Chapter Seventy-One: The Sunbow
Shoot the sun bow, nine shots in a row.
A young man with a strange skill, he can hold a bow like a full moon. Ji Yi was pretentious, and when he met the childish jade yin, for a while, he felt a little suffocating chest tightness.
However, Ji Yi, a descendant of the Houyi clan, is not so naΓ―ve, it should be said that he is not only a genius who can break through nine consecutive shots, but also a genius who can speak well and handle things smoothly. Because at his age, he was able to lead the Houyi Clan, survive in the Three Realms where all races were scattered, and his momentum was huge, and he did not just rely on a sun-shooting bow.
"Why don't you even know about me?" Ji Yi muttered over and over again in disbelief, and the surrounding masters of the Three Realms were staring at the famous sword, completely indifferent. It seems that letting Yuyin know who he is is more important than snatching the famous sword.
The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.
Ji Yi may really care if others know who he is, or he may be pretending to be crazy, the so-called "drunkard's intention is not in wine", but in the sword!
Yu Yin was-for-tat, hitting the nail on the head, "This girl doesn't care if you are a cat or a dog, how far you know, how far you go." Don't get in the way of this girl taking the sword!"
"Yo hehe, little sister, what kind of green onion are you! In front of the masters of the Three Realms, why are you?" Ji Yi changed his words, and the topic switched to the battle of famous swords.
Yu Yin snorted a little impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense, this girl wants that sword." Who can help me?"
When she said this, she was full of confidence, and it didn't seem like she was sloppy at all. And she was able to say "I want that sword" so confidently, that's what she can do. even added a sentence of "who can help me", which immediately made the masters of the Three Realms feel embarrassed.
This sun-shooting bow Ji Yi is not small, but when he meets this little-known little girl, it can only be said that he is very embarrassed. And everyone turned their eyes to Yuyin, and all the eyes were full of a question, "Where did she come from?"
The arrogance of his tone is far above that of the young man in white. But when I think about it, what kind of ability can a yellow-haired girl who doesn't know the sun-shooting bow have. I'm just afraid that a wilderness girl who doesn't know whether to live or die popped out of nowhere.
Ji Yi condensed a spiritual power, put the sun-shooting bow on his back, took a step forward, and said with a slight provocation: "Little sister, don't say that I bullied you, let's compare, whoever touches the sword first will be whoever." β
Yu Yin was seriously impatient, and said disdainfully: "What a wordy!" The shadow flashed, as fast as lightning, and she had already approached the famous sword first.
Ji Yi was startled, and in a hurry, his steps made a mistake, turning into a swift shadow and rushing forward. Huo Ran slapped it with one palm, and the strength was far beyond what he should have at his age.
Zhang Ziyu looked at all this and said indifferently: "Ji Yi, the descendant of Hou Yi, commemorating Hou Yi, I'm afraid that I will suffer!" Before he finished speaking, he saw Yu Yin snort coldly, the jade palm was endless, and a cold rolled up, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, flying out together, and two cold ice flew away like a wild python.
Everyone pinched a cold sweat for Ji Yi, and they all felt that Ji Yi would definitely die this time. Unexpectedly, Ji Yi is not an idle person, seeing the cold ice provoked by Yu Yin, he turned around sharply, floated up more than ten zhang, flew and landed on a big tree, and smiled, "Little sister, it's so vicious! But I can't hurt your brother and me!"
Yu Yin was angry, her pretty face turned red, and she scolded: "Shameless maniac, look at the move!" The figure did not change, and a strong cyclone rose up, sweeping up like a tornado, and slamming towards Ji Yi.
Everyone only felt that the air condensed instantly, as if a cold wind was coming in the middle of winter, and the cold north wind was howling, and a piercing cold wind was blowing in front of them. Almost her entire figure was submerged in the cyclone, and she was no longer visible.
A clear-eyed person had already exclaimed: "The Nine Shadows of the Earth Dragon Sect - Nine Shadows Technique." β
As soon as the words came out, they were suddenly silent. Everyone was dumbfounded, because no one could afford to provoke the Earth Dragon Sect, and they didn't dare to grudge against the Nine Shadows Venerable.
And although Ji Yi was able to perform the magic skill of shooting the sun bow nine times in a row, his cultivation was far below the level of Yuyin, the power of the six tripods. was attacked by Yu Yin's Nine Secret Techniques, and before he could come back to his senses, he had already fallen from the trunk of the tree.
Yu Yin snorted coldly, stepped forward with an arrow, and slapped his head with a palm, full of spiritual energy, cold and piercing, and slapped it on the top of Ji Yi's head.
If Ji Yi is slapped in this palm, he will definitely die.
Zhang Ziyu didn't know why, a good thought sprouted in his heart, the shadow changed, and he dodged and landed between Yuyin and Ji Yi, picked up a palm, shook Ji Yi away, and attacked him, but he actually took Yuyin's palm.
It is conceivable that with Zhang Ziyu's cultivation, it is not at the level of Yuyin at all. Yu Yin was stunned, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, even so, he still slapped the eight success power of this palm against Zhang Ziyu. The two were bounced away by two forces almost at the same time.
Zhang Ziyu was dizzy, "poof", his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his eyes were sharp, staring at Yuyin.
Yu Yin stumbled a few steps, hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Zhang Ziyu, and asked anxiously: "Sword Spirit, how are you?
"Hehe, I just don't want to add more killing!" Zhang Ziyu smiled bitterly, the breath in the dantian was disordered, and it was obvious that this palm was not lightly injured.
"Stinky girl, I'll kill you!" Almost at the same time, the dancing butterfly and the black tiger pounced. The dancing butterfly glared angrily, and sacrificed the Xiqin, just to fight with Yuyin.
Zhang Ziyu grabbed the dancing butterfly, shook his head, and stopped: "Dancing butterfly, don't!"
"But, she hurt you!" Dancing Butterfly bit her lip, her eyes full of murderous energy.
The black tiger was also worried about Zhang Ziyu, "Master, why don't I summon a divine beast!"
"No need!" Zhang Ziyu said categorically, beating his spirit, moving his pace, walking to the position of the famous sword, grabbing the hilt of the sword, holding the famous sword in his hand, and a cool breath poured straight into the meridians from the hilt of the sword and entered the dantian.
After Ji Yi was rescued by Zhang Ziyu, he was stunned and hesitated for a long time before he came back to his senses, and looked at Zhang Ziyu, still young, wearing a green shirt, a famous sword that complemented his eyebrows.
At that moment, Ji Yi was actually impressed by the young man in the green shirt in front of him, and secretly said in his heart: The sword is a hero, maybe the famous sword is him.
It wasn't Zhang Ziyu who saved Ji Yi's life, but made him change his mind. It was indeed because the moment Zhang Ziyu drew his sword, the sword merged with the person, which was purely ingenious, which made him embarrassed.
Zhang Ziyu pulled out the famous sword, walked in front of all the masters of the Three Realms, and crossed the sword on his chest, Ling Ran was not afraid, and shouted: "In the Three Realms, you all keep killing for this sword. Today, let's break it off, I'm a famous sword spirit, whoever wants to have a famous sword, kill me first!"
"You're crazy!" Wu Die walked over quickly, dragging Zhang Ziyu, "The heavy responsibility of the famous sword is far from a battle for fame and fortune, let alone your life." β
Yu Yin felt guilty for hurting Zhang Ziyu with a palm just now, and gritted her teeth and said: "Sword Spirit, I don't care who I am today, no one will want to take the famous sword from you!"