"It's very rare that you're about to break through to the realm of the Heavenly Grade! It's a pity, it's a pity! Even if you're a genius of a demigod academy, you can only be cut off here today. Don't be so arrogant when you come out in the future!" said a masked man floating down on the roof.

"Why don't you send the young master home for treatment!" the masked man shouted in a low voice as he turned his head to a group of stunned guards.

A group of guards ran away as if they were about to be amnesty, holding the unconscious Nan Guo Yanyunfei.

"Boy, are you going to cut yourself, or are you waiting for me to make a move!" the masked man said to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi pursed his lips, the other party was at most an ancient martial artist at the peak of the peak realm of heavenly quality, and he dared to come and be arrogant with him, he was really fearless!

Yang Yi didn't intend to talk nonsense with the other party, the people of the Nanguo family had completely angered him, and Yang Yi had always been very cruel to the enemy. Before he could wait for the other party to make a move, Yang Yi was fluttering like the other party floating over.

The masked man's heart tightened, obviously the other party was not as strong as him, obviously the other party was just a child, but he felt that he was locked up, he didn't seem to be facing a child, he seemed to be facing a sword god. He couldn't wait any longer, and he had to make a sortie to reduce the pressure on the opponent's momentum.

The masked man's sword struck at Yang Yi's chest like a sacrifice. Obviously, the masked man was quite confident in his sword, and he believed that even people who were a level higher than him would not easily dodge it, and he was proud of his swordsmanship.

It's a pity that the freak Yang Yi he encountered, the masked man's swordsmanship was like a child dancing a sword in Yang Yi's eyes, and there were flaws everywhere.

At the moment when the long sword was about to pass through his chest, Yang Yi dodged as if he was taking a leisurely walk.

There was a hint of surprise in the masked man's eyes, he didn't believe that Yang Yi could dodge his move, although this move was not the most powerful, but it was already very good. Immediately, his face sank, and the sword light of the Storm Class seemed to be about to eat Yang Yi.

Yang Yiran was not afraid to pounce into the opponent's sword net. It seems that he didn't take the other party in his eyes, and the masked people were happy, even the strong people in the demigod realm did not dare to face it head-on.

Jingling!

The masked man looked blankly at the long sword that fell to the ground, he never thought that his long sword would be knocked out, it seemed that he would never be able to accept this reality.

Just when the masked man was puzzled, he suddenly felt a cold in his chest, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

He asked reluctantly, "How did you do it?"

Yang Yi had no intention of answering him.

The masked man looked at the chic throwing knife on his chest very unwillingly, and fell down unwillingly with innocent eyes.

Yang Yi directly bent down and pulled out the flying knife on the masked man's chest, rubbed it on the masked man's body, and then carefully placed the flying knife in front of him.

Before a group of guards rushed over, Yang Yi glanced at the two little girls in front of him and disappeared from everyone's sight.

It didn't take long for Yang Yi to appear in the academy, and he didn't take today's events seriously.

Although Yang Yi injured a child of the Nanguo family, this child is not a descendant after all, and the matter was also provoked by the people of the Nanguo family first, coupled with the prestige of the demigod academy, so he suppressed it with a little warning, and the matter had to end hastily in the end, and finally it was over.

Later, the Nanguo family saw that their watchman was injured and threw things around. Recently, today's matter has been in front of the sect master.

Although this matter has been suppressed, it has undoubtedly become a trigger/fuse, the contradiction between the demitheological academy and the Nanguo family is becoming more and more acute, and the open and secret battles are naturally indispensable, plus the Nanguo family has died, due to the situation and social public opinion, the sect master will inevitably be a little favoritic, and the demitheological academy has been struggling in recent years.

Although Yang Yi was suspected of releasing water in the last fight with others, he still felt that his strength was far from enough, although Yang Yi had made great progress, but Yang Yi was still not very satisfied. What he wants now is a breakthrough in the bottleneck.

Yang Yi bought the elixir he needed. With enough elixir, Yang Yi couldn't wait to refine the Chongmai Pill he needed.

Yang Yi first arranged the defensive array, and then he gently looked at the Chongmai Pill in front of him, success or failure in this move, his face showed a resolute look, and he gently put the Chongmai Pill into his mouth. Soon, countless aura flowers bloomed, and liquid-like aura raged in his body.

Yang Yi's body was filled with spiritual power, he faintly felt that his body was bursting, he immediately collected his mind, and used the aura to constantly wash his meridians, Rao is a person with a firm mind, the majestic aura made the continuous washing of his meridians, and the feeling of severe pain seemed to be about to faint.

Such a majestic aura made Yangyi's meridians immediately widen a lot. At the same time, the pain is enormous. At this time, it is necessary to persevere, and if you slack off, there will be a danger of violence.

