"Advanced...... Martial Sect?"

Zhao Xingchen's voice popped out from between his teeth, and his indifferent eyes burst into a cold gaze.

The momentum on his body was released, filling the entire hall in an instant. The squeezing heroic young man had a large amount of sweat on his forehead. His body trembled, and his legs became heavy, as if they had been filled with lead. I almost couldn't hold it anymore and fell to my knees.

"Yes...... Yes, brother!"

The heroic young man gritted his teeth and replied stiffly, "Xiao Yi is at least a high-level martial artist......! Comparable to the Martial King!"

The last word fell. The heroic boy lowered his head and stopped talking.

In my heart, I can't envy Xiao Yi. I think he is about the same age as Xiao Yi, but his cultivation is so different. so that he didn't even have jealousy. Yes, it is only worship and reverence.

If he hadn't joined Zhao Xingchen's team, he would have wanted to recommend himself to the door and find Xiao Yi.

Pity......

"Let's go. ”

Zhao Xingchen, who was silent, paused for a long time, waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Yes, brother. ”

The heroic young man was overjoyed when he heard this, turned around and walked away quickly, this extremely depressing hall. There was even a call in his heart that he would never come back here.

This call is very mysterious, but the heroic young man inexplicably has a strange mind. If, if Zhao Xingchen is defeated in the hands of Xiao Yi. Then if he abandons the darkness and turns to the light, no one will say anything, right?

Rats leave a sinking ship.

With Zhao Xingchen's usual arrogant style, if he is really defeated in the hands of Xiao Yi, it is estimated that no one will rely on him anymore!

Although the Feiyun Sect is a large sect, there are also many small groups. These small groups are respected by the strong. If the leader is the leader, there is no deterrent. Those who are attached will leave immediately.

Of course, there is no shortage of heartfelt ones.

It's a pity that Zhao Xingchen did his own crimes, and none of them were really loyal to him. Even if it is a dead Song Ci, it is just a temporary attachment. It's just that I didn't expect to lose my life in one mission.

Is Zhao Xingchen afraid of Xiao Yi?

Of course I'm afraid!

He never imagined that the new disciple who could be pinched to death with one hand would grow to this point today.

High-level Martial Sect, a small realm higher than him!

Although intermediate, advanced, there is not much difference. With years of experience, it is not difficult to bridge the gap in this small realm.

But if you want to defeat Xiao Yi, you can't be sure.

The combat power that erupted was comparable to that of the Warrior King. Zhao Xingchen knows very well that he can't do it at all!

The sword idiot went to see Xiao Yi, and he just told Xiao Yi that there was no question about the supreme sword skill trialist competition. This also shows that no matter how sparing he is this time, he can't avoid a head-on battle with Xiao Yi.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Xingchen slapped his palm on the table, and the "bang" sound smashed the entire table to pieces.

"Supreme Sword Technique, I must get it, I must get it!"

Zhao Xingchen stood up and walked back and forth irritably in place, "What about the high-level Martial Sect? What about the Martial King!!?

Zhao Xingchen's eyes burst into flames.

A wisp of spiritual power burrowed into a space bag worn around his waist, hovering over a strange seed the size of a grape wrapped in black mist.

in the brain.

The words of the burly man in purple-black armor with long blood-colored hair behind him and dancing and fluttering with the hunting night wind echoed.

"If you want to be stronger, you just need to take this seed, and you can do it!"

To accept or not to accept?

Along the way, Zhao Xingchen was always hesitating and wandering. Until this moment, Xiao Yi's sudden rise made him finally ruthless.

Call!

The space bag opens.

Seeds entwined in black mist, floated out.

Zhao Xingchen opened his mouth wide, and the dragon swallowed the seed into his mouth as if he were sucking water, and went down his throat into his abdomen.

The next moment......

......

Airplanes!

Xiao Yi's body trembled suddenly, and he recovered from his cultivation. When you open your eyes, you feel the changes in your body, and a smile appears on the corner of your mouth.

"Yes, the energy richness of the earth-level Yuan Crystal is just different. As long as I have ten more pieces, I will be able to get through the second part of "The Palm of Annihilation", the requirements required for the tendons of the Demon Divine Palm. ”

Xiao Yi muttered to himself, his eyes full of confidence.

The competition time for the Supreme Sword Skill Trialists is three days later. In the past few days, Xiao Yi has been staying in the room to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again except for eating.

I want to seize the opportunity to cultivate the second part of "Collapse God Palm", the Demon God Palm, in one go.

Unexpectedly, with the deepening of the understanding of "Collapse God Palm". In the second part, when the Demon God Palm was cast, it was necessary to have extremely strong requirements for the cultivator's physique.

First of all, the tendons in a cultivator's body are twice as thick as those of ordinary people!

Otherwise, the energy burst out of the palm force can break and burst the tendons in an instant. Before he started killing the enemy, he had already played himself to death.

Xiao Yi didn't want to be a fool.

can only use the power of the Yuan Crystal to run the "Immortal Golden Body Formula", washing and expanding the tendons over and over again.

After three days, the effect was good. The muscles in the body are tougher than before, and the risk factor is much lower when the tolerance increases. In particular, the energy supply of the earth-level elemental crystal greatly reduces the time.

However, it is precisely because of this that the five ground-level yuan crystals left behind have all been used up.

If you want to continue cultivating, you have to replenish your energy.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi had no choice but to stop temporarily.

Tomorrow there will be a competition of supreme sword skill trialists. Tonight, Xiao Yi is ready to take a good rest.

Standing up, loosening my muscles and bones, listening to the crisp sound of "crackling" coming from my body, my heart was satisfied.

After punching a few more times and moving the blood vessels, I went out of the house to wash and came back to rest. However, just walked to the door. The space ring on his hand suddenly moved a few times.

Quickly bowed his head, and there was a flash of golden light in his eyes, passing through the surface of the space ring.

Xiao Yi entered the space ring with curiosity and divine sense......

"Woo !!"

A loud eagle roar suddenly exploded in Xiao Yi's ears.

The penetrating long roar almost burst Xiao Yi's eardrums. At the same time as his spirit was shocked, he quickly withdrew from his divine consciousness.

After waiting for a few minutes, I felt that the space stopped shaking, and I entered again.

This time, the divine sense "saw" a majestic golden eagle with golden bodies and wings outstretched, standing proudly above the void.

Xiao Yi's eyes widened, and he was stunned to "look" at the eagle, and blurted out, "Xiao Jin?"

Yes.

The one who made a big show in the space ring was the golden-winged young eagle who devoured the dream dzi, named Xiao Ling by Xiao Yi, nicknamed Xiao Jin, the little guy who had been sleeping.

After sleeping for so long, I finally woke up.

Xiao Yi was overjoyed, and after the shock, he opened the space ring as soon as possible and let Xiao Jin fly out.

Swish!

A flash of gold.

Kim wakes up and grows to a body the size of an adult rooster and appears in the room. The golden light made Xiao Yi unable to open his eyes......