"Ning Yi——"

"Get out!"

This sound directly penetrated the formation and echoed over the Tianqing Pond.

The sound of wind echoed between the mountain gorges. Jin Yi held the demon-subduing stick in his hand and his robe fluttered. He stood in front of the formation of Tianqing Pond, but he suppressed his anger and did not take action to break the formation directly... This is the Buddhist holy land, and the Lord of Tianqing Pond is also an extremely respected existence in the history of the Vinaya Sect. If he forced his move, it is hard to say whether he could break the formation. If the formation was broken and could not be repaired, it would be a disaster.

Jin Yi is the leader of the Vinaya Sect. In terms of status and practice, he should not attack Ning Yi... Behind him are eighteen tall men wearing wide robes and straw sandals, lined up in a row, with no traces of starlight on his body, but what is hidden under the robe is the blood and blood rolling like the surging sea.

The Eighteen Bronze Man of the Vinaya School.

He will not attack Ning Yi.

But people of the same generation do not have this "rule". Ning Yi is currently the most respected young sword immortal in the Sui Dynasty. Some people say that Ning Yi's life star is invincible, so this "Eighteen Bronze Man Formation" will challenge... If he retreats, he will lose his appearance in Shushan and even more damage his heart.

Eighteen bronze men, lined up in a row.

A joking sound came from the fog in Tianqing Pond.

"I said, the sect leader, go quickly and come back faster."

A slender figure, dragging the umbrella sword, came from the depths of the fog. Ning Yi held the sword in one hand, pointed the tip of the sword diagonally on the ground, and said carelessly: "Master Shao Yun's reason, if he stood on your side, he wouldn't be so 'anti-in', right?"

This sentence touched Jin Yi's pain.

He hurried to the Main Hall, but his senior brother was even lazy to see him, and just waved his hand to let him weigh the pros and cons...

"Mr. Ning, our Literature School values ​​the most rules."

Jin Yi looked at the young man and said, "It's my fault to shirk away the borrowing of treasure land. But it's your problem to occupy Tianqing Pond."

Ning Yi sighed and said, "How do you want to solve it?"

Jin Yi was silent for a moment.

"The biggest truth of the Vinaya School is fists."

The master of the Literature Sect heard a dull sound and felt the trembling of the formation of Tianqing Pond from time to time. His eyebrows were filled with anxiety. "Mr. Ning, can the master of Tianqing Pond be a sage of my Literature Sect, so you must not be offended at all?"

Ning Yi did not answer.

From this point of view, Jin Yi refused and stepped into Tianqing Pool by himself... he was indeed a bit domineering.

"I'm sorry, I must use Tianqing Pond." Ning Yi looked at the eighteen bronze men with a little apology and said, "Since the sect leader wants to use fists to judge the truth, then let's take a look... whose fists are bigger."

The voice fell.

Ning Yi stepped on the ground with his toes, and his whole body shot out like an arrow.

The moment Ning Yi set off, the eighteen disciples of the Vinaya Sect pulled off their black robes and moved at the same time!

A straight line instantly staggered forward and backward, stepping out a square formation!

Ning Yi instantly rushed into the eighteen bronze men formation. The eighteen "iron arhats" were surrounded by golden light. Just walked forward and collided with the sound of gold and iron with the sound of wind. The robe was thrown out, covering the sky and the sun in the air, revealing the strong body spirit under the robe.

Dust splashes.

The figure is confused.

Ning Yi entered the formation and raised his arm and elbow to hit a bronze man's neck. The bronze man was one head taller than him. In terms of size, he could even be comparable to the "Jiang Lin" of the demon clan. He was like a human-shaped monster. His elbow made half of his body bent towards the ground. If he had a cultivator in the academy, his entire head would have been removed!

But he touched the ground with one palm, and he forced himself to resist the elbow with the strength of his neck. He grabbed Ning Yi's forearm with his other hand, turned around, and used the power of his waist and abdomen to throw him out and fall into the bronze man formation.

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, as light as a feather, he bent down and knelt down, and acted as an iron bridge. When he smashed his elbow, he put his sword in the sheath with his right hand, and did not push the sword light, but took the snow back to his waist. At the moment when the iron bridge was built, a blow of the whip leg whipped and thrust the mud and dust smashed through the front--

Eighteen bronze men surrounded him.

In front of you is golden light, countless fists and feet. The Buddhist sect's combined attack formation has evolved for thousands of years and has become an invincible formation for physical fighting. These eighteen ascetic practitioners of the Vinaya Sect are all very powerful in physical realms... From the fact that they can resist Ning Yi's palm, it can be seen that under the blessing of this formation, there seems to be a dark blood power blessing, so that each of them can fight with the fate star.

Ning Yi didn't believe that the Buddhist sect could produce eighteen life star practitioners in one breath.

He closed his eyes and rolled in the mud and dust. His fingers, toes, and elbows were bent. Every place could be turned into a weapon, and he could fight back at any time, or even shoot "Thousand Hands". But he did not choose this, but listened to the sound of the wind with his "soul", and in a black robe rolled and dodged in an extremely embarrassing manner between the sand and dust, but even so, he still could not completely avoid it.

He raised his hands to block the door, blocking a heavy punch. At the same time, the lumbar spine on his back was swept by the whip legs, and the whole person flew forward uncontrollably. Without time to react, a powerful arm was portable and strong wind came!

The bronze man of the Li Zong who stretched out an arm and ran, his arms drove Ning Yi's upper body to fall down toward the ground.

