Chapter four hundred and ninety third one palm flying
Fu Yao is not only a little hot pepper, but also an indifferent scumbag. If Zhou Yi hadn't gotten to know her thoroughly and realized that this pretty woman was quite pure-hearted, he might have killed Fu Yao as a witch.
Of course, Zhou Yi could only dare to think about the idea of killing him. He didn't even have the courage to face Fu Yao directly now.
It's all because Zhou Yi's behavior of leaving Fu Yao alone in Beidou Mountain was a bit too much. A young girl put aside her dignity and ran to Beidou Mountain and stated that she wanted to marry him, but Zhou Yi was better off and kept silent.
He sneaked down the mountain alone and even said hello to others. He didn't know what Fu Yao's expression would be after knowing the situation at that time.
At this time, after Fu Xiaoyun in the hall had silenced the elder with a few words, another equally heroic voice rang out from a place closer to the entrance of the hall, and Zhou Yi was quite impressed by this voice.
"Haha, what Brother Fu said is wrong. Everyone here admires Leader Zhang's ability. However, although the leaders and elders of various sects present know what Leader Zhang is capable of, thousands of sects outside may not be convinced by Leader Zhang. Now
Those hypocrites of the righteous way are still trying to conquer Guangmingding. It’s okay for us to have internal chaos for a while, but if there is another problem after the fighting starts, it will be a big deal..."
This person did not deliberately target anyone when he spoke. Instead, he stated the issues that needed to be faced in a matter-of-fact manner. However, his argument was the same as that of the previous elder, in order to prevent Zhang Wuji from assuming the position of chief leader. It was just that this
People speak with so much scheming that it is difficult for people to refute them openly.
Fu Xiaoyun is not an idiot. Although this person speaks eloquently, if he pursues his true purpose, he certainly has no good intentions. Although he doesn't know how to refute, Fu Xiaoyun still said in a sarcastic tone:
"Headmaster Ren is really good at talking. In the final analysis, he still has hopes for the position of chief leader. Hehe, since you all want to hold the position of chief leader, if you don't prevent it, you will draw a line. This will be a big enemy at the moment.
Now, why are you still playing here?!"
"Hey! We don't like hearing what Master Fu is saying. What does it mean to play tricks? Aren't we all doing this to better resist the siege of those bastards from the righteous path? What's wrong with choosing a chief leader that everyone is convinced of?
good?"
"Yes, I heard that Master Fu went crazy a year ago because of his secret knowledge of the Zhen Sect, and was finally saved by Master Zhang of the Ming Cult. Could it be that you supported Master Zhang like this just to repay this kindness?"
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"Our Seven Directions Sect and Brother Fu's Yin-Yang Sect have a close relationship. Whatever Brother Fu says is whatever he says. If anyone is not convinced, just say so!!"
After just a few words, the words of the leaders of various forces in the Kung Fu Hall were filled with the smell of gunpowder. Wei Yixiao clenched his fists when he heard it outside, his face full of anger. He turned to look at Zhou Yi, who was expressionless, and saw him
With a calm look on his face, as if he wasn't worried at all, Wei Yixiao said angrily:
"Brother Long, after all, Leader Zhang is also your sworn brother. Don't you feel angry that he is being put in such a difficult position by Ren Woxing and others?"
Zhou Yi, who was next to him, was immediately stunned when he heard this. After hearing Ren Woxing's voice, he was thinking about the plot missions of the Wanjiao Conference players related to Ren Woxing, the overlord, so he couldn't help but be a little distracted. Now
Hearing Wei Yixiao's slightly complaining words, he couldn't help but reply in a funny voice:
"Haha, there is nothing to be angry about. Let me ask you, if another sect held such a conference today and my elder brother took you to attend, would you fight for a better position for Brother Zhang?"
When Zhou Yi asked this question, Wei Yixiao replied matter-of-factly:
"Of course!"
As soon as he said this, Wei Yixiao immediately scratched his head. It seemed that what those people in the hall were doing was exactly what he would do in that situation. What he said was a bit too natural.
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After Zhou Yi saw Wei Yixiao's sarcastic expression, he no longer meant to laugh at him. After considering his words, Zhou Yi said via voice:
"This is actually a very simple question that is bound to happen. The Jianghu world is a world that relies on fists to speak. If they are not convinced, it is too simple. Can't I just ask my elder brother to convince them one by one? Of course.
The eldest brother is the biggest leader of the entire Mingjiao. It’s hard to take this challenge personally, so let’s just help him..."
After Zhou Yi said this, an excited smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he walked towards the hall. After hearing this, he also knew what the situation was in the hall. I am afraid it is time to rely on his fists to speak.
Zhou Yi decided to go in and have a hard time. While doing something for his eldest brother, he also completely made his name known.
"Haha! Dear sect leaders, sect masters, and leaders, if you come down a step too late, please forgive me, please forgive me..."
As soon as they turned a corner, Wei Yixiao, who was chasing Zhou Yi quickly, saw Zhou Yi with an unconcealed false smile on his face. He entered the hall with his arms folded, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart:
"Everyone can see the fake smile on this kid's face. He actually laughed without hiding it. Does this guy want everyone in the hall to know that he is just perfunctory?...
