Among the seven people, this centurion has the highest cultivation and the most rich experience in fighting. He knew very well that as the son of the Wannian family, his strength could not be judged by age, although they had an absolute advantage in numbers, it was not easy to win down the handsome young man in front of him.

Looking at the expressions of the man and the woman in front of him, there must be no doubt that they are lovers, so he wants to use the strategy of encircling Wei to save Zhao, attacking Shi Zhiyi and saving him, so as to take the lead in the fight.

Seeing these two people make a move, one is the initiator, and the other is sneaky, Shi Zhiyi was angry in his heart, and he punched out without hesitation!

It is the first of the eight styles in Beiyuan, see each other!

There is no wind in the fist, only a deep joy.

This is Shi Zhiyi's first real shot after he narrowly escaped from the dragon's belly.

Although it is still a familiar move, Shi Zhiyi always feels that this punch is a little different from before.

Seem...... Is it more powerful?

Since leaving Puzhou, except for the time when he was swallowed into his stomach by the giant dragon white dust, Shi Zhiyi has insisted on the cultivation of the Beiyuan Eight Style every day, but along the way of martial arts, every little bit of progress may need to be calculated in years or even ten years, this short period of less than a month, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to make any major breakthroughs in the comprehension of boxing techniques.

Even if Shi Zhiyi is not an ordinary martial artist.

The cold light on the tip of the lanky sergeant's spear was the first to meet the punch. The head of the spear is made of refined steel, weighs three catties and three taels, and is incomparably sharp, and a gun can pierce a large tree with the thickness of a person's arms, let alone touch flesh and blood.

However, at the moment of encounter, this cold light was like a dandelion that had encountered a strong wind, and instantly turned into countless fragments!

The shards shattered again, turning into countless silver powders, which swayed like snowflakes in the sky, and then disappeared, except for the ground of the dirt road in the village, where there was an extra piece of silver frost!

The thin and tall man shot was driven by the strength of his waist and abdomen, and the whole person and the gun were integrated, rushing towards Shi Zhiyi, when he saw that the tip of his gun inexplicably turned into a piece of silver powder, he wanted to regain momentum, but it was too late.

Barrels, arms, shoulders...... Even the entire body of the tall and thin man was completely reduced to ashes in this punch!

Except for a pile of powder and pasty on the ground of an indistinguishable color, the tall, thin man disappeared as if it had never existed!

At this time, that centurion's cyan true yuan had just arrived at Shi Zhiyi's side.

After sending out the true yuan, that centurion was not idle, but bullied forward, ready to send out his own momentum when Shi Zhiyi showed a gap! From his series of actions, it can be seen that this centurion has quite rich combat experience, and his shots are interlocking, even among the martial artists in the middle of the dawn, he can be called a good skill!

Shi Zhiyi's left hand stretched out, and it was naturally the Shi family's ancestral Zhenyuan Gangjin, and he met the true yuan that shot towards Yi Ning.

As soon as the five fingers were closed, the true yuan was crushed by Shi Zhiyi with one hand, as easily as if a bubble had been crushed.

From Shi Zhiyi's punch to the tall and thin man to ashes, to the fact that he smashed the centurion's true yuan with one hand, it was just a blink of an eye.

Including the centurion who was still rushing towards Shi Zhiyi in mid-air and ready to attack, all the sergeants were dumbfounded.

They all had a hunch in their hearts that this world might not be easy to deal with, after all, they were from a big family, and whether it was the cultivation techniques or the resources they could obtain, they were not at the same level as their ordinary cavalry.

But after all, they were seven to one, occupying an absolute advantage in numbers, and everyone was at least twice the age of that young man, if they were calculated according to the cultivation time, the number of years they had cultivated together might be more than twenty times that of Shi Zhiyi!

No one would have thought that with just one face-to-face effort, Lao Qin, who was a middle-aged cultivator among them, that is, the tall and thin man, would turn into a pile of ashes! And that young man should not have entered the dawn yet, and he would be able to take the true yuan sent by the transcendent martial artist with a single flesh palm, and he would not be harmed!

What kind of exercise is this? What kind of strength is this?

Shi Zhiyi's amazing performance instantly shattered the luck and courage in their hearts.

The other five turned and ran wildly towards their mounts outside the village.

The centurion was also shocked in his heart, but he couldn't help himself, so he had to restrain his thoughts, and the long knife in his hand turned into a curtain of light, slashing towards Shi Zhiyi's head!

With his realm in the middle of the dawn, he may not have a chance to face this kid who has not yet dawned!

With a muffled sound of "snap", Shi Zhiyi, who should have been split in half by him in this centurion's plan, was still standing in front of him dignifiedly, but at some point in his hand, there was an extra sword scabbard decorated with seven-colored gems, which looked gorgeous and abnormal, and blocked his condescending sword with one hand!

This centurion knife is exhausted, and he can't cut it anymore, so he turns it into a wipe, and the blade is cut along the scabbard towards Shi Zhiyi's left hand holding the sword, if he succeeds, half of Shi Zhiyi's palm will be cut off!

However, Shi Zhiyi was not in a hurry, and with a spin of the long sword in his hand, he shook off his knife, and at the same time, a sword roar sounded, and a dazzling blade came out of the sheath, which was Shi Zhiyi's usual artifact Yingyue!

The last time the moon was unsheathed on the birthday banquet of Mr. Fu, it was still night, and it was still full of light, which was dazzling, but this time under the illumination of the morning sun, it was more gorgeous and dazzling than the last time!

How could this centurion expect Shi Zhiyi to have such a move, and suddenly his eyes were filled with tears in the strong light, and he didn't dare to go further, so he had to take a step back and dance a long knife like a windmill, protecting the tight parts of his upper body.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and he only felt a light on his hand, and then a piercing pain came from his right shoulder. But it was the long knife that was cut off by Shi Zhiyi with a sword in his hand, breaking through the knife curtain in front of him and stabbing into his right shoulder.

The centurion took three steps back, and narrowly avoided a sword that slashed at his neck, his eyes barely opened, only to see Shi Zhiyi's sword united, striking again, and as far as the line of sight, his companion had already run clean.

He secretly scolded in his heart, as a centurion, but because of a thought, he became an abandoned son after breaking them off, and he couldn't wait to leave, but he knew that as long as he turned around, he was afraid that he would immediately end up in a different place, so he had to reluctantly cheer up and fight with Shi Zhiyi again.

And Shi Zhiyi was also anxious, wanting to rush to chase and kill the fleeing cavalry, relying on the advantages of the artifact, a sword was as fast as a sword, and after a few breaths, the half-cut long knife in the centurion's hand had been sharpened by Shi Zhiyi with only one hilt.

In desperation, he smashed the hilt of the knife towards Shi Zhiyi like a hidden weapon, wanting to take this opportunity to escape from the sword light of this demon king, but found that the young man in front of him suddenly disappeared from his field of vision like a phantom.

He knew that something was wrong, and when he was about to flee desperately, he suddenly felt a light shoot out from his chest, and it was the half-cut tip of the artifact Yingyue, which passed through his chest!

The moment before he fell to the ground, the centurion had infinite resentment in his heart, as a centurion, he did not expect to become a shield for his subordinates today! But this resentment only lasted for the blink of an eye, and he had already fallen to the ground and died of exhaustion!