Ning Yi groaned with a muffled throat, wrapped his hands around his arms as if a flower was blooming. He grabbed the neck of the monk of the Literature Sect and threw it out with a feminine "backhand lift" and hit the chest hard again, and staggered. When his back was about to land, Ning Yi quickly stretched out one hand and slapped the scabbard, closing his palm to hold the handle of the umbrella - Xixue "peng" opened it, but it was not out of the sheath to kill people.

The sword light was not revealed at all, but aimed at the earth with the handle of the umbrella and spread a pitch-black screen. The young man who was about to fall to the ground instantly used this energy to close the umbrella, "poke the sword" and looked at the moon with one blow. He hit the throat of an arhat with extremely accurate accuracy. The sword energy was not exposed. The arhat's eyes and eyes suddenly protruded, and he flew out of the arhat formation with dozens of feet in a slanted direction. After landing, he rolled around, with an extremely painful expression. He covered his throat with his hands and collapsed on the ground. It was hard to imagine... The Vajra body that could resist the elbow of the fate star was actually beaten into this shape by Ning Yi's random attack on the umbrella sword.

"The sword energy has not leaked..."

Jin Yi saw this scene in his eyes.

Ning Yi had no intention of killing.

This sword cultivator has been using his own body to fight against the enemy.

This surprised the great master of the Literature Sect. As we all know, there are two major schools of sword cultivators. One is Pei Min, who controls the sword and points to kill, and controls the flying sword to kill a city. The other is Xu Zang, a disciple of Pei Min, who can kill all the monks within three feet of a single sword. No matter which one is, they have heavy sword intent and light body.

The former will not fight with others in close combat.

The latter emphasizes the use of sheathing to kill people.

Ning Yi did not use his sword intention to fight against the enemy at all... He rushed into the bronze man formation to decide the victory or defeat with his own body!

The Vinaya School emphasizes that the fist is big and the truth is big.

So Ning Yi put away his sword and showed his fist.

The big black umbrella was stretched open like a peacock spreading its tail, but there was no sword intent inside. Ning Yi looked plain. Although he was embarrassed and was hurt, he had torn a few gaps in his clothes, and even the new word scroll was not needed. After opening the umbrella, he held the bones together, like twisting a big gun, and the umbrella surface was spinning rapidly. The eighteen bronze men surrounded him and had no place to dodge. But the advantage was that he could open the umbrella at will, and he just needed to push forward, and they could not avoid it.

Another Arhat was holding the umbrella face with both hands, Ning Yi's sword intent had not yet poured out. The monk of the Vinaya Sect was facing a great enemy, and he was not anxious to dodge. He quickly held the umbrella face with both hands. He thought that he would see the flesh and blood flying across the palm of his palm in the next moment... But it didn't. Ning Yi handed out a palm through the umbrella face. The Arhat's pupils contracted, his feet connected to the ground, and he quickly used a thousand-pound pendant, but his whole person was still beaten by the majestic energy and hit an ancient tree in the distance, breaking the ancient tree in the waist, and fainted.

After Ning Yi took the umbrella, he poked it and pointed it at the eyes of a monk of the Vinaya. It was extremely fast and almost turned into a ray of thunder. The monk was covered in cold sweat, and roared out his fists, closed his eyes at the same time, preparing to exchange for injuries.

However, Ning Yi's black umbrella hovered before his eyebrows, and turned sharply, hitting a monk who was empty with both fists and unstable lower plate. He felt that his calf was "whipped" by a blow, and his whole body lost balance. Ning Yi, who bent down, gently applied a thrust on his waist, pushing him against a comrade. Ning Yi, who was almost leaning on the ground, pushed the ground with one foot, swept out a blow to the whip leg in a "cheek-to-ground" posture, then pressed the bronze man's chest with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the ground, using the force to rise, like a rotation, stacking the three people's bodies forward and backward, sucking them with the spirit of their palms, and constantly overlapping their hands.

For these three disciples of the Vinaya Sect, Ning Yi was simply a method of a god!

Use skill to break brute force!

Use brute force to reduce brute force!

Whether it is strength, speed, or "fit", the bronze man formation was defeated by this young sword cultivator!

There is no way to resist!

The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation has been broken.

Dust splashed, and a tornado was raised in the center, and one after another of the bronze arhats were thrown away, falling on the ground in a very embarrassing manner.

Finally, the smoke and dust slowly settled.

Ning Yi clapped his palms, and his appearance was not good-looking... His body was covered with dust, his shoulders, waist and abdomen, and several big holes were broken, but no wound was left.

He looked at the master of the Literature Sect and did not speak, but the meaning was very obvious.

The winner has been decided.

Jin Yi's expression was a little complicated, and he glanced at it.

The eighteen formationists under his sect are now injured, but not fatal, and at most they have only blood shed.

Ning Yi restrained his sword intent and did not attack the killer. He also truly achieved "reasoning with his fists".

This is giving yourself a way out.

Jin Yi sighed and said word by word: "I'm willing to give up the disadvantage. Mr. Ning won."

Ning Yi patted the dust on his shoulder.

He bowed and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case... I will give in. Ning borrowed the treasure land and forcibly broke the formation. He was rude first. He apologized to the sect leader and hoped that he would forgive him."

Jin Yi waved his hand and was about to say something.

He suddenly felt something strange... The Tianqing Pond behind him seemed to have undergone a change.

The sound of "rumbling" is not the sound of thunder, but the sound of water.

Behind the fog, I saw the lake water blooming completely.

Like a surging water, the waves twist.

Ning Yi's eyes froze... It's a girl, who pointed out the truth about "The Lord of Tianqing Pond Cave"?
Chapter completed!