Seeing the situation in front of him, Yang Yi decided to save people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Not only because the monks on the judgment seat were not in the gathering stage, Yang Yi felt that he was sure enough to kill them all. It was even more because the strong will of the three teenagers on the execution table who did not give in despite the torture touched Yang Yi's heartstrings, making him feel pity and admiration at the same time.

It was nearly noon, and the late-stage monk who was sitting in the center of the judgment seat flew up and came to the top of the three young men. He looked around and looked at the people who had come to watch with more fear than sympathy, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Zheng Yanxing, Feng Yiqing, and Chen Siming assassinated the Immortal Master Zhou Chongqian who went out on official business in the City Lord's Mansion five days ago. Zhou Xianshi didn't notice it for a while, and was killed by these three people. The main seat was close to the left at the time, and although it was too late to stop the evil deeds of the three people, they were also captured alive. Today, this execution platform was specially set up, and the three people were cut with thousands of knives and broken into thousands of pieces in public. It can be avenged by Zhou Immortal Master, and the canonical punishment can be clarified. You can also let you know that those who resist the immortals will be directly executed, and those who kill the immortals will have no bones. Execute! ”

After the monk finished speaking, a tall executioner with a guillotine ascended to the execution platform, ready to carry out the punishment of a thousand knives. Most of the city's citizens in the audience couldn't bear to look at the execution platform anymore, and lowered their heads and remained silent.

The bodies of the three teenagers were tied, and their mouths were sealed. Naturally, I can't resist, and I can't speak. Except for the young man in the middle, the other two teenagers all raised their heads and looked at the late-stage Enlightenment monk directly above them with cold and hateful eyes. The late Enlightenment monk didn't care when he saw the eyes of the two of them who were almost trying to choose someone, and smiled. Only when he saw the indifference of the young man in the middle, the corners of his mouth showed a slight hint of coldness.

The executioner with the guillotine, the first target is the boy in the middle. Instead of slashing at the boy's head, his knife started with the boy's foot. The sharp guillotine shone with a cold light, and it was about to cut off the boy's feet. A figure wearing a hat and holding a three-foot Qingfeng suddenly flew out of the crowd under the execution table. Needless to say, this figure is naturally Yang Yi. The sword in Yang Yi's hand came first, meeting the slashed guillotine. Not only did it stop the guillotine from falling, but it also smashed the wide guillotine.

This change came so suddenly that the citizens and the five monks under the execution platform were stunned on the spot. Only the young man who was about to accept his fate was the first to react and looked at Yang Yi who saved him. His eyes were clear as water, and he did not show excitement because he was saved. It's like this world, there has never been anything that can excite him.

"It's unheard of for a mortal to be able to comprehend the sharp and perfect sword intent." The monk flying in the air was the second to react, although he said in shock. In the case that Yang Yi deliberately hid his aura, it was difficult for the Enlightened Monk to see the identity of Monk Yang Yi, so the Monk of the late Enlightenment Period would say such a thing.

Yang Yi not only has to save people, but also has to try not to expose himself as much as possible. Therefore, he had no intention of talking to the air monk, and after temporarily relieving the boy of danger, he stabbed the late Kailing monk in the air with his sword.

Although the late-stage cultivator saw Yang Yi's sharp and perfect sword intent, he didn't feel that Yang Yi could threaten him. So when Yang Yi's sword stabbed at him, he only used a good quality shield magic weapon to resist. At the same time, a fire snake spell appeared in his hand, flying directly towards Yang Yi's throat.

Originally, it was understandable that the monks of the late stage of enlightenment had to kill Yang Yi and resist Yang Yi's attack. After all, even if a mortal's sword had the blessing of a sharp and perfect sword intent, it would be impossible to pierce the defense of the magic weapon. Even in the face of a weak spell attack, a mortal's body would never be spared. What's more, the spells in the late stage of Kailing are not weak, and there are twenty-one seals.

It's a pity that the three-foot Qingfeng in Yang Yi's hand is not an ordinary sword, but a twenty-one forbidden rotor flying sword. Of course, Yang Yi was not an ordinary mortal, he was a genuine monk. Not to mention that he now has the cultivation of the Four Seals of Enlightenment, not to mention that the flame robe he wears can easily resist the attacks of hundreds of twenty-one seal spells. Just talking about Yang Yi's physical strength and defense now, he is already close to the body cultivation of the late stage of Kailing. Coupled with his super high flame resistance, he can completely ignore the attacks of the Fire Cultivator's spells.

Although Yang Yi's speed was fast enough, so fast that even a cultivator who gathered nine turns might not be able to catch up with him, but it was not as fast as the attack speed of the spell. When the fire snake was about to fly to Yang Yi, a smile bloomed on the face of the monk in the late stage of enlightenment, and he thought that Yang Yi would die. However, the treasure light that lit up on Yang Yi's body easily defused the attack of the fire snake. The late-stage monk who didn't expect this change to happen was only slightly stunned. I saw that Yang Yi's flying sword pierced the magic weapon that he thought was unbreakable without hindrance, and stabbed him in the throat.

