An irresistible chill swept through the whole body, and even the mountain chiefs of Lizong Academy could no longer maintain the appearance of moral gentlemen at this time.
There was a horrified look on each face.
They had never thought that there would be someone in this world who could sneak up behind them so quietly without being noticed by them who had joined forces to form a formation.
You must know that even Meng Shenji, the master of Taishangdao who is known as the best master in the world, is far from being able to do this.
His heart was trembling, but the principals of the Academy of Science still forced themselves to speak.
"Who is the master? This is a dispute between schools of thought. I hope you will not interfere!"
The purpose of pointing out this dispute over school concepts is to warn the unknown person that this is not only a problem between them, but also involves the entire world's behemoth of righteous Taoism.
No matter how powerful a person is, he must consider the impact on these righteous paths.
Internal fighting is one aspect, but when other outsiders are involved, many things are difficult to explain clearly.
It has to be said that these directors of the Neo-Confucian Academy are all talented people. After realizing that the incoming people are invincible, they immediately think of other ways to contain them, pull the tiger's skin, move backers, use righteousness to suppress people, and find moral advantages. This has always been the case.
Fake Taoism with a mellow and Confucian style on the surface is the most common thing to do.
It's a pity that they met characters who have never existed in this world, and everything they relied on was just illusion!
"Brother Zhao!"
Hong Yi's eyes were filled with joy. No one knew Zhao Yougan's skills better than him.
Although Zhao Youqian did not show off his combat power casually, looking at Nu Liang Hua Lao occasionally showing a little bit of power, it can be regarded as the owner of Zhutian Xiaoguan who has inherited half of the skills of the Lord of Demons.
It is an existence that is absolutely beyond imagination.
Even the careless Yan Chixia's cultivation that she occasionally showed has surpassed anyone Hong Yi has seen now, let alone the unfathomable old masters Zhang Zhiwei and Nu Liang Hua Lao?
Not to mention there are others with different power systems and amazing powers.
Zhao Youqian once admitted that although he was not as good as Nuliang Huaiao and others, his fighting skills were definitely good. Of course, generally speaking, no diners at Zhutian Restaurant would care about this.
However, Hong Yi heard about it and remembered it.
You must know that although Hong Yi's mental state is quite high, his combat power can only be ranked below the average level in Zhutian Xiaoguan.
Of course, for the Eastern practice system, the upper limit is determined by the character of the mind, but if you really want to fully possess that level of strength, it is still very early with the stack of dishes at Zhutian Xiaotuan.
The reason why his combat power is now comparable to that of the peak of a junior Immortal is because he has combined other cultivation systems and stepped up his practice without worrying about consuming his original energy.
Even so, although his Qi and blood are huge, he still has not condensed his fist spirit. His martial arts realm is only the intermediate level of a martial saint. Although his combat power is strong, there are still many omissions. This is why he has taken advantage of this time.
It means to hunt around, check for deficiencies, fill in the gaps, and improve your own martial arts system.
Of course, after Zhao You did it this time, he was too lazy to play these chase and escape games with these hypocrites and villains!
Seeing Zhao Youqian appear, Hong Yi's eyes lit up, and then he smiled.
"They're just chickens and dogs!"
"Big brother, wait for the little brother for a few rounds..."
He didn't dare to look back, but even so, the masters from Daluo Sect and Lizong were still very angry by Hong Yi's words.
For a moment, he didn't even care about the threats from the experts behind him, his eyes filled with anger.
"What a yellow-haired boy, he's still young and he still dares to bark!"
Especially those who are at the peak of the Martial Saints are all great masters who have understood the spirit of the fist. Even if they enter the imperial court, they are still generals who lead the battle.
Even if his fist intention is not pure enough now, he still looks a lot more powerful than Hong Yi, who has the fighting power of a human being but no fist intention.
"How dare Shu Zian speak nonsense!"
As soon as the thought came to his mind, the extremely surging fist spirit burst out, like a divine tiger that chooses people and loves them. In the bloody storm, the madness is revealed!
The Martial Saint roared angrily, and the whole world seemed to be cleansed by something, and then terrifying energy, blood, and essence rose into the sky.
The muscles and fascia all over the body suddenly swelled, as if he had become a little giant, stepping forward with three feet and rushing towards Hong Yi.
The ferocious aura has not yet arrived, but it is already coming like a huge mountain.
Even though Hong Yi's cultivation and character had not wavered at all, he couldn't help but show a cautious look.
Knowing that he still underestimated these Da Luo sect martial saints!
However, Hong Yi said that he would deal with them after a few rounds, so naturally he couldn't let Zhao Youqian see the joke.
There was no strength in his whole body. When the energy flowing in his body was released, the martial saint who took action felt as if a strong wind was rising from the ground.
The next moment, there was thunder on dry land!
"scold!"
A sound like a thunderbolt and thunder exploded, and Hong Yi didn't make any physical movements. He just uttered words in his mouth, and then slowly punched out with palms and fists.
It was as if there was a sage article circulating, and the sky trembled!
The air trembled slightly.
At the same time, the expression of the peak martial saint of the Daluo sect changed.
Exclaimed in surprise.
"How is that possible? Fist intention?!"
However, before he could finish his words, there was a sound like a tree breaking, announcing the fate of this martial saint.
The sooner you come, the sooner you get back!
At the point where the fists and palms met, Hong Yi slapped his fist directly back to the chest of the Da Luo sect martial saint. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the martial saint was unable to fight back at all.
Hengfei fell to the ground, leaving a deep mark, and the huge hole in his heart was destroyed by the real energy in Hong Yi's palm, leaving no possibility of repair.
So much so that the Martial Saint, whose vitality was not as strong as that of a mortal, could not utter even a single last word and died suddenly on the spot!
At this time, the other first-class masters of the gods and ghosts present came to their senses from Hong Yi's roar.
Not to mention Hong Yi's martial arts prowess, which killed a martial saint with one palm, the ghosts and immortals from the Southeast Neo-Confucian Academy and Da Luo Sect were extremely frightened by the stinging pain that was sent back to them from the soul.
After all, if anyone knew that what they had been preparing to capture was not a wolf dog that occasionally bared its teeth, but a ferocious beast that chose people to eat, their legs would tremble and they would be unable to control themselves.
You must know that the psychological construction of the two is quite different.
Looking at the elder of the Da Luo sect who had lost his voice, the remaining people looked pale, with tigers in front and dragons behind them, and they could hardly see any hope that they could survive.
What's more important is that they didn't expect that after being hunted for three days, Hong Yi would still retain so many tricks!
...
Three days later, Hong Yi reappeared in the capital of Southern Province.
The elders and masters of the Da Luo sect who had secretly pursued Hong Yi before, as well as several famous Confucian scholars in Neo-Confucianism, were all missing.
The aftermath affected the southeastern provinces, and even the big shots in Yujing were shocked!