Tang was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked back at the place where Zhou Yigang was standing, and sure enough, it was empty!

Could it be that he is already so powerful?

Tang sadly turned his head and looked back at the two people facing each other in front of the cottage with a look of disbelief on her face she quietly left zhou yi in shu that day she quietly left zhou yi in the hope of relying on her own efforts to close the gap between the two but

The gray-clothed man who was still boundless to admire just now, fearing the demon god, is indistinguishable from Zhou Yizhan at this moment! Uncle! Second? It's just a few months later, don't you have the qualifications to practice it?

Zhou Yi is face became more and more solemn, just by the tsunami-like blow just now, Zhou Yi could know that this person's martial arts are among the people he has seen in his life, only Xiaoxiang Pavilion Lord Murong Chunqiu, Jiuyang Martial God Yun Chongxiao, Heavenly Sword Song Wen and a few other people can be compared.

At that time, Zhou Yi thought that if he met these people in the battle of life and death, Zhou Yi would undoubtedly be defeated, but after borrowing the ability of He's Bi to be reborn, so that after the Jiuxiao True Scripture broke through the seven chapters, Zhou Yi's strength doubled?

So at this moment, when facing the gray-clothed man in front of him again, which almost represented the peak strength of the players in the world, Zhou Yi suddenly felt a strong battle intent in his heart!

It's like a film gently covering the top of your head, where you can reach for it!

That being the case, then

Let's fight!

Zhou Yi roared, and the blue water sword in his hand carried the incomparable cyan sword, and the lightning-like volley slashed down at the gray-clothed man.

The sword light flashed and flickered, and there was a thunder on the ground, and the gray-clothed man was actually struck by this earth-shattering blow, and flew upside down from the ground ten zhang away, and rolled out of a distance of three zhang on the ground, and the speed stopped.

In front of the cottage door, a shallow pit about half a foot long and two feet deep was suddenly cracked, and it was shocking to be long.

The power of this sword is truly earth-shattering. The only eyes on the iron face of the man in gray also showed a look of disbelief, and it was the first time that he had been knocked to the ground by someone in his invincible life.

"I didn't expect to meet such a strong enemy, I thought that as long as Murong Chunqiu could make me use all my strength, I didn't expect that Qianbei would have such strength without getting drunk, the Central Plains is really a big land, but unfortunately I didn't bring weapons, it was indeed me who held it up!"

The gray-clothed man thought secretly for a moment, but his eyes became more and more awe-inspiring.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the momentum on the gray-clothed man's body changed suddenly, and he stood proudly in front of the walled gate, his whole body full of true qi. When the rain came five feet above him, it poured down in all directions, so that not a drop of water could reach him.

In terms of momentum and the operation of true qi, Wu Yu has climbed to the peak of what he can achieve.

This battle has reached the stage of deciding whether to win or lose.

The gray-clothed man was the first to attack, his body leaned forward slightly, his hands coiled inward, and a very powerful column of qi rotated up, just the overflowing air flow had swept the entire mountain forest, even Fu Ziwen and the others, who were far behind the mountain forest, also felt like a blade-like wind impacting and blowing pain on their faces.

One can imagine how terrifying the air flow accumulated between the hands was.

This is the gathering of the gray-clothed man with all his strength, even if he is afraid that it is not much better than the Jiuyang Thunderbolt of the Jiuyang Martial God.

And Zhou Yi immediately moved, a very slow, extremely graceful movement, like the wind so natural, so elegant as the dance, in stark contrast to the murderous man in gray.

But no one can ignore Zhou Yi's extremely elegant sword style, because every movement of Monday, from the wrists, arms, eyes, waist, feet and elbows, is not let go. Each one is natural, like an antelope hanging on its horns.

The sword had been stabbed out slowly, slowly.

It was stabbed out of the most incredible part, and suddenly there was the most incredible change when it was stabbed.

But between these changes, there is a little flaw! Under the backdrop of the peerless sword moves that were originally perfect to be impeccable, this little flaw was magnified to the point of infinity.

"Oh! No! Don suddenly stood up from the woods and screamed.

And at this moment, the man in gray has immediately made a brazen move, a super master of the level like them, a little mistake may be the difference between life and death!

The air flow within ten zhang of the surrounding area rotated rapidly, and the qi fronts like sharp blades collided rapidly in this range, and quickly contracted away with Zhou Yi's foothold as the core.

Zhou Yi, who was in the center of the storm, could move, and the overwhelming pressure would concentrate on him, rolling him into the cyclone of the rapids.

There was no way back for him.

The man in gray immediately flew up, and in the pouring rain, thunder and lightning, his tall figure that was gradually approaching was like a demon from the eighteenth layer of hell.

Then the demon sank his waist, dismounted, bent his arms, twisted his waist, and punched, and in his hands the simplest lunge punch seemed to have insight into all the mysteries of the world, and returned to the extreme.

And the place where this punch hit is the flaw in Zhou Yi's swordsmanship, the only flaw!

Then Zhou Yi smiled.

He knew that there was a flaw in the sword he used, and he knew that what the opponent's punch was bombarding was that fatal point.

But when the opponent's punch hit him head-on, Zhou Yi's sword suddenly changed again. A change that Zhou Yi could not grasp, and it was by no means a change that he came up with on his own.

That's a change in the sword itself.

When the wind sweeps away the earth, isn't it inevitable that something will be missed? But when the wind blows, who can notice these places?

But the flaw was only a change in the sword itself.

It's like a spring of water running down a mountain, and when you come down, you see a gap in it, but by the time you reach over it, the spring has already filled the gap.

The flaw in the third young master's sword is not a flaw at all!

In an instant, the boundless sword light was as fast as flowing water in the bedroom with the gray-clothed man's qigong, and in just a few breaths, the pervasive cyan sword light broke the gray-clothed man's boxing skills cleanly.

But the gray-clothed man still made an almost perfect response in the most unfavorable situation, his skill suddenly exploded, and with a loud roar, he took advantage of Zhou Yi's momentum to fly out horizontally, and swept high into the dense forest in the distance, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

Zhou Yi slowly put away his sword, and his whole body was wet. (To be continued.) )