One foot down.

Heaven and earth hang upside down.

When Li Dangzheng noticed the treacherous scene of the world around him, the scholarly aura that was originally flowing up and down his body suddenly dissipated, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, squinting at Yang Yi, who was not knowing how many years younger than his age, was called a stormy wave in his heart.

He couldn't believe it.

The two ragged passers-by who came to stay on the road were actually such great immortals on the mountain who could move heaven and earth.

Li Dangzheng was about to say something, but saw a middle-aged man with a residual chlorine figure walking out of the wooden house.

Although the time is not confused.

But he was already full of white hair, his eyes were lowered, and he could even see a faint purple and black aura at the center of his eyebrows.

One hand was on the wooden frame, the other hand was clenched into a fist in front of his mouth, and he coughed incessantly.

It lasted for an unknown amount of time before he eased up a lot, staggered a step ahead, and looked at the changes in this world, his eyes were full of desolation, or a kind of relief.

The scenery of the past is long gone.

Those friends have more or less become their enemies today.

Those Jianghu sects that were attached to the hooves of the Su clan in Yueyang did not want to take credit for the Su dynasty with their own heads, and became a big family recognized by the so-called dynasty, and their names will not fade through the ages.

Xu Feng looked at Li Dangzheng, who was looking back, his eyes flashed countless times when he had raised a glass to drink and chatted freely, smiled slightly, and said softly: "I can't live up to a scholar like you, I hurt you." If you had chosen a different path, you would have been much higher than you are now, and you would not have been in the same situation as a rat crossing the street as you are now. ”

Li Dangzheng said with some anger when he heard this: "Big brother, I can embark on this road, not because I want to be so prosperous and rich, but just to be able to go into the rivers and lakes with you, it's not that you chose us, but we chose you, big brother, even if you fall into a trough now, but big brother, you are still my big brother, I believe Brother Wang He must think the same way." ”

Xu Feng sighed softly and smiled without saying a word.

In his heart, he actually hopes that a real scholar like Li Dangzheng will have a good time in the Luzhou officialdom, as long as he can have his own big brother in his heart, but now it is obvious that it is useless to persuade him.

But in today's situation, it's useless to say anything.

Li Dangzheng jumped up, came to Xu Feng's side, and said softly after supporting: "This time it has nothing to do with us, it's just that that little friend is in some trouble, I naturally won't sit idly by, it's just that your body is ......, big brother."

Xu Feng shook his head and said: "I'm ** sick, I've been like this for many years, you don't have to worry." ”

Between words.

The man in white who had been entrusted with a small piece of grass swiped lightly towards the void in front of him again, but found that his aura was uncontrollable, although he could feel the flow of aura in his body.

But it's like the body is numb, and I can't mobilize the aura in my body for my use.

And the monks who fell to the ground were also a little dazed.

The difference between a cultivator and an ordinary person is nothing more than that his body is more condensed, and his body can form a golden pill and condense spiritual energy.

Once they were disconnected from the aura in their bodies, these mountain immortals who could originally fly around would be a little stronger than the physique and soul of ordinary people.

Even some pure cultivators who majored in spiritual energy once they did not have the spiritual energy in their bodies as their own protection, it is estimated that some ordinary people in the market who practiced the family would be able to beat them to death with random punches.

The man at the head of the line tried to shake his palm, his expression calm, and he couldn't tell what he was doing.

Looking around, there's nothing wrong with it.

Of course.

That's because you don't feel anything at all.

The monk can keenly perceive the aura between heaven and earth, all of them rely on the aura in their bodies to produce a hazy and vague connection with the outside world, and as the realm climbs, this connection will become stronger and stronger, until finally, even with their eyes closed, they can feel that any wind and grass within a radius of hundreds of miles or even the entire state will also be transmitted into the state of mind, which is wonderful.

And Takeo is the same.

Because Wufu mainly cultivates the purest qi, as long as there is a trace of qi flowing between heaven and earth, it cannot escape the capture of Wufu's state of mind.