Between the lightning and flint, the high-flying late-stage monk fell on the spot. The citizens under the execution table fell into an even greater sluggishness, and the three teenagers on the execution table had joy and hope in their eyes. And the young man in the middle was still calm in his eyes. In addition to their incomparable anger, the four monks on the judgment seat were also greatly shocked. They really couldn't understand how a mortal could use a sword weapon or wear a monk's robe.

After killing the highest of the five monks, Yang Yi once again slashed at the four monks on the judgment seat with his sword. Maybe it was because their dignity as monks didn't allow them to run away in front of a strange mortal, or maybe the four of them thought that together they would be able to kill Yang Yi. Their spells and magic weapons flew together and attacked Yang Yi. They wanted to kill Yang Yi before he approached. They didn't believe that Yang Yi's Dao robe could withstand so many attacks.

The result was destined to disappoint the four of them, and their combined blow could not completely break the treasure light that emerged from Yang Yidao's robe. Yang Yi came to the judgment seat without hindrance and killed a monk. Without waiting for the remaining three to stay away or put up an effective resistance, Yang Yi unleashed two more swords in a row, killing the two monks again. The last monk wanted to escape at this time, but it was a pity how could he escape Yang Yi, who was so close to him and much faster than him.

From Yang Yi saving people, to the fall of all the monks on the field, it was only four breaths. Under the execution table, the city's citizens, who had been shocked and somewhat numb, came back to their senses at this time, and shouted loudly, "The immortals are dead, the immortals are dead." Their expressions were both happy and afraid, but their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi, who was unwilling to reveal his identity as a monk, of course, could not pay attention to these excited city citizens. He picked up the three teenagers abruptly, jumped onto the rooftops of the street, and sped out of the city. When he was far away from the city, Yang Yi used a little trick to make the three young men who were already exhausted fall asleep. Then take them with him, and Edgeworth departed.

"The grace of the seniors to save each other, the younger generations Zheng Yanxing (Feng Zhiqing, Chen Siming) are unforgettable." In the evening of the same day, on a barren mountain in the Xinyan Dynasty. The three teenagers whose physical injuries had been treated knelt down and bowed to Yang Yi.

"Hurry up, you don't need to make this big gift."

"Dare to ask your seniors, when you saved us, did you really use a sharp and perfect sword intent?" The questioner was Zheng Yanxing, a young man who was about to be the first to be executed by the executioner.

"Yes."

"But I heard the master who taught the three of us to practice martial arts say that even if a genius mortal is, it is already the limit to be able to comprehend the sword intent of Feng Rui's first entry, let alone the perfection of Feng Rui. Because with the body of a mortal, it is impossible to withstand the blessing of the sharp and perfect sword intent. ”

"In a way, your master is right. But if this mortal's physical strength and strength were no less than that of a monk, and he could withstand the blessing of the Sharp Perfection Sword Intent, then he could comprehend the Sharp Perfection Sword Intent. Yang Yi said half-truthfully.

"Ask our seniors to teach us how to make our physical bodies stronger."

"Is this ......" Hearing Zheng Yanxing's request, Yang Yi was speechless for a while.

"As soon as the seniors rescued us, I made such a request, which is too abrupt, and I hope the seniors will forgive me." Zheng Yanxing saw that Yang Yi was embarrassed, and immediately apologized.

"My brother Zheng has a straightforward personality and will say whatever he wants. Please don't be surprised. Feng Yiqing also said helpfully.

"Actually, it's nothing. But now you are seriously injured, and you are still in danger of dying. The most important thing for you right now is to get your body in good shape first, and then we'll talk about other things. ”

"Thank you for your understanding."

After opening up a cave in the mountains and settling the three of them, Yang Yi began to think of ways to make mortal bodies stronger. Eating the meat of spirit animals? How long does it take to take effect after eating. Maybe until they die of old age, they can't compare to the weakest physique. Exercises for cultivating physical cultivation? Let's not say that Yang Yi doesn't have it, even if he does, the three of them must have the talent to cultivate the exercises. Refining a panacea? Yang Yi began to think back to the Danfang he had seen before. Although Yang Yi didn't see many pills, it really made him think of a pill recipe that could improve the flesh of mortals.

This pill was called the Solid Pill, and it was obtained by Yang Yi in Huang Guangxing's Cave Heaven Purple Jade Hall more than twenty years ago. The solid pill is a very special elixir, and taking it for physical cultivation has no effect. However, after Fa Xiu and Sword Cultivation are taken, they can increase their physical strength. It is said that as long as it is taken for a long time, there is still a slight possibility that the monk's physical strength will increase up to 10,000 catties. Don't look at the strength of 10,000 catties, it's not much, but even if it's an ordinary late-stage spiritual cultivation, it's nothing more than that.