"Fortunately, I took the essence of the mountain in advance, and the recovery speed of the true energy was only a little slower than the consumption. Otherwise, I would have been beaten to death by Bailisheng." Chu Yi thought with great gratitude. This time he saved Yan Ruoshui, he really made a profit. The entire pool of essence of the mountain was moved into the Sutra Pavilion. Although it would take five thousand merit points to enter once, Chu Yi naturally knew that it was definitely a good deal.

The field was dusty, and Chu Yi and Bailisheng chased and fled one by one, and it lasted for half an hour. Sweat beads were oozing from Chu Yi's forehead and his back was wet. Even Bailisheng's face turned slightly red, and it was obvious that the true energy consumed had reached a certain limit.

"What a terrible person! It's just the true energy of the second-grade martial arts lieutenant, who can actually hold on to Bailisheng for so long! Could it be that there is really something treasure on him?" The greed in the eyes of those martial arts strongmen became more and more intense.

Wen Zhengyang glanced at this scene and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Just these people wanted to seize Chu Yi's things, and then they would be destroyed by people and they didn't know how they died.

"It's almost done." Baili Sheng kept calculating in his mind. He kept suppressing his full strength, because he was afraid that Chu Yi would have the strength to avoid it. If he didn't kill Chu Yi with one blow, he believed that his confidence would be affected.

The six long swords suddenly seemed like extremely flexible fish, surrounding Chu Yi from different directions, faster than before, and Chu Yi's figure seemed to have been a little slow at this time, and the true energy seemed to have been overdrawn to its limit.

Now no one doubts that Chu Yi has anything to keep. After all, no matter how mysterious the martial arts are, the true energy is limited. The cultivation level of a few ranks is the amount of true energy of a few ranks. This is an inevitable law. Of course, the Yuan stone can make up for the loss of the true energy in time, but Chu Yi has no trace of the Yuan stone in his hand. Moreover, even if he takes out the Yuan stone now, he cannot make up for such a huge true energy.

"Huhhhh..." Chu Yi gasped heavily, and a hint of indomitable intention appeared in his eyes. After his figure unfolded, he quickly found a safe gap and escaped.

"Where to go!" Bailisheng's yellow light rose sharply, and he shouted loudly. As he said, three long swords suddenly appeared in the air, and his iron fist also rushed towards Chu Yi's forehead at this moment. How did Bailishanhe die, Bailisheng will let Chu Yi die.

A person who is only slightly worse than himself at the age of seventeen. If he does not die, the Baili family will definitely have no peace in the future.

At this time, all of Chu Yi's space was blocked, and Baili Sheng punched him with all his might from the front. He saw that he was already in absolute adversity and might die in the next moment.

"Brother!"

"Young Master!"

Chu Yue and Fu Bo couldn't help but shout, their eyes full of despair, while Chu Feng clenched his fists and stared at the field tightly. As for Zong Renping, he was very calm. With his understanding of Chu Yi, this boy and Bai Lisheng seemed to be a little too flinched in the battle, unlike his style.

Zhuo Qingzi and Bai Yuqing are also in disgraceful faces, and they have to tightly squint their mouths to avoid making noises.

A trace of tragic look flashed across Chu Yi's face, and then he shouted loudly and punched Bailisheng hard. He obviously had given up his hope of dodging and wanted to cause some trouble to Bailisheng.

Many people who hope to win by Baili are very excited on their faces. After all, no matter what, winning is always much better than losing.

"Hmph! Overestimate one's own abilities!" Baili Sheng snorted coldly in his heart. Not to mention that Chu Yi's strength is much worse than himself, just say that his current nine long swords are enough to completely kill Chu Yi's fist before it arrives.

At this moment, Bai Lisheng finally felt relieved. Dealing with a young second-grade Wu Wei actually consumed most of his true energy. If it were the past, he would not have believed it.

Fortunately, after killing Chu Yi, the Baili family has been resting on their own since then. If they could find the Chu family's sixth-grade martial arts secret book, it would be awesome! Moreover, as long as they could get the secret book, he would have confidence that they would not be stolen by others.

Thinking of this, Baili Sheng couldn't help but glance at Bai Luoqi, and saw that everyone in the Bai family was there, but Bai Luoqi disappeared.

"This treacherous old ghost, could it be that he would run to the Chu family and search the house?" Bai Lisheng couldn't help but sank. This is a very possible thing.

He dared to distract himself now because he concluded that Chu Yi would definitely die, and all this happened in the lightning and fire. After his attention returned, he found that a strange smile suddenly appeared on Chu Yi's face.

