The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-two chapters

Even if you win, there is a high probability of a miserable victory, which is not very meaningful.

Zhao Dog sneered and said: “The weak should understand their status. There are many things that you can’t get ahead if you want to.”

The people of Jianzong were very angry, even Gongsun Yan was angry.

They have deep feelings for Lin Yun, but right now someone is saying bad things about Lin Yun, but they can only choose to bear it, and their faces are extremely uncomfortable.

“These bastards, if Brother Yun is still there, how can they be arrogant.” Gongsun Yan was furious.

Lin Yun glanced at Zhao Dog and White Wolf, his fingers moved slightly, deliberately trying to teach each other a lesson.

“There is no one in the Eastern Wilderness? How long has it been, still taking a tiger’s skin with the funeral, is the funeral your father?”

Zhao Dog ignored these, he continued to humiliate everyone.

These words were both very hurtful and insulting. The angry Donghuang people were all furious. Several people wanted to rush out to fight, but they were all stopped by the people around them.

“A wild dog dared to be arrogant, do you really think I have no one in the Eastern Wilderness?”

At this moment, a domineering voice resounded in the dojo.

The sound is not loud, but it is full of power, like thunder in the ears of people’s ears.

Zhong Yi stood up, his body was as tall as a sword, and he was handsome and handsome, and walked out of the crowd with a trace of cold arrogance.

He is one of the three great sword sages in the Eastern Desolation, the direct disciple of the sword sage Fuyou, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of Nine Yuan Nirvana.

Standing with his hands, he has the temperament of a king over the world, stalwart and upright.

Seeing Zhong Yi stand up, everyone in the Eastern Wilderness immediately showed joy and excitement.

With Zhong Yi here, this group of people definitely can’t be arrogant.

He is a direct disciple of Sword Master Fuyou, the face of their gang, and the banner figure of the younger generation of Eastern Desolation Swordsmanship.

“As expected of the Juggernaut, Zhong Yi is really charming.”

“Zhong Yi also kept a low profile. He has the innate Eucharist, and his roots are stronger than that of the funeral boy. The strength of the two should not be of the same level long ago.”

“Zhong Yi can definitely represent the Eastern Wilderness!”

…

Zhao Dog glanced around and smiled: “Finally someone has come out, the sword saint Fuyou is famous, and his personal disciple has two brushes.”

In fact, they came today because of Zhong Yi, and for the sake of the sword saint Fuyou, they probed this person for their own son.

“Let me do it.”

White Wolf stepped forward and said to Zhao Dog.

When Zhao Dog saw the white wolf, his face remained silent, but he was quietly relieved.

In fact, he is still very afraid of Zhong Yi, this person is more than one grade better than An Ziyun, and his attributes may not be able to restrain the opponent.

“Brother Dog, take a rest, I can deal with this kind of stuff, the fourth brother.” Bai Lang smiled.

“Hahaha, okay, then let the fourth brother you!” Zhao Dog laughed and stepped back.

Seeing this, everyone in the Eastern Desolation showed their dissatisfaction.

Zhong Yi’s opponent should be Zao Wou-ki, and once again the boss Zhao Hu, the fourth of the sword servants actually appeared on the stage.

What the hell is this guy?

Zhong Yi frowned slightly and snorted coldly: “Zao Wou-ki, you are not afraid that I will take too heavy a shot, and will kill your servant with a sword?”

Zao Wou-ki drank the wine with a smile, but still ignored it.

Bai Lang laughed and said: “If you really have this ability and kill me with a sword, I will be convinced naturally. I am afraid that you are also a vain person, and the Sword Saint disciple is great? Yaoguang and Fuyou are nothing great!”

“Dare to insult my master?” Zhong Yi’s eyes immediately froze.

“Hahaha, what if you are insulted! I am beating the Juggernaut disciple today, and I have to kneel when I bury flowers!”

Bai Lang laughed loudly, raised his hand and killed him.

boom!

He directly pressed his palm in the air, and a huge palm appeared on the top of Zhong Yi’s head, with the sacred pattern lingering in the center of the palm.

Shining light comparable to the sun, sacred and mighty, containing the aura of destruction of all things.

Bang bang bang!

Before the palm of the hand fell, the void exploded one after another, as if the palm was really holding a sun.

“Big Day Futian Hand!”

“Is that the Sun Saint Mark? This guy is really just a sword servant!”

As soon as he shot, everyone in Donghuang’s complexion changed.

Da Ri Futian hand is a very terrifying ghost level, and the palm saint pattern has obviously been cultivated to an extremely terrifying situation, the saint pattern lingers, the dazzling light makes people afraid to look directly.

