All the Girls in the Cultivation World Want a Piece of Me

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"Xia Yi, come out - let's fight.

Many of these follow-up disciples had no hatred with Xia Yi, and of course there were also some disciples who hated Xia Yi. Xia Yi ignored it and looked at Zhao Lianbing, Zhao Lianbing clapped his hands, and then took the tea lightly. Take a light sip.

"If you don't want to go back to Broken Heaven City, don't walk around."

"What do you mean?"

"Never mind, attack first!"

Some disciples saw Xia Yi and Zhao Lianbing's leisurely appearance, and they were so angry that they all came to the door. Xia Yi still has time to drink. These disciples have already thrown away Zhao Lianbing's warning at this moment. Beyond the clouds, he took a big step forward.

The next second, with a loud noise, this disciple and several disciples around him disappeared at the same time, and as the hazy white light disappeared, the token was sent back to Duanfu City.

The people present swallowed their saliva, and some people who took a step but hadn't dropped their footsteps slowly retracted their feet.

"You buried it?"

Xia Yi raised his head and looked at Zhao Lianbing--eyes, this was a bit interesting, and a mine was buried.

"I'm an artifact refiner, and changing the trigger conditions of the thunderbolts couldn't be easier. I buried more than 200 of them here. Except for our foothold, all of them are nearby..)

"Oh? So it seems that you just clapped your hands to trigger the new explosion mechanism of Thunder Thunder?" Yuan

"That's why, especially near us, I'm buried a lot."

Zhao Lianbing nodded. She said these words to the nearby disciples. They have already approached the minefield, and they are not retreating or retreating. Although the life-saving mechanism of holding the token can be forcibly carried over, they are not at all. Not enough.

"It's a fun idea, but more than 200 pieces are expensive, right?"

"It's not expensive, I lent your cauldron to other disciples of the Xuanqi Sect to observe it, and I earned a lot of money.

"Huh? You're too kind to say that."

"What's the embarrassment, you lent it to me, and during the time you lent me, I have the right to deal with it freely, and it won't be damaged anyway, right?

"That's true."

Xia Yi nodded, and Zhao Lianbing paid a lot of money, a piece of Sumeru stone the size of a fist, no matter how Xia Yi thought about it, he felt that he earned it by himself.

Xia Yi just chatted with Zhao Lianbing like you-speak-me-words, and didn't take the hundreds of disciples around in the slightest. Zhao Lianbing has this confidence because of her thunder, Xia Yi has this confidence It was because few of these disciples could take his second punch, and most of them could be dealt with just one punch.

Even if he now has internal injuries because of his failure to break through.

The pupil technique that comes with the Taoist body can see through weaknesses, the true meaning of martial arts finds flaws, and the nine techniques of Qingyun bring Xia Yi a speed that they can't even touch, plus the great strength of the martial arts king, Xia Yi is indeed not afraid of them.

Although they are both in the Cave Heaven Realm, they are also divided into three, six and nine grades. The Cave Heaven Realm of some prefecture-level forces is the ninth grade, the continent-level forces are the sixth grade, and the geniuses among them are the third grade, but that is all according to the modern cultivation world. eyes. fsh

In the eyes of ancient monks, there is no such thing as three, six or nine, they are all in the stream!

Dongtianjing did not comprehend the complete artistic conception, and if he did not enter the stream, he could not use the true power of the heaven-level martial arts.

And even Xia Yi has not yet reached the ultimate combat power of the cave, yet to be discovered.

Most of them only have the fighting power of the springs among the ancient monks, and they are even inferior. Xia Yi is the kind of cave that is better among the ancient monks. How can they compare with Xia Yi?

Can't compare at all!

These hundreds of people just stalemate with Xia Yi and Zhao Lianbing, and gradually someone couldn't help drawing a sword energy and used a long-range attack.

.....

The sword qi was neutralized by Xia Yi's fist, and the disciple and the people around him were also sent back to Broken Heaven City by Thunder Thunder.

"Forgot to mention, using aura will also trigger, Xia Yi, let's go and play in another place.

Xia Yi stared at Zhao Lianbing in surprise and took a good look. He felt that Zhao Lianbing was a genius. A small thunderbolt can play so many tricks, but unfortunately his strength is not good and his mind is full. on the mixer.

This should be a tense battlefield now looks like a play, but Xia Yi is always worried. He has an ominous premonition. As an innate Taoist, his premonition still has some credibility.

Zhao Lianbing and Xia Yi just left, the two generals did not chase after them, they just watched from a distance.

Xia Yi looked up at the drowsy sky, and he didn't know if he was affected by the previous one. In short, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Duantianguan -- it's always been like this, it's always been this scene, the dull sky is accompanied by the yellow sand, the yellow sand is blown by the strong wind, and it falls like rain.

Xia Yi stretched out his hand, and there was a lot of yellow sand falling from his palm. Xia Yi clenched his fist slightly, then released it, and the yellow sand slid down from his palm.

Sand rained in the sky, and the road ahead became hazy.

"die!"

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from the yellow sand. Xia Yi quickly subconsciously clenched his fist and punched it out. The black shadow actually dissipated like the yellow sand. And Zhao Lianbing disappeared without knowing when.

Xia Yi closed his eyes and shook his head. When he opened his eyes again, the shadows disappeared. Zhao Lianbing was not far behind him, looking at him suspiciously.

"What were you fighting just now?"

"It's nothing, let's go, the rain... a bit heavy."

The hazy yellow sand covered the entire Broken Sky City, along with the nearby wasteland canyon, but the cultivator was not surprised by this. Xia Yi happened to be by the bridge at this time, and he couldn't see the other end of the bridge.

If he could see it, he would find an old man with empty eyes staring at him blankly, and their eyes met through the yellow sand.

In the old man's hands, there was a small tower that was broken and had no aura, and it looked exactly like Xia Yi's Haotian Tower.

The old man looked at the broken little tower and smiled, stroking it with his old hands tremblingly, as if he was treating an old friend.

"You say you don't understand me, but I understand me...

"As an ordinary person, the most unwilling to be flat..." . .

Di Xia?"

When the old man mentioned these two words, he smiled self-deprecatingly. A few tears fell from his old eyes. The small pagoda slowly disappeared with the wind and sand, and his figure also turned into yellow sand and disappeared completely.

"Cut it!"

- A whisper that no one hears.

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Heaven Breaking Rebellion

"Xia Yi, aren't you going to the middle?

"Xia Yi, why are you walking to the side?

"Hey!!"

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