When Haoran Mansion was reduced to a battlefield, in a remote courtyard, an old and skinny old man put his hands on his back and looked up at Dongfang Bai and Dong Yinshu who were fighting with Taoist powers in the sky.

In front of him was an indifferent young man in purple clothes. He was holding a tortoise shell, his eyes were deep, and there was a faint gossip circulating around him, which seemed to connect the entire mountain gate's inspiration, condensing a kind of majesty as majestic as a mountain.

Mutually.

If any students from the Haoran Mansion see this young man, they will definitely be extremely surprised, because this is the most amazing figure in their sect second only to Wang Shentong. He survived the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation decades ago, and the way of the Book of Changes

, he has reached the pinnacle, and in this world is only inferior to the Tao Master of the Imperial Palace.

His name is Zhou Yi!

But now, facing the old man looking up at the sky in front of him, Zhou Yi did not dare to make any rash move. Over the years of careful study, his mind has long been incomparably close to the river of destiny, and he is even more concerned about his own good and bad fortune.

It's as clear as looking at the palm prints.

Because of this, even if he now has 50% of the earth-line spiritual intelligence in the Haoran Mansion's formation, he does not dare to take action.

A drop of sweat dripped from Zhou Yi's forehead at some point.

"This man is a figure of the same era as Mr. Dong, and he is the number one swordsman after Li Qingting. If I had induced him to attack with all his strength, he would surely perish here today."

People who practice Yi Shu have a heart of gain and loss at all times. Zhou Yi weighed the difference in cultivation between himself and his opponent. Although he was not afraid of death, he was not willing to lose his life meaninglessly.

"It seems like he has no intention of interfering. Although I don't know what's going on, this stalemate is undoubtedly beneficial to our Haoran Mansion."

"If he doesn't take action, I won't take action either. I'm just going to hold him back, the murderous master of the demon sect who is second only to the supreme master."

Just when Zhou Yi was thinking this, an old sigh came into his ears.

A pair of plain, seemingly gentle eyes fell on him. I don’t know when the killing sword master had withdrawn his gaze towards the sky. Although the blue and white swords at his waist were not unsheathed, they still filled Zhou Yi with eight hearts.

.

Once these two swords are unsheathed, it will be a matter of life and death for him.

"Do you know why I turn a blind eye to this victory between good and evil?"

The killing sword master's words fell into Zhou Yi's ears, and the latter's expression remained unchanged. He spoke his plan lightly.

"The emperor of the Demon Sect has just become the Supreme Dao. Although he is practicing the ancient "Emperor Sutra", but against Master Dong, the chance of winning is less than 30%. You are waiting for the critical moment to use your sword to prevent your Demon Sect from future

All hope was lost.”

After listening to Zhou Yi's words, Shasheng's old face showed a hint of surprise, and for the first time he looked at the indifferent young man in purple in front of him with a serious and equal look.

"You are Zhou Yi, right? I heard Ji Xiaozi mentioned your name. Among his generation, you are the only one qualified to make him look up to you. Originally, I was still surprised that with his arrogant character, he could be praised by him.

What kind of tricks does the person you like have to do?"

As soon as the Killing Sword Lord said these words, Zhou Yi, who was originally indifferent, could not keep his expression calm, and a look of surprise was clearly caught by the old man.

"Tao Zun? With his current status, he actually still remembers me."

After all, he is still a young man!

Seeing Zhou Yi originally round and flawless, the air machine without flaws began to fluctuate, and shook his head gently in the killing of the Sword. He mentioned Ji Guanyi's name. In addition to listening to the latter's comments, he also wanted to have the genius of his peers.

See if the mood of the youth can always be "perfect".

"The old man felt that he looked at you too high. You and Fang Qinghua, the incompetence monk is like them.

As soon as the words of the killing sword came out, although Zhou Yi's complexion did not change, the emotional fluctuations in the eyes, as well as the aircraft that appeared in the outside, still represents his inner emotions.

"You are trying to imitate him, although you will definitely not admit this."

In the face of this sentence, Zhou Yi sneered, no refutation, and no words.

At this time, he also reacted. The old man in front of him is indeed a magic door. The killing of the double sword has not yet produced the sheath.

Click! Ka! Click!

I do n’t know when a four -square -meter wheel disk has emerged on the head of the two, covering the courtyard. The hazy fog floats, and the killing sword is shrouded in the thin and old body.

"Although some of them are not talented, they also have some accomplishments above the easy numbers.

Killing Sword Zun feels that his sword's soul feels a layer of fog, no matter where you go. It seems that it is endless fog. The original gentle and flat eyes suddenly glowed with a glittering sperm that could not be directly seen.

"Although this line is good, it cannot prevent the penetration of the Daoqi aircraft. As long as the old man follows the place where the emperor and Dong Yinshu played against each other, it will always be cracked."

"Even so, it is enough to drag the footsteps of the predecessors. When the other factions come, the seven -day magic goalkeeper will become the dust of history."

"Even if you sacrifice your life, is it at any time?"

Zhou Yi did not answer the question from the big array. He always looked at the college that grew up calmly from a young age. Many familiar courtyards had turned into wreckage.

Not far from the Zishan, a bright and pure but righteous sword light rises into the sky, and the magic Changhong collision with the dark, turquoise, blood red, strange blue, etc., burst into a touch of brilliant Mars, dazzling eye -catching, dazzling

Streaming.

It seems that the meteor in the universe is raining, but it contains the terrible torrent of the stars destroyed. If it is not on the Zishan, there is a large array internal and external, and Dong Yinshu's "heaven and human world" suppress the magic door.

The scattered Mori Hanzhu has shocked all the students nearby nearby.

"Brother Zhou Yi, if the Social Anti -Scholarship really destroyed seven days of magic door, please do everything you want to leave so that there is hope that Dongshan will come back in the future."

Recalling what Lin Xuan said to him before this battle, Zhou Yi trembled suddenly because of his easy practice, and the numb heart of his numbness and numbness.

whole body.

This is ... forgot to die!

At this time, Zhou Yi felt that his "Hao Ran righteousness" who had not entered the country for a long time broke through the strongest layer of peace.

Then, then

He is indeed learning from Ji Boyi, learning from his ruthlessness hidden under his gentle smile, and trying to create a heart as clear and cold as ice and snow.

This is the state of mind most suitable for practicing the Yi Dao, but it is not his state of Zhou Yi. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!