Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

The people present couldn't help being surprised when they heard what the head of the Eight Martial Arts School said.

Are Zhang Yi and Gu Yajun really spies sent by the Bald Eagle Nation or the islanders? Is it to harm the Dragon Kingdom practice world?

Zhang Yi is a well-known coach, and Gu Yajun is a young talented disciple. Although the two of them are famous, their reputation is still far behind the head of the Eight Martial Arts School.

The head of the eight major sects speaks with great weight and full of prestige.

So when they spoke, many of the people present chose to believe it.

Immediately, many people glared at Zhang Yi and Gu Yajun, only when they were traitors who were treason.

Zhang Yi's expression never seemed to change.

In front of Gu Yajun, there was contempt and disdain.

Gu Yajun knew very well that no matter how the heads of the eight sects splashed dirty water, they were destined to take their own humiliation in the face of iron evidence.

Sure enough, Zhang Yi said lightly:

"Do you think that the right to speak is in your hands?"

The head of the Eight Martial Arts School smiled triumphantly when he heard the words.

Just listen to the person in charge of Huadiefang speak:

"Now in Long Country, we are orthodox! We are justice! We have people believe in everything we say! We say that you are traitors, you are traitors! You said, isn't the right to speak in our hands?"

Zhang Yi heard this and sneered:

"mistaken."

The head of Huadiefang frowned upon hearing this.

The head of Tianzhezong stood up and asked Zhang Yi angrily:

"Boy, we control the greatest reputation, media, practice resources, practice disciples, practice sects... everything is in our hands! We can let the people of the Dragon Kingdom hear only what we want them to hear, only I can see what we want them to see! Don’t we have the right to speak? Don’t you dare to say that we are wrong?”

Zhang Yi's face was calm:

"Still wrong."

At this moment, the head of the Eight Martial Arts could not help being very angry.

Just listen to the head of Qianren Pavilion standing up and asking angrily:

"Then what you kind of is to talk about, where did we go wrong?"

Zhang Yi said lightly:

"You think you have everything, but you have forgotten that you did not write history."

The head of the Eight Martial Arts was taken aback.

Afterwards, they couldn't help laughing together.

They knew that they couldn't straighten their waists, as if they had heard a big joke.

After a long laugh, the head of the Linghezong asked Zhang Yi:

"It's ridiculous, kid, do you think you are the winner?"

The head of the Foil Foil Faction also laughed:

"Do you think you are very famous if you are a bit famous? If it was the head of Yun who was with you, maybe I wouldn't find it so funny, and you...hehe!"

The head of the Sundanese faction also laughed:

"Is I drunk and misheard, or are you drunk and talking nonsense? Do you really think that your power can deal with us?"

The other heads also laughed and looked at Zhang Yi as if they were looking at a clown.

The heads of the eight major sects know who is behind them.

They are even more aware of all the energy they control.

However, a newly emerging coach Zhang unexpectedly jumped out and said what he would be the winner?

This is ridiculous!

Zhang Yi Quesi said slowly:

"Huang Qi, I killed it."

The laughter of the head of the Eight Martial Arts sect stopped abruptly.

For a while, everyone's expressions stiffened on their faces, with an indescribable weirdness.

The onlookers didn't know who Huang Qi was, but it couldn't be more clear to the head of the Eight Main Schools.

This kid in front of you killed Huang Qi?

Immediately, the head of Linghezong hurriedly asked:

"How do you know Huang Qi?"

Huang Qi, except for the one who sat at the end of the Night of Gods, no one should know.

And the head of the Foil Foil Faction asked:

"How could you kill Huang Qi?"

Huang Qi has an immortal body, it is impossible for him to be killed.

The head of the Sundanese faction asked suspiciously:

"Which Huang Qi are you talking about?"

Up to now, the head of the Sundanese faction does not believe that Huang Qi of Zhang Yishou is the master of the Night Banquet of God Huang Qi.

Although the surrounding audience didn't know who Huang Qi was, they couldn't help but guess that Huang Qi was definitely not an ordinary person after seeing the various surprised expressions of the head of the Eight Martial Arts School.

Immediately everyone couldn't help whispering, trying to find out who Huang Qi is sacred.

But Zhang Yi looked at the head of the Eight Martial Arts School and continued:

"I am here today to kill Huang Hong."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a blockbuster was thrown at the eight masters.

The heads of the Eight Martial Arts School looked at Zhang Yi one by one at this time, as if they had seen a ghost.

If Huang Qi is still suspicious of the head of the eight major sects, then now that Huang Hong has been told by Zhang Yi, then this matter is definitely undoubted.

Zhang Yi came today, indeed he wanted to become a mortal enemy with the head of the Eight Martial Arts and the people behind them!

Immediately, the eyes of the head of the Eight Martial Arts School couldn't help but become full of murderous intent.

After Zhang Yidang said these two names, he was destined to die with them, so naturally they would not show mercy to Zhang Yi's hands.

