In the Zhu Yi courtyard in a remote corner of Yujing City.

Li Shenguang, Xie Wenyuan and others looked at the boy in white who was called an uninvited guest by Zhu Yi, Hong Yi.

"Hong Yi?" "This is a candidate who participated in the imperial examination this time. The article is also good. Unfortunately, the second half of the literary thoughts fell and a good article was wasted."

The two of them looked at Hong Yi, their eyes flashing.

As soon as he heard the words of these two people, Hong Yi's mood fluctuated slightly and almost couldn't be suppressed.

But, he immediately only focused his eyes on Zhu Yi:

"You know my name is Hong Yi, but we have never met before. Sure enough, my father is right. You have a big problem with you. This time the top scorer should be me. You stole my luck!!"

Hong Yi's tone suddenly became extremely cold.

In a vague situation, wind immediately blew in the courtyard, and frost repeatedly penetrated from the earth like a substance, which made Xie Wenyuan, the old man who had not practiced the Taoist art, tremble.

But he was furious at Hong Yi's words:

"Hong Yi, since you can participate in the imperial examination, it means you are also a wise person. Don't you know that articles cannot be fake? Zhu Yi can write such articles. If you are not convinced, you can write articles that are better than him. The top scholar will naturally be yours!!"

Hong Yi's expression changed slightly, but he immediately said lightly:

"Master Xie Wenyuan, what do you know about what I said? Today, I only look for Zhu Yi, not for anything else. Since I lost in the literary test, today, I want to fight with you."

Zhu Yi's face was calm, without changing color at all, and he smiled lightly:

"Sure..."

He seemed to have completely anticipated this.

This is his fourth mission. To defeat Hong Yi, I thought this mission would not come in a long time, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.

Xie Wenyuan was furious and looked at Hong Yi:

"Wu Bi?"

However, Hong Yi had no nonsense at this time. He knew that his identity as a son of the Era was taken away and he sensed that his luck was taken away. After meeting, he was full of murderous intentions and infinite murderous aura:

"Xie Wenyuan, get out of the way, Zhu Yi takes the call!"

In an instant, Hong Yi moved, and his feet slashed, and all the bluestone slabs in the yard were broken.

A thunderous sound suddenly rolled in the air.

A masculine thought and blood that looked like a rolling stove burst out from him, and he shot out with a huge force and rushed directly at Zhu Yi.

boom!

Under this momentum, Li Shenguang and Xie Wenyuan were all people who could see the spirit of the article. In addition, they were knowledgeable, and they changed their color, blurted out their voices, and their voices trembled violently:

"What, this Hong Yi, at such a young age, the peak of human immortals!"

What is this concept? The martial arts cultivation is comparable to the sixth level of thunder tribulation. It has accumulated acupuncture all the acupoints and almost become a creator-level character. The next step is to understand all the acupoints and challenge the creator.

Gong Yang Yu, who has been practicing for hundreds of years, is this state, and he has been unable to break through the great hurdle of "one trick to understand all the knots".

How did this young man named Hong Yi practice? He was only seventeen or eighteen years old and had reached this level.

But it's not their turn to think too much.

Boom!

Hong Yi's move instantly carried a huge force, and he stretched forward with one hand. The five-fingered basket was like a large dustpan. He approached more than a dozen steps in an instant, and he buckled towards Zhu Yi's head.

Under this beat, the sound of cracks came from the air, as if the space was instantly cracked, and the void was rippling like water waves!

"Good handprints! This martial arts is not inferior to the past Amitabha Sutra and the future Non-birth Sutra. If I don't get all the human immortal acupoints, I may face the exquisiteness in this palm and avoid its sharpness, but..."

Zhu Yi's eyes flashed slightly, and he did not dodge under this palm, and flashed lightning in his sleeves, his five fingers closed and his arms raised!

Hurry!

Two lifetimes of martial arts experience, coupled with his physical and bloody energy, which is also at the peak of human immortals, boiled into the air!

A single fist was raised and hit Hong Yi's big handprint!

Boom boom boom boom!!

A fist and palm collided. Immediately, the earth in the courtyard turned over and trembled violently like a dragon turning over. A terrifying fluctuation shook out from the center of the two, causing the rolling dust and sand to rush into the sky!

"What, Zhu Yi is also the peak of human immortals. What kind of monster is this..."

Seeing the sound of the two people's fists and palms colliding, Xie Wenyuan and Li Shenguang were completely stunned. They almost forgot about the earth shaking, the smoke and dust rolling, and the hurricane-like airflow coming from the collision!

