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Seeing that the flying sword was about to pass through Wu Yi's body, many disciples couldn't help shouting. The young disciples were full of satisfaction and hated that they were afraid of Wu Yi's eyes before. It turned out to be a show off.
Ge Yunyi was very happy when he saw that he was worried about the situation. He just didn't expect that a disciple coming out from the opposite side would be armed with a flying sword. It's so difficult to deal with.
Although the flying sword is basically useless to the disciples in the Qi refining realm, it is mostly used to fly with the sword, because they do not master the art of spirit defense, they can only go straight. Using it once will consume a lot of spirit, and they basically lose their resistance after being hidden by their opponents.
However, since the disciple dared to use the flying sword, after years of hard training, he was able to simply change the direction. Relying on the flying sword, he was able to defeat his opponent within three rounds. This is also the reason why he dared to come out first, that is, he planned to defeat his opponent in a short time to win face for himself.
Ge Yunyi thought well, but he was also worried that his previous selfishness was too obvious. He was complained by Li Gu and glanced at the seat quietly. Unexpectedly, Li Gu and the middle-aged Taoist had the opposite expression. Li Gu seemed to smile rather than smile and looked like watching a play, while the middle-aged Taoist was unprepared and taut.
Realizing that something was wrong, Ge Yunyi quickly moved back to look at the fighting situation. Before he could see it clearly, he heard people scream, and some even stood up.
It turned out that "Wu Yi" was cut by a flying sword. It was bloody and terrible, but soon everyone found something wrong, because the blood disappeared after it fell on the ground, and there was no smell of foul smell.
The flying sword cut "Wu Yi". The young disciple couldn't help laughing, but then realized that it was bad, so he restrained his smile and said helplessly to Li Gu: "I thought this Taoist friend would resist. I didn't expect to miss it for a while. I hope you can understand."
"No need." the young disciple heard the strong irony in his voice and wanted to explain again, but suddenly he felt that his voice seemed familiar. He looked up in surprise. Unexpectedly, Wu Yi suddenly approached his body, hurried back, and hurriedly called back the flying sword. However, Wu Yi clapped his hand, hit him in the abdomen and dissipated his strength.
The young disciple's body flew straight up and down from Wu Yi's flying boat like a kite out of line. The position was just right, no difference. This strength control can be described as meticulous.
When the young disciples invited to fight, they were on the flying boat on Wu Yi's side, but now they were beaten back and landed on the wine table. They were covered with greasy vegetable leaves in a clean Qingyun robe, which looked very funny. Ge Yiyi laughed first, and then those disciples couldn't help laughing. Although the disciples on Runan County didn't laugh, they looked disdainful one by one, You have to have this ability to steal the limelight. Now being beaten in the face has lost their face.
They just remembered how Wu Yi disappeared. They haven't found out yet. They are afraid of Wu Yi. If they are right, they may not be able to see the illusion of Wu Yi. The result may not be as good as this person.
In fact, Wu Yi used the color dust of one of the six dust before. Wu Yi fought with the heart devil every day. He also learned some methods of the heart devil. In addition to the most hazy Dharma dust, he has mastered the other five dust. Although he is not as proficient as the heart devil, he can fight with others.
In fact, Wu Yi used not only color dust, but also sound dust. At the beginning, his description of himself left an image in the hearts of the people that he had not been practicing for a long time and did not have rich experience in fighting. Later, when facing the flying sword, he seemed stupid and could be accepted by the people, and the people would believe that this was his real body, His real body had already approached the young disciple.
It is worth mentioning that Wu Yi didn't do it for the first time after approaching, and secretly used an air mist technique. Because the air mist spread out like aura, people only thought it was the young disciple who used the Taoist Dharma, and the aura naturally filled the whole week. They didn't expect it to be Wu Yi. After approaching, Wu Yi didn't do it, but continued to watch the young disciple's performance. That's why Li Gu's smiling, A reason that seems inexplicable.
In the final analysis, Wu Yi made people think that Wu Yi's original body was the one who was stunned by the perfect combination of color dust and sound dust, ignoring the surroundings. Otherwise, the small technique of aerosol can't hide so many people. A small deception made Wu Yi "win the battle mysteriously".
When the young disciple heard the ridicule of the crowd, he looked at Wu Yi with resentment and resentment. He secretly called the flying sword and intended to sneak attack Wu Yi.
