In the small courtyard of Zhu Yi in a remote corner of Yujing City.
Li Shenguang, Xie Wenyuan and others looked at the young man in white, Hong Yi, whom Zhu Yi called an uninvited guest.
"Hong Yi?" "This is one of the candidates who participated in the imperial examination this time. The article is also good. Unfortunately, the literary thought declined in the second half, and a good article was wasted."
The two people looked at Hong Yi, their eyes twinkling.
Upon hearing the words of these two people, Hong Yi's mood fluctuated slightly, and he almost couldn't suppress it.
However, he immediately focused only on Zhu Yi:
"You know my name is Hong Yi, but we have never met. Sure enough, my father is right. There is a big problem with you. I should have been the top pick this time. You stole my luck!! "
Hong Yi's tone suddenly became extremely cold.
Faintly, the wind immediately started blowing in the courtyard, and frost seeped out from the earth like a substance, making Xie Wenyuan, an old man who had never practiced Taoism, tremble.
But he was furious at Hong Yi's words:
"Hong Yi, since you can participate in the imperial examination, it means that you are also a sensible person. Don't you know that articles cannot be faked? Zhu Yi can write such an article. If you are not convinced, you can write better than him." If you read the article, the top prize will naturally be yours!!"
Hong Yi's complexion changed slightly, but then he said calmly:
"Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan, what do you know about what I said? Today, I am only looking for Zhu Yi and nothing else. Since I lost the literary test, today, I want to have a martial arts competition with you. "
Zhu Yi's face was calm, without changing color at all, and he said with a slight smile:
"As expected..."
He seemed to have fully anticipated this situation.
This is his fourth mission, to defeat Hong Yi. He thought this mission would come after a long time, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
Xie Wenyuan was furious and looked at Hong Yi:
"Wubi?"
However, Hong Yi had no nonsense at all at this time. He knew that his identity as the Son of the Era had been taken away, and he felt that his luck had been robbed. After meeting at this time, he was filled with murderous intentions and infinite murderous aura:
"Xie Wenyuan, get out of the way, Zhu Yi takes over!"
In an instant, Hong Yi's whole body moved. With a sudden step under his feet, all the bluestones in the courtyard were shattered.
A sound like thunderous explosions suddenly rolled through the air.
A stream of masculine thoughts and blood burst out from his body like a rolling furnace, and the whole person shot out with huge force and rushed directly towards Zhu Yi.
boom!
Under this momentum, Li Shenguang and Xie Wenyuan were both people who could see the spirit of the article. In addition, they were profoundly knowledgeable, and their expressions suddenly changed. They blurted out and their voices trembled violently:
"What, this Hong Yi, at such a young age, is at the peak of immortality!"
What is this concept? His martial arts cultivation is comparable to the sixth level of thunder calamity. He has accumulated a lot of energy in his body and is almost on the verge of becoming a creator. The next step is to know everything and be able to challenge the creator.
Gong Yangyu, who has been practicing for hundreds of years, is at this level, and he has been unable to break through the big barrier of "one aperture can understand all a hundred apertures".
How did this young man named Hong Yi practice? He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he had reached such a state.
But it was no longer their turn to think too much.
Boom!
Hong Yi made a move with tremendous force in an instant. He reached forward with one hand and spread his fingers like a big dustpan. He approached more than ten steps in an instant and slammed it down on Zhu Yi's head.
With this shot, there was a sound of cracking silk in the air, as if the space was cracked in an instant, and the void rippled like water waves in circles!
"Good mudra! The heel and foot of this martial arts is not inferior to the past Amitabha Sutra and the future Wusheng Sutra. If I hadn't obtained all the human immortal acupoints, I might have to avoid the subtleties in this palm." It's sharp, but..."
Zhu Yi's eyes flashed slightly, and he did not dodge under this palm. Lightning flashed in his sleeves and robes. He closed his fingers and raised his arms!
Wow!
Two lifetimes of martial arts experience, coupled with his own flesh and blood that was also at the peak of human immortality, boiled into the sky!
He raised his fist and slammed it into Hong Yi's big handprint!
Boom boom boom! !
