Shout!

More than ten meters away from Zhang Yishang, Qingyicheng had already stabbed out a sword.

The sword light vibrate, the qi waves rolled, and countless cyan sword qi roared like a rain of arrows.

Zhang Yi's body shook violently, and his body swayed like a soft wicker in the wind, reflecting an incredible bend, and he actually dodged all the sword light of Qingyi City.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yi took a quick step and his body appeared in front of Qing Yicheng.

"Look for death!"

Qingyicheng burst into a shout, and the twin swords were like a storm, pouring madly towards Zhang Yi!

The powerful cyan sword light, with a terrifying momentum that tore through everything, completely engulfed the space where Zhang Yi was.

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Touch!

With an explosive roar, the entire ground shook violently. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yi's body was blown out, and Qing Yicheng stood in place with his head held high.

As everyone saw, in Zhang Yi's chest, a long sword was plunged straight into his back, dripping with blood.

Seeing this scene, the Qingcheng Sect disciple's face was full of excitement and he shouted loudly.

"It is worthy of being the master, the strength of the Jindan warrior is invincible!"

"This Zhang Yi can't even resist a blow from the boss."

"Zhang Yi, if you obediently kowtow and admit your mistakes, our Qingcheng faction can still keep you a whole corpse. Otherwise, you will be left with no bones! ”

……

Zhang Yi snorted coldly, slowly pulled out the long sword in his chest, and shook the long sword with a shake of his hand. His muscles tensed, and the wound in his chest stopped bleeding automatically.

Then, Zhang Yi raised his head, stared at Qing Yicheng with an indifferent face, and said:

"It is worthy of being a Jindan warrior, the heart is broken, and the person is still alive."

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, all the Qingcheng Sect disciples were surprised in their hearts, they looked at Qingyicheng, and at the heart of Qingyicheng, they saw a dirt footprint.

Poof—

Qing Yicheng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face becoming extremely pale.

In the confrontation just now, although Zhang Yi was hit by a sword, he also used the six styles of the military department - whip legs, and kicked the heart of Qingyi City.

However, the strongest Jindan warrior is Jindan. Jin Dan is not broken, and the body is not dead.

Qing Yicheng's expression became extremely solemn, and he said:

"Zhang Yi, you haven't cultivated the attribute vitality, and you can actually threaten the physical body of the Jindan martial artist. If you let you grow up, the second prince will definitely be hurt by you. Today, I'm going to spare your life here! ”

The next moment, Qing Yicheng's body was like the wind, and he rushed with a sword. After only two steps, he was already stepping on the wind and his body was flying in the air.

"My Qingcheng faction resists the wind, the wind is everywhere, I am everywhere. Zhang Yi, no matter how strong your physical body is, how can you resist the omnipresent wind? ”

Before the words fell, Qingyicheng walked with the wind and appeared in front of Zhang Yi. The long sword in his hand, like a flexible and changeable wind, shot out a sword aura of no blue light, enveloping all the vital points around Zhang Yi's body.

Zhang Yi's body was shocked, and he dodged, dodging these sword qi one by one, and seemed calm.

At this moment, a blue light, like a frightening bird, came out of the wind without warning.

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A sword pierced Zhang Yi's right shoulder, and powerful vitality exploded in his shoulder, blasting Zhang Yi's entire right shoulder out of a piece of flesh and blood, and you can see the miserable white shoulder blade.

"I didn't expect it, this is the hidden sword in the wind of my Qingcheng faction, a sword with the wind, so that you can't hide."

Qing Yicheng's figure appeared, his face hideous. He grabbed the hilt of his sword and slammed it out, trying to pull it back.

However, this sword did not twitch.

"What's going on?"

Qing Yicheng lowered his head, and saw Zhang Yi's right hand grasping the blade fiercely, allowing his five fingers to be cut by the blade and dripping with blood.

Touch!

This sword was crushed by Zhang Yi's pinch.

"What?"

Qing Yicheng's heart trembled, and he happened to meet Zhang Yi's eyes. In Zhang Yi's gaze, the murderous aura was awe-inspiring, like the gaze of death.

At this moment, Qing Yicheng had the illusion that what he was fighting was an injured ancient beast.