Feeling the roaring wind behind him, Wu Yi gave the young disciple a cold look. Did he really think he had no back hand? It was too naive to sneak on him.
Just as Wu Yi was about to use his backhand, the middle-aged Taoist priest said to the young disciple, can Chunlei: "bastard, don't you think it's enough to lose face?" it immediately dispersed the spirit gathered by the disciple. At the same time, it also dispersed a strange spirit lurking in his elixir field. It was Wu Yi's backhand. Once triggered, the disciple's elixir field can be abolished immediately.
However, Wu Yi still hid a wisp of mind in the alien aura. After the aura was dispersed, Wu Yi's body tilted for a moment and almost couldn't stand stably.
The middle-aged Taoist is good at calculation. He not only stops the young disciples' plot and leaves a good reputation for justice, but also secretly puts Wu Yi together. No one can tell what is wrong.
Seeing this scene, Li Gu glanced at the middle-aged Taoist and said, "Taoist brother, we'd better cut into the affairs between younger generations."
The sound was bland in everyone's ears, except for the faint bell sound in Wu Yi's ears. It was purple golden bell. Li Gu was helping Wu Yi heal. Before his voice fell, Wu Yi's shaking body stood upright, and his momentum was even better.
The middle-aged Taoist knew that his trick had been seen by Li Gu. He was also embarrassed to expose Li Gu's help to Wu Yi's healing. He said, "this is not a lesson for unworthy disciples."
The young disciple's aura was shattered, and the flying sword lost control. It fell unsteadily near Wu Yi. Wu Yi waved and took the flying sword in his hand. After weighing it, it had to be hundreds of kilograms. It was cold and bright. I didn't know what it was made of.
"Taoist friend, I apologize to you for the ignorance of fan Mingqing's younger brother. As for the flying sword, it's handed down by the ancestor of my fan family. I hope Taoist friends can return it." seeing that Wu Yi kept looking at it after he got it, he seemed to have no idea of returning it. Another disciple of Qingshui City, Runan County stood up and told Wu Yidao that he was still young but steady, It's not like the frivolity of the young disciple before.
Wu Yi looked sideways at the talking disciple when he heard the speech. Instead of answering him, he looked around at the people. Most of them were expressionless, but a small number of them wanted to see a good play. Whether Wu Yi agreed or not, it was a good play.
"It's too generous of your family to give the ancestral things to such a dandy." Wu Yi said this in a mocking tone, which made the young disciple look at Wu Yi with shame and fire in his eyes.
"It's really the elder's mistake." what Wu Yi didn't expect was that fan Mingqing directly ignored his younger brother's face, even in front of so many people.
"Fan Mingqing, you bastard. My father gave me this flying sword. What's your qualification?" the young disciple was like a fried oil bucket and immediately pointed to fan Mingqing's face.
Fan Mingqing proudly glanced at the young disciple and said faintly, "fan Mingyi, where is the sword?"
The young disciple, who was called fan Mingyi by fan Mingqing, turned red. He looked at fan Mingming and Wu Yi angrily, stamped his feet and ran upstairs.
"Taoist friend, this sword is not inferior to the one in your hand. I don't know if you can exchange it." fan Mingqing took out a sword from nowhere and threw it to Wu Yi. He said calmly.
It has to be said that fan Mingyi is more accessible than fan Mingyi, who knows at a glance that he grew up in the favor of his family.
Wu Yi took the flying sword and looked at it. He didn't see any difference. After all, he didn't study it, but Wu Yi didn't doubt anything. People like fan Ming and Qing Dynasties generally don't deceive people on this trail. There are gullies in their hearts that can accommodate mountains and seas.
Wu Yi looked at the flying sword and fan Mingqing. Just when fan Mingqing thought Wu Yi was going to agree, Wu Yi gently shook his head.
Fan Mingqing's eyes coagulated and said, "Taoist friends, you need to be satisfied, not greedy."
Fan Mingqing can easily take out a flying sword. He is not small. It's nothing to take another one. The key to his disagreement lies in his face. Changing one for another is to make up for the sneak attack of his younger brother, showing the wind of benevolence and righteousness. If there are more, he is timid. He doesn't want to bear the name of cowardice.
Wu Yi said with a smile, "Taoist friends are worried. Junior brother, when he first entered the Taoist school, he first saw an expert like senior brother. He felt itchy for a moment and wanted to ask for advice."
Fan Mingqing looked a little pale and said, "I have several moves in the inner school. I can't win. I'm afraid I'll hurt my younger martial brother."
