Wow, the figure retreated again, and the real air swirled all over his body, blocking the violent air waves, Ma and Lin, the two real people looked at Sanchuan Island, where the white light gradually faded, and there was a look of surprise on their faces that could not be concealed.

Their surprise at this time was not because of the horror of Mo Po pounding the breeze, but because Wang Yi's performance was as they expected, in their original expectation, Wang Yi should have been buried under the ruins of the Wang family at this moment, but this was not the case.

At this moment, Wang Yi not only stood in place intact, but even the Wang family behind him was not affected, as if nothing had happened.

Of course, although Wang Yi protected the Wang family, he was not so lucky outside the Wang family, only to see that the streets around the Wang family had long been gone, leaving only the earth that seemed to have been plowed over again, which shows the horror of the breeze.

Whew, let out a sigh of relief, feeling the afterglow of the breeze gradually dissipating, Wang Yi's slightly pale face showed a hint of relief, in order to protect the Wang family behind him in the collision just now, he was under a lot of pressure.

And at this time, Mo Po looked at Wang Yi who was intact below, and unexpectedly did not make another move, but fell into silence, her family knew her own family affairs, and no one knew more about the power of smashing Qingfeng than her, but it was precisely because of this that she was shocked that Wang Yi took over the smashing breeze intact.

Getting along in a long place, she asked herself if there was no way to block the wind in front of Wang Yi and be unharmed.

At the same time, seeing that Mo Po had stopped attacking, the two real people Ma and Lin turned their minds slightly, guessed what Mo Po was thinking, glanced at each other, and their bodies moved back to the sky above the Wang family and stood side by side with Mo Po.

It's just that unlike before, at this moment, their gaze at Wang Yi no longer has half a point of contempt before, some are only solemn, at this moment they no longer regard Wang Yi as a fake Dan monk, but as an existence of the same level.

But this is also normal, after all, the cultivation realm is a place where strength speaks, and Wang Yi used his strength to gain their recognition.

The two were silent, Mo Po and the three did not make another move, Wang Yi did not choose to fight back, both sides stopped, as if waiting for something, for a while, the air was silent and terrible.

As old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, the three of Mo Po are naturally not the kind of people who are easy to get into the brain, in their eyes, interests are more important, and it is not impossible to work hard, the key is whether it is worth it.

Through the strength that Wang Yi just showed, they understood that Wang Yi was not a real person but better than a real person, and he was a very hard bone.

Of course, although Wang Yi's strength is extraordinary, if the three of them join forces, Wang Yi's words will undoubtedly be suppressed, and he may even lose his life, after all, compared to a real real monk, although Wang Yi's killing power is enough, there are still many shortcomings, among which not being able to fly in the air is a hard injury.

The truth in this is very simple, and the monks present, whether Wang Yi or Mo Po, all understand it, but it is precisely because they understand it that the two sides have mutual scruples, forming a fragile balance. Among them, Wang Yi knew that one person had no chance of winning against the three of them, so he responded to all changes with the same, while the three Mo Po did not dare to force Wang Yi too much, for fear that Wang Yi would die and drag one of the three of them into the water, after all, it is completely possible to do this with the strength shown by Wang Yi.

Whew, after a long silence, the three of Mo Po glanced at each other, and lowered their figures at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of a nonchalant smile, he knew that the matter was over. Of course, the reason why Wang Yi behaved so fearlessly was entirely because he still had his hole cards that had not yet been opened, although it was not enough to win against the three of Shang Mopo, but it was enough to protect himself.

Down-to-earth, standing opposite Wang Yi, the old man surnamed Ma slowly said after glancing at Wang Yi:

"I don't know what the relationship between friends and the Wang family is?"

The voice was smooth, and the old man surnamed Ma had already put Wang Yi in the same position as himself.

Hearing this, Wang Yi's expression did not move, and he said indifferently:

"The son of the Wang family, the son of Wang Lun, Wang Yi. ”

Although they had expected it in their hearts, when they heard Wang Yi answer like this, the three old men surnamed Ma couldn't help but sigh a little in their hearts, lamenting that there was a unicorn in the Wang family. And at this time, the real person surnamed Lin, who had been silent, suddenly spoke:

"Daoyou turned out to be the Wang family, why have I never heard of it before, with Daoyou's age and strength, he should have been famous in this sea area for a long time. ”

Hearing this, both the old man surnamed Ma and Mo Po set their eyes on Wang Yi, because this was not only the doubt of the real person surnamed Lin, but also their doubt, after all, the strength shown by Wang Yi really shouldn't be nameless, so that they had never heard of such a number one person.

You must know that the three thousand miles of the Inland Sea are not big, but they are not small, although there are many fish and dragons, and there are many monks, there are only so many Xiuzhen families that can be ranked first, and they can still understand each other, but even so, they have never heard of Wang Yi as the number one person.

Facing the puzzled gazes of the three old men surnamed Ma, Wang Yi paused and said slowly:

"I've been seeking the Tao in Zhenhai Sect, it's normal that you haven't heard of me. ”

Wang Yi's words were very plain, without any ups and downs, as if he was talking about a most ordinary thing, but when the simple words reached the ears of the three old men surnamed Ma, a thunderbolt exploded in their ears, shaking their hearts.

Everyone has a different opinion on what kind of existence Zhenhai Sect is, but they all have a consensus, that is, Zhenhai Sect is one of the well-deserved overlords of the East China Sea, like a tiger lying down, suppressing thousands of miles of sea without anyone daring to stroke its tiger whiskers.

As real monks, the vision of the three old men surnamed Ma is far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks, but it is precisely because of this that they understand the horror of the behemoth of Zhenhai Sect better, they never thought that Wang Yi would be a monk of Zhenhai Sect, but if you think about it carefully, there is no reason to explain why Wang Yi is so demonic but unknown.

The mentality changed, after knowing the identity of Wang Yizhen's disciple of Haizong, the three old men surnamed Ma glanced at each other, and their attitudes changed again.

"It turns out that Daoyou is actually a senior disciple of Zhenhai Sect, no wonder he is so talented, and it is not far from thinking about forming a golden pill. ”

Hypocritical words, hypocritical smiles, at this moment, even Mo Po, who had been gloomy face, showed an ugly smile to Wang Yi.

"Huh. ”

Seeing the three of them in such a posture, Wang Yi sent out a sneer of disdain in his heart, but although he was disdainful in his heart, on the surface, Wang Yi did not show it, but showed appropriate enthusiasm, after all, although the tiger skin of Zhenhai Sect is easy to use, it will not really intimidate the three real monks, at most it just makes them have scruples, and it is already a good result that things have developed to this point and can end in such a situation.

In such a situation, the four people who had their own thoughts in their hearts got along very happily, and they couldn't see that they were still fighting to the death before, and they couldn't help but sigh that the cultivation realm was so realistic and so hypocritical.