Chapter 101

In addition to him and Lin Yu, there are three men and one woman in the hall, a total of six. To Sun Yi's surprise, these people are all martial artists in the later stage of the Dharma style, and Sun Yi feels that everyone is not weaker than the top ten core disciples of Yunqing sect.

"Everybody, this is my younger martial brother." Lin Yu sat in the first place and pointed to several young people in the side seat and said, "these people are the talents of the other two sects and royal families of the state of Qi. This time, they came to yunqingzong's residence to discuss the ancient war city.

”It's a burden for this boy on the third floor of the Dharma body to go with us. " The man continued to say, "we don't have time to take care of him."

"Elder martial brother, what is it?" Sun Yi didn't even look at him. He doesn't have to pay attention to such a person who feels good about himself.

At this time, Lin Yu said, "in fact, I called younger martial brother this time to invite younger martial brother to go to the ancient war city."

"Ancient war city?" Sun Yi muttered, "I don't know where this ancient war city is?"

Just as Lin Yu opened his mouth to explain, he only heard from the side seat.

"Brother Lin, do you really want to take this boy to the ancient war city?" It was the young man who spoke earlier with an unhappy face.

The young man's words also spoke the voice of the others. The danger of the ancient war city was absolutely beyond their imagination. Every member of the team must ensure that he was an elite and bring a boy with three layers of French body. It was definitely a burden. Each face showed an unhappy color, but they didn't speak, but waited quietly for Lin Yu's explanation.

At the moment, Lin Yu also noticed this and said, "don't underestimate my younger martial brother..."

"A boy with three layers of Dharma body can be as powerful as I can get rid of him with one hand." The man interrupted and looked at Sun Yi with disdain.

"Oh, are you so confident?" Sun Yi couldn't keep silent at this time and spoke against hunger.

"If it weren't for brother Lin's sake, I would have wanted to teach you a good lesson." The man despised it and gently played with the tea cup in his hand.

The young man's words aroused Lin Yu's displeasure. At this time, a man with sword eyebrows and stars beside the man said.

"Zhao Yijian, shut up." Then he hugged his fist and said to Lin Yu, "brother Lin, I'll compensate for my junior brother here first. However, my junior brother's words are reasonable. It's too outrageous to take a martial artist with three layers of Dharma body to the ancient war city."

"Oh, who is the burden." Sun Yi sneered and said, you can't lose the face of yunqingzong if you look down on yourself so much.

"Do you think you won't be a burden to us?" Zhao Yijian sneered.

"Hum, I don't know who is the burden." Sun Yi's whole body is full of war, and Zhao Yijian's strength is only better than Li yuanqiang on that day. Sun Yi is confident enough to solve Zhao Yijian in a short time.

Suddenly, the fist seal condensed, and the foot stepped forward. The fist wind blew through the eardrum, and the golden fist was forced to Zhao Yi's sword in an instant.

"Arrogant boy, see how I teach you." Zhao Yijian snorted coldly, raised his fist and waved it. Suddenly, a fierce momentum pressed on Sun Yi. When he wanted to come, even if he didn't use the sword formula, he could solve the boy with his fist alone.

On the other hand, Lin Yu still smiled and didn't worry about Sun Yi, which surprised the others.

"Boom!"

The thunderous blows collided with each other. Sun Yi stood firmly in place, looked relaxed and looked contemptuously at Zhao Yijian.

Zhao Yijian stepped back a few steps, and a trace of blood came out of the corners of his mouth. After drying, he looked stunned and uncertain. He was shocked back a few steps only with this punch, and his arm is still slightly numb.

Zhao Yijian recalled the power of the boy's fist in front of him. The fist seemed to be on an iron plate. However, in an instant, he straightened out the pros and cons. He was a disciple of the sword virtual sect, and his skills were all on a sword.

Then he took out a handle about three feet two long and half a finger wide. There was a fiery red energy on the fiery red sword body. Zhao Yijian waved it, and the fiery red energy overflowed. With an arrow step, a sharp sword stabbed Sun Yi's soft rib.

"Hum." Sun Yi snorted coldly. The prefecture level body method, tianlingdu, stepped up and dodged left and right, so that Zhao Yijian's every sword failed frequently. Taking the time can also condense Taoist boxing and hit Zhao Yijian.

To Sun Yi's surprise, Zhao Yijian's sword technique is extremely mysterious and cunning. Each sword can find its own weakness to stab.

However, to the surprise of several people, Sun Yi's powerful, unarmed empty fist and Zhao Yijian have the upper hand, and Sun Yi's fist is getting faster and faster, flashing around Zhao Yijian like a shadow. Zhao Yijian is miserable with his powerful fist technique and unparalleled speed.

"A flash of fire!"

Zhao Yijian shouted loudly. Sun Yi's difficulty was beyond his imagination. For a moment, the fiery red strength condensed at the tip of the sword. The fiery red strength condensed more and more like a fireball. He stabbed Sun Yi in an instant. The lightning sword wanted to explode on Sun Yi's flesh.

"Are you going to lose?"

It's a pity that Zhao Yijian relies on his cultivation, but Zhao Yijian's strength is not weak, otherwise Chu Huan won't take Zhao Yijian to participate in the ancient war city.

"Multi punch limit stack 400 punches!"

In the face of Zhao Yijian's inevitable attack, Sun Yi's white shirt was windless and automatic, and the terrible golden fist print floated in the air for 400 in a row, while Sun Yi's body bowed slightly and shot at Zhao Yijian like a cheetah.

Hoo!

The other martial artists were also shocked. Unexpectedly, the boy of yunqingzong still had such a hand. It seems that Zhao Yijian is in danger. Only Lin Yu looks indifferent. It seems that he was all expected.

Bang bang!

As soon as Zhao Yijian touched Sun Yi's golden fist seal, it exploded in the air, causing the void to tremble. Also in Zhao Yijian's face, Sun Yi's fist arrived as scheduled. The huge impact force made Zhao Yijian's body fly several meters upside down. Fortunately, the hall was large enough.

In the face of absolute strength, Zhao Yijian has to pay the price for his arrogance. It is small to make a fool of himself in front of several people, but the shame of losing to Sun Yi is great. What Zhao Yijian doesn't know is that he hasn't even forced out half of Sun Yi's cards. If he knows, he may spit blood angrily.

"You're arrogant. Now you should know who's the burden."

Sun Yi mercilessly attacked, while the others naturally saw that Sun Yi didn't use all his strength. In the bottom of his heart, he also recognized Sun Yi's strength and understood why Lin Yu would strongly recommend Sun Yi to go to the ancient war city.

"I lost?" Zhao Yijian suddenly looked as if he was distracted.

At this time, Chu Huan, who is also the sword virtual sect, stood up and said with a sorry face: "brother Lin, I apologize for my younger martial brother. Here I admit that brother Lin's younger martial brother is qualified to participate in our ancient war city."

The others all nodded and obviously recognized Sun Yi's qualification.

Lin Yu on the main seat was also slightly surprised by Sun Yi's progress. However, as a person of the same religion, Lin Yu had no jealousy at all.