Chu Yiyi finally consumed all the talisman refining materials in his hand. He stretched out his waist and pushed open the door. The weather was not kind and the rain was pouring down.
In the courtyard, Mo Ji practiced boxing without hesitation, and his fists and kicks were very powerful. Even if the rain fell from his face, it had no effect on him at all.
Xie Ran'er held an umbrella for Xie Qingyi and stood in front of Mo Ji. When she saw Chu Yiliu come out, her eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "Brother Yiliu, you're out."
Xie Qingyi and Mo Ji looked over at the same time.
Chu Yiliu nodded and said, "Master, are you feeling better recently?"
Xie Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "It's getting better now."
Mo Ji chuckled, the power of Qi and blood surged in his hands, stirring up rainwater, and punched Chu Yiliu, saying: "Brother Yiliu, we haven't tried it for a long time, let's practice!"
The rainwater was lifted up by his fist and shot towards Chu Yiliu like an arrow. Chu Yiliu was caught off guard and was splashed with mud and water.
He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You damn fat man, you dare to sneak attack on me."
Immediately he took a step forward, the energy and blood all over his body surged, and he unleashed his mighty strength and blasted towards Mo Ji.
"Wow." Mo Ji shouted, moving like a dragon and a tiger, he also displayed the strength of the Eight Desolate Bulls. The power of the billowing energy and blood turned into the momentum of a galloping bull. His fists were like the horns of a bull, pushing towards Chu Yiliu.
Mo Ji is now at the peak of the early stage of the Boiling Blood Realm, and coupled with his abnormal physique, his power is not inferior to that of the monks in the middle stage of the Boiling Blood Realm.
Chu Yiliu had always been curious about what kind of physique Mo Ji had and why his resilience was so amazing. He was almost crippled by Supreme Master Hua in Donghai Academy, but he could still stand up.
Moreover, after Bahuang Mangniu Jin was trained by Mo Ji, the power of Qi and blood stimulated was faintly filled with black energy, like a demon god coming to the world, adding a hint of fierceness.
Seeing his punch, Chu Yiliu's clothes also surged, and the power of energy and blood rolled out, killing him. The power of energy and blood turned into surging wild cattle and collided with each other.
Because of practicing the Hunyuan Mu Tian Jue, Chu Yiliu's reckless bull is a little more agile. It is not as chilling as Mo Ji.
boom...
The two of them were fighting against each other, and all the veins in Mo Ji's body popped out. There were rumbling sounds inside his body, as if a demon was about to roar out of his body, and the black light overflowing from his spiritual blood became more and more dazzling.
"Huh?" Chu Yiliu felt that after Mo Ji's energy and blood turned black, the power suddenly increased several times, forcing him to retreat.
Is this spiritual blood?
Chu Yiliu was shocked and confused. He had never seen black spiritual blood before, and he had heard from Mo Ji when he refined the spiritual blood.
Spiritual blood comes out!
His eyes darkened, wanting to see how powerful Mo Ji's black spiritual blood was. The five colors of spiritual light were intertwined, his heart was beating powerfully, and Chu Yiliu's body was covered in five colors.
He and Mo Ji used the same moves, but one was like the devil coming, and the other was like the Nine Heavens.
Xie Ran'er's eyes sparkled and she asked in surprise: "Dad, why do they use the same technique but have completely different effects?"
Xie Qingyi frowned slightly. He had taught Mo Ji to practice for so many days, and he also vaguely felt that there was something different about Mo Ji that was different from ordinary people. For example, he didn't have the slightest understanding of spiritual energy, but he had an extraordinary understanding of qi and blood.
In Mo Ji's hands, the Qinglong Mu Tian Jue became a pure body training method. Xie Qingyi was depressed about this for a long time and could not find the reason. Now it seems that Mo Ji's physique is indeed different from ordinary people.
boom...
Chu Yiliu used the power of spiritual blood to finally force Mo Ji out. Five-color spiritual light was woven all over his body, and after punching out, the energy and blood turned into five-color bulls and rampaged.
Mo Ji was forced to have no choice but to shout loudly: "I surrender, I surrender."
The feeling of being pressed down and beaten like this is really unpleasant.
Chu Yiyi stopped his hand and said with a smile: "What's the matter with the black blood on your body?"
Mo Ji scratched his head and said: "I don't know what's going on. Since the last time Hua Taishang was beaten, these black blood will appear when I use my full power of Qi and blood. They seem to be able to bless me."
My attack power."
Could this be a different kind of spiritual blood?
Chu Yiyi touched his chin and pondered to himself. After a moment, he raised his head and said, "So, when will you go to Jubao Pavilion to buy some Five Elements spiritual blood and come back and start tempering the spiritual blood."
"Okay." Mo Ji agreed angrily.
Only by tempering spiritual blood can one truly enter the middle stage of the boiling blood realm.
While he was speaking, Chu Yiliu suddenly frowned and looked around. He only heard several rustling sounds in the air, and six people wearing raincoats stood on the courtyard wall.
The man at the far east was vaguely the leader of the six. Although he was wearing a raincoat, not a drop of water fell on it.
He looked at the four people in the courtyard and squinted: "Who is Chu Yiliu?"
There was a condescending tone in his tone, which made Chu Yiliu frown slightly.
Wow...
At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.
"That's me." Chu Yiyi took a step forward, looked at the person coming, and said calmly.
"I want to spar with you!" The man seemed to have given an unquestionable order and waved his hand to signal everyone around him to retreat.
A cold light suddenly appeared, and he moved.
A monk in the first level of Ningyun Realm!
