Ying Beibei almost went crazy after listening to Yun Yi's words.
She rolled her eyes and said, "What are you talking about? I almost killed someone, okay?"
"Yeah?"
Yun Yi smiled and said to the man standing in the middle of the road, shrouded in black robes: "Do you think you will be killed if I don't stop you?"
"Won't."
The man spoke, his voice hoarse, like a demon from hell.
Ying Beibei was also startled, and then asked: "What does he mean?"
"Isn't it obvious what he said?" Yun Yi curled his lips and said, "You can't kill him."
"Is he a master?" Ying Beibei asked in surprise.
"Yes." Yun Yi nodded.
"How high?"
"I guess it's as tall as a building."
"how do you know?"
"Don't believe it?"
Yun Yi said, suddenly grabbed the Kawasaki motorcycle beside him and threw it towards the man in black robe.
ah?
Ying Beibei exclaimed, feeling incredible about Yun Yi's power and also incredible about Yun Yi's behavior. Was he going to smash the man to death?
The next moment, sword light flashed.
The motorcycle thrown by Yun Yi suddenly split into two and flew past the man on both sides.
The motorcycle that was cut in half had neat cuts, as if it had been cut flat by a cutting machine.
Ying Beibei opened her mouth wide, stared at her big eyes, and asked in surprise: "Is this true?"
"it is true."
Yun Yi nodded. He knew that in Yanjing where Wang Qinlong was in charge, cultivators basically did not dare to show off too much in Yanjing. Therefore, even if the younger generation of major families knew about the existence of cultivators, they had not been exposed to powerful cultivators.
But not many.
The man in the black cloak took out a knife at this time.
Just now, Yun Yi thought at first glance that the opponent was holding a sword, but now that he saw it clearly, he realized that it was a sword, a samurai sword from the island country.
However, the shape of the katana is slightly different, because there are three asymmetrical notches on the blade of the katana. It does not look like it was specially made, but like it was cut out by something.
Yun Yi said to the cloaked man: "Are you from the island country?"
"no."
The cloaked man shook his head and said: "Just because I use a samurai sword does not mean that I am an island native, and it is not important. Have you heard of six blades?"
"Six blades?" Yun Yi shook his head, "I've never heard of it."
The cloaked man's hand gently caressed the blade of his samurai sword, as if he were caressing a woman, gentle and affectionate.
Perhaps in the eyes of men, this is a sign of obsession, but in the eyes of Yun Yi and Ying Beibei, they can't help but wonder, is this guy a pervert?
Then, the man pointed to the three notches on the blade and said: "There are three notches on my six blades. The first notch was left when Gu Xilai, the old Taoist of Junshan, was killed. The second notch was made by cutting off
The third gap was left when he cut through the Sword King Peak of Bai Tuo Mountain with one sword."
Yun Yi said "Oh". The other party was obviously pretending to be critical, so naturally he wouldn't care.
The cloaked man continued: "I know your situation. In the world of monasticism, you are a genius among geniuses. At such an age, you have entered the realm of transformation into gods. No wonder even the prince is impressed by you. So...
.”
The man in the cloak changed his voice and said, "I am looking forward to the battle with you. Maybe after killing you, my six blades will have a fourth gap."
"So confident?"
Yun Yi was surprised. This guy knew that he was at the God Transformation realm, but under such circumstances, he was still talking shamelessly in front of him.
In other words, this person doesn’t even pay attention to the masters of the Divine Realm?