Wang Manxiu was slightly surprised.

He raised his eyes and once again carefully looked at the yin-yang-robed boy ten steps in front of him.

Speaking of which, when Bai Yi officially knew about the 'One Emperor, Three Saints and Seven Heroes' in this strange gate, it was when he listened to the old gentleman in the Yin family a few days ago. At that time, according to what the old gentleman said, and according to what Yin Zheng said, 'there is still a little bit of it below', he couldn't help but think that the seven males were all sturdy men in their thirties and forties like Yin Zheng - even if they were not such burly men, they should at least be adult men and women with some experience and the vicissitudes of time on their faces.

Then, the yin-yang-robed white-faced immortal in front of him called himself the 'Seven Heroes'.

Wang Manxiu tilted his head, and couldn't help but ask the yin-yang-robed boy, "Your Excellency, are you really the Seven Heroes?"

Zhou Yi was stunned.

It was the first time for him to hear someone ask him like this in this well-connected Mengyue City. But since the white clothes in front of him have already spoken, there is no reason to ignore them. Zhou Yi bowed his head slightly and said in a low voice: "It's not fake." ”

"Hmmm......"

Wang Manxiu pondered for a moment, as if he felt that he couldn't listen to one side's words, and then looked sideways at the other two yin and yang robes, and his eyes fell on the childish young man. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhou Yi, and said to the young man: "He is really the Seven Heroes?"

Zhou Huan blinked, angry and funny, and immediately nodded: "Can these seven heroes still be fake?"

Bai Yi smiled lightly and shrugged his shoulders.

He turned around and looked squarely at the yin-yang-robed boy in front of him.

Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Gongzi Zhou, before the two of us die or die, Xiaosheng still has something to ask, I wonder if I can delay Gongzi for a while?"

An autumn wind blew from north to south around the two of them, and looking at the sky, the rising sun was hidden behind the gray white clouds, as if it was about to rain.

Zhou Yi's posture and expression did not change, but he opened his lips and said coldly: "Please speak." ”

"Thank you. ”

Wang Manxiu raised his sword and clenched his fists, and bowed his head.

Then, he raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "May I ask Childe, is it the one who took away the spiritual eye and killed Xiaosheng's old friend?"

Zhou Yi remained silent, but responded coldly as always: "Yes, so what?"

Wang Manxiu smiled lightly.

On the Yin and Yang Disc with a radius of three feet, a terrifying murderous aura exploded violently.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the white clothes, and the figure suddenly burst out.

In an instant, he had swept in front of the yin and yang robe.

Zhou Yi's eyebrows opened slightly, and after silently saying in his heart, 'It's a hundred feet close', he immediately handed out the sword in his hand to his figure.

This sword pierces the white-clothed face.

Zhou Yi is clear. Although the [Whole Crown] that Wang Manxiu performed was as solid as a rock, the scope of this inner flow was limited to the extent of his clothes. And his bare head can't be protected by this whole crown - but of course, if Wang Manxiu is willing to wrap himself tightly from top to bottom, just like the clothes of the great gods, showing only two eyelids and a nose hole, it is really impeccable.

However, since Zhou Yi understands this, Wang Manxiu naturally won't be unaware.

And since he knew, the reason why he didn't wear a mask and hood was very simple - compared to his bulky body, his head, which could shake back and forth and left and right at any time, was already extremely flexible, let alone a strange man of his realm.

Bai Yi only tilted his head and side face, and easily avoided this sword. While dodging, Wang Manxiu did not forget to shake his right hand, and quickly slapped towards the heart of the yin-yang robe.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with wonder.

Just listen to a dull noise.

Wang Manxiu lowered his head slightly, and looked at the iron-colored disc that the chopsticks were holding against the yin and yang robes. The disc was not large, the size of his palm, and the disc was not thick, only half an inch thick. The disc was suspended in mid-air, and it appeared suddenly, and it was also a real palm from him.

Without waiting for Bai Yi to think for a moment, Zhou Yi pulled the sword that was originally piercing the air and slashed horizontally towards his ear.

Wang Manxiu smiled lightly, and a [100 feet near] instantly flashed behind the yin and yang robes, and he slapped it again.

I heard another dull noise.

Another iron-colored disc.

Bai Yi frowned slightly, swept back five steps away, and squinted.

Zhou Huan, who was outside the yin and yang, saw this scene, smiled hehe, and said proudly: "Hey, Pingshui Baiyi, have you seen how powerful my brother Yi is? Hmph, you're going to be unlucky now—ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, a stone suddenly hit the center of his eyebrows.

The young man covered his eyebrows a little aggrieved and looked up at the young woman beside him. The latter glared slightly, throwing him a look.

Zhou Huan nodded obediently, trotted a few steps, and stood on top of the position in the gossip on the ground.

Then, he raised his eyes and looked again at the black and white standing in the yin and yang.

Wang Manxiu squinted at the two iron-colored discs suspended on Zhou Yi's side, looked at them for a while, raised his lips and said, "Your Zhou family's Qimen is really interesting. ”

Zhou Yi, who had a strange light in his eyes, lowered his brows and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency knows this trick?"