A fist bump. Immediately, the earth in the small courtyard trembled violently like a dragon turning over, and terrifying fluctuations shook out from the center of the two people, causing the billowing dust and sand to rush up to the sky!
"What, Zhu Yi is also at the peak of human immortality. What kind of monsters are these..."
Xie Wenyuan and Li Shenguang were completely dumbfounded when they saw the momentum of the fist-to-palm collision between the two people. They almost forgot about the shaking of the earth and mountains around them, the billowing of smoke and dust, and the hurricane-like airflow coming from the collision!
In the middle of the fight, the two of them exchanged punches and palms.
Hong Yi's arms were numb and his heart was trembling. His first shot was without any reservation. He used all his strength, but it came back without success.
boom!
The two bodies collapsed at the same time!
"Well, I have acquired the 'Hongmeng Parasitism Technique' which has devoured the cultivation essence of 3,962 people from the Daluo sect in the past three years. This means that nearly 4,000 people have been helping me practice in the past three years, so that I can achieve this in three years. , came from nothing, cultivated to the peak of human immortality, this Zhu Yi is actually at the same level as me, how is this possible, could he have been practicing since he was born?!"
"Very good, in that case, let's try my ultimate killing move!"
Hong Yi's expression suddenly became indifferent, his body retreated slightly in mid-air, and then turned back in a flash of lightning. He huffed and puffed up a whirlwind, and his arms suddenly grew in size and turned ferocious blood red.
Hongmeng Parasite!
This palm struck again, invisible to the naked eye, as if there were thousands of small insects like dragons and snakes flying around under the skin.
It seems to be able to devour and parasitize everything in the world, and no force can stop it!
"What kind of trick is this?"
Zhu Yi woke up with a start, and instinctively noticed that the hairs on his body stood up. In a ten thousandth of a second, he said to himself:
"It seems there is no need to test, just decide the outcome directly!"
Huhuhu~~
The moment Hong Yi's palm struck, thoughts the size of a human head suddenly rushed out of Zhu Yi's head, and they gathered in a flash of lightning:
"The past is Amitabha, the past is immortal, the future is lifeless, and the future is infinite."
The Taoism of Daizen Temple, the past and future vacuum Mahamudra!
Wow~
A golden Buddha light that dyed the whole courtyard suddenly illuminated the sky and the earth. A huge Buddha figure made a big handprint, towered over the small courtyard, and covered Hong Yi's small body.
Comparing a Big Buddha and Hong Yi of normal height, it's like Hong Yi is an ant covered under the palm of the Big Buddha.
"Taoist skills are at the peak of the sixth level of thunder tribulation. I feel like I can survive the seventh level of thunder tribulation!"
"And this magical power, this... is the supreme Taoist scripture of the Great Zen Temple. Wasn't the Great Zen Temple destroyed by the imperial court more than ten years ago!"
Hong Yi changed his color slightly and felt a vague power to fight for hegemony and turn things around:
"How is it possible? What is the background of this person!!"
boom!
With a collision of palms, Hong Yi's Hongmeng parasite's big hand touched the palm of the giant Buddha, and instantly burst out with immeasurable blood and exploded. He wanted to completely swallow the giant Buddha's hand, but he was killed by one of the "penetrating the past and future". Overbearing artistic conception suppresses.
this moment.
Zhu Yi's eyes flashed slightly:
"Okay, it's time to complete the fourth task!"
boom!
But just when he had just stepped forward, preparing to unite his body and soul to defeat the intruder Hong Yi, suddenly, a cold and majestic voice exploded directly into the void of the small courtyard:
"The Amitabha Sutra of the past! The Sutra of No Life in the future! Since the destruction of the Great Zen Temple, these scriptures of the Great Zen Temple have fallen into the hands of Meng Shenji. You, Zhu Yi, you are the man of Meng Shenji! It's true! What a little beast!"
Amidst the majestic voice, a big hand stretched out from the void, tore open the space in the sky in the courtyard, and stepped out with his hands behind his back. Behind him, a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown like a god king could be vaguely seen.
boom!
While shouting indifferently, Li Shenguang and Xie Wenyuan instantly recognized the identity of the owner of the voice.
Hong Xuanji!
