"You're looking for death!"

Zhao Yong roared and killed Ji Yun.

The moment Ji Yun saw Zhao Yong, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Building the Foundation Realm?"

The so-called foundation building is the martial arts foundation tire derived from the sky above it after cultivating to reach the ninth order of gathering spirits and the sea of qi is filled with spiritual liquid.

Once the martial arts foundation is formed, martial arts cultivators can begin to communicate with many mysteries in their bodies, and their force value will be greatly increased.

It can be said that ten ninth-order cultivators of the Gathering Spirit may not be able to compete against a foundation building cultivator who has derived a martial arts foundation tire.

Ji Yun was very surprised, he didn't expect that the Black Clothes Gang would actually have a foundation building cultivator.

You must know that in the entire Jincheng, only those few big families have the foundation building realm.

And now, a gang of bandits has actually appeared a master of the foundation building realm?

Ji Yun felt a little unreal, and now he was probably not the opponent of the Foundation Building Realm cultivator.

However, even in the current situation, Ji Yun already had a countermeasure, even if he condensed the sword of Jingyun in the palm of his hand.

Although the sword is precious, no matter what time it is, life is always the most important.

While Ji Yun was thinking, Zhao Yong was already approaching, and at this moment, he was exuding a faint layer of brilliance, and the energy factor was surging around him.

Seeing this, Ji Yun was stunned for a moment, and then silently put away the sword of Jingyun.

"The energy hasn't been collected yet?"

"Hehe, it turns out that he has just broken through to the foundation building realm, and he hasn't even derived a pseudo-foundation building cultivator from the martial arts foundation tire. Ji Yun said with a smile.

The strength of the pseudo-foundation building realm cultivators is much worse than the real foundation building realm, and it is not even much stronger than the ninth order of the Gathering Spirits.

To deal with such a person, there is no need to frighten the clouds at all.

"Goddamn bastard, you ruined my foundation, Lao Tzu is going to tear you apart!" Zhao Yong finally approached, and a pair of huge fists glowing with golden light smashed down towards Ji Yun.

"King Kong Fist!"

Ji Yun snorted coldly, and his body moved sideways, dodging the punch.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong was taken aback, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect Ji Yun's speed to be so fast.

But at the same time, Zhao Yong also sensed Ji Yun's true cultivation.

Seventh Order of Gathering Spirits!

Zhao Yong is happy, just the seventh order of the spirit gathering, even if the speed is fast, it will not be his opponent!

"You're going to die today!" Zhao Yong quickly twisted his body, the light on his body trembled, and a pair of golden fist marks bombarded Ji Yun's head.

In the face of this punch, Ji Yun did not dodge or dodge, stomped the soles of his feet on the ground, and also struck out a fist mark and greeted Zhao Yong.

"Idiot, even the seventh order of the Gathering Spirit Realm dares to fight with Lao Tzu, I don't know whether I am alive or dead!" Zhao Yong sneered, increased the output of spiritual power, and blasted towards Ji Yun fiercely.

He seemed to have seen Ji Yun's head collapse like a watermelon.

"Bang!"

The fist marks of the two slammed together, the space shook instantly, and the strong energy swept away, and the ground suddenly cracked, and the sand and stones splashed up.

In the next second, the figures of the two flew out upside down at the same time.

"How is this possible!"

With a sudden, Zhao Yong turned over and landed firmly on the ground, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of shock.

He built a foundation realm, but he was actually repelled by a seventh-order kid who gathered spirits?!

"Smack!"

At this time, Ji Yun, who was about to fall to the ground, slapped the ground with his palm, turned over and landed steadily.

"That's right, even if you don't derive a martial arts foundation tire, your strength is much stronger than Hu Wei at the peak of the ninth order of the Gathering Spirit. Ji Yun squeezed his fist that was a little tingling and said.

"Kill!" Zhao Yong had already seen that this kid was a little evil, he didn't dare to hold it up, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person swept out like sharp arrows, killing towards Ji Yun.

"Almost, that's it. Ji Yun's expression was awe-inspiring, and a red flame suddenly burst out from his palm, and his figure flashed, and he came to Zhao Yong in an instant.

"Bang!"

"You ......" Before Zhao Yong could react, he was hit by Ji Yun's palm, and his chest was pierced, leaving a terrifying blood hole, and his vitality was rapidly lost, and he was dying.

"Alas, the foundation building cultivators who have not condensed the martial arts foundation are still too weak. ”

Ji Yun shook his head, a little regretful, he still wanted to try his current strength, in the face of the real foundation building realm, can he live two moves.

Or maybe you want to know that the strong people in the foundation building realm can carry their own swords.

It's a pity that Zhao Yong is too weak.

"Wu ...... What is a martial arts foundation tire?" Zhao Yong's eyes widened, and he looked puzzled.

"This ......" Ji Yun was stunned, and then understood, and at the same time felt sad for Zhao Yong.

Scattered martial arts cultivators like them have too shallow understanding of cultivation, and they don't even know what a martial arts foundation is, let alone condense a martial arts abutment.

Although thousands of years ago, under the promotion of the Burial Heavenly God Emperor, the entire human race had the opportunity to practice martial arts, and martial arts academies were set up everywhere, which has continued to this day.

But no matter what time it is, the Martial Arts Academy is just a Martial Arts Academy, and its real role is only to allow more civilians with cultivation talents to get the opportunity to practice martial arts.

If you want to truly achieve something in the martial arts, you must join the sect.

Because the real cultivation resources have been in the hands of the sect since ancient times.

In the Martial Arts Academy, at most, you can only master the cultivation method of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

The follow-up method can only be practiced by joining the sect.

The sect was too powerful, even in the era of the Burial Heaven God Emperor, there was no compromise, and the real cultivation secret method was not announced, but an agreement was reached to recruit disciples from the Martial Arts Academy every year.

If it weren't for the fact that Ji Yun had some memory fragments of the Burial Heaven God Emperor in his mind, Ji Yun probably wouldn't have known about such a thing as a martial arts foundation fetus.

"What is a martial arts base tire?" Ji Yun looked at Zhao Yong and asked rhetorically, and then said with a smile: "You just need to tell me who asked you to ambush me last time, and I can spare your life, and even tell you the condensation method of the martial arts base tire." ”

At the same time, the brilliance in Ji Yun's hand condensed, and a spiritual power was injected into Zhao Yong's chest to stabilize his vitality.

"The condensation method of the martial arts foundation fetus?" Hearing this word, Zhao Yong's eyes, which were already dim, brightened again.

"How about it, this deal is a good deal, right?" Ji Yun said with a smile.

"Hmph, are you a fool to me Zhao? After you get the information you want, I'm afraid you will kill me immediately!" Zhao Yong sneered and sneered.

"Hehe, you don't have a choice, or you will be killed by me now, do you have a chance to live. ”

"Either take a gamble, or maybe have a chance to live. ”

As he spoke, Ji Yun pointed into his palm, and a cluster of red flames condensed in his palm again.

Seeing the red flame, Zhao Yong was startled, the hesitation in his eyes flashed, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "It's Zhuang Yu! It's Zhuang Yu's bastard who paid for the black-clothed gang to deal with you!"