Chu Yiliu had a look of confusion on his face, he walked up to him and wanted to compete with him. What is the origin of this person?
However, the opponent has already attacked in front of him.
"Ancient Dragon Elephant Fist!"
Chu Yiliu snorted coldly, and nine rays of spiritual power spiraled out, shaking away all the rainwater around him. The spiritual power turned into the power of a dragon and elephant, and blasted towards the incoming person.
roar...
A roar rang out, and a dragon-elephant galloping suddenly appeared in front of Chu Yiliu, carrying the power of rain. The spiritual sword in the man's hand volleyed out with a nine-point sword flower. Looking at the power of the move, it was that of a famous master.
"The low-level swordsmanship of the earth-level swordsmanship - Huanyu Swordsmanship."
The nine sword flowers instantly turned into nine-clawed rain dragons and pounced on Chu Yiliu. The nine-clawed rain dragons roared up, stirring up drops of rain like jade stones breaking into pieces.
Chu's first-class dragon-elephant power roared upwards to the sky. The dragon-elephant came out of the mountain, overwhelming the mountains and rivers with its energy, surging up the power of the surrounding rainwater, and pounced on the nine-clawed rain dragon.
The Dragon Elephant and the Nine-clawed Rain Dragon were torn together. With a roaring momentum, the Nine-clawed Rain Dragon's sharp claws tore at the Dragon Elephant's body, causing cracks to appear on the Dragon Elephant's body. The Dragon Elephant faced up and charged towards the sky, almost blasting the Nine-Clawed Rain Dragon.
into pieces.
boom...
The man with his sword was thrown away and hit against the courtyard wall.
"Young Master." A group of people in raincoats on the courtyard wall immediately surrounded him and helped him up.
"Get out of the way." The young master pushed them all away and shouted: "This young master is wearing a raincoat and cannot use his fists and feet. Otherwise, how could he be defeated by this kid!"
The sword in his hand shone brightly, cutting through the raincoat on his body, and threw it to the people behind him.
At this time, Chu Yiyi could clearly see the face of the person who came. He was only about twenty years old, with a delicate face and appearance. He was dressed in rich and jade clothes, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looked like he was either rich or noble.
"Chu Yiyi is indeed well-deserved for his reputation. If you can force me to do my best, you are worthy of the title of genius." The young man raised his eyebrows and said proudly.
The sword in his hand flashed with a cold light.
"Remember, my name is Fengbai!"
Before he finished speaking, Fengbai moved.
Xie Qingyi frowned slightly and muttered: "Feng family?"
Mo Ji wondered: "Master Xie, is he from the Feng family of the royal family?"
Xie Qingyi looked at Feng Bai a lot, nodded slowly and said, "It should be the Feng family."
The Feng family is the national surname of the Tianfeng Empire. In Donghai Mansion, only the master's lineage has the surname Feng, so it is easy to determine the identity of the visitor.
After taking off his raincoat, Feng Bai took action with all his strength, and all four spiritual restraints above the sword light were unsealed. The surrounding rain instantly vaporized into mist, making everyone's view somewhat unreal.
In the rain and fog, there was a faint roar of ferocious beasts, shocking everyone's minds.
The corners of Chu Yiliu's mouth raised slightly, and he stepped on Liuying steps and rushed directly into the rain and mist. Wang Lingyan opened his eyes, and the rain and mist that was originally used to confuse everyone seemed to be nothing in Chu Yiliu's eyes.
But Feng Bai didn't know. He thought that with the help of the right time and place, Huan Yu Sword Technique would definitely be able to defeat Chu Yiliu today.
He just took this opportunity to become famous and let his father see that he was stronger than his elder brother!
A proud smile appeared on Feng Bai's lips. With the help of the rain and mist, he moved towards Chu Liuliu, intending to sneak attack him.
"Spirit Locking Hand!"
The corner of Chu Yiliu's mouth raised. When he felt that Feng Bai was about to come, his figure suddenly moved. Liu Ying stepped to the extreme, his figure turned into an afterimage, and suddenly jumped in front of Feng Bai.
"Ah? How could this happen?" Feng Bai's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
Before he could make a move with his prepared sword, he was imprisoned in place by Chu Yiliu.
The surrounding rain and fog dispersed immediately without the support of Fengbai's spiritual power.
"Is this your method?" Chu Yiliu chuckled and shook his head.
Feng Bai's attendants rushed forward one after another and shouted: "Master, are you okay?"
"What did you do to our young master?"
"Bold, dare to attack the palace lord's son!"
When a group of attendants saw that Feng Bai was motionless, they immediately shouted harshly. Chu Yiliu raised the corners of his mouth and said, "If you don't want him to die, just shut up."
There was a look of shame and anger on Feng Bai's face. In the final analysis, he had too little combat experience and was too confident in his own strength.
"Are you convinced?" Chu Yiliu turned around and asked.
But Feng Bai had an unyielding look on his face, obviously not thinking that he had lost just like that.
"Seeing as you are still not willing to give in, then just wait here." Chu Yiliu touched his head and said with a smile.
While he was talking, there was a loud banging on the door, and the sound was very urgent.
Everyone turned to look, and with a crash, the courtyard door was kicked open, and a group of people rushed in menacingly.
"Is Chu Yiyi here?"
"Get out of here."
A group of people were all dressed in white or purple shirts, with long swords on their waists. Chu Yiliu had seen this kind of clothes before. He was a disciple of Donghai Academy, and they actually came to visit him.
In Donglin Alley, many people came out after hearing the sound and looked into their yard.
Donglin Lane, which has been silent for a long time, is about to become lively now.