Zhou Yi made a move, and he attacked non-stop, there were many people on the other side, and he had to fight quickly.

Without waiting for Zhu Chengsi to greet the others, Zhou Yi leaned over to Bu Chengren, he was the strongest among the martial artists here, and it was better to cut off one of his five fingers than to hurt his five fingers. Staggering Bu Chengren's blocked fists, Zhou Yiyi imprinted his palm on his chest, transporting the Northern Shengong.

Bu Chengren was on the ninth floor of the day after tomorrow, and after he was hit in his chest, he felt that the internal qi in his body was surging towards Zhou Yi's palm like a levee. He looked at Zhou Yi with a frightened face, and tried to control the loss of internal qi in his body without saying a word, which was doomed to be in vain. Although both of them are ninth-level acquired, their strength is very different.

Bu Chenggui saw that his brother was restrained, and rushed towards Zhou Yi in a panic. Zhou Yi unhurriedly pressed his palm against his attacking fist, and ran the exercises with all his strength to absorb internal qi. Bu Chenggui's strength was even more unbearable, and the internal qi rushed into Zhou Yi's body without any resistance.

Zhu Chengsi saw such a strange scene in front of him, and the two brothers Bu Chengren stood there motionless as if they had been immobilized, their faces frightened and painful.

After a while, without waiting for others to rush up, Zhou Yihu's punch hit Bu Chenggui's chest, like a defeat, Bu Chenggui's mouth spit blood and hit the wall and rolled to the ground, and the seven orifices were bleeding and he was not alive!

"Whew!" Zhou Yichang exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling that his state of mind was somewhat accessible, which was the grievance of being hunted down and killed that day.

Then he punched on the head of Bu Chengren, who couldn't move, although he hadn't finished inhaling his internal qi, but now the internal qi of an acquired ninth-layer martial artist really didn't have to care. The cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill is true qi, which is much higher than the internal qi, and the absorption of internal qi also needs to be compressed and transformed into true qi, and the inner qi of an acquired ninth-layer martial artist is really not much.

This time, Bu Chengren was even more unbearable, his head was like being hit by a sledgehammer, and there was little left of his internal qi to protect his body, so he was directly sent out and killed on the spot.

Zhu Chengsi's eyes narrowed slightly, he really couldn't imagine how Zhou Yi's strength could be so strong, and the Bu Chengren brothers were so vulnerable to a blow and both killed. At the same time, his heart was even hotter, this must be the effect of Da Huandan! Otherwise, in a short period of time, how could anyone be able to improve so quickly!

"Come on, copy the knife, as long as you don't kill him!" Zhu Chengsi drew his sword and pointed at Zhou Yi and shouted.

"Whew!" The remaining twenty followers drew their swords and came towards Zhou Yi to besiege them. Zhou Yi quickly took a few steps back, looked at a gap, grabbed a person's wrist, grabbed the saber and killed it with a backhand. With a blade in his hand, his heart is determined, and the gap in strength is revealed. I saw Zhou Yi piercing left and right in the crowd, and blood beads flew everywhere he passed, and everyone fell to the ground one after another. These people are Zhu Chenghe's doglegs, Zhou Yi's shot is extremely ruthless, he has studied medical Taoism, he knows a lot about the human body's meridians and viscera, every knife is directed at the vital point, and the middle one is killed on the spot.

Zhu Chengsi stood behind the circle of people, looking at Zhou Yi greedily. But seeing that his men were killed one after another, he was a little scared and wanted to escape. However, the allure of Da Huan Dan made him hesitate, and in the change of his face, he decided to take a gamble like a gambler.

"The battlefield is locked in the river, and the low star is two stone bows. The night was cold, and the arrows went to the enemy chieftain. Zhu Chengsi chanted aloud, the holy power in the room fluctuated, and a dark cyan light arrow condensed, with bursts of coldness, pointing at Zhou Yi from afar.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yi's back, but his hands were not slow, and he killed the remaining few big men with three strikes and five divisions. He picked up the war knives scattered on the ground with his right foot, caught them with his left hand, and held two knives to stare at the light arrows in the sky. The holy power contained in the light arrow is very powerful, Zhou Yi, who has never fought with the Holy Dao scribe, has no confidence in the battle of the holy power, and now he will never dare to take it lightly.

"Huh!" Under the command of Zhu Chengsi, the light arrow shot towards Zhou Yi at a fast speed. Zhou Yi condensed his true qi and attached it to the sword and lightly touched the light arrow, he only felt as if he was lattice on the oncoming iron pillar, he snorted and took a few steps back, forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood in his chest, and looked at the war knife in his hand with a shocked face, a deep gap appeared on the knife edge, and it was almost broken.

This is still the result of giving way to himself sideways and blocking the arrow body with a war knife. If this is allowed to be nailed head-on, it will not be killed on the spot. His Northern Darkness True Qi was simply vulnerable in front of the Holy Force, and the Holy Dao Scribe was really not to be underestimated.

Zhu Chengsi smiled coldly on his hideous face and said, "Hmph, just with your little acquired martial artist, you also want to shake the power of the Holy Dao, it's ridiculous!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the light arrow, and the cyan light arrow made a sharp turn in the air, striking at Zhou Yi again.

Zhou Yi rolled on a lazy donkey, which was worthy of the light arrows that came over, but fortunately, after the baptism of the pale golden aura of the Holy Dao, his perception was greatly improved, otherwise he would not be able to dodge at all.

Even so, he was a wolf under the attack of light arrows. As soon as he got up, the light arrow struck again, and he had to roll sideways and escape. The cyan light arrow struck the place where he was crouching just now, blasting the bluestone floor in the room into a large hole, and the terrifying power made Zhou Yi shudder.