And everything in the world has a qi machine lingering.

This makes it so that to a certain extent, the perception ability of a martial artist who has reached a certain level is comparable to that of a monk.

For example, at this time.

Some of the martial artists who came to encircle and suppress Yang Yi could detect it subtly.

The aura of all things between heaven and earth turned out to be strangely converging towards the canopy, not like artificial, but more like a natural flow.

There's nothing more gurgling than this.

The formation monks who originally drew the formation were forcibly reversed because heaven and earth were forcibly reversed, and the formation pattern of the formation was actually maintained, and the aura went the opposite way, re-enriching the bodies of each monk, and then disappeared, as if throwing something into a bottomless pit.

The scariest thing is.

They had no idea whose aura it was coming from.

As everyone knows.

At this stage of the Three Realms, the most important thing is to form your own unique aura attributes.

Once this property is broken, impurities are involved.

Maybe not much now.

When the final realm gets higher and higher, the hole torn by this impurity will become bigger and bigger, until in the end, the light person may be able to save his life, and the big deal is to descend to the realm to protect himself.

In severe cases, they go straight to the fire.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the world of Kyushu.

Most of them are sad endings of good intentions doing bad things.

The main thing is that they are completely out of control of this heaven and earth, and they have no idea what is happening.

It seems that all this changed after Yang Yi took that step.

The two sword cultivators looked at each other, although they were not the leaders of the same sect, they had a good heart, and they jumped up at the same time, forcibly enduring the shock in their hearts.

They have not forgotten the task of this trip.

If it fails this time, there may be other sects to encircle and suppress Yang Yi who is in Luzhou at this time, but they estimate that they will be heavily punished by the sect when they go back, and the end can be imagined.

Two swords rose to the sky, and the maple forest was Xiao Xiao, endlessly.

Yang Yi didn't even glance at these two people, and his eyes fell on everyone.

The two figures walked out of the queue at the same time.

The fists were clenched, and the faint qi continued to circulate, causing a strong heat wave to occur around the body, and those monks who had long since lost the aura protection felt a burning sensation from their faces.

Subconsciously took a step back, and the horror in my heart was called.

Before, relying on how unfathomable his spiritual energy cultivation was, he didn't look at these martial artists in his eyes, but now if he looks at it as an ordinary person, pure martial arts is really terrifying.

This is true for both of them.

If it was the legendary Qishan Sect Master who threw a punch, it would have been terrifying!

Seeing this scene, Yang Yi thought of the fear of being dominated by the Sect Master of Qishan on the Dragon Palace Tower Ship for a while, and subconsciously wiped his nose, and the spirit in his eyes was blurred for a moment.

Generally speaking, this change in expression really doesn't mean much.

Can be placed today.

That's a breakthrough!

You must know that this person can stand here with the full blow of many monks, which is enough to show that the hidden realm of this person is far from comparable to those of them.

Such an angry person actually showed a trace of confusion in front of Takeo.

What does this mean?

It shows that this person's breakthrough is Wufu!

The two pure martial artists have a distance of ten steps from ordinary people.

In an instant, he came to Yang Yi.

No punches.

But the wave of air that was wrapped up blew Yang Yi's entire sleeve up.

Yang Yi subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Just this moment.

The two sword cultivators in the air behind him also swept down in the direction of Yang Yi at the same time.

The sword light was sensitive, and the two sword qi intersected at the same time, and the sword qi smashed towards Yang Yi like a rainbow.

The two pure martial artists clenched their fists.

The nails dig deep into the flesh, and blood trickles flow from the cracks between the nails.

The two martial artists looked hideous at the same time, and their fist intent climbed to the peak.

This moment.

The air around him was completely distorted by the strong fist wind.

Yang Yi felt as if he was in a vacuum, and his breath was stagnant.

The skin in front burns like a substance.

And Sen Sen's sword aura made Yang Yi shudder behind him.

Until this point.

Yang Yi finally sensed a hint of death.

So far.

Author Old Dog.

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