Chapter 52

Sun Yi didn't care and replied, "Oh? Really, you want to press me with the ninth floor? "

Seeing Sun Yi, the first young man didn't look him in the eye. The breath of refining the body on the ninth floor around him was distributed and forced Sun Yi. The first young man was not weak, and his strength was even stronger than sun long Bozhong.

Unable to help himself, the first young man shouted and the wind blew under his feet. He attacked Sun Yi directly, like a grumpy ape, with both fists.

"Hum, but so."

Sun Yi escaped the blow in an instant. Although the leading young man was not weak, he was still much worse than Wang Gang.

The first young man was slightly surprised to see that he missed the blow. However, in his opinion, it was just a fluke, and his fist waved again.

Shigu palm!

I saw the first young man's hand like a huge stone, carrying the momentum of Mount Tai to press Sun Yat Sen hard. The sound of wind and thunder was sent out from the palm of his hand.

What a punch!

Sun Yi gave a loud shout, and the footwork gave birth to lotus. The adapted heavy fists waved to the leading youth, and the golden internal strength turned into golden waves under the dense fist palms.

Bang bang!

The first young man's boxing style was broken as soon as he came into contact. He quickly retreated a few meters in shock and anger. The tiger's mouth cracked and his face was frightened. No wonder the young man in front of him was so strong and his strength was so terrible.

The power of multiple fists is extremely terrible. Tens of thousands of kilograms of fists are waved in an instant. Fortunately, the first young man has good strength, and Shi Gu palm is good at defense, so he barely catches a few fists.

Seeing that the leading youth retreated, Sun Yi twisted his steps straight up, and his men were merciless. He continued to hit the leading youth with heavy fists.

The first young man screamed, and his whole body was hit by Sun Yi's raindrop like fist. I don't know how many bones were broken, and then Sun Yi kicked him to the ground.

"Is this your strength? Sun Yi said faintly.

There was a sensation among the people eating around. The young man in front of him was so evil that he could catch the master on the ninth floor of the refining body.

The first young man lay on the ground with a pale face. His face was distorted due to severe pain. He said fiercely, "you are strong, but let my boss know that you will know what is strong. You are just a mole ant at his feet."

Sun Yi put away his feet on his face and said coldly, "get out!"

Several people who came together dared not say more. The first one was defeated. They hurriedly picked up the young man lying on the ground and hurried away.

The surrounding crowd was shocked one after another, and the result was beyond their expectation. However, when they thought of the one in the palace, they could not help but sweat for Sun Yi.

After seeing Sun Yi's strength, no one in the canteen came back to grab Sun Yi's seat. The next meal was relatively stable.

After a meal, it was dark.

Yunqingzong's starry sky was full of stars and sufficient aura. After returning to their wooden house, they said goodbye to each other.

In the wooden house, Sun Yi was thinking about his cultivation. Now he has reached the eighth floor of the body, and it is not very far from the realm of the body of Dharma. However, he was confused about what the iron bone described in the inexhaustible body of gold meant.

It can be expected that this dharma environment is a barrier for yourself. If you are not careful, you will be broken to pieces. Stepping on it will be a bright future.

This night, Sun Yi was running his kung fu as usual, and it was only a short distance from the top of the eighth floor. Although sun Yixiu was promoted rapidly, his foundation was very solid. He had immortal blood, so that his body would not leave incurable secret wounds due to fighting or taking too many miraculous drugs.

Time is fleeting. One night's cultivation soon passed, and it was dawn in the twinkling of an eye.

This morning, Sun Yi, who was still sitting cross legged on the bed to practice, was awakened by a sound of kicking the door. Then he saw several people coming in around a handsome young man in purple.

"Who are you?" Sun Yat Sen was puzzled.

"Blind your dog's eye. This is our young master Qian Ning." One man shouted.

Next, the purple robed boy waved his hand, smiled and said to Sun Yi, "I heard you abandoned one of my men yesterday."

After hearing this, Sun Yi was awe inspiring and climbed the three treasures hall. This was the boss said by the young man yesterday: "yes, that man is abandoned by me. I will accompany you if you find something."

"That guy who doesn't have eyes is useless. I didn't come to you today for this." The young man stared at Sun Yi tightly and said to himself, "as long as you become my subordinate, attach yourself to me and become a man of my palace, I will ensure your bright future."

It turned out that several people told the young master Qian what happened in the canteen yesterday, but the young master Qian was attracted by Sun Yi's talent and moved the idea of Taking Sun Yat Sen as his confidant.

In fact, in the inner gate, the martial arts occupying the palace are jokingly called palace level martial arts. Each palace level martial arts will absorb other martial arts and become their own power. However, more importantly, each palace level warrior corresponds to the top ten core disciples. Most of these warriors will absorb the forces of the corresponding top ten core warriors after breaking through the Dharma Realm. Among the core disciples, the struggle is more serious.

There is no doubt that every palace level warrior is far more powerful than the same level. In front of him, young master Qian is a powerful nine storey peak warrior.

After hearing this, Sun Yi thought deeply. He was really not interested in joining their struggle, so he replied flatly: "thank you for your kindness, young master Qian. However, I just want to practice martial arts in this inner door. I don't want to join these struggles“

Before Qian Ning spoke, one of the teenagers angrily scolded Sun Yi, "don't be shameless. It's your honor to be liked by young master Qian."

Overbearing, naked overbearing, Sun Yi was also angry. He immediately flashed, and the speed was too fast for people to respond.

"Pa!" A crisp slap in the face sounded, and there was a red mark on the young man's face.

"Noisy! The palm. "

At this time, the young master Qian's face was embarrassed. He personally recruited and was refused to say. His men were slapped under his own eyes and said angrily, "I'll give you one last chance, otherwise you won't want to stay in yunqingzong in the future."

"Are you threatening me?" Sun Yi asked back, his face angry.

Sun Yi was bullied one after another, and his anger was inexhaustible. What about the palace level strong? You want to fight, and I'll fight with you.

"It seems that you are toasting instead of drinking. I want you to know that this is not your small place. You can't be wild." Qian Ning also tore off his last disguise.

Seeing this, Sun Yi just snorted coldly and said, "it seems that I want to experience the strength of palace level martial arts today."