger again.

There were two people on the field last time. In order to guard against those two people taking action, he had to leave some reserves just in case.

Not used nowadays.

But don’t hesitate and attack with all your strength!

Moreover, knowing that he was bound to die, he desperately squeezed the essence in his body and poured all the energy into the magic knife in his hand to increase its power.

sword light,

Suddenly it flourished.

The next moment.

There was a look of astonishment in Demon Sword's eyes, and even the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and there was even more panic in his heart.

"boom!"

Under the pressure of the sword light, Zhou Yi looked up to the sky and roared, his whole body surged as if he was blowing air, and instantly turned into a huge vicious ape.

The strength of the stick was doubled.

The breath suddenly surged.

The black flame stick that was supposed to be unable to move under the suppression of the sword's light suddenly erupted, and the shadow of the stick wrapped around the magic sword against the trend and smashed it down crazily.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The sound of collisions kept coming, and Demon Sword froze, almost opening his mouth to vomit blood. Before he could make any move, his eyes suddenly hurt.

immediately,

His vision was pitch black.

The red light in Zhou Yi's eyes dimmed slightly, and the fire eye technique had also subsided.

But the moment the two of them looked at each other, he activated the Fire Eye Technique that he had been preparing for a long time and blinded the other person's eyes.

"ah!"

Screams rang out, and the Black Flame Stick took the opportunity to break through the Demon Sword's interception. Seven consecutive sticks fell on the 'Demon Sword', and the last stick stabbed straight.

"puff!"

The stick penetrated the Demon Sword's heart, with blood staining the stick's body penetrating almost a foot of his body.

The 'Demon Sword' staggered back with the black flame stick, muttering in his mouth. As his strength disappeared, the Demon Sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The body also fell sideways, no longer alive.

Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged. He had long forgotten how many people he had killed. The 'Demon Sword' was not the first and definitely not the last.

"The magic is endlessly useful. It's true. If you don't blind your eyes with one blow, it will take some effort to deal with a crazy magic sword."

Pulling out the black flame stick and shaking off the blood, he subconsciously touched his eyebrows.

Slight pain when touching the flesh.

It seems that stimulating the Fire Eye Technique will also stimulate the muscles around the eyes. It is no wonder that most of the portraits of masters transformed from vicious apes by practicing in Batu Caves have no eyebrows.

I'm afraid they've all been burned bald by the fire!

"Crash..."

A familiar voice sounded. Zhou Yi turned his head and saw Xiang Chen coming in a hurry.

"Sister."

Holding the stick and cupping his fists, he chuckled and said:

"You're late, the magic knife has already beheaded you."

"Did you kill him?" Xiang Chen also saw the corpse on the ground and asked subconsciously, then his face was filled with ecstasy and he laughed:

"Junior brother, good kill. It seems that my worries are a bit unnecessary."

When she heard the commotion here, she hurried over. She thought Zhou Yi was in danger, but she never thought that the 'Devil Sword' had already beheaded him.

"Senior Brother Zhou!"

Kang Rong also rushed back and was stunned when he saw this:

"Did you kill the Demon Sword?"

"Not bad!" Xiang Chen turned around and sneered:

"You didn't expect the surname Kang, did you?"

"I really didn't expect it." Kang Rong smiled bitterly, cupped his fists and raised his hands, his voice inexplicable:

"Senior Brother Zhou is amazing, I admire you!"

"Crash..."

While he was talking, figures appeared nearby. When they asked what happened, they couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi in surprise.

This Tianman has always been easily ignored by people. The only time he was well known was because he had a tie with a new Tianman and it became a joke.

Now, he actually killed the ‘Demon Sword’?

"actually……"

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Zhou Yi could only spread his hands:

"The magic sword is not difficult to kill."

"He's right." A law enforcement officer, Tianman, inspected the body of the Demon Sword and nodded:

"Before this, the Demon Sword was seriously injured. It is estimated that even if Junior Brother Zhou hadn't taken action, he probably wouldn't have survived until tomorrow's sunrise."

"who?"

At this time, a roar sounded from the mountains and forests:

"Who killed the Demon Sword?"

"He's mine, he's mine!"

The roar was like thunder, approaching quickly, and with the trees shaking crazily, a strong figure flew out from the dense jungle.

It is Shuode Tianman.

But compared to the past, he looked extremely embarrassed.

The left arm had shrunk for some reason, as if it was stunted and was only the size of a baby's arm, and his breathing was extremely unstable.

Shuode looked around the audience, his tiger eyes focused on the 'Devil Sword' and Zhou Yi, and then he spoke in a low voice:

"The magic sword attacked me sneakily, and I was seriously injured and he ran away. Even if no one took action, he would definitely die, so it was me who killed the magic sword."

Hearing this, the others looked at each other in shock.

Zhou Yi also frowned.

"Senior brother."

Kang Rong stepped out, shook his head and said:

"It's not like you don't know the rules of our Batu Caves. It doesn't matter who did the last stab, even if it was the person who killed him."

"and……"

"Who knows what happened to the Demon Sword after meeting you? The Demon Sword's death in the hands of Senior Brother Zhou was witnessed by everyone."

"Uh-huh!"

Shuode suddenly turned his head, and the violent tiger power came out of his body, knocking several people around him backwards, and Kang Rong couldn't help but turn pale.

"What did you say?"

Looking at Kang Rong, Shuode gritted his steel teeth and strode closer:

"Say it again!"

"Dengdengdeng..."

