At the gate of the Qingcheng faction, two men guarding the gate were yawning. Suddenly, they heard loud, rhythmic noises.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

"What's going on?"

The two looked down the hill and were shocked.

A young man dressed in animal skin, carrying a huge rock, walked step by step to the top of the mountain. The stone was as big as a small building, and the figure of the young man was insignificant. That kind of visual effect, like an ant holding a brick.

Obviously, the comer is not good!

"Stop!"

"Who dares to come to my Qingcheng faction to be presumptuous?"

The two men drew their swords and shouted at them.

Zhang Yi's arms suddenly exerted force and threw the boulder on his shoulder. This boulder smashed into the gate of the Qingcheng faction like a flying peak.

"Not good!"

"Run!"

The two men guarding the door looked at the flying boulder and hurriedly rolled to the sides, so as not to be embarrassed.

Thundered!

The huge stone block smashed the gate of the Qingcheng faction more than three meters high. Countless pieces of metal, gravel, and wood flew everywhere, and a lot of dust was splashed on the ground.

The dust settled, and the gate of the Qingcheng faction turned into a garbage heap more than half a meter high.

The two men looked at each other, and felt a deep fear in each other's eyes. In trembling voices, they shouted violently:

"Damn, you dare to destroy my Qingcheng Sect Mountain Gate, I just don't want to live!"

"Who are you, report your name!"

Zhang Yi jumped and landed on the boulder, looked down at the two men coldly, and said:

"The Overlord Imperial Family, the Seventh Prince, Zhang Yi, tell your head to come out!"

"There's a kind of don't run!" The two of them threw down a cruel word and fled into the Qingcheng faction to report the news.

However, after a short while, hundreds of Qingcheng Sect disciples rushed out.

A man in green clothes with two swords at his waist looked at Zhang Yi indifferently, and suddenly grinned:

"Sure enough, it's Zhang Yi. You are really blessed with a great life, you didn't die in the wilderness, and you are still alive. However, you had a convulsion in your head in the Great Wilderness and took the initiative to come and die? ”

Zhang Yi didn't answer, he looked around with his eyes, and said loudly: "The people of the Qingcheng faction have all arrived, right?" Now, I'm giving you two options. ”

"Cut off your own hand with a sword, or die!"

"Presumptuous!"

A Qingcheng sect disciple roared and rushed in front of Zhang Yi. The man's right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Draw your sword, unsheath it, stab it forward!

A whole set of movements is smooth and pleasing to the eye, showing his powerful sword skills.

"It is worthy of being the most potential outer disciple in recent years, the sword of Qingchao is already close to the strength of the sixth layer of qi refining!"

"Of course, Qingchao's swordsmanship is the first in the outer door, and even Qingyijian is not an opponent with swordsmanship alone."

"I heard that Qing Yijian died, and the head of the sect intends to let Qing Chao serve as the chief disciple of the outer sect."

……

All the Qingcheng Sect disciples looked at Zhang Yi with mocking eyes, and in their opinion, after Qingchao's sword, Zhang Yi would definitely splash blood on the spot.

At this time, Qingchao had already come to Zhang Yi, and his eyes were full of ambition.

"Zhang Yi, do you think I'm here to get ahead? The second prince uses a high-grade magic crystal to reward your head. Kill you, and I'll get that High Crystal!" ”

Qingchao's heart was full of pride. He had already begun to fantasize about what it would be like to get the magic crystal.

At this moment, Zhang Yi suddenly stretched out his right hand.

Syllable!

Zhang Yi's palm slapped Qingchao's face, like swatting a fly, casually!

Touch!

The powerful force contained in this slap smashed Qingchao's jaw to pieces, and his head flew out like a volleyball. Under the huge force, the body that was originally moving towards Zhang Yi suddenly turned, flew out more than ten meters to the left like a sandbag, and fell to the ground, motionless.

As everyone saw, Qingchao's neck was broken, his head was completely separated from his body, and he fell to the ground, losing his breath.

Seeing this scene, all the Qingcheng Sect disciples were taken aback.

A slap in the face, slapping a fifth-layer qi refining to death?

What kind of strength is this Zhang Yi? Could it be that it is the sixth layer of gas refining, or even the seventh layer of gas refining?

"Actually killed my Qingcheng faction disciple in front of the head of the family, Zhang Yi, give me death!"

A burly man suddenly roared loudly, raised a thick-bladed long sword with both hands, and slashed towards Zhang Yi.

This sword, like a tiger descending from a mountain, shines with yellow light on the sword's body, filling everyone's field of vision.

Earth Attribute Vitality!

This person has actually cultivated the Earth Attribute Vitality!

Before the sword approached, Zhang Yi had already felt the oppression of that heavy and powerful vitality, as if a mountain had fallen from the sky to suppress him.

How powerful is the attribute vitality? The surrounding Qingcheng Sect disciples were all pressed by the momentum like a mountain, and their chests were stuffy, and they couldn't breathe.

At this moment, Zhang Yi stepped forward.

The six styles of the military department - instantaneous step!

As soon as he stepped out, close to the end of the world, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Zhang Yi's figure had appeared behind the man.

This sword was dodged by Zhang Yi.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yi raised his right arm, and his right fist was ready to attack.

The man didn't have time to turn around, so he could only accept Zhang Yi's punch. His face was full of disdain.

"You don't have any attribute fluctuations on your body, you don't have any cultivation attribute vitality at all, how much power can you have with one punch? Watch me use my earth-attribute vitality to break your arm! ”

With the man's words, the yellow light on his back shrouded, and his entire body seemed to turn into a bronze statue, becoming extremely hard.

At this moment, Zhang Yi punched in.

Military Department Six Styles - Boom!

Thundered!

There was a blasting roar that shook everyone's eardrums.

Zhang Yi's punch destroyed the man's vitality like a bamboo, shattering his skin, muscles, internal organs, and bones, completely penetrating his chest, splashing red blood and spilling it all over the ground.

"Oh my God!"

All the Qingcheng Sect disciples were shocked.

This man is one of the few true disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, a seventh-layer qi refining martial artist who has cultivated the earth-attribute vitality. And his earth elemental vitality, which was known for its strong defensive power, could not resist the power of Zhang Yi's punch.

It's horrible!

Zhang Yi's fist is terrible!

These Qingcheng Sect disciples couldn't help but take a dozen steps back, leaving a clear space around Zhang Yi with a radius of 100 meters.

Zhang Yi ignored these people, but stared at the man who was directly in front of him with two swords at his waist.

In the perception of spiritual power, only this man can bring him a threat.

"You are the head of the Qingcheng faction?" Zhang Yi asked coldly.

The man nodded and said in a deep voice, "That's right, I am the head of the Qingcheng faction, Qingyicheng. I really didn't expect that after you entered the Great Wilderness, you would be blessed by misfortune and actually cultivate a powerful body. ”

Brush Brush –

In an instant, the two long swords on Qing Yicheng's waist automatically flew out and came to his hands. His body, blue light surging, powerful vitality, raging in all directions.

"Prince Yi, I am not only the head of the Qingcheng faction, but also the adoptive father of Qingyijian. Although Qing Yijian's talent is limited, I treat him like a son. Today, I will sacrifice your life for his blood! ”

"Come on, then! Let me see the strength of this planet's Jindan warriors! ”

Zhang Yi's eyes became extremely sharp, and his feet stepped on the instantaneous step, facing Qingyi City.