But he did not regret it at all, he firmly believed that wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and hardships are enduring hardships to become a superior person.

The aura continued to swim in Yang Yi's body, one week, two weeks, soon, a hundred weeks passed, Yang Yi was sweating profusely, he felt that he was about to break through, but the impact of the sea of qi again and again was always unsuccessful. After a long period of cultivation, Yang Yi's legs were a little numb.

Yang Yi obviously felt that his meridians had widened, but he could not break through, could he just give up, no, he couldn't fail, he must succeed! Yang Yi almost gritted his teeth and ran again for a long week, and finally the aura gathered into the sea of qi, constantly washing the sea of qi.

He felt that the aura of the lower dantian was getting thicker and thicker. The aura was constantly compressing, and at the same time, the power of the elixir was almost exhausted. Yang Yi gritted his teeth, absorbing the aura of the Chongmai Pill while attracting the aura around his body.

The aura in the lower dantian is getting thicker and thicker, and it has reached the point where it can't be dissolved, but the aura is still condensed. Gradually, the aura of the lower dantian became like dough.

Suddenly, the aura in his body began to gradually rage, and the true qi began to surge uncontrollably. Yang Yi felt that the aura he absorbed was faster, and his lower dantian was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the aura around him. The air around him was distorted.

Suddenly, Yang Yi was shocked, and countless spiritual qi submerged into Yang Yi's body like water, and finally the sea of Qi was gathered. His lower dantian seemed to shrink as if a black hole had collapsed.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Yi opened his eyes happily, and the whole process lasted for about three hours, Yang Yi carefully experienced the current true qi, both in terms of the quantity and quality of spiritual power. At the same time, he found that his meridians were more than twice as wide.

He happily examined his body, and he found that his body was even more solidified, and he was now full of strength, and the joy of mastering power rose from the bottom of his heart. He now had the urge to go to Vice Dean Sun De to practice, but he finally suppressed this urge and carefully checked the changes in his body.

"We need more resources for cultivating the gods, so we have to think of other ways. Yang Yi said to himself, Dai Baode's treasures seem to be a lot, but they are not practical at all, and he can only get a small number of high-grade magic crystals from there to help him cultivate. He needed a lot of resources for cultivating his gods, and he began to worry about it.

Suddenly, Yang Yi's face showed joy, how could he forget this, he can refine the weapon. There are a lot of magic circle masters in the demigod academy, which makes the price of the magic circle not high, although there are few pill medicine masters, but Yang Yi doesn't dare to show it too much, otherwise he won't be chased and killed by those 10,000-year-old demons, then he can quickly accumulate wealth only with refining weapons, and the magic weapons here in the demigod realm are really not too strong.

Yang Yi said that he would do it, and soon, he listed several simple refining materials and asked the guards to prepare them. He planned to start with simple weapons first, and when he got acquainted with them, he could refine some high-quality weapons appropriately.

Although the guards were very surprised by Yang Yi's quick request, they still quickly prepared all the materials that Yang Yi needed.

First of all, Yang Yi refined an ordinary sword, familiarized himself with the refining methods of the demigod realm, and combined with the refining methods he mastered. Soon, he mastered the key to the refining weapon of the demigod realm.

Then, Yang Yi refined and refined hundreds of swords, and several swords had to be refined, although they were not perfect, they were still considered high-quality in the demigod realm. At this time, Yang Yi asked the guards to prepare some slightly high-grade materials, and at the same time, this is also the highest-grade material he can call.

Then, Yang Yi refined a few more big swords, and without exception, these swords were all high-quality swords. He couldn't wait to see what price his great sword could fetch for the great sword he refined.

Yang Yi took the guards to the best weapon shop.

"Hello, sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" said Yang Yi with a smile as a junior from the shop walked over.

"How much does this sword cost?" Yang Yi asked, pointing to a sword hanging on the wall that was of similar quality to the one he had refined.

"Sir, you have a good eye. This sword is a master's masterpiece. It's worth about a hundred high-grade magic crystals!" replied with a smile from the second child in the shop.

"I'm going to sell a batch of these swords, I don't know if you can collect them here!" Yang Yi said casually. At the same time, he ordered the guards to take out all the swords he had refined.

"Yes, please go to the VIP room, I'll go and ask our shopkeeper." As he spoke, the shopkeeper pulled Yang Yi closer to the VIP room upstairs.

Soon, the shopkeeper hurriedly walked out, and he saw Yang Yi hugging his fists and said, "This gentleman, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"It's okay, can you see how much these big swords are worth?" Yang Yi said lightly.

"Please wait, I'll inspect the goods!" said the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper saw a few big swords taken out by Yang Yi's guards, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pounced on them like a hungry wolf seeing food. He watched carefully one by one, one by one, and watched carefully, whether it was a tap, and sometimes put it to his ears to listen to the sound.