Hong Xuanji, who had just returned with Prince Yang Pan a year ago, was conferred the title of Grand Master by the emperor upon his return.
Hong Xuanji, Hong Yi...
In an instant, they understood Hong Yi's identity.
Li Shenguang watched Hong Xuanji walk out of the void, domineering, arrogant, and extremely cold and ruthless.
"Meng Shenji, how dare you arrange for such a little beast to steal Hong Yi's luck. I will kill him now. Even if he is the sub-sage of the Hundred Saints, he must die today!!!"
As soon as he appeared, he clenched his fist and hit Zhu Yi!
His face was twisted and red, and he roared out without fear of death, shouting:
"Hong Xuanji, you are so courageous. Just because your son did not win the first prize, you attack the real number one scholar who can make a hundred saints sing together. Stop it! Otherwise, you will be criticized by the people of the world and drowned in saliva! "
However, he, a scholar, could barely even step forward in front of Hong Xuanji who was attacking with all his strength.
His whole body trembled under the pressure of the fist that could make the world tremble. He knelt down uncontrollably and could only watch the white fist struck by Hong Xuanji.
With one punch, a boxing idea filled the world, occupying all tangible and intangible thoughts.
Zhu Yi's expression changed slightly in the hospital:
"This fist spirit, the peak derived from flesh and blood, is two levels higher than my physical body, and is close to the momentum of my father Zhu Xi. This is Hong Yi's father Hong Xuanji..."
At this time, there was only a thought brought about by Hong Xuanji's punch in his eyes, mind, and thoughts!
With one punch, there are countless wheels among them, and it can be seen that thousands of gods are pushing the wheels to rotate, turning the life and death of all living beings!
wheel!
The wheel of life and death!
The wheel of life and death!
This punching intention shot directly into the sky from the small courtyard, shocking the entire Jade Capital City.
Somewhere the ram raised its head in shock:
"What, this is Hong Xuanji's wheel of life and death, and it has actually reached such an extent!"
Yang Pan in the palace also raised his eyes slightly, seeing everything before and after Hong Xuanji's action:
"It turns out that Zhu Yi was trained by Meng Shenji. I asked, how could Hong Yi's identity as the Son of the Era be taken away by an unknown person? If Xuanji takes action, just kill this Ya Sheng. Meng Shenji The sub-sage cultivated by the divine machine, even if he is a sub-sage and has the power of scholars in the world, he must be killed!!!"
But at this moment, Yang Pan's murderous intention increased infinitely.
suddenly.
A voice as clear as a dragon's roar sounded in the sky above Yujing City, causing millions of people in Yujing City to hear it and raise their heads:
"Yang Pan, Hong Xuanji, you are seeking death."
Suddenly I heard these words, the tone was extremely calm, without any fluctuation, as if he was saying a word quietly,
Thousands of people in the entire Jade City, all scholars, scholars, merchants, traffickers, brothel girls, etc., were all shocked:
"What? Who dares to speak to Emperor Daqian and the Grand Master like this?"
"Just call Emperor Yang Pan, Grand Master Hong Xuanji is just a taboo, and you dare to say that they are looking for death!!"
Who has such courage? !
"Dream God Machine!!!"
In the palace, Yang Pan suddenly roared and raised his head...
I saw a white-clothed Taoist stepping forward in the starry sky beyond the vast world at the end of my vision.
The man was outside the sky and stepped toward the world with one kick!
boom!
At this moment, all the people in Yujing City felt as if the sky was about to be trampled by something. They all looked up in shock, only to see...
From the vast clouds, a huge paw emerged.
Only the soles of the feet can be seen, and at most the ankles can be seen. As for the legs and body further up, you can't see, you can't see what the person's true body looks like.
It was as if the body behind this foot was unimaginably huge in the universe.
boom! ! !
In the small courtyard, Hong Xuanji, who was about to punch Zhu Yi on the head with the Wheel of Life and Death, felt the pressure rolling on top of his head, as if the stars in the universe were falling. The veins on his face instantly burst out, and he shouted to the sky:
"Mengshenji, you finally appeared!!"
At the end of his gaze, there was that big foot, stepping down on him, as if it was going to crush him to death like an ant!