Immediately only listened to the head of Qianrenting and said coldly towards Zhang Yi:

"Ignorance junior! I don't know how high the world is! Senior Huang Hong, in fact, you can speak insults? You still want to kill Senior Huang Hong? It's ridiculous, I'm afraid you won't even see Senior Huang Hong's face!"

Zhang Yi said calmly:

"Guess, I killed eight of you, will Huang Hong show up?"

The heads of the ten sects are just pawns of the ancient gods, but they are also the most important pawns in the Dragon Kingdom that they rule the world.

Zhang Yi believes that the black hand behind these chess pieces will definitely appear after seeing the chess pieces in danger.

Therefore, after Zhang Yi finished speaking, the killing intent of his whole body was not hidden anymore, and all were released.

Zhang Yi's murderous aura was so terrifying, as soon as his murderous aura came out, everyone present only felt as if they were involved in a battlefield full of corpse mountains and blood in an instant.

The face of the head of the Eight Martial Arts Group changed drastically in an instant:

"How could there be such a terrifying murderous aura? You...who are you?"

Murderous spirit, in short, is a special temperament produced after killing.

When a person kills enough, his murderous aura will be so strong that it makes people frighten, like seeing a natural enemy.

And Zhang Yi’s killing intent is even more intense than many dead mountains and blood or the generals who came out. No one knows how Zhang Yi’s terrifying murderous aura is trained, and no one knows how it takes to practice such a murderous aura. How many creatures were killed.

Gu Yajun felt such a strong murderous aura. While she was horrified and horrified in her heart, a pair of phoenix eyes were filled with excitement.

She knew that the peerless powerhouse fifty years ago had finally returned at this moment!

The head of the Eight Martial Arts School faced such a terrifying killing intent, and their bodies couldn't stop shaking|trembling.

They stared at Zhang Yi in horror and asked:

"You...you are definitely not an ordinary practitioner! What is your true identity?"

At this time, they are like children facing severe adults, their expressions are so fierce, their hearts are so empty that even their voices are trembling|trembling slightly.

No one dared to try Zhang Yi anymore.

In such a terrifying killing intent, the fool knew that what they were facing was a peerless master.

Faced with the enquiries from the Eight Chiefs, Zhang Yi replied:

"Me, Zhang Yi."

The head of the Eight Martial Arts was annoyed.

Of course they knew that he was Zhang Yi, and everyone here knew it.

What the head of the Eight Martial Arts School wants to know is his true identity.

But soon, seeing the head of the Eight Martial Arts School couldn't help but change his face.

Zhang Yi.

This world is called by this name, but there is also a great man!

Fifty years ago, the young master of the Zhang family, the master of Fuxingmen, the number one master in the Eastern world, and a man called the Sword God, also called Zhang Yi!

Could it be...

The head of the Eight Martial Arts School couldn't help but look weird, and for a while could not help being taken aback by their guess.

But Zhang Yi already raised his hand, and a blue flying sword appeared in his palm.

The natal flying sword.

Zhang Yi slowly raised his sword and said:

"Eight, borrow your heads for a use."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yi raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword smashed towards the head of the Eight Martial Arts School.

A fierce sword aura, like a half crescent, slashed towards the neck of the head of the Eight Martial Arts School.

The head of the Eight Martial Arts School didn't expect Zhang Yi to say that he would do it. They were so scared that they hurriedly began to defend.

At the same time, after they felt Zhang Yi's horrible sword light, they couldn't help but be horrified:

"The sword that killed the head of Qingtaoxuan just now was really yours!"

Such a terrifying sword aura, and then think of the giant sword that fell from the sky just now, no matter how stupid the head of the Eight Martial Arts sect is, he can understand that these two moves are definitely from the same person.

The onlookers couldn't help but wonder, they didn't expect Coach Zhang's sword spirit to be so terrifying.

Zhang Yi's sword aura was extremely sharp, as if he felt invincible.

Where the sword qi passed, everything was cut into powder, and it was invincible.

One sword.

It's just a sword swung at will.

Faced with this sword, the head of the Eight Martial Arts School had an unmatched sense of despair.

Although the two sides have not yet formally collided with their moves, the head of the Eight Martial Arts School actually felt that they would not be able to take Zhang Yi's sword anyway!

In fact, they really can't take it!

Zhang Yi's sword was too terrifying, it was no longer what the eight of them could resist.

Seeing the eight masters, they are about to die under the sword of Zhang Yi.

Sudden!

I saw a stream of light suddenly pierced from a high altitude, slamming on Zhang Yi's sword light!

What bombarded the sword light was actually a Fangtian painted halberd!

Fang Tian painted a halberd and was extremely domineering, blasting Zhang Yi's sword light to pieces in an instant.

Then Fang Tian painted the halberd again and flew towards the sky.

Zhang Yi raised his head and saw that there was already a figure in the sky.

But the head of the Eight Martial Arts School recognized the figure, and they knelt down and bowed to the figure:

"I'll wait, I've seen Huang Hong's senior!"