In the past two years, Li Yichen has had a very bad life, when he is defeated, others have long forgotten it, but Li Yichen has always kept it in his heart, and often finds himself defeated by Zhang Yi in his dreams, and when he wakes up from his dream, he is also shocked and sweating profusely.

In the past two years, he has been deeply simplified, cultivated hard, and secretly swore that he would definitely find his dignity, and in the past two years, his cultivation has also grown extremely fast, and now he is a powerhouse of the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirit.

"Zhang Yi, it's been two years, you have been shrinking into the house all day, don't let me meet you. Clenched his fists, and when he passed by Zhang Yi's room, he looked inside.

"Squeak!" A soft sound, Zhang Yi's figure appeared in front of Li Yichen, making Li Yichen stunned for a moment, and then gritted his teeth, eager to rush forward and ravage Zhang Yi.

"What a coincidence, Senior Brother Yichen, I'm looking for you. Zhang Yi also saw Li Yichen and said hello with a smile.

Li Yichen was stunned again, he didn't understand what Zhang Yi was looking for him, but why didn't he want to find Zhang Yi.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yi, I haven't seen you for two years, and your cultivation has improved greatly, why don't you go to the arena to learn from each other?"

"Let's go, I also want Senior Brother Yichen to give me two tricks. Zhang Yi replied quite quickly, and he was sure, so sure that Li Yichen didn't react and stayed where he was.

And Zhang Yi had already taken steps and walked towards the arena, leaving Li Yichen standing in place, unable to react for a long time.

"Zhang Yi, since you don't know what to do, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Li Yichen's face showed a sly smile, looked at Zhang Yi's back, and also walked towards the arena.

At this time, it was already evening, and many people came here to fight after a day of cultivation, and when they saw Zhang Yi coming in, they all had strange faces and retreated.

Two years ago, the scene of Zhang Yi's defeat of Li Yichen echoed in their minds again, making them dare not despise it.

"Zhang Yi, do you dare to fight with me!" After speaking, it was Zhou Chen, who was tortured by Zhang Yi two years ago, who died and lived, and now he is on the first level of Gathering Spirits, so he naturally has the qualifications to speak nonsense.

But Zhang Yi didn't look at him at all, but walked straight to the competition platform, then turned around and said disdainfully: "With you, it's still far away." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored Zhou Chen directly.

"You ・・・・・・" Zhou Chen was about to have a seizure, but when he heard a commotion, he turned his head to look, only to see Li Yichen walking in with a gloomy face, looking at Zhang Yi on the stage, with a sneer, and stepped up.

"You, are you ready?" Zhang Yi slowly opened his eyes and asked coldly.

Li Yichen's heart trembled, then he forcibly calmed down, looked at Zhang Yi, and said gloomily: "Two years ago, I was too light on the enemy, and I regretted losing at your hands. With a hostile face, it seemed that he had completely regarded Zhang Yi as his opponent.

"Then come on!" Zhang Yi smiled lightly, the blood in his hand flashed, the God Destroying Sword was held in his hand, and he waved it lightly, drawing a blood-colored arc, gently raising it, and looking at Li Yichen defiantly.

At the same moment that the God Destroying Sword appeared, Bai Fan, who was in his room, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the arena with a shocked expression.

"This aura is so terrifying, who is it?" Before the words fell, Bai Fan's figure had disappeared.

On the competition platform, Li Yichen hesitated, looking at the blood-colored long sword in Zhang Yi's hand, his heart trembled, and he didn't dare to step forward.

"Senior Brother Yichen, are you afraid?" The light tone, but full of provocation, made Li Yichen's face the color of pig's liver.

"Go die!" Finally, Li Yichen couldn't bear it anymore, and the many sect disciples below looked at it, he couldn't be ashamed, so he shouted loudly and rushed out directly.

Looking at Li Yichen who rushed forward, the corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, and there was no way to find the flaws exposed by Li Yichen, as soon as he picked up the Exterminating Sword, an arc crossed, and the blood-colored sword spread out, intertwined into a net, shrouded down, and locked Li Yichen into it.

Zhang Yi's face was calm, his eyes were clear, it seemed that a sword would cut through all thoughts, a sword, a sword, and a distracting thoughts in his heart, and a sword would have no worries.

The fifth sword of the Nine Swords of Destroying the Heavens, without thoughts and desires, Zhang Yi now seems to be a person without any miscellaneous desires, and Li Yichen, who was shrouded by the sword, also screamed, and then returned to calm, letting the sword slash by, and there was no movement.

"Idiot!" With a low shout, Bai Fan's figure appeared in the air, with a press of both hands, the blood-colored sword light dissipated, and Li Yichen appeared, his eyes blank and muttering.

"Could it be the Nine Swords of Heaven Destruction?" Bai Fan was puzzled, glanced at the sword in Zhang Yi's hand, couldn't help but change his face greatly, stretched out his hand, and pulled Li Yichen, who had lost his consciousness, to his side, roared angrily, and gently slapped his palm on the top of Li Yichen's head.

"Wow!" Li Yichen spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes regained their brightness, his body shrank slightly, and he looked at Zhang Yi with a look of fear.

Li Yichen's actions made the entire arena silent, and everyone had time to react, what should have been an extremely exciting battle was won by Zhang Yi with a sword, which made it difficult for everyone to accept.