"Can you make any conspiracy for Chu Yi?" Bai Li Sheng suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart. At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened a little, and he looked at Chu Yi in disbelief.

Vajra Indestructible Magical Power!

Chu Yi's cultivation level at this time could already activate the second level of Vajra Indestructible Body. His body suddenly condensed in place, turned into a fist into a palm, and suddenly a cold light appeared in his palm.

"Boom!" Bai Li Sheng's nine long swords hit Chu Yi's body, and smoke filled the air, and the dust around him suddenly flew up. Everyone had a thought and it was over.

Only Bailisheng suddenly felt a huge crisis approaching. In horror, his body retreated sharply, but at this moment he felt a chill in his throat. The sharp blade had cut his trachea. He wanted to exhale, but he could only make a mute sound.

"How is this possible? How can I die? How can I lose to a second-rank Wu Weiwei?" Bai Lisheng kept shouting in his heart, full of sorrow. Many past events suddenly surged into his heart, making him realize that he was really going to die this time.

I don’t know what level of weapon it was to break his body-protecting true energy without mercy, just as simply cutting his trachea into a tofu ball. This is the absolute key of a warrior, and he can save his life unless he is a strong Martial Emperor.

The trachea was cut off. Even if he was a ninth-grade Wuwei, he had not yet practiced to the level of fetal breathing. In fact, even most Wushangs could not do this. Therefore, when the dust disappeared, people found that Chu Yi was standing on one side with a pale face, while Baili Sheng, who originally thought he was sure to win, jumped around with his neck, like a madman.

"What the hell is going on? It seems that Chu Yi won!"

This is simply incredible!

The martial arts schools suddenly showed a look of madness in their eyes, staring at the knife in Chu Yi's hand that exuded a terrifying aura.

"This is at least a handsome weapon!" A martial arts school shouted out in disguise, making many people suspect that they had heard it wrong.

No matter how genius Chu Yi is, if someone had said that he could have handsome or even higher-grade weapons before, he would definitely be ridiculed as a fantasy. After all, even many martial emperors use only handsome weapons, and only high-level martial emperors are worthy of the emperor's weapons.

But in front of him, the knife in Chu Yi's hand that exuded endless coldness and power had already declared its level.

At this time, many greedy eyes met each other in the void and had already begun to make up Chu Yi's idea.

"Bang!" Bailisheng's throat continued to seep out of blood, his skin was already swollen and his eyes were about to protrude, looking very terrifying. After jumping for a while, Bailisheng finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground with a bang.

The Wuwei in the Baili family all looked like earth, and they didn't know what to do.

Even if there were a hundred kinds of guesses in advance, no one would have thought that Bailisheng would be defeated by Chu Yi like this. This was completely impossible, but it happened at this moment, which made people feel like dreaming.

"What a powerful method! What a deep thought!" Wen Zhengyang slowly let out a breath, looked at Chu Yi, and looked at him with a look of surprise on his face.

Although Wen Zhengyang also guessed that Chu Yi had a backup plan, he never thought that Chu Yi had an imperial weapon in his hand. With his eyesight, he could naturally clearly recognize what the knife in Chu Yi's hand was.

In this way, Wen Zhengyang had countless more speculations about the super strong man behind Chu Yi in the blink of an eye.

The characters who can casually take out the imperial weapons for their disciples are at least high-level Martial Emperors, and maybe they are Martial Masters... Wen Zhengyang dared not continue thinking about it anymore.

However, his face suddenly changed, and he noticed an extremely powerful aura that swept over, from far to near, very fast. The strength of the visitor was extremely powerful and no longer below him.

Wen Zhengyang is at the ninth-grade soul school, and he is at the peak of the ninth-grade soul. He will soon be able to enter the realm of the soul coach.

Literary officials who practice the Soul Art are usually called Souls, and their grade is the seventh-level and ninth-level system corresponding to the warriors. However, Souls has a strange rule, that is, unless they reach the level of the Soul Master, they must not take the initiative to take action when they are at a major event of life and death.

Therefore, ordinary people do not know the existence of soul masters at all, and even civil officials of ordinary origin, unless they are taken into the seventy-two sects scattered in various places by Ouyang Hai’s disciples, they will be the life of being a minor official for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, Wen Zhengyang dared to conclude that the person coming must be a ninth-grade martial arts school, and he could enter the powerful realm of martial arts coach at any time.

Hancheng hasn't appeared in such a character for a long time.

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