Wu Yi knew this for a long time. Among the people across the street, he felt that fan Mingqing did not seem to be a simple peak of four changes. Perhaps he had a lot of dealings with black beetles and was familiar with fire. He clearly felt that there was a faint smell of fire in fan Mingqing, but it was different from Tao rhyme. It was very strange. Now fan Mingqing speaks out himself. He knows that he may have practiced nine changes after nine changes in Qi refining, but he doesn't know how many changes he has practiced.
Looking at the eager eyes in Wu Yi's eyes, he knew that Wu Yi would not stop until he had done one. Fan Mingqing had to say, "since younger martial brother is determined, elder martial brother will make a move. Younger martial brother will take it."
At the beginning of his speech, Wu Yi was nervous. He had never fought against such a figure. He looked at fan Ming and Qing carefully.
"Roar", a roar echoed on the flying boat. Wu Yi looked at it intently. It was a fire lion, completely composed of fire and made of aura.
The fire lion roared and rushed towards Wu Yi. The fire lion has locked Wu Yi's breath. The six dust mastered by Wu Yi is fundamentally ineffective. Several Qi blade skills flew out and were patted out by the fire lion without damage.
Wu Yi frowns and continues to send out several Qi blade techniques. The fire lion wants to repeat the story again, but the Qi blade suddenly changes direction, flies over the side of the fire lion, cuts a deep hole, and the flame momentum is much weakened.
Fan Mingqing glanced at Wu Yi in surprise and said, "younger martial brother, it's an eye opener for elder martial brother." from fan Mingqing's perspective, it's not difficult to see that this is the art of soul defense and the art of mind attachment. It's very difficult. At least he hasn't controlled it yet. The reason why he can make the fire lion do such clever movements is because he locks Wu Yi's breath.
The middle-aged Taoist seemed much calmer. After all, when he solved the heterogeneous aura hidden in fan Mingyi's Dantian, he found that although there were few disciples in the realm of Qi refining, he had seen it once or twice.
Through a little killing, Wu Yi finally wiped out the fire lion when he was about to get close to himself. After all this, Wu Yi was already tired and out of breath. His breath was unstable. Although the art of soul defense was clever, it cost a lot.
He threw the flying swords on both sides back to fan Mingqing, and the victory or defeat was divided. If fan Mingqing released several more fire lions when he fought against a fire lion, he would resist there. He was a trustworthy man and a proud man. He was very similar to Wu Yi, and Wu Yi didn't care about the two flying swords.
Fan Mingqing took back one of the flying swords, threw the other back and said, "one yard to one yard, change is change."
Wu Yi took the flying sword and nodded back to his position without saying much.
After reading everything silently, Li Gu raised a glass of wine and said to the middle-aged man, "brother Tao, it's rare to see such harmony between the disciples. Come and have a drink."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled awkwardly, raised his glass and said, "yes, yes, drink together."
A banquet is not happy, at least on the surface.
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Seeing that the flying sword was about to pass through Wu Yi's body, many disciples couldn't help shouting. The young disciples were full of satisfaction and hated that they were afraid of Wu Yi's eyes before. It turned out to be a show off.
Ge Yunyi was very happy when he saw that he was worried about the situation. He just didn't expect that a disciple coming out from the opposite side would be armed with a flying sword. It's so difficult to deal with.
Although the flying sword is basically useless to the disciples in the Qi refining realm, it is mostly used to fly with the sword, because they do not master the art of spirit defense, they can only go straight. Using it once will consume a lot of spirit, and they basically lose their resistance after being hidden by their opponents.
However, since the disciple dared to use the flying sword, after years of hard training, he was able to simply change the direction. Relying on the flying sword, he was able to defeat his opponent within three rounds. This is also the reason why he dared to come out first, that is, he planned to defeat his opponent in a short time to win face for himself.
Ge Yunyi thought well, but he was also worried that his previous selfishness was too obvious. He was complained by Li Gu and glanced at the seat quietly. Unexpectedly, Li Gu and the middle-aged Taoist had the opposite expression. Li Gu seemed to smile rather than smile and looked like watching a play, while the middle-aged Taoist was unprepared and taut.
Realizing that something was wrong, Ge Yunyi quickly moved back to look at the fighting situation. Before he could see it clearly, he heard people scream, and some even stood up.