Between breaths, Qing Yicheng suddenly realized and roared loudly: "Zhang Yi, you actually fought to get injured twice and abolish my long sword!" You bastard, you were stabbed by me on purpose! You have so much courage and so much scheming! ”

What Qingyi City is best at is the hidden sword in the wind. Losing the long sword, his strength drops by at least half.

"Now I know, it's too late!"

Zhang Yi snorted coldly, and his vitality poured out of his left fist like a volcanic eruption, roaring towards Qingyi City.

Fast!

It's so fast!

This long-planned punch was so fast that Qing Yicheng couldn't dodge, and it had already penetrated Qing Yicheng's chest. Countless vitality raged inside his body, shattering his internal organs.

However, Qingyicheng is still not dead.

Jin Dan warrior, Jin Dan is not broken, and the body is not dead!

Suddenly, Qing Yicheng tightly grasped Zhang Yi's left arm with both hands, and countless cyan vitality poured into Zhang Yi's left arm, attacking Zhang Yi's body.

"Zhang Yi, even if your physical body is strong, you can't stop my attribute vitality. In a matter of seconds, my vitality will enter your body, crushing every bone you have, tearing every muscle you tore apart, and blasting you into powder! ”

Zhang Yi felt that Qingyicheng's vitality was flooding like a river, rushing into his body along his left arm. He hurriedly used the instantaneous step method, and the vitality of 108 acupuncture points burst out, blocking the destruction of Qingyicheng's vitality.

The vitality of the two, with Zhang Yi's left arm as the battlefield, tore each other apart and stalemate.

Feeling this situation, Qing Yicheng laughed.

"Zhang Yi, fight for vitality, you can't be my opponent at all. I have cultivated into a golden pill, and I can absorb the vitality in the air to replenish myself. What's more, my vitality is the wood attribute, and the wood attribute vitality is the most durable, endless, and impossible to wither. When you run out of energy, it's your time to die! ”

Hearing Qing Yicheng's words, Zhang Yi smiled slightly.

Running out of energy?

I have 108 dantians, and I'm still afraid of you as a golden pill?

Zhang Yi's eyes turned cold, and the 108 acupuncture points formed a mysterious cycle, and the vitality was like a tsunami hurricane, galloping along Qingyi City.

If the vitality of Qingyi City is the rivers and lakes, then Zhang Yi's vitality is the sea. Although the rivers and lakes are big, how can they resist the power of the ocean?

The powerful vitality drove Qingyicheng's vitality out of his left arm and entered Qingyicheng's body like a flood of seawater. These vitality continued to rage in Qing Yicheng's body, tearing his body apart.

Jin Dan is not broken, and the body is not dead.

But if the flesh is broken, what's the use of having gold pills?

Qingyi City is like a flat boat, frantically fighting for its life in the wind and tsunami, and it is crumbling. He didn't expect that Zhang Yi didn't even have the attribute of vitality, but he had such a huge amount of vitality.

It turned out to be more than the amount of vitality that had just formed the Golden Pill!

Irresistible!

It's simply irresistible!

The vitality in the golden pill of Qingyi City is like a mantis arm as a car, and it is impossible to resist Zhang Yi's inexhaustible torrent of vitality.

At tea time, Qing Yicheng's body completely exploded, turning into blood and flesh scattered all over the place. A golden pill that had lost its color fell to the ground and shattered completely.

The head of the Qingcheng faction, die!

Zhang Yi sealed the wound with his vitality and stopped the blood on his body. He raised his head and met the fearful gazes of the Qingcheng Sect disciples around him, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who else is not convinced?"

No one dared to speak. A few Qingcheng Sect disciples even collapsed on the ground, peeing their pants in fright.

Zhang Yi snorted coldly and said, "I'll give the three of you time to breathe, cut off your own hand with a sword, or die." ”

"One!"

"Two!"

Before the word "three" was spoken, these Qingcheng Sect disciples had already taken out their long swords. Immediately afterward, countless severed hands fell to the ground, and many people howled loudly in pain.

Zhang Yi looked coldly at these Qingcheng Sect disciples with severed hands, and said:

"From today onwards, I don't want to hear the name Qingcheng Sect again!"