In the middle of the fight, the two fought each other with one punch and one palm.

Hong Yi's arms were numb and his heart was shaking. The first move was that he had no reservations and had just made all his strength, but he returned in vain.

Bang!

The bodies of both of them burst out at the same time!

"Well, I have to "Hongmeng Parasitic Art" for three years and swallowed the cultivation essence of the 3,962 Daluo Sect. It is equivalent to nearly 4,000 people helping me practice in the past three years. Only in three years, from nothing to something, can I practice to the peak of human immortals. Zhu Yi is actually the same as my realm. How is this possible? Could it be that he is practicing in the womb?!"

"Very good, since that's the case, then try my killer move!"

Hong Yi's face suddenly became cold, his body retreated slightly in the air, and turned back in a flash, huh and a circle of whirlwinds, and his arms suddenly became huge, becoming ferocious and blood-red.

Hongmeng Parasite!

This palm killed again, and it was invisible to the naked eye. There seemed to be thousands of small insects like dragons and snakes flying under the skin.

It seems that it can swallow everything in the world and parasitize it, and no force can stop it!

"What trick is this?"

Zhu Yi was awakened in his heart, and instinctively noticed that the hairs in his body were standing up. For a moment, he said to himself:

"It seems that there is no need to test it, just decide the winner!"

Huh huh huh huh ~~

The moment Hong Yi slapped his palm, thoughts of the size of human head suddenly rushed out from Zhu Yi's head, and lightning gathered:

"The past is Amitabha, the past is immortal, the future is unborn, and the future is infinite."

Dazen Temple Taoism, the vacuum of the past and future!

Hurry~

A golden Buddha light dyed the yard suddenly illuminated the sky and the earth. A huge Buddha figure made a big handprint, which rose above the small yard and covered Hong Yi's small body.

A big Buddha, a normal height Hong Yi, compared to it, it seems that Hong Yi is an ant covered under the palm of the Buddha.

"Taoism, the peak of the sixth level of thunder tribulation, I feel that I can overcome the seventh level of thunder tribulation!"

"There are also this magical power, this... is the supreme Taoist sutra of Dachan Temple. Dachan Temple was destroyed by the court more than ten years ago!"

Hong Yi changed color slightly, and felt a vague power to compete for the world now and turn the world around:

"How is this person's background?!"

Bang!

With one palm colliding, Hong Yi's Hongmeng parasite hand pressed under the palm of the Buddha, and instantly burst out with infinite blood light, wanting to completely swallow the Buddha's hand, but was suppressed by one of the domineering artistic conception "permeating through the past and the future".

This moment.

Zhu Yi's eyes flashed slightly:

"Okay, it's this time to complete the fourth mission!"

boom!

But just as he was about to unite his body and soul to defeat Hong Yi, suddenly, a cold and majestic voice exploded directly into the void of the courtyard:

"The Amitabha Sutra of the Past! The Sutra of No Birth in the Future! Since the Great Zen Temple was destroyed, these scriptures from the Great Zen Temple have fallen into the hands of Meng Shenji. You, Zhu Yi, you are Meng Shenji's person! What a little beast!"

In the majestic voice, a big hand poked out from the void, tearing open the space in the sky in the courtyard, and stepped out with his hands behind him, and a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown like a god king could be seen behind him.

boom!

With a cold shout, Li Shenguang and Xie Wenyuan instantly recognized the identity of the owner of the voice.

Hong Xuanji!

Hong Xuanji, who had just returned with Prince Yang Pan a year ago, was named the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty by the emperor who ascended the throne.

Hong Xuanji, Hong Yi...

In a moment, they understood Hong Yi's identity.

At this time, Li Shenguang watched Hong Xuanji walk out of the void, domineering, arrogant, cold and ruthless.

"Mengshenji, how dare you arrange for such a little beast to seize Hong Yi's luck? I will kill him now. Even if he is the sub-saint of the hundred saints, he must die today!!!"

As soon as he appeared, he clenched his fist and hit Zhu Yi!

His face was twisted and red, and he roared out without fear of death and shouted:

"Hong Xuanji, you are so brave. Because your son did not win the top scorer, he attacked the real top scorer who could make a hundred saints sound. Stop it! Otherwise, you will be criticized by the people of the world and drowned!"

However, he, a literati, almost even took steps forward in front of Hong Xuanji who had made all his efforts.
To be continued...