It turned out that "Wu Yi" was cut by a flying sword. It was bloody and terrible, but soon everyone found something wrong, because the blood disappeared after it fell on the ground, and there was no smell of foul smell.
The flying sword cut "Wu Yi". The young disciple couldn't help laughing, but then realized that it was bad, so he restrained his smile and said helplessly to Li Gu: "I thought this Taoist friend would resist. I didn't expect to miss it for a while. I hope you can understand."
"No need." the young disciple heard the strong irony in his voice and wanted to explain again, but suddenly he felt that his voice seemed familiar. He looked up in surprise. Unexpectedly, Wu Yi suddenly approached his body, hurried back, and hurriedly called back the flying sword. However, Wu Yi clapped his hand, hit him in the abdomen and dissipated his strength.
The young disciple's body flew straight up and down from Wu Yi's flying boat like a kite out of line. The position was just right, no difference. This strength control can be described as meticulous.
When the young disciples invited to fight, they were on the flying boat on Wu Yi's side, but now they were beaten back and landed on the wine table. They were covered with greasy vegetable leaves in a clean Qingyun robe, which looked very funny. Ge Yiyi laughed first, and then those disciples couldn't help laughing. Although the disciples on Runan County didn't laugh, they looked disdainful one by one, You have to have this ability to steal the limelight. Now being beaten in the face has lost their face.
They just remembered how Wu Yi disappeared. They haven't found out yet. They are afraid of Wu Yi. If they are right, they may not be able to see the illusion of Wu Yi. The result may not be as good as this person.
In fact, Wu Yi used the color dust of one of the six dust before. Wu Yi fought with the heart devil every day. He also learned some methods of the heart devil. In addition to the most hazy Dharma dust, he has mastered the other five dust. Although he is not as proficient as the heart devil, he can fight with others.
In fact, Wu Yi used not only color dust, but also sound dust. At the beginning, his description of himself left an image in the hearts of the people that he had not been practicing for a long time and did not have rich experience in fighting. Later, when facing the flying sword, he seemed stupid and could be accepted by the people, and the people would believe that this was his real body, His real body had already approached the young disciple.
It is worth mentioning that Wu Yi didn't do it for the first time after approaching, and secretly used an air mist technique. Because the air mist spread out like aura, people only thought it was the young disciple who used the Taoist Dharma, and the aura naturally filled the whole week. They didn't expect it to be Wu Yi. After approaching, Wu Yi didn't do it, but continued to watch the young disciple's performance. That's why Li Gu's smiling, A reason that seems inexplicable.
In the final analysis, Wu Yi made people think that Wu Yi's original body was the one who was stunned by the perfect combination of color dust and sound dust, ignoring the surroundings. Otherwise, the small technique of aerosol can't hide so many people. A small deception made Wu Yi "win the battle mysteriously".
When the young disciple heard the ridicule of the crowd, he looked at Wu Yi with resentment and resentment. He secretly called the flying sword and intended to sneak attack Wu Yi.
Feeling the roaring wind behind him, Wu Yi gave the young disciple a cold look. Did he really think he had no back hand? It was too naive to sneak on him.
Just as Wu Yi was about to use his backhand, the middle-aged Taoist priest said to the young disciple, can Chunlei: "bastard, don't you think it's enough to lose face?" it immediately dispersed the spirit gathered by the disciple. At the same time, it also dispersed a strange spirit lurking in his elixir field. It was Wu Yi's backhand. Once triggered, the disciple's elixir field can be abolished immediately.
However, Wu Yi still hid a wisp of mind in the alien aura. After the aura was dispersed, Wu Yi's body tilted for a moment and almost couldn't stand stably.
The middle-aged Taoist is good at calculation. He not only stops the young disciples' plot and leaves a good reputation for justice, but also secretly puts Wu Yi together. No one can tell what is wrong.
Seeing this scene, Li Gu glanced at the middle-aged Taoist and said, "Taoist brother, we'd better cut into the affairs between younger generations."
The sound was bland in everyone's ears, except for the faint bell sound in Wu Yi's ears. It was purple golden bell. Li Gu was helping Wu Yi heal. Before his voice fell, Wu Yi's shaking body stood upright, and his momentum was even better.
The middle-aged Taoist knew that his trick had been seen by Li Gu. He was also embarrassed to expose Li Gu's help to Wu Yi's healing. He said, "this is not a lesson for unworthy disciples."
