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Published at 17th of November 2021 10:58:03 AM


Chapter 4: 4

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"The younger generation of the flaming fire country."

"The second childe of Feijian mountain villa."

"Gold is limitless."

"Yang Tian."

This is why Zhang Yi likes to be in a pub. The news here is the most well-informed. You can get something from listening to it a little.

"It's still too far away from me." Zhang Yi shook his head and ate at ease.

When you build a mysterious realm, you can certainly enjoy the wind, scenery and light in the outside world, not to mention calling the wind and rain, but you can also get a good place.

But among the first-class forces, he is just an inner disciple. He is barely ranked in the sect.

If after hard practice or chance, you squeeze into the top 20 disciples of the inner sect and become the core disciple of the sect.

At that time, we will be on the stage and really have a foothold in the practice world of the flaming fire country.

Even if we look at the whole fiery country, we are somewhat famous. In fact, we can be regarded as the second echelon of the younger generation.

On this basis, if there is no weakness in all aspects of realm martial arts, you are qualified to attack the first echelon.

However, although there are many Yuanman in the xuanjing, there are only five people in the whole practice circle of the flaming fire Kingdom who can reach the combat power of the first echelon.

They are Yang Tian of Qingyun sect, Jin Yaozong, Jin Wuji, the second childe of Feijian mountain villa, qingqingzi of Baihua Valley and crazy mountain of tiedanmen.

They are all on the path of practice, and they are no more than 50 years old.

These five represent the ultimate combat power of xuanjing and the leader of the younger generation of the flaming fire country.

These two schools, one valley, one gate and one villa, are also the first-class forces of the flaming fire country.

How strong is the first echelon?

For example, Zhang Yi's father, Zhang Chen, has reached the great perfection of xuanjing for many years, but it seems to the young leaders of the first echelon of the great perfection of xuanjing.

If you lose three moves, you can take your life within ten moves.

After all, those are real geniuses. Leapfrog challenges are as simple as eating and drinking water.

In the early stage of xuanjing, they can surpass their superiors to defeat and even kill the middle stage of xuanjing. They will only be more terrible if they become the perfect people in xuanjing.

Perhaps, they can already compete with the great masters of the land with the body of the xuanjing.

The Qingyun sect where he belongs, as one of the five forces of the flaming fire country, its leader is no more than the territory.

To some extent, the leaders of the younger generation have begun to catch up with the older generation.

As the practice of the older generation tends to stop and can not break through a higher level, the younger generation will catch up. Perhaps in a hundred years, the burning country will be the world of young people.

The old pattern of strength and resource allocation will be broken. Perhaps, it will be another turbulence.

Of course, in theory, when Zhang Yi broke through the mysterious realm, practiced hard for more than ten years, and reached the later stage of the mysterious realm, he was also able to enter the core disciple. When he fell, he was a member of the second echelon of the young generation of the flaming fire country.

If it takes another decades, it may not be able to become one of the leaders of the new generation.

After all, he has a system.

Zhang Yichang thought for a while and suddenly felt that the future was bright.

Full of wine and food, Zhang Yi looked satisfied, "waiter, check out."

"Here you are, sir. Twenty eight liang of silver."

After paying the bill, Zhang Yi walked out of the tavern for a while and suddenly turned into a dark path.

"I've been with me for so long, it's time to show up." in a plain tone, Zhang Yi turned around without surprise.

"Hey, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have some eyesight."

At the corner, three figures appeared.

The three were dressed in plain clothes. The head warrior had a scar on his face. It looked like dividing a face into two. The child was afraid to cry. The words just came from him.

Zhang Yi held the sword in one hand and put his hands around his chest. He looked at them curiously.

The prompt of the system also jumps into the brain in time:

When you find the enemy, your strength is at the beginning of the Yellow territory

When you find the enemy, your strength is at the beginning of the Yellow territory

The strength of discovering the enemy is the later stage of the Yellow territory

"You want to rob me?"

"Hey, boy, it's bad luck for you to meet our three evil spirits. In the afterlife, invest in a good family."

"The silver note is nothing but a common thing. It's not worth mentioning to the martial arts. So, are you interested in my sword?"

Zhang Yi thought for a moment, looked at the sword in his hand and raised his eyebrow. "I put it in the scabbard and wrapped it with a layer of cloth. Did you find it?"

"People are dying. There's so much nonsense! Brothers, go!"

Shut up, the three rushed up.

……

Ah, different from ordinary villains, isn't it a necessary skill for villains to explain before the enemy dies.

Zhang Yi thought in his heart, and his face became indifferent.

Although the opposite side is already a mortal, Zhang Yi still doesn't mind chatting with the opposite side, but since they want to die soon, of course he will be satisfied.

The three rushed to Zhang Yi, and the blue and gray aura surged around him.

The aura is mottled. It seems that I just got the scattered cultivation of the remnant pages of one or two skill methods by chance.

There was no threat, but it could be easily defeated. Zhang Yi made a judgment in an instant.

A few meters away, the scar man approached Zhang Yi. He smiled grimly and twisted the scar across the whole face.

"Boy, die!"

The scar man smiled grimly, his eyes showed a pleasant pleasure, as if he had seen Zhang Yi lying on the ground bleeding, waiting for his death in a desperate struggle.

"Zheng..."

Suddenly, a sword chant popped up in the path, and then touched the light.

In some quiet atmosphere, Zhang Yi's wrist turned and his sword was put into the scabbard.

The three stood still, their faces full of disbelief.

"How could..."

Scar man murmured, but his voice was incomparably hoarse. In the throat of the three people, a blood hole was transparent before and after, and the blood flowed.

Flying star sword formula - flying star.

Zhang Yi held the sword as if nothing had happened, walked out of the path and let the sun shine on his handsome face again.

He looked at the sword in his hand. For fear of losing money, he wrapped a layer of cloth outside.

"Isn't there 300 liang of silver here?" Zhang Yi muttered.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi tore off the cloth and walked around the town for a long time. He found a blacksmith's shop and customized an ordinary scabbard.

Two days later, the scabbard was ready and Zhang Yi set off again.

After five days of traveling from Luoshui Town, rock city finally arrived.





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