Tianman's peak aura was fully displayed, and Kang Rong couldn't help but fall backwards. He had to swallow the words he spoke, his eyes filled with fear.

"Bah!"

Another cry came from the sky.

The sound was clear and vague, and as the shadow fell, a strong wind suddenly rose in the field. When the wind calmed down, there was another person in front of the Demon Sword's body.

After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, everyone saluted.

"Senior Sister Miaoye!"

"Master Miaoye!"

"..."

Miaoye.

The Qi Refiner next to Immortal Master Zizhen was born as a gold digger, cultivated the eagle body inheritance, and was also one of the persons responsible for hunting down the Demon Sword this time.

"Um."

Nodding slightly, Miaoye turned over the corpse on the ground and asked:

"Who killed him?"

There was silence.

Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Zhou Yi and Shuode.

"Return to the Immortal Master."

Zhou Yi handed over:

"I encountered the Demon Sword who was seriously injured and escaped here, so I took action to kill him."

"Yes." Miaoye tilted her head and squeezed out a smile on her stiff cheeks:

"well done!"

"Master Immortal, thank you." Zhou Yi bowed his head.

Miaoye's name is nice, but her appearance is really not flattering. Although she is a woman, she has an eagle face, like a monster that has not transformed into a human body.

Especially since she couldn't control the aura on her body very well, the unique pressure of a Qi practitioner made people dare not look at her too much.

"Uh-huh!"

Reaching out to pick up the magic knife, Miaoye spoke again:

"Since the Demon Sword has been captured, you all should go back. What is your name?"

"Zhou Yi!"

"You come with me."

"yes!"

Zhou Yi responded, stepping closer.

Shuode at the back opened his mouth, his face distorted, but he did not dare to act arrogantly in front of a Qi Refiner. He could only watch Zhou Yi being taken away by the opponent.

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Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the futon, holding an object and passing it through carefully.

This is a porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle is transparent, with some milky white viscous liquid inside. When the bottle mouth is opened, a rich milky fragrance wafts out.

Spirit cleansing liquid!

This didn't match what he imagined.

A drop of purifying liquid can be bottled so slowly. Even if the porcelain bottle is not big, it seems inappropriate to measure it in drops.

"Junior Brother Zhou!"

There was a voice outside the door. Zhou Yi put away the porcelain bottle and looked up, and saw a person striding into the cave, followed by a panicked Baoping'er.

It is clear.

Baoping'er wanted to stop the opponent, but he didn't have the ability.

"Senior Brother Batai."

Zhou Yi stood up and waved to Baoping'er:

"You go down."

"yes."

Baoping'er looked aggrieved and bowed back.

"Junior brother." Batai walked over, glanced around, and asked directly:

"The marrow of purification, has the immortal master given it to you, right?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yi nodded:

"good."

"What do you plan to do with the Soul Essence?" Batai pulled up a chair and sat down, looking directly at Zhou Yi:

"Junior brother, with your talent, even if you take the Soul Refining Marrow, you have no hope of becoming a Qi Refiner, and the Soul Refining Essence should belong to Senior Brother Shuode."

"You should know this very well!"

"What does Senior Brother Batai mean by this?" Zhou Yi's face darkened:

"You want me to give the spirit essence to Senior Brother Shuode?"

"Not bad!" Barbarians are often straightforward in character, and Batai is no exception. He nodded and said:

"As compensation, senior brother will give you twenty kilograms of red gold sand and ten slaves. Once senior brother becomes a Qi Refiner, it will also be good for you."

Are you sending beggars away?

Zhou Yi sighed in his heart. It seemed that he was so weak because he seemed so weak in the past.

"Batai!"

At this time, another person walked into the cave and said with a grin:

"Shuode has broken his arm and his strength is damaged. So what if he has a drop of the Spiritual Essence? You said that Junior Brother Zhou can't become a Qi Refiner, but he can?"

"Junior brother."

Looking back, Brother He said:

"Why don't you give the Spiritual Essence to Junior Brother Kang Rong? The reward he will give you will definitely be much higher than Shuode!"

"Brother He!" Batai shouted:

"What do you want to do?"

"What?" He Ge raised his head:

"Only Senior Brother Shuode is allowed to come, shouldn't Junior Brother Kangrong be allowed to ask for it?"

"Junior Brother Zhou, Shuode Tianman's strength has been damaged, and the possibility of becoming a Qi Refiner is almost gone. However, Junior Brother Kang Rong has amazing potential, and is highly valued by the Immortal Master. His future achievements are limitless. Who can I give the Spiritual Essence to? You should be aware of it."

"Fart!" Batai looked disdainful:

"The effectiveness of Diling Marrow will decrease sharply every time it is taken. Kang Rong has just used up one drop. How effective will another drop be?"

"He just doesn't want Senior Brother Shuode to get it!"

Turning his head, Batai looked directly at Zhou Yi:

"Junior Brother Zhou, the Purifying Spirit Marrow should belong to Senior Brother Shuode, and now he is in urgent need of this item to stabilize his injuries and increase his cultivation."

"If you don't give it, think clearly about the consequences!"

"Batai." Brother He's eyes widened:

"Are you threatening Junior Brother Zhou? Junior Brother, don't worry, Junior Brother Kang Rong has a very good relationship with you, and he will never stand by and watch someone bully you!"

"..."

"enough!"

Just as the two of them were at war with each other, Zhou Yi raised his voice and said with a cold face:

"Zhou will make his own decision on how to deal with the Spiritual Essence. You two, please come back!"

"Ping'er, see off the guests!"