The young disciple's aura was shattered, and the flying sword lost control. It fell unsteadily near Wu Yi. Wu Yi waved and took the flying sword in his hand. After weighing it, it had to be hundreds of kilograms. It was cold and bright. I didn't know what it was made of.
"Taoist friend, I apologize to you for the ignorance of fan Mingqing's younger brother. As for the flying sword, it's handed down by the ancestor of my fan family. I hope Taoist friends can return it." seeing that Wu Yi kept looking at it after he got it, he seemed to have no idea of returning it. Another disciple of Qingshui City, Runan County stood up and told Wu Yidao that he was still young but steady, It's not like the frivolity of the young disciple before.
Wu Yi looked sideways at the talking disciple when he heard the speech. Instead of answering him, he looked around at the people. Most of them were expressionless, but a small number of them wanted to see a good play. Whether Wu Yi agreed or not, it was a good play.
"It's too generous of your family to give the ancestral things to such a dandy." Wu Yi said this in a mocking tone, which made the young disciple look at Wu Yi with shame and fire in his eyes.
"It's really the elder's mistake." what Wu Yi didn't expect was that fan Mingqing directly ignored his younger brother's face, even in front of so many people.
"Fan Mingqing, you bastard. My father gave me this flying sword. What's your qualification?" the young disciple was like a fried oil bucket and immediately pointed to fan Mingqing's face.
Fan Mingqing proudly glanced at the young disciple and said faintly, "fan Mingyi, where is the sword?"
The young disciple, who was called fan Mingyi by fan Mingqing, turned red. He looked at fan Mingming and Wu Yi angrily, stamped his feet and ran upstairs.
"Taoist friend, this sword is not inferior to the one in your hand. I don't know if you can exchange it." fan Mingqing took out a sword from nowhere and threw it to Wu Yi. He said calmly.
It has to be said that fan Mingyi is more accessible than fan Mingyi, who knows at a glance that he grew up in the favor of his family.
Wu Yi took the flying sword and looked at it. He didn't see any difference. After all, he didn't study it, but Wu Yi didn't doubt anything. People like fan Ming and Qing Dynasties generally don't deceive people on this trail. There are gullies in their hearts that can accommodate mountains and seas.
Wu Yi looked at the flying sword and fan Mingqing. Just when fan Mingqing thought Wu Yi was going to agree, Wu Yi gently shook his head.
Fan Mingqing's eyes coagulated and said, "Taoist friends, you need to be satisfied, not greedy."
Fan Mingqing can easily take out a flying sword. He is not small. It's nothing to take another one. The key to his disagreement lies in his face. Changing one for another is to make up for the sneak attack of his younger brother, showing the wind of benevolence and righteousness. If there are more, he is timid. He doesn't want to bear the name of cowardice.
Wu Yi said with a smile, "Taoist friends are worried. Junior brother, when he first entered the Taoist school, he first saw an expert like senior brother. He felt itchy for a moment and wanted to ask for advice."
Fan Mingqing looked a little pale and said, "I have several moves in the inner school. I can't win. I'm afraid I'll hurt my younger martial brother."
Wu Yi knew this for a long time. Among the people across the street, he felt that fan Mingqing did not seem to be a simple peak of four changes. Perhaps he had a lot of dealings with black beetles and was familiar with fire. He clearly felt that there was a faint smell of fire in fan Mingqing, but it was different from Tao rhyme. It was very strange. Now fan Mingqing speaks out himself. He knows that he may have practiced nine changes after nine changes in Qi refining, but he doesn't know how many changes he has practiced.
Looking at the eager eyes in Wu Yi's eyes, he knew that Wu Yi would not stop until he had done one. Fan Mingqing had to say, "since younger martial brother is determined, elder martial brother will make a move. Younger martial brother will take it."
At the beginning of his speech, Wu Yi was nervous. He had never fought against such a figure. He looked at fan Ming and Qing carefully.
"Roar", a roar echoed on the flying boat. Wu Yi looked at it intently. It was a fire lion, completely composed of fire and made of aura.
The fire lion roared and rushed towards Wu Yi. The fire lion has locked Wu Yi's breath. The six dust mastered by Wu Yi is fundamentally ineffective. Several Qi blade skills flew out and were patted out by the fire lion without damage.
Wu Yi frowns and continues to send out several Qi blade techniques. The fire lion wants to repeat the story again, but the Qi blade suddenly changes direction, flies over the side of the fire lion, cuts a deep hole, and the flame momentum is much weakened.
