As soon as everyone read, the room was dead and silent.
Lu Qingshu takes a deep breath. She has seen Chen Yi''s posture before, but even so, she is still shocked.
Chen Yi is just a freshman of Jindi University.
Younger than her, but so powerful.
She was born in Wumeng and Lu family, but even in her eyes, no one of her peers can surpass Chen Yi.
Even Lu Qingshu''s heart was beating.
It is natural for a young woman to admire a hero.
Lu Mingqiu''s heart is also full of terrible waves. Before Chen Yi killed his master in no man''s land, he didn''t believe it.
Even Lu Qingshu once said that on top of the dark mountain arena, Chen Yi killed the great master alone, which made Jiangnan a more competitive.
Lu Mingqiu also does not believe that 18 years old, how come such a force, such a posture?
But today, he suddenly realized that in this world, there is such arrogance and brilliance.
Chen Yi!
Lu Mingqiu remembers the name in his heart and the scene in front of him.
It''s easy to break Baqi and kill Japanese experts. This young man, no matter how young he is for many years, is far superior to him.
Lu Mingqiu''s eyes, but also raised a trace of awe.
Today, ten years from now, isn''t this person going to be famous in Kyushu!?
The people around, those who don''t know Chen Yi''s name, are more shocked than Lu Mingqiu.
Looking at Chen Yi''s eyes, they felt awe and fear, as if they saw the hope of life.
But Chen Yi never looked at anyone from the beginning to the end. He just went to the gate and pulled out the scabbard.
Let Liu Da Fang''s body fall. Unfortunately, the force in his body has already dispersed.
However, Chen Yi didn''t care. His eyes looked at the metal gate, as if through the gate, he could see the gods outside.
……
There are no more people left in Liancheng villa.
After the auction, Quan Hao dispersed.
Outside the room, an old man in a hooded robe looked at the room quietly.
With the strength of baliujing, it is not difficult to solve the dozens of strong Chinese.
The Baqi society has personally investigated every one of them.
The Baqi society has a plan for what it should get and who it will kill afterwards.
The magic that can be seen through still surprises the old man.
"President, it seems that the movement inside has disappeared!" A member of the Baqi society whispered.
"Well!" The president of Baqi society nodded slightly.
He looked at the metal gate, calm eyes, even if he had a plan, he was still careful.
After all, this place is Huaxia. Baqi club has been operating in Jiangcheng for decades. If there is an accident, the hard work of these decades will be destroyed.
What''s more, the news of World War II made the old man uneasy.
At this time, if the Baqi society is exposed, it will be implicated not only by the Chinese ancestor Chen, but also by the Japanese Baqi Society headquarters and even the holy God.
He can not bear the consequences.
As the president of the Baqi society watched, suddenly his face changed.
Black robes bulge, behind them, the storm rises.
A figure two meters high emerged, with its wings spread out and the wind surging.
The red nose and two claws are like eagles, standing behind the president of the Baqi society.
All of a sudden, the metal gate was cut open, and a huge crack, which was enough to connect people, appeared in people''s eyes.
The roar came to the ears of every member of the Baqi society.
The pupil under the old man''s hood is shrinking, and the heavenly dog God behind him is hissing strangely.
Hearing this hissing, the mind can''t help trembling, and the mind seems to be shaking.
In this, a person holding the scabbard, slowly out of the cracks.
Chen Yi looked at the people of Baqi meeting and passed by.
"Sixty one people, almost, should be here!"
Chen Yi talks to himself and speaks faintly.
But the old man in the black robe was suddenly changed.
He stares at Chen Yi, and suddenly there is a crisis in his heart.
Under the black robe, there was even a clattering sound, like iron flakes shaking and colliding.
"Who are you? What about the vice president? "
During the Bazhi meeting, some people began to drink, full of shock.
It was not baliujing who came out. What happened inside?
Chen Yi takes a look at the speaker. He holds the scabbard and walks. Suddenly, the scabbard in his hand lifts.
The sand and gravel on the ground are broken, the soil is flying, and the knife light is like snow.
Bang, the voice of the people, it has turned into a blood mist.
The spirit of style breaks up, and if it turns into a wisp of black smoke, it goes into Chen Yi''s body."Palace village!"
"You want to die!"
When one person falls, the whole Baqi society is boiling.
Most of them are in the shape of Python. They kill Chen Yi one after another.
The president of Baqi society, the old man under the black robe, is more dignified. He looks at Chen Yi without any carelessness.
