What does this mean?

When Mo Qing heard Zhao Yi's words, he didn't understand what Zhao Yi meant, and his face was full of confusion.

Although he was puzzled, there was a vague feeling in his heart.

"Zhao Yi, are you stupid? Now this deacon is chasing you, who else do you want to kill?"

"Hmph, you dare to stop, I will let you die now!"

Mo Qing shouted angrily, and at the same time, he condensed the internal martial arts power of a four-star warrior, held martial arts skills in his hand, and slapped at Zhao Yi at a very fast speed.

Zhao Yi stood there, facing the attack of the four-star warrior Mo Qing, as if he was in the wild waves of anger.

After all, he is just a seven-star martial artist. In terms of strength, he is not comparable to the four-star martial artist Mo Qing, just like a young child facing an adult.

"Zhao Yi is finished, he actually stopped and attacked Mo Qing!"

"Is Zhao Yi an idiot? His speed is obviously not slower than Mo Qing, so why did he stop suddenly? What's the difference between this and the death of his life?"

"It's ridiculous. He even said he wanted to kill some people? I think he was killed!"

......

The martial arts practitioners around him mocked him at this time, and obviously no one was optimistic about Zhao Yi and thought that he had stopped to destroy himself.

At this moment, the attack of the two-star martial artist Mo Qing has arrived.

The four-star warrior has opened up thirteen martial arts veins. The internal strength of martial arts is amazingly powerful, just like the rushing river water, extremely fierce.

Mo Qing uses his internal strength to activate his martial arts skills.

"Running Tiger Hand!"

Mo Qing roared and reached out to grab it. He saw that there was a fierce tiger floating in the air, roaring towards the sky, and a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests rushed towards him, shocking the audience.

Internal force transforms!

This is a unique attack method for strong men at the warrior level.

In the Martial Arts, internal strength can be generated in the body, and the strength will become stronger and the physical body will be strengthened.

In the martial arts realm, internal force can be released and externally transformed into forms, but corresponding martial arts are required.

The martial arts Mo Qing used just now were extremely extraordinary. It was the "Black Tiger Heavenly Kungfu" of the Black Tiger Sect. When it reached the realm of warriors, it could evolve various visions of tiger attacks.

Mo Qing's attack had arrived, but Zhao Yi stood there and was still facing it calmly.

Indeed, the attack in the warrior realm is not comparable to his martial arts realm's cultivation level, but he never thought of fighting against it.

If the enemy is strong, I will go, if the enemy is weak, I will come!

This is one of the killer's guidelines he summarized.

To put it bluntly, it is: to move on to the weak and avoid the strong!

So, as the cyclone was caught by the hand, Zhao Yi smiled slightly and took a mysterious step.

call out!

The next moment, Zhao Yi disappeared out of thin air, and Mo Qing had a killing attack, but it was lost.

At this time, Zhao Yi's figure was floating and unsteady, as if he was going back, as if he was left and right, this was Lingbo's Weibu.

With this step, Zhao Yizu can stand invincible!

Although he is not the opponent of Mo Qing, the four-star warrior realm, Mo Qing can't do anything to him at all.

However, although Zhao Yi avoided it, Liu Qingyi's illusion disappeared, turning into a dress and dancing in the air.

"What, Liu Qingyi is just an illusion."

Mo Qing's face changed drastically, and he knew that he had been fooled.

The real Liu Qingyi was probably already gone.

Mo Qing was a little unacceptable to this. Why did Zhao Yi, who was in the seven-star martial arts realm, have such martial arts skills and speed, and understand martial arts illusions?

"Zhao Yi, you are a waste, can you just retreat? Do you dare to take my blow!"

After one shot was lost and being deceived, Mo Qing couldn't help but shouted angrily.

Zhao Yi was calm and said calmly: "When I am a martial artist, killing you is like cutting vegetables."

"Don't worry, you don't need to wait too long this day!"