Fan Mingqing glanced at Wu Yi in surprise and said, "younger martial brother, it's an eye opener for elder martial brother." from fan Mingqing's perspective, it's not difficult to see that this is the art of soul defense and the art of mind attachment. It's very difficult. At least he hasn't controlled it yet. The reason why he can make the fire lion do such clever movements is because he locks Wu Yi's breath.
The middle-aged Taoist seemed much calmer. After all, when he solved the heterogeneous aura hidden in fan Mingyi's Dantian, he found that although there were few disciples in the realm of Qi refining, he had seen it once or twice.
Through a little killing, Wu Yi finally wiped out the fire lion when he was about to get close to himself. After all this, Wu Yi was already tired and out of breath. His breath was unstable. Although the art of soul defense was clever, it cost a lot.
He threw the flying swords on both sides back to fan Mingqing, and the victory or defeat was divided. If fan Mingqing released several more fire lions when he fought against a fire lion, he would resist there. He was a trustworthy man and a proud man. He was very similar to Wu Yi, and Wu Yi didn't care about the two flying swords.
Fan Mingqing took back one of the flying swords, threw the other back and said, "one yard to one yard, change is change."
Wu Yi took the flying sword and nodded back to his position without saying much.
After reading everything silently, Li Gu raised a glass of wine and said to the middle-aged man, "brother Tao, it's rare to see such harmony between the disciples. Come and have a drink."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled awkwardly, raised his glass and said, "yes, yes, drink together."
A banquet is not happy, at least on the surface.
Seeing that the flying sword was about to pass through Wu Yi's body, many disciples couldn't help shouting. The young disciples were full of satisfaction and hated that they were afraid of Wu Yi's eyes before. It turned out to be a show off.Ge Yunyi was very happy when he saw that he was worried about the situation. He just didn't expect that a disciple coming out from the opposite side would be armed with a flying sword. It's so difficult to deal with.Although the flying sword is basically useless to the disciples in the Qi refining realm, it is mostly used to fly with the sword, because they do not master the art of spirit defense, they can only go straight. Using it once will consume a lot of spirit, and they basically lose their resistance after being hidden by their opponents.However, since the disciple dared to use the flying sword, after years of hard training, he was able to simply change the direction. Relying on the flying sword, he was able to defeat his opponent within three rounds. This is also the reason why he dared to come out first, that is, he planned to defeat his opponent in a short time to win face for himself.Ge Yunyi thought well, but he was also worried that his previous selfishness was too obvious. He was complained by Li Gu and glanced at the seat quietly. Unexpectedly, Li Gu and the middle-aged Taoist had the opposite expression. Li Gu seemed to smile rather than smile and looked like watching a play, while the middle-aged Taoist was unprepared and taut.Realizing that something was wrong, Ge Yunyi quickly moved back to look at the fighting situation. Before he could see it clearly, he heard people scream, and some even stood up.It turned out that "Wu Yi" was cut by a flying sword. It was bloody and terrible, but soon everyone found something wrong, because the blood disappeared after it fell on the ground, and there was no smell of foul smell.The flying sword cut "Wu Yi". The young disciple couldn't help laughing, but then realized that it was bad, so he restrained his smile and said helplessly to Li Gu: "I thought this Taoist friend would resist. I didn't expect to miss it for a while. I hope you can understand.""No need." the young disciple heard the strong irony in his voice and wanted to explain again, but suddenly he felt that his voice seemed familiar. He looked up in surprise. Unexpectedly, Wu Yi suddenly approached his body, hurried back, and hurriedly called back the flying sword. However, Wu Yi clapped his hand, hit him in the abdomen and dissipated his strength.The young disciple's body flew straight up and down from Wu Yi's flying boat like a kite out of line. The position was just right, no difference. This strength control can be described as meticulous.When the young disciples invited to fight, they were on the flying boat on Wu Yi's side, but now they were beaten back and landed on the wine table. They were covered with greasy vegetable leaves in a clean Qingyun robe, which looked very funny. Ge Yiyi laughed first, and then those disciples couldn't help laughing. Although the disciples on Runan County didn't laugh, they looked disdainful one by one, You have to have this ability to steal the limelight. Now being beaten in the face has lost their face.They just