Sima Yi lightly looked at Zhou Junjie, who didn't understand the situation behind him, and nodded at the same time and said: "That's right, Zuo Feng, I just want to save this Zhou Junjie, this person is very important to me, you can't kill this person now." ”

After listening to what Sima Yi said, Zuo Feng couldn't help but nodded, looked at Sima Yi with some vigilance and said: "It seems that you are the helper of the Yellow Emperor's heir, since this is the enemy of my Zuo Feng, okay, since you dare to come, let me see your strength." After saying this, Zuo Feng had a look of vigilance on his face, and at the same time secretly looked at this Sima Yi.

In the past, when the left wing faced any enemy, he could face it calmly, because no matter how powerful the enemy was, under the repeated blows of the left wing, he would eventually be defeated by himself.

But the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, this man seemed to have an unprecedented pressure, this pressure even felt a kind of coercion on himself, in short, he gave himself a very uncomfortable feeling.

And Zuo Feng is an eleventh-grade martial artist, and when facing an eleventh-grade martial artist, he can see through some of the other party's cultivation, but when facing this man, he can't see through anything, so he can only look at this man like this, but there is no way.

"Could it be that this is a twelve-rank martial artist?" Zuo Feng was taken aback in his heart and couldn't help but sigh.

Not only Zuo Feng, but Zhou Junjie also felt a sigh of emotion in his heart at this moment, the old man who suddenly appeared seemed to contain endless power, and when Zuo Feng was a little unpredictable, Zhou Junjie was also a little unpredictable.

The old man looked very indifferent, as if he didn't have any bad intentions, but this old man seemed to have an unprecedented pressure, which he could say he had never felt before.

Sima Yi stood beside Zhou Junjie gently, he seemed kind, but he gently touched Zhou Junjie's chest and said to him: "Although you have been hurt a lot, you are fine, I think your repair ability is also very strong, and now it should be all flesh wounds." ”

Hearing Sima Yi say this, Zhou Junjie nodded lightly, although this Sima Yi seemed to want to save himself, but Zhou Junjie still felt an unprecedented pressure from him, this pressure was terrifying, and he was a little confused.

"Don't worry, you can't die, with my Ismail here, this mere Zuo Feng can't help you. Sima Yi looked a little confident, as if the Chiyou heir in front of him was just a yellow-haired child in his eyes.

"Are you, a twelve-rank martial artist?" Zhou Junjie suddenly said, he didn't know why he suddenly asked that, but such a thing suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but say it.

After listening to Zhou Junjie's words, Ismail Yi smiled slightly and nodded.

Zhou Junjie felt an unprecedented shock, especially when he knew that the man in front of him was a twelve-rank martial artist, the shock in his heart was unprecedented.

Twelve rank martial artist, that is a legendary existence, legend has it that when it comes to the twelve rank martial artist, it can be said that he was invincible at that time in this world, and ordinary people can't do anything to others at all.

Zhou Junjie suddenly remembered what the elder had told him, there are twelve-rank martial artists in this world, but there are too few twelve-rank martial artists, and there may not even be Huaxia, and he didn't expect that a twelve-rank martial artist would appear in front of him now.

Zuo Feng was in a hurry to kill Zhou Junjie now, but he didn't expect that an old guy would suddenly destroy his good deeds, and the anger in his heart was also conceivable, only to see him glaring at this Sima Yi, and said hatefully: "Since you dare to destroy my good deeds, then you should die." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zuo Feng rushing over with the Chiyou knife.

Zuo Feng contains a kind of power, an indescribable power, and now he has no foundation in his heart in the face of this Sima Yi, because he can't understand how strong this Sima Yi is, so he can only use his most powerful strength.

Unexpectedly, Sima Yi shook his head slightly, looked at Zuo Feng with some pity, and said to Zuo Feng: "Even if you use the strongest strength, you will not be my opponent after all." ”

Now Sima Yi is talking to Zhou Junjie, in a way, his back is to Zuo Feng, Zuo Feng took the knife of Chiyou and slashed at Sima Yi's back, in a way, he also has a premeditation in his heart.

This left striker obviously wants to sneak attack, and in the face of an unknown master, it should be the most perfect to solve it in the fastest way.

However, Sima Yi just smiled lightly, and then formed an aura behind him, this aura was very strong, and when Zuo Feng hit it with the knife of Chiyou, he couldn't split this aura.

"It's amazing, what is this? Zuo Feng used Chiyou's knife to split this aura with all his might, but the aura was still immovable, which was really incredible.

What the hell is going on, and how terrifying is this Sima Yi's power?

"As I just said, although you kid is strong, you are not my opponent after all. After saying this, I saw a dark power erupt from Sima Yi's body, which was different from the power on Zuo Feng, the successor of Chiyou, but this power also made Zhou Junjie feel very uncomfortable.

The dark light flashed, and Zuo Feng, who was still struggling to break everything, couldn't help but be directly hit by this light, and couldn't help but take two steps back with the knife of Chiyou.

"Are you a twelve-rank martial artist?" Zuo Feng looked directly at Sima Yi's back and said slowly.

Listening to Zuo Feng's words, Sima Yi turned around slightly, looking still very indifferent, he nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, the old man is the twelve-rank martial artist, do you still want to be my enemy?"

Twelve-rank martial artist, that is really an existence against the sky, ordinary people are not the opponent of twelve-rank martial artists at all, and now that this twelve-rank martial artist has actually appeared, Zhou Junjie feels a kind of pressure, an unprecedented pressure.

Similarly, when he heard the old man say this, Zuo Feng also felt an unprecedented pressure, but he was still relatively indifferent, just glanced at Sima Yi lightly, and said at the same time: "Even if you are a twelve-rank martial artist, what can I do, Zuo Feng still doesn't take you seriously, but since you are a twelve-rank martial artist, let me Zuo Feng take a look at your energy." After saying this, Zuo Feng smiled coldly.