Although Zhao Yi's voice was calm, he was full of extremely strong self-confidence, and he did have such self-confidence.

If you kill and reborn, and practice "The Art of Bagu Stars" again, you will break through to the realm of warriors, which is as easy as turning your hand.

However, to the martial arts practitioners around him, Zhao Yi was too arrogant.

Martial arts practice, one step at a time, hasteness will not be achieved. Martial scholars and masters are the gap between heaven and earth. Even geniuses, even if they have not practiced for several years, they will never be able to cross it.

Therefore, at this moment, he did not take Zhao Yi's words seriously, but only thought that he was arrogant and delusional.

Mo Qing, a four-star warrior, was so furious that he was so despised by a seven-star warrior.

He was the first deacon of the Heihu Sect tribe of Manling City. He had never been so humiliated. In the past, those martial artists, who had not seen him respectfully?

"Zhao Yi, you deserve to die. I want to issue the Black Tiger Collection Order. From today on, the Western Barbarian Kingdom will have no place to stay."

The four-star warrior Mo Qing roared angrily and continued to come quickly.

Zhao Yi lightly retreated without any injuries.

Before, before he practiced the "Bagu Star Art", he had not been able to use his current martial arts internal power to activate the skills on earth. Now, after practicing the "Bagu Star Art Art", no matter what kind of skills, he could activate it freely, which is really amazing.

Zhao Yi only sneered at Mo Qing's threatening words, and was not at all relieved.

Instead, he smiled coldly and said, "Damn it you, well, some of the people I just said I was going to kill, look, they are here!"

While speaking, Zhao Yi turned around, stepped on Lingbo's slight steps, floated away, and rushed towards a group of Black Humen martial artists who were chasing here.

This group of Black Tiger Sect martial artists were only between the nine-star martial artists and the first-star martial artists, and their speed was much slower than them, so they have arrived here now.

At this time, Mo Qing and the onlookers couldn't help but change their faces when they heard Zhao Yi's words, because at this moment they finally understood the meaning of Zhao Yi's words that he wanted to kill some people.

It turned out that what he said he wanted to kill was this group of Black Humen martial artists with relatively low martial arts realm.

No wonder, he suddenly stopped, it turned out to be waiting for this group of Black Humen martial artists.

However, the group of martial arts cultivators who were chasing him didn't know what was going on. When they saw Zhao Yi, they were happy and shouted: "This kid is here. Let's see where he runs to this time? Kill!"

While speaking, they rushed towards Zhao Yi excitedly!

At this moment, they seemed to have seen the scene of Zhao Yi being dismembered by the scattered sword.

After all, in their opinion, Zhao Yi is just a seven-star martial artist, and his martial arts realm is far lower than them. No matter how evil the other party is, he cannot be their opponent, because they have forty people!

Among them, thirty-two nine-star martial artists and eight one-star martial artists, such a force can shock the whole audience on the indigenous island.

What's more, Mo Qing, the first deacon in Manling City, was there to fight. This time, Zhao Yi was unable to fly and would definitely die.

"Boy, I'll send you home!"

"I'm going to cut off your head."

"I want to break his five limbs!"

A group of Black Humen martial artists came in excitedly and screamed.

However, they didn't know that the God of Death had descended above their heads, and Zhao Yi looked at them with pity.

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

At this time, Mo Qing remembered Zhao Yi's terrifying footwork. If he cooperated with martial arts, wouldn't it be as easy as cutting vegetables to kill opponents who are both martial arts realm?

Thinking of this, Mo Qing hurriedly spoke up to remind him.

But everything was late. Zhao Yi stepped on Lingbo Microsteps. How fast was that?

He held a blood knife in his hand, his body was like a phantom, floating in and out of the crowd.

Puff, puff, puff!

Wherever Zhao Yi passed, people's heads and broken limbs flew high, blood staining the void...
Chapter completed!