Chapter 39: The Situation Is Wrong
"Dao Chief, do you think there is anything wrong?" In the distance, Huang Yue frowned, her eyes flashed with thought, looking at Ming Zhen's crazy appearance, and asked.
"It's really not right!" Qiu Feng Dao Chang nodded, his gaze swept over Zhou Yi, and finally fell on Ming Zhen, faintly said.
"This is true, although I am not familiar with it, but you must know that there are thousands of disciples in a big sect like Bodhi Academy, even if it is innate, there will never be less, but the true transmission is only ten!"
"It stands out from so many disciples that he can achieve the true inheritance, it stands to reason that with his current performance, it is completely impossible!"
Qiu Feng Dao Chang pondered in his heart, the situation is not right, it is not right, he is also a true legend, and he knows very well that the difficulty of becoming a true legend can really be said to be a thousand people racing canoes, not to mention a difficult word to say!
You must know that the true disciple is the face of a sect, acting on behalf of the world, every word and deed can be said to reflect the style of the sect, which is related to the thousand-year-old inheritance of the sect, and it is not allowed to be sloppy at all.
Therefore, every major sect, even if there are many cats, but in the true biography, it is absolutely clean, and no one dares to make a fuss in this regard.
Everyone who can become a disciple of the True Transmission must not only meet the strength standard, but also the state of mind is the most important, if there is the slightest error, it will never be possible to sit on the position of the True Transmission.
It's like the previous idiot, although he lost, but he was defeated with style, failure is not terrible, it is terrible to deny!
Ming Zhen's current appearance is obviously that he can't afford to lose, and in order to save face, he actually fights with his life, which is not at all like the performance of a true disciple.
"Wait!" Qiu Feng Dao was thinking, Huang Yue was not idle, frowning, going through everything that happened before in her mind, looking for clues bit by bit, suddenly, her brows moved, a spiritual light flashed in her brain, and she exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Qiu Feng Dao said suddenly, startled, and hurriedly looked at her and asked.
"I think, I understand!" As he spoke, Huang Yue's face changed from extreme shock to bitterness, and he slowly turned his head, looked at Qiu Feng Dao and said abruptly: "I'm afraid it's not just him who has fallen into the way, but also us!"
"We?" Qiu Feng Dao Chang screamed in surprise, and suddenly he was stunned, the whole person was stupid, Huang Yue's words were like a thunderbolt, and suddenly came, splitting the fog in his mind, and everything was clear.
After being stunned for a long time, the head of the Autumn Wind Dao reacted, and sighed faintly: "Indeed, it's not just him, we are also unknowingly on the road!"
"If it were us standing there now, I guess we wouldn't be much better than him!"
Huang Yue and Qiu Feng glanced at each other, and they both saw the bitterness and shock in each other's eyes.
Neither of them is a villain, and it is normal for people to watch when something happens, which is true, but when Ming Zhen took out the small flag and changed the foreign minister, if they changed their usual times, even if they did not interfere, they would definitely come forward to dissuade them, after all, as soon as the foreign minister came out, things would not be able to be cleaned up!
Regardless of the outcome, Mingzhen is definitely useless!
After all, the martial arts of the world is a family, generally speaking, unless the sky is hateful, otherwise it will never fight with fate, generally to the point, to the end, to win or lose, just can!
It doesn't matter how the people at the bottom make trouble, but the upper-class people, especially the elites at the level of the sect's true inheritance, must not consume each other, otherwise how to face the demon tribulation once every hundred years.
However, after discovering this, the two not only did not go up to dissuade them, but actually stood outside safely and watched the development of the situation.
Not only that, but it is judged as if it doesn't matter.
That's not normal!
"What kind of person can affect our emotions unconsciously!" Huang Yue lowered her head, her eyes were full of horror, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, the more frightened she became, this person could easily affect their emotions in a silent way, so that they could not even notice it, this strength is terrifying, you can imagine!
"Could it be the Demon Race?" "The Autumn Wind Dao Leader was also thinking, such a terrifying ability, it seemed that only the legendary Demon Clan could do it.
The thoughts in the hearts of the two kept appearing and disappearing, and after thinking for a long time, but there was still no result, who is this person? What strength? What do you want to do?
They don't know that now it's a man-made sword, and I'm a fish, and I can't think about it.
This person can easily manipulate their emotions, and his strength is so high that it will not take much effort to kill them.
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Rumble!
A knife out, like the weight of a mountain, a mountain can be faintly seen, with the blade, with the power of heaven and earth towards the boundless palm print, the surrounding suddenly resounded a roaring sound.
Countless palm prints were staggered back and forth, mighty and mighty, and pressed straight over.
Zhou Yi came out with a knife, and before he could touch the palm print, he was already broken by the power carried by this infinite palm print, and the mountain that was originally looming was extinguished in an instant like a lamp.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi's face did not move, he knew the power of these palm prints, and he didn't expect them to do anything, at this time, it was expected to disappear in an instant, after all, it was just a starting style.
Airplanes!
Talking about the blade of the knife, the blade of the knife roared softly, the sound gradually became louder, filling the heavens and the earth, the mountain that had disappeared from the beginning, with this finger reappearing, the mountain is steep, the woods are tight, faintly visible, and there are countless creatures running in it.
The mountain that reappeared was much clearer than the previous mountain, and it seemed that there was really a mountain with it, and it was vivid, and the power was naturally multiplied.
When the mountain appeared, it gradually became clear, and the reflection in Zhou Yi's eyes was endless, and his face was not sad or happy.
If you want to split a mountain, force accounts for three points, and skill accounts for seven points.
The force goes to the valve, the skill goes to the god gate, the vein of the mountain, the flowing water of the qi, a force, a skill, the mountain opens.
Reciting the Dharma silently in his heart, the infinite palm prints in Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a high mountain, the mountain did not know how high, but the momentum was amazing, with a heavy killing intention, wanting to find people and devour.
Zhou Yi drew the knife and moved, the tip of the knife went down, the handle of the knife was facing the sky, it seemed to be slow and fast, lifted to the chest, his eyes were blank, and a towering mountain was revealed in the hollow, and the peaks were implicated in the vertical and horizontal, dense and dense!
Illusory mountains, mountains seek roots, travel clouds and flowing water, and move forward.
"Open!" Suddenly, Zhou Yi shouted, like a thunderbolt, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the knife in his hand slashed out.
Rumble!
Only a roar was heard in his ears, and countless palm prints in front of Zhou Yi were extinguished, really like a knife splitting Huashan, and the mountain collapsed.
The air is displaced, squeezed together, forming a roar, forming a visible wave of air, like ripples on the surface of a lake, dispersing and disappearing in circles.