I saw a lot of gods killing, such as the group of demons dancing.
Chen Yi''s hands are in front of him, and his eyes are in front of Jin guanghaozheng, spitting out a word.
"Town
In a flash, the air of heaven and earth around seemed to have solidified.
Many of them are as if they were imprisoned around Chen Yi, within a few meters of Chen Yi.
"Out!"
Once again, Chen Yi spits out a word. From the surface of Chen Yi''s body, golden mana spreads out, turns into a palm, and falls on the suppressed gods.
When tunyuan Jue was in operation, many types of gods, especially at this moment, uttered the sound of mourning.
The power of Shi Shen is engulfed by Jin Shou and enters Chen Yi''s Dantian.
At this time, I saw a buzzing between heaven and earth, a red arrow came in a flash.
This arrow is too fast. Through the gaps among the gods, it points directly at Chen Yi''s eyebrow.
Chen Yi raises his hand, moves the scabbard and cuts the red arrow.
Bang!
If the air blows, there will be waves.
Chen Yi looks at the president of Baqi society. Behind him, the God of heavenly dog, a big bow appears in his hand.
He looked at the black robe and felt the evil spirit, which made Chen Yi feel familiar.
It was the demon blood of the original Baqi snake, which existed under the black robe.
The type God wails, is swallowed up unceasingly, but that many eight Qihui members, are shivering all over, each falls on the ground.
Chen Yi is now a master of practicing Qi. If compared with him, he can be compared with a great master of true Qi.
But Chen Yi is an immortal, and his strength is much higher than that of the great master of martial arts, and also higher than that of the practitioners in the world.
Not only that, but also he was the first in the world thousands of years ago. His strength was absolutely evil when he was placed in the forest of immortals.
When the foundation was built, Chen Yi was able to kill the great master and even the real warrior.
Today, when practicing Qi, we don''t know how many times fan''s strength has increased.
He looked at the heavenly dog God. He was afraid that he might not be able to compete with the Chinese martial arts immortal.
Wu Dao Zhen Jun also has the power of the first World War.
In Chen Yi''s perception, the dog God has moved again that day.
I saw the big bow suddenly open, a red arrow has emerged.
This arrow is the condensation of the power of the type God, which can be changed in the virtual and real. It can be shot out with one arrow. It is more powerful and faster than the previous one.
Whoosh!
The arrow is near before the sound of breaking the air can be heard.
As soon as the scabbard in Chen Yi''s hand shakes, he cuts off the arrow again.
As soon as the arrow was cut, the third arrow had been blasted.
The scabbard moved again, but this time, the arrow went straight through the scabbard in Chen Yi''s hand.
Chen Yi is not surprised. He looks at the arrow in his pupil and swallows yuan Jue in his body. His voice sounds like thunder.
"Broken!"
Word by word, the essence of sound, ripples, from Chen Yi''s body bloom.
The arrow vibrated in front of Chen Yi, then the cracks filled the air, and then it broke.
Under the black robe, there was a touch of shock in the old man''s eyes.
He looked at Chen Yi and said slowly, "which clan of China are you from?"
The old man no longer hands, perhaps, he knows, hands can not save those type God.
Just under the three arrows, Chen Yi was about to devour all the gods around him.
All of the 60 aggressive members of the Baqi society fell to the ground now, bleeding from the seven orifices.
The spirit of type is the same as the spirit of its master. When the spirit of type is destroyed, its master will suffer from near death.
Chen Yi said faintly, "which one
"I''m very curious about the little snake in Japan. Where did you get the courage to enter China?"
The old man''s face vibrated, and the God of heavenly dog hissed as if he felt the old man''s anger.
"How dare you insult the Holy Spirit so lightly?"
He was furious. For him, the big snake of Baqi was a God. In Japan, even the Taisho and the palace had to fear the existence of it.
How dare Chen Yi, a Chinese practitioner of Dharma, be so humiliated!?
But Chen Yi said faintly, "light insult? I dare not even face the little demon, also deserve my light insult! "
He shook his head slightly, with the last type God also swallowed by him.
Chen Yi moves. There is a golden light rising from the scabbard in his hand.
He stepped out in one step, moving like thunder.
When the old man''s face suddenly changed, Chen Yi had already appeared on the black robe.He stood in the air, his scabbard raised, his pupils moved down, and he looked down at the president of the Baqi society.
"Just ridiculous!"
Like a sigh, more like contempt.
The scabbard falls like the night.