"No, you can't blindly dodge like this, you must kill Zhu Chengsi quickly, otherwise I won't be able to dodge at all!" Zhou Yi thought to himself, his eyes raised and stared at Zhu Chengsi, ready to attack in close quarters.

Zhu Chengsi saw Zhou Yi's eyes, and he didn't know his intentions.

"A strong city is indestructible, and the mountains are high and the ravines are long. But seeing that the wall is there, he is also holding a shield. Another poem came out of his mouth, and a cyan light mask was used as a hood, protecting Zhu Chenghei in it.

"Death!" Zhou Yi used his hands and feet together, flashed lightning in front of him, picked up the battle knife and attached his true qi to it and slashed it fiercely. "Smack!", the war knife bounced back, and Zhou Yi's tiger mouth felt a tingling feeling, and it couldn't be moved!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhu Chengsi's mouth, and with a finger of his hand, while Zhou Yi couldn't react, the light arrow came instantly. Zhou Yi was shocked, he used his strength for the old, and he didn't have time to react at all.

"Could it be that I can't escape death today?!" Zhou Yi unconsciously had a trace of despair.

"It seems that the old man came in time!" At this moment, an old man in a gray robe appeared at the door, stretching out his big hand and pointing at the cyan light arrow as he spoke. This light arrow, which almost cost Zhou Yi's life, quickly dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Jiang Zhangyuan?!" Zhu Chengsi saw that the face of the person who came changed greatly, this gray-robed old man was Jiang Lifu, the head of the Rite Academy.

After Jiang Lifu left the Holy Dao Mountain, he first returned to the Rite Courtyard to explain, and then rushed to Nightingale City. A great master of the Holy Dao like him, but he has some holy power application methods that can span hundreds of miles in an instant. On the way, because he wanted to feel the aftermath of the roar of the Holy Dao and determine Zhou Yi's location, he was delayed for some time, and he arrived just when Zhu Chengsi was about to succeed.

For Zhou Yi, it can be described as dangerous and dangerous, and in addition to not dying, Zhou Yi is really a little afraid in his heart. "It seems that in the future, I need to hurry up and pass the Guò Holy Dao assessment and master the power of the Holy Dao. Or there are still a few days to go to this month's lucky roulette, and he must ask Ziyi to make himself a more advanced martial arts cheat, and he still lacks offensive and defensive means!" Zhou Yi thought in his heart, and quickly got up.

"Heh, the little guy in the military academy, what a murderous aura!" Jiang Lifu looked at Zhu Chengsi and smiled contemptuously, he didn't even sell the face of Lin Bo, the head of the military academy, how to talk about this junior. Then he turned his head to look at Zhou Yi, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, it's okay! Fortunately, the old man came in time, otherwise the great talent of etiquette would have died!"

"Boy Zhou Yi, thank you Jiang Zhangyuan for saving him!" Zhou Yi didn't care which old man was in charge of the courtyard, anyway, it was true that people saved him, and he respectfully thanked Jiang Lifu.

"Hehe, no need to thank you!" Jiang Lifu waved his hand and said with a smile, he put away his smile and said to Zhu Chenghe: "Junior, no matter who you are in this courtyard, for the sake of Lin Zhangyuan's face, I will spare you once!

No matter how unwilling Zhu Chengsi was in his heart, he didn't dare to show it in front of Jiang Lifu, bowed to Jiang Lifu, and then quickly exited the room and left.

Although Zhou Yi was unwilling to let him escape, he had no ability to leave him. Since this Jiang Zhangyuan let Zhu Chengsi leave, he has no reason to stop it. At the same time, Zhou Yi's desire to become stronger became stronger and stronger. Only one's own strength is the real dependence.

"Disciple Gui and the Three Character Sutra were made by you?" Jiang Lifu asked with a smile.

"It's exactly what the kid did, I don't know what happened to Jiang Zhangyuan?" Regarding this Jiang Zhangyuan who suddenly appeared, although judging from Zhu Chenghe's attitude, his status is extremely high, and he may be the head of a certain Holy Academy, but Zhou Yi knows very little about the situation of the Imperial Holy Academy, and he is still confused.

"Haha, Xiaoyou is indeed talented, and the disciple rules and the three-character scripture are indeed rare classics. The old man is Jiang Lifu, the head of the Imperial Rites Academy, because your three articles appeared in the Holy Dao Mountain Stele Forest, I came to find you!" Jiang Lifu said as he stroked the white beard under his chin.

"Holy Courtyard, Holy Dao Mountain Stele Forest, Palm Courtyard, but the kid is getting more and more confused!" Zhou Yi had never heard of any Holy Dao Mountain Stele Forest, but he was surprised by Jiang Lifu's identity. He didn't expect that his article would not only cause a roar in the Holy Dao, but also attract such an imperial boss.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it, after all, you are from the Rorik Kingdom, and you don't know about the internal affairs of the empire. The stele forest on the sacred road mountain is erected by the supreme holy way, and only the people who have moved the holy way can be engraved by the holy way on the mountain. Today, we felt the roar of the Holy Dao, so we went to the Holy Dao Mountain to check, and found that Xiaoyou's name had appeared on the stone tablet of the Holy Dao Mountain. After reading your article, the old man deeply felt that you had a relationship with the Rite Academy, so he personally invited you to join the Imperial Rite Academy, what do you think?" Jiang Lifu directly explained his intention, although Zhou Yi left his name on the stone tablet of the Holy Dao Mountain, the invitation of a Holy Courtyard Master is still very precious.

Zhou Yi frowned, thinking in his heart that if he promised Jiang Zhangyuan, wouldn't it be just pulling the banner of the tiger's skin! With the cover of this coat, his preaching and teaching would be of great benefit. Therefore, Zhou Yi thought for a while, but nodded.