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At this time, an elder of the Divine Sword Sect took a step forward and asked the sect leader Ning Wuhe to fight:

"You little monks of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty dare to show off your might at our Divine Sword Sect headquarters!"

There is no need for the sect master to make a move, and those of us who are elders can clean up your garbage.

Ning Wuhe nodded, and said with a hint of playfulness and regret in his eyes:

"It can't be said that they are all waste, but on the whole, they are still quite talented young talents."

But who told them to dare to offend our Divine Sword Sect?

Kill them all, lest you cause trouble in the future.

As soon as Ning Wuhe finished speaking, the elder came to Zhou Xingchen in a flash.

With a condescending attitude of looking down on the juniors, he said to Zhou Xingchen:

"Boy, I won't take advantage of you, lest after this matter spreads, people in the cultivation world will say that I am bullying the small."

Draw your sword first!

Zhou Xingchen looked at the gray-haired Divine Sword Sect elder in front of him, and he really didn't know where the other party's confidence came from.

I just wanted to swing the demon slaying sword and get rid of this old thing that didn't open my eyes.

Suddenly, a sword light slashed from behind Zhou Xingchen, directly separating the body of the Divine Sword Sect elder.

"Xingchen, you don't want to take care of all the things that kill the enemy alone.

And with so many of us here, we can't all be idle, right? "

The sword just now was cut by Zhou Yi.

Zhou Xingchen didn't say anything, but looked up at Ning Wuhe and the others.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything, and the elders of the dignified Divine Sword Sect headquarters were even from their Heavenly Dragon Dynasty.

I can't block it with a sword, it's just too much.

Divine Sword Sect Sect Master Ning Wuhe only then shifted his attention to Zhou Yi and probed for a moment.

I found that I couldn't see through the other party's strength realm, and what level it had reached.

It can only be seen that this son is young, and the strength of his body is unprecedented for him.

Such talents and qualifications were rare in the entire Divine Sword Sect, even three thousand years ago.

Zhou Yi glanced at the elders of the Divine Sword Sect who surrounded them around him, and said to Zhou Xingchen:

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with them, just kill them all."

After speaking, Zhou Yi took the lead in putting away the Zhou Emperor Sword, replaced it with the newly obtained Finger Tiger, and went straight to the sect leader Ning Wuhe.

Ning Wuhe didn't expect that in the face of the first person he saw in the cultivation world, Zhou Yi didn't even bother to use a sword, and

planned to fight with him hand-to-hand.

I don't know if this is Zhou Yi's young arrogance or his real ability.

Ning Wuhe snorted coldly and raised his hand to slash at Zhou Yi's wrist, but before Ning Wuhe's sword really fell.

Zhou Yi was like a dragon traveling all over the world, dodging his sword at an extremely strange and tricky angle.

And smashed a punch on Ning Wuhe's brain without hindrance.

Ning Wuhe only felt a buzz in his head, and retreated several hundred meters before stopping.

I don't know how many trees I broke along the way, and my eyes were bloodshot.

When Ning Wuhe came back to his senses again, his heart was full of incredulity.

This Zhou Yi's punch just now seemed to be just a simple blow, although he was wearing a finger tiger on his hand, it

shouldn't be so powerful.

How much strength did Zhou Yi have to be able to swing that punch so easily?

After all, it seems that Zhou Yi's blow does not consume much on himself.

Zhou Yi looked at the blood stained on his right finger and nodded with satisfaction.

The punch he used just now was the Ancestral Dragon Fist, after cultivating to the perfect realm of Dacheng.

Every punch that falls has the power of the legendary ancestral dragon.

However, Zhou Yi used his current cultivation to use the Ancestral Dragon Fist, and there was no way to display the full power of this exercise.

The punch Zhou Yi just now only used thirty percent of his strength, just to test how many points Ning Wuhe had.

And see how much power bonus you can bring to your hand-to-hand combat.

Judging from the results, each punch of these two pairs of finger tigers can increase their power, at least fifteen percent.

Zhou Yi felt that this finger tiger should be able to be used for a long time, although he didn't know what it was made of.

But being able to withstand the battle of a saint realm monk should not be a mortal thing,

if he becomes an emperor in the future, this means that the tiger can still withstand the power he exerts.

That punch increased by fifteen percent under the Finger Tiger's attack power bonus, and its power could be said to be unimaginable.

Ning Wuhe came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Yi, and scolded angrily:

"Presumably you are Zhou Yi, the former crown prince of the Tianlong Dynasty."

I have long heard that you were abolished by the people of the Heavenly Monarch family, but I didn't expect that now after the revival of the aura.

He was able to reach the realm of a saint all at once.

I thought that you had the upper hand with one punch just now, and I was not the first person in kendo for so many years!

Zhou Yi pursed his lips disdainfully, looked at Ning Wuhe's swollen eyes, and said with a face like a pig's head:

"When you say this, don't you pee first, what do you look like now?"

It's really not the demeanor of a sect master at all.

Ning Wuhe knew that he should be very embarrassed now, and when he heard Zhou Yi say this, he suddenly became angry.

Flying into the air and sitting cross-seated, his hands constantly sealed, and the colorful light flowed behind him.

Looking at this posture, it should be intended to accumulate strength for Zhou Yi to make a big one.

"The Elders of the Divine Sword Sect will listen to my orders and kill all the enemies of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty!"

More and more Divine Sword Sect elders gathered here, surrounding Zhou Yi and the four of them, buying time for the sect master to hold back his big move.

At this time, the Great Elder of the Divine Sword Sect formed a formation with the rest of the elders and attacked Zhou Yi together.

Zhou Yi glanced at the sword formation they had formed, as well as the degree of coordination and tacit understanding when they attacked, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Such a group of guys who knew at a glance that they didn't usually practice and cooperate, and

they could only bully the monks who were weaker than them when they used the sword array.

Looking at the current situation of the Divine Sword Sect against their group of people who came to retaliate from the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, there is no order at all in their actions.

It's just a rabble.

Zhou Yi didn't know how they did it, and they were tyrannical in today's cultivation world.

It is estimated that they can only rely on the protection of their ancestors who have lived for an unknown number of years, so that they dare to be unscrupulous.

However, Zhou Yi can actually understand what kind of psychology this group of people is.

Although the previous Divine Sword Sect could be regarded as having a relatively transcendent status in the entire cultivation world, after all, there were many disciples in the sect.

But it's still not as good as the Heavenly Monarch family.

In the eyes of all the monks, the people at the headquarters of the Divine Sword Sect were also very low-key.

It belongs to the type of righteous path that secretly accumulates power and does not want to make extraneous branches.

Now that the aura has recovered, the Divine Sword Sect has suddenly gained so many top-level combat powers.

There is nothing incomprehensible about having an upstart mentality.

When Zhou Yi thought of this, he had already slashed the dozens of elders in front of him, along with the great elders of the Divine Sword Sect, into a blood mist.

After looking around, he found that no one dared to come up to besiege him, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

They didn't even dare to besiege them, and it seemed that these people had no future.

"I said Ning Wuhe, you guy has been sitting in the air and pretending to do things for so long, aren't you ready?"

Ning Wuhe in the air was still frantically pinching the law, and there was a brilliance behind him, as if something was about to come out.

Hearing Zhou Yi's arrogant words below, Ning Wuhe couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.