remembered how Wu Yi disappeared. They haven't found out yet. They are afraid of Wu Yi. If they are right, they may not be able to see the illusion of Wu Yi. The result may not be as good as this person.In fact, Wu Yi used the color dust of one of the six dust before. Wu Yi fought with the heart devil every day. He also learned some methods of the heart devil. In addition to the most hazy Dharma dust, he has mastered the other five dust. Although he is not as proficient as the heart devil, he can fight with others.In fact, Wu Yi used not only color dust, but also sound dust. At the beginning, his description of himself left an image in the hearts of the people that he had not been practicing for a long time and did not have rich experience in fighting. Later, when facing the flying sword, he seemed stupid and could be accepted by the people, and the people would believe that this was his real body, His real body had already approached the young disciple.It is worth mentioning that Wu Yi didn't do it for the first time after approaching, and secretly used an air mist technique. Because the air mist spread out like aura, people only thought it was the young disciple who used the Taoist Dharma, and the aura naturally filled the whole week. They didn't expect it to be Wu Yi. After approaching, Wu Yi didn't do it, but continued to watch the young disciple's performance. That's why Li Gu's smiling, A reason that seems inexplicable.In the final analysis, Wu Yi made people think that Wu Yi's original body was the one who was stunned by the perfect combination of color dust and sound dust, ignoring the surroundings. Otherwise, the small technique of aerosol can't hide so many people. A small deception made Wu Yi "win the battle mysteriously".When the young disciple heard the ridicule of the crowd, he looked at Wu Yi with resentment and resentment. He secretly called the flying sword and intended to sneak attack Wu Yi.Feeling the roaring wind behind him, Wu Yi gave the young disciple a cold look. Did he really think he had no back hand? It was too naive to sneak on him.Just as Wu Yi was about to use his backhand, the middle-aged Taoist priest said to the young disciple, can Chunlei: "bastard, don't you think it's enough to lose face?" it immediately dispersed the spirit gathered by the disciple. At the same time, it also dispersed a strange spirit lurking in his elixir field. It was Wu Yi's backhand. Once triggered, the disciple's elixir field can be abolished immediately.However, Wu Yi still hid a wisp of mind in the alien aura. After the aura was dispersed, Wu Yi's body tilted for a moment and almost couldn't stand stably.The middle-aged Taoist is good at calculation. He not only stops the young disciples' plot and leaves a good reputation for justice, but also secretly puts Wu Yi together. No one can tell what is wrong.Seeing this scene, Li Gu glanced at the middle-aged Taoist and said, "Taoist brother, we'd better cut into the affairs between younger generations."The sound was bland in everyone's ears, except for the faint bell sound in Wu Yi's ears. It was purple golden bell. Li Gu was helping Wu Yi heal. Before his voice fell, Wu Yi's shaking body stood upright, and his momentum was even better.The middle-aged Taoist knew that his trick had been seen by Li Gu. He was also embarrassed to expose Li Gu's help to Wu Yi's healing. He said, "this is not a lesson for unworthy disciples."The young disciple's aura was shattered, and the flying sword lost control. It fell unsteadily near Wu Yi. Wu Yi waved and took the flying sword in his hand. After weighing it, it had to be hundreds of kilograms. It was cold and bright. I didn't know what it was made of."Taoist friend, I apologize to you for the ignorance of fan Mingqing's younger brother. As for the flying sword, it's handed down by the ancestor of my fan family. I hope Taoist friends can return it." seeing that Wu Yi kept looking at it after he got it, he seemed to have no idea of returning it. Another disciple of Qingshui City, Runan County stood up and told Wu Yidao that he was still young but steady, It's not like the frivolity of the young disciple before.Wu Yi looked sideways at the talking disciple when he heard the speech. Instead of answering him, he looked around at the people. Most of them were expressionless, but a small number of them wanted to see a good play. Whether Wu Yi agreed or not, it was a good play."It's too generous of your family to give the ancestral things to such a dandy." Wu Yi said this in a mocking tone, which made the young disciple look at Wu Yi with shame and fire in his eyes."It's really the elder's mistake." what Wu Yi didn't expect was that fan Mingqing directly ignored his younger brother's face, even in front of so many people."Fan Mingqing, you bastard. My father gave me this flying sword. What's your qualification?" the young disciple was like a fried oil bucket and immediately pointed to fan Mingqing's face.Fan Mingqing proudly glanced at the young disciple and said faintly, "fan