Li Yichen was in the air, even more frightened, looking at Zhang Yi's eyes, full of fear.

Bai Fan supported Li Yichen beside him, watched with a gloomy face as Zhang Yi put the God Destroying Sword into his body, and then looked at the disciples in the door who were still stunned below, and let out a low shout, waking everyone up, and said, "It's all gone!"

The sect master ordered, naturally no one dared to stay, and with a shock at the moment, they scattered one after another. Zhang Yi also raised his steps and was about to leave, but he heard Bai Fan's call in the air, and looked up with doubts.

"Zhang Yi, you come with me!" Bai Fan waved his hand after speaking, and took Zhang Yi with him, along with Li Yichen, and flew towards the place where he lived.

Where Bai Fan was lying, Zhang Yi and Li Yichen knelt down and stood in front of Bai Fan, not daring to speak.

But Bai Fan had a gloomy face and said, "After that, the two of you can't fight again, understand?"

"Understood!"

"Okay, Yichen, you don't have to take it to heart today, if you lose, you will lose because you are too eager to win, you step back first, I have something to say to Zhang Yi." Bai Fan set his eyes on Li Yichen, with a hint of kindness in his eyes, and waved his hand lightly after speaking, signaling Li Yichen to leave.

"The disciple obeys the teachings, and the disciple retires. After Li Yichen finished speaking, he walked out of the door, leaving Zhang Yi and Bai Fan.

The atmosphere in the room was a little serious, Bai Fan looked at Zhang Yi, his face was gloomy and almost dripping, and the pressure that came and went shrouded Zhang Yi's body, making Zhang Yi bite his lower lip tightly and struggle to support it.

"The God Destroying Sword in your hand, where did it come from?" After a long time, Bai Fan finally spoke, going straight to the point.

Zhang Yi bowed his head slightly, and replied respectfully: "The apprentice is indeed the God Destroying Sword in his hand, which was obtained by the disciple in the Demon Burial Abyss. After speaking, he raised his head and looked directly at Bai Fan, and his heart was already alive.

Zhang Yi was afraid that Bai Fan would be unfavorable to himself in order to obtain the God Destroying Sword, and he would definitely make a move at that time, if he was not careful, he didn't know how he would die at that time.

Obviously, Zhang Yi thought about it a lot, Bai Fan just nodded slightly, groaned slightly, and continued to ask, "Have you obtained the Nine Swords of Heaven Destruction?"

This time, Zhang Yi already had an extra heart, pretended to look at Bai Fan in doubt, and asked in surprise: "Isn't it the Eight Swords of Heaven Destruction, how can there be an extra sword?"

"Eight swords?" Bai Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his gloomy face eased a little.

Zhang Yi saw all these changes in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and still pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Yes, I only got the eight swords, is it possible that there is still a ninth sword?"

"Hehe, how can Master know the ninth sword, the nine swords of destroying the sky, the ninth sword has been lost, but you have learned the eight swords, which is enough for you to laugh at the world. Bai Fan smiled, the whole person was completely relaxed, looked at Zhang Yi, and said again: "Zhang Yi, you are eighteen, and you have reached the age when you should go out to practice, tonight, you can clean up, and you will go to practice tomorrow." ”

"Experience?" Zhang Yi was stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Bai Fan's gourd.

"That's right, going out alone to travel and increase your experience will be of great benefit to you, so you can go tomorrow!" After speaking, he closed his eyes, waved his hand gently, and let Zhang Yi leave.

Zhang Yi bowed slightly and also exited the room. At the moment when Zhang Yi closed the door, Bai Fan opened his eyes violently and looked at the door, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"The son of the chaotic sky, the sword of destroying the gods, this son will be a disaster in the future, should he be killed or not?" hesitated for a moment, and continued to muttered to himself: "Now the blood bead of the soul is still not missing, and he will only have eight swords in the nine swords of the heaven-destroying sky. ”

After speaking, Bai Fan pondered for a moment and closed his eyes again.

Zhang Yi, who was walking on the way back to the room, had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't figure out why Bai Fan would let him go out, and the more he thought about it, the more he had no clue.

Suddenly, a fierce spirit, with a shocked look on his face, turned his head to look at Bai Fan's door, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Bai Fan, you want to take my surname outside the sect, can you find the blood beads that snatch the soul?" After speaking, his eyes also flashed with killing intent, and he strode towards his room.

Bai Fan and Zhang Yi each have ghost fetuses, one is to snatch the blood beads, and the two are one to survive. Each uses its own means and shows its own magical powers, at present, Zhang Yi has the upper hand, because Bai Fan did not know that the baby he saved could hear what he said.

Back in the room, Zhang Yi cleaned up a little, and began to cultivate, now what he needs is strength, strong strength, enough to fight against Bai Fan.

The night was spent in Zhang Yi's cultivation, and the next morning, Zhang Yi straddled the luggage on his shoulders and walked out of the door, he had storage utensils, but Bai Fan did not give it to him, and Zhang Yi did not ask.

With his luggage, he walked quietly alone, and in a moment, he left the Demon God Sect, looking back at the place where he had lived for twelve years, Zhang Yi also felt a little emotion in his heart.

"Bai Fan, if I go back, it must be the time when you dare not underestimate it!" A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and walked into the distance.

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