At this moment, the confidence of everyone in Donghuang was immediately reduced.

“Zhong Yi, kneel down and beg for mercy!”

The white wolf suddenly burst into a drink, and the sun sacred pattern on the palm bloomed again, as if the sun had really been born.

Beneath the giant palm, the sun goes down in the sky.

So strong!

Zhong Yi’s face changed slightly, and he felt a lot of pressure from his cultivation base, and he couldn’t see the details of the other party.

His face became completely solemn, knowing that he should not be underestimated.

“Tianyou Holy Light!”

Zhong Yi shouted angrily, stimulating his own innate Communion, and at the same time releasing half a galaxy sword intent.

His body suddenly burst out with the incomparable power of the innate body, releasing a brilliant light, so that the giant hand above his head could not fall down.

boom!

At the same time, holding his right hand on the hilt, he pulled out the sword little by little.

Let his half-step Galaxy Sword Intent continue to bloom, and cracks immediately appeared in the giant hand that supported the sky.

“Innate Eucharist.”

Seeing that Da Ri Futian’s hand was about to be broken, the white wolf didn’t panic at all and took it easy.

Wow!

Just when Zhong Yi’s sword power was about to reach its limit, his heart beat wildly, his blood boiled, like a giant furnace echoing in the dojo.

“Innate Sword Heart!”

Everyone was shocked, looking at the white wolf, they couldn’t help being terrified.

“Let me kneel down!”

The white wolf monster laughed, and the power of the giant sky-supporting hand that was about to split once again skyrocketed.

thump!

The sword pulled out half an inch of Zhong Yi, and knelt on one knee with a muffled groan, showing an extremely strenuous expression on his face.

Rumble!

Finally all the giant hands supporting the sky fell, and the powerful aftermath swept out, echoing in every corner of the dojo.

Everyone made their own moves, or drew out the holy sword, or sacrificed martial arts to resist these aftermaths.

Even so, many people vomited blood and flew, fainted on the spot.

Puff!

Zhong Yi stood up in the flames, he spit out blood, looked at the white wolf in surprise, and said: “Who are you, you are so talented, it is absolutely impossible to be unknown!”

Bai Lang said faintly: “Perhaps I used to have some fame, but now I…I’m just a sword servant under the master’s sect, Bai Lang!”

He strode forward, directly drew his sword out of its sheath, and killed Zhong Yi.

Qiang Qiang!

After ten moves, the powerful sword power that broke out of the white wolf directly flew Zhong Yizhen out.

He hit the stone pillar with unwillingness in his eyes.

“Damn…”

Zhong Yi’s heart was suffocated, and his dignified sword sage passed on, and he could not even beat the opponent’s servant.

I do not believe!

He worked hard to cheer up, regain control of Tianyou Eucharist, and recover his injuries little by little.

Want to regroup and suppress the opponent with the power of the Eucharist.

“Good job!”

The White Wolf had no fear, and laughed out loud.

I saw a sword chant suddenly heard from the body, and a beautiful jade light burst out from the body. The light was like a sword, and the stabbing person could not open his eyes.

A wave of sword might surged out, and instead of suppressing the opponent, Zhong Yi was suppressed by the sacred body of the white wolf.

The White Wolf was in the jade light, his body was like a peerless sword, arrogant and violent.

Buzzing!

The sword sound in his body became louder and louder, and the sword light on his body continued to rush away, and finally a beam of light condensed into the sky.

call!

The light of Zhong Yi’s Eucharist was directly extinguished like a candlelight.

“How can this be?”

Everyone was shocked and couldn’t sit still anymore, one by one stood up in horror.

Bai Lang laughed a lot, his hands knotted in the light, and the black cloth hanging on his back spread out like wings.

Wow!

The black wings, taking care of the jade light on his body, made his sword power reach an incredible realm.

Obviously he didn’t step into the realm of the galaxy, but he felt no less inferior to the galaxy sword intent, and he was overwhelming.

“That is the innate sword body!”

Some people recognized the sacred body of the white wolf, and they all took a breath.

The innate sword body with the Black Feather Sword Tome was simply invincible. Zhong Yi didn’t hold on for long and knelt down.

“Hahaha! What about the Juggernaut’s personal biography, you don’t have to kneel in front of me!” The White Wolf laughed wildly, and he had an indescribable pleasure, which made him extremely arrogant.

It turned out to be him, no wonder he was so hostile to Jianzong.

Lin Yun muttered in his heart, finally remembering who this person is, this world is really small.