Mingyi, where is the sword?"The young disciple, who was called fan Mingyi by fan Mingqing, turned red. He looked at fan Mingming and Wu Yi angrily, stamped his feet and ran upstairs."Taoist friend, this sword is not inferior to the one in your hand. I don't know if you can exchange it." fan Mingqing took out a sword from nowhere and threw it to Wu Yi. He said calmly.It has to be said that fan Mingyi is more accessible than fan Mingyi, who knows at a glance that he grew up in the favor of his family.Wu Yi took the flying sword and looked at it. He didn't see any difference. After all, he didn't study it, but Wu Yi didn't doubt anything. People like fan Ming and Qing Dynasties generally don't deceive people on this trail. There are gullies in their hearts that can accommodate mountains and seas.Wu Yi looked at the flying sword and fan Mingqing. Just when fan Mingqing thought Wu Yi was going to agree, Wu Yi gently shook his head.Fan Mingqing's eyes coagulated and said, "Taoist friends, you need to be satisfied, not greedy."Fan Mingqing can easily take out a flying sword. He is not small. It's nothing to take another one. The key to his disagreement lies in his face. Changing one for another is to make up for the sneak attack of his younger brother, showing the wind of benevolence and righteousness. If there are more, he is timid. He doesn't want to bear the name of cowardice.Wu Yi said with a smile, "Taoist friends are worried. Junior brother, when he first entered the Taoist school, he first saw an expert like senior brother. He felt itchy for a moment and wanted to ask for advice."Fan Mingqing looked a little pale and said, "I have several moves in the inner school. I can't win. I'm afraid I'll hurt my younger martial brother."Wu Yi knew this for a long time. Among the people across the street, he felt that fan Mingqing did not seem to be a simple peak of four changes. Perhaps he had a lot of dealings with black beetles and was familiar with fire. He clearly felt that there was a faint smell of fire in fan Mingqing, but it was different from Tao rhyme. It was very strange. Now fan Mingqing speaks out himself. He knows that he may have practiced nine changes after nine changes in Qi refining, but he doesn't know how many changes he has practiced.Looking at the eager eyes in Wu Yi's eyes, he knew that Wu Yi would not stop until he had done one. Fan Mingqing had to say, "since younger martial brother is determined, elder martial brother will make a move. Younger martial brother will take it."At the beginning of his speech, Wu Yi was nervous. He had never fought against such a figure. He looked at fan Ming and Qing carefully."Roar", a roar echoed on the flying boat. Wu Yi looked at it intently. It was a fire lion, completely composed of fire and made of aura.The fire lion roared and rushed towards Wu Yi. The fire lion has locked Wu Yi's breath. The six dust mastered by Wu Yi is fundamentally ineffective. Several Qi blade skills flew out and were patted out by the fire lion without damage.Wu Yi frowns and continues to send out several Qi blade techniques. The fire lion wants to repeat the story again, but the Qi blade suddenly changes direction, flies over the side of the fire lion, cuts a deep hole, and the flame momentum is much weakened.Fan Mingqing glanced at Wu Yi in surprise and said, "younger martial brother, it's an eye opener for elder martial brother." from fan Mingqing's perspective, it's not difficult to see that this is the art of soul defense and the art of mind attachment. It's very difficult. At least he hasn't controlled it yet. The reason why he can make the fire lion do such clever movements is because he locks Wu Yi's breath.The middle-aged Taoist seemed much calmer. After all, when he solved the heterogeneous aura hidden in fan Mingyi's Dantian, he found that although there were few disciples in the realm of Qi refining, he had seen it once or twice.Through a little killing, Wu Yi finally wiped out the fire lion when he was about to get close to himself. After all this, Wu Yi was already tired and out of breath. His breath was unstable. Although the art of soul defense was clever, it cost a lot.He threw the flying swords on both sides back to fan Mingqing, and the victory or defeat was divided. If fan Mingqing released several more fire lions when he fought against a fire lion, he would resist there. He was a trustworthy man and a proud man. He was very similar to Wu Yi, and Wu Yi didn't care about the two flying swords.Fan Mingqing took back one of the flying swords, threw the other back and said, "one yard to one yard, change is change."Wu Yi took the flying sword and nodded back to his position without saying much.After reading everything silently, Li Gu raised a glass of wine and said to the middle-aged man, "brother Tao, it's rare to see such harmony between the disciples. Come and have a drink."The middle-aged Taoist smiled awkwardly, raised his glass and said, "yes, yes, drink together."A banquet is not happy, at least on the surface.