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Although the smile on Zhou Yi's face was extremely bright, it made everyone in the hall feel uncomfortable and helpless. It was all because this guy was so fake. He greeted everyone with such an obvious perfunctory smile. This was not a shame.
What?
Zhou Yi's smile was weak, so before he finished speaking, someone started asking for trouble with a look of disdain on his face.
"Where did this little baby come from? Didn't you see that your grandfathers are still talking about big things? Hurry up and run around! Is this the arrival port that you just came in casually? No big or small!"
This was said quite arrogantly, and the tone was also full of contempt for Zhou Yi. After all, judging from Zhou Yi's appearance, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and almost all the bigger sects had arrived at the Wanjiao Conference.
Those who didn't come didn't exist for this person to worry about, so he spoke with extra arrogance and disdain.
As soon as he entered the door, he was slapped in the head. Although it was exactly what Zhou Yi was looking forward to, he was still a little depressed. This person was really disrespectful when he spoke, so let's just smile fake enough and be hypocritical enough.
Yes, but at least he was polite enough, right? This guy actually opened his mouth and started swearing.
Zhou Yi turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. Hey, he turned out to be a handsome man in purple shirt who looked like a white-faced scholar in his thirties or forties. However, he looked arrogant and proud.
The disdainful expression really ruined the atmosphere, which also made Zhou Yi unable to say anything nice to him.
"Does this person have a problem with my little brother? Haha, I haven't asked for advice yet. What's your last name?"
"Hehe, you deserve to know my mother..., damn! Damn you little bastard! How dare you insult me with words?!!!"
After the handsome man in purple shirt heard Zhou Yi's question, he originally wanted to rudely laugh at the ungrateful boy opposite him, but he realized only halfway through his words that he was actually being bullied by this boy in front of so many famous seniors.
He was playing with his face, and immediately he was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke, and a "whoosh!" sound broke through the air, and the figure of the man in purple appeared next to Zhou Yi in a flash.
"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute, I'm so careless, I'm not responsible for beating you to death!!!"
Zhou Yi had a good-tongued expression on his face. He backed away continuously as he spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he was prepared to prevent the man in purple from making an angry move. This man's cultivation level was only at the early stage of a master level. If he had to deal with ordinary people,
If the player is a master, it may be as easy as playing against three or five, but in Zhou Yi's hands, it can only be done with a few moves.
"Damn little bastard, no matter who your elder is today, I will teach you a lesson!!!"
The man in the purple shirt had an angry look on his face. He was insulted by a junior in front of so many sect bosses. No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't let it go. What's more, he was not an easy person to talk to. He said this.
, the man in purple shirt exchanged his palms, and a mountain-like sea of true energy suddenly spurted out from his palms, and fiercely rushed towards Zhou Yi.
Cloud-dispelling Palm - Stormy Clouds!!!
This move actually used his famous secret skill 'Pailing Cloud Palm'!
"Mo Yunzhi! How dare you kill me at the Mingjiao Temple?!"
"Master Mo, stay here!"
"stop!!!"
"This person is a master-level expert, Zhou Lang, hide quickly!!!"
The moment Mo Yunzhi, the man in purple shirt, took action with an annoyed look on his face, all kinds of shouts suddenly sounded in the entire hall. There were men and women in the shouts, and most of them were heard by Zhou Yi. For example, Zhang Wuji
, Wei Yixiao, and Fu Yao, whose name "Zhou Lang" made Zhou Yi's heart tremble...
However, no matter how Zhang Wuji, Wei Yixiao, Fu Yao, Yang Xiao and others were frightened, worried, or angrily tried to stop him, at this time, because Mo Yunzhi's attack was too sudden, even Zhang Wuji, who had the highest level of cultivation,
They didn't even have time to save Zhou Yi, just when several people waited with angry faces to clean up Mo Yunzhi after the move was over.
Zhou Yi's next performance shocked everyone present, and they stared blankly at the scene in a daze.
Zhou Yi still kept a smile on his face, stepped slightly with his left and right feet to both sides, put his left hand behind his back, and lightly patted Mo Yunzhi with his right hand seemingly lightly.
"Bang!!!"
"ah!!!"
—1681000!!!
The one who screamed was not the young Zhou Yi as everyone present imagined, but Mo Yunzhi, who had already become one of the top masters. Especially the scream he blurted out and the scarlet blood line spraying in the air, it was even more...
Everyone present was so shocked that they couldn't understand why the ending was so unexpected.
"this……"
"Oh my God! Who is this little guy? His internal strength is even stronger than that of Grandmaster Mo Yunzhi?!"
"Zhou, Zhou Lang, he, why is he suddenly so powerful?"
"Haha, it seems that Qiu Ye's strength has increased a lot during this trip to the Central Plains. I think Senior Fang will be very happy when he finds out..."
Amidst a series of cries of exclamation, disbelief, relief, surprise, etc., Zhou Yi stood with his palms in an extremely cool manner, and spoke to Mo Yunzhi, who was flying away in a neutral tone:
"As I said, I will strike very hard..." (To be continued.)