Bai Yi smiled lightly, and said, "I once read one or two in the ancient books of Qimen." If Xiao Sheng is not mistaken, the name of this move is [Negative Yin], which is the middle and highest Qimen, and it is a technique that can refine and cast all things in the world. ”

He paused for a moment, glanced at the disc in front of Zhou Yi, and then at the iron filings left over from the previous shattering of the flying sword at his feet, thinking that this yin-yang-robed boy had probably remixed the iron filings with qi, and immediately recast them into the shape of the disc at this moment in a moment, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Childe is really hard." ”

Zhou Yi did not answer.

He raised his left arm and released his palm, and saw that the two iron discs had scattered into a cloud of iron filings in an instant.

His eyes flashed with wonder, and he clenched his fists sharply, and saw that the iron filings in the sky were cast into a long knife in an instant.

The sword is held in the right hand, and the long knife is pressed in the left hand.

Leng said the last sentence 'please advise'.

......

About half a cup of tea has passed.

The black and white, on the yin and yang fish with a radius of three feet, in just five minutes, you have been back and forth for hundreds of rounds.

The blue-clothed Taoist priests who had been knocked off the Yin Yang Fish had also woken up, and were half-kneeling and half-sitting on both sides of the disc, staring intently at the battle between the two on the field.

I saw that Zhou Yi was holding a sharp blade in each hand, his body was fast and fast, and the knife was also clean and neat. Even though every time the weapon in his hand touched the white robe, it would explode into a pile of iron filings—but in a matter of moments, he could reforge them back into a sharp weapon and slash them again.

And Wang Manxiu also released the cold jade dagger that he had picked up earlier, and cooperated with his right hand, which sometimes turned into a palm and sometimes a fist, constantly defusing Zhou Yi's rapid attack, and constantly forcing him to retreat a few steps - it's just that he still didn't hold the iron sword in his hand properly from beginning to end. Although there is a murderous aura, it is only a terrifying anomaly at the beginning, and the murderous aura around the body at this moment is obviously an ingredient that has stopped.

And there are two reasons why Bai Yi stopped.

First, because he noticed that the yin-yang-robed boy also seemed to have reservations. Although, at this moment, the speed of Zhou Yi's aura circulation is already several percent faster than that of the hundred-person enemy Yin Zheng, which is very oppressive. But if it's just a few percent, Wang Manxiu thinks that it shouldn't be able to take off the name of 'Seven Heroes'. Moreover, in this half of the tea, the person in front of him did not perform any other strange tricks except for a move [Negative Yin], and as a disciple of the Zhou family, he was obviously not a reckless man...... If this is not deliberately stopped, why is it?

As for the second, it is even simpler - Wang Manxiu does not need to exert all his strength at all. Although it seems that the two have been evenly matched for hundreds of rounds, in fact, in these hundreds of rounds of back and forth, Bai Yi has not been at a disadvantage for even one round. [Whole Clothes] turned back to the outside breath, [100 feet near] the fastest in the world, and after Fang just released the spirit jade dagger, it made Zhou Yi, who was originally attacking rapidly, gradually show fatigue, and had to fight more securely, and pay attention to this cold short knife that will give him a cold heart at some point.

If he continued to fight like this, Zhou Yi would undoubtedly fall to the ground one step ahead of him. So Wang Manxiu was not in a hurry at all. He didn't want to fight to the death too early, but wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the yin-yang-robed boy who invited him to the mansion.

In front of him, Zhou Yi also seemed to be aware of Wang Manxiu's intentions. However, he didn't seem to care at all, just took a light breath, and continued to walk forward quickly, meeting the white-clothed soldiers, you come and go.

Although the thoughts of the two of them were clear, although they didn't know if the two yin and yang robes standing in the position of Bagua Zhen and Kan were clear, the blue-clothed Taoist priests kneeling beside the disc were obviously not clear. From their attentive and undaring expressions, it can be seen that the hand-to-hand competition between the two hundred enemies on this yin-yang platform is as fierce as a life-and-death battle in their eyes—but it's no wonder that they. After all, the two of them, whose breath was flowing rapidly, would explode every time they clashed, and the noise would be better than that of gongs and drums, and occasionally accompanied by the dazzling flames that burst out between the iron swords, it was not a move to kill people.

Suddenly, the big trees in the courtyard rattled and the autumn leaves drifted. Looking up at the sky, the gray white clouds that had previously covered the rising sun had become a blank patch.

The time has come.

Zhou Yi suddenly waved his arm and threw the sharp blade in his hand at the white clothes.

The blade roared, and shattered again the moment it touched the white garment.

Wang Manxiu looked at the iron filings that had quietly fallen at his feet and had not been reforged again, and immediately raised his head to look at the yin-yang-robed boy who had retreated and stood in the position of gossip cadres.

Hearing Zhou Yi let out a low shout: "Zhou Yun!

The boy and the woman immediately responded, "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them raised their arms together, clasped their hands together with a 'snap' on their chests, and a bright light suddenly flashed in their eyes.

All of a sudden, thunder roared in the air.

Wang Manxiu frowned slightly, and immediately looked sideways at the three of them standing, and suddenly realized.

He looked up at the sky, at the black clouds that seemed to overthrow the city, at the rolling flashing thunder flowers.

Bai Yi smiled lightly and raised the iron sword in his hand towards the sky.

Zhou Yi, who had no mercy on his face, glared at his eyes and raised his head to the sky.

"Thunder Male Lightning Mother!

A roar rushed into the heavens.

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky.