"Who is this little guy who only has the sixth level of the Holy Realm?" Soon, the five elders of Kongshan fixed their eyes on Lin Yi. After all, Lin Yi's realm is too low. At least it is the peak of the holy realm, but Lin Yi is only at the sixth level of the holy realm.
Taoist Longhu chuckled, "Of course I'm a friend of this Taoist!"
All the five elders of Kongshan laughed loudly, "Old man, with your temperament, how can you carry a burden, this kid probably has some kind of secret!"
There was evil in the eyes of the five elders of Kongshan, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
However, they couldn't see through Lin Yi.
Lin Yi stood there calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Lin Yi's gaze has been staring at the storm in midair.
Taoist Longhu also ignored the five elders of Kongshan, and focused on the storm, ready to enter the Towering Monument.
The five elders of Kongshan were bored, and looked at the golden storm.
The scene is still peaceful for the time being, without any martial artist taking action, but the undercurrent is surging, and each other is on guard. Once the Towering Monument appears, it will definitely be another killing battle!
In mid-air, warriors flew towards and landed nearby.
Lin Yi scattered his mental strength and roughly counted. There are seventy or eighty warriors who have arrived now, and twenty of them have reached the holy realm.
Half an hour later, the golden storm had evolved to its limit, completely merging with the lightning that struck down from the sky.
At this time, a group of figures rushed out of the skeleton army in the bone forest, and landed near the storm in a bit of embarrassment.
There were seven people in this line, all of whom were more or less wounded, and one could tell from the clothes and tokens that they were all disciples of the Holy Court.
The leader was a middle-aged man, apparently Xia Jiang.
"Senior Brother Xia Jiang, we are finally here!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thanks to Senior Brother Xia Jiang, otherwise we would all die at the hands of those monsters!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Xia Jiang's strength is really invincible!"
"The treasure in the Towering Monument must belong to Senior Brother Xia Jiang..."
Everyone was shy and complimented one after another, and Xia Jiang was also very helpful, with a faint smile on his face, "When I get the treasure in the towering monument, I will naturally benefit from you, haha..."
Except for Xia Jiang, the remaining six disciples are all at the peak of the Holy Realm and the top disciples in the Holy Academy.
"Senior Brother Xia Jiang, look at that person, he seems to be a disciple of the Holy Academy!" A disciple in his thirties saw the token on Lin Yi's body, and immediately said, "It seems that his strength is so low!"
Everyone glanced over, with disdain on their faces, "It's only the sixth level of the Holy Realm, I don't know how he got in!"
"The Taoist next to him has a perfect cultivation in the holy realm!"
"Lin Yi!" The smile on Xia Jiang's face froze immediately, "What a coincidence!"
The six disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were all startled, "He is Lin Yi!"
Although Lin Yi joined the Holy Academy for only one year, he is already a legendary figure. He is known to everyone among the disciples of the Holy Academy, and his reputation is almost comparable to that of Xia Jiang.
"I heard that this Lin Yi is a super genius!"
"Hehe, in front of Senior Brother Xia Jiang, there are still people who dare to call themselves geniuses? What a joke!"
"Indeed, Senior Brother Xia Jiang is the number one genius in the Holy Academy. This kid is just lucky enough to be appreciated by the headmaster!"
The six people discussed in succession.
Lin Yi's eyes turned around, he just took a look, then turned away, without paying attention to Xia Jiang and others.
Xia Jiang's complexion became extremely ugly, he weighed in his heart, he is now afraid of Taoist Longhu beside Lin Yi.
At this time, behind Xia Jiang, the 30-year-old disciple at the peak of the Holy Realm stood up.
This person, named Xiang Yong, has always been Xia Jiang's follower. He knows how to judge words and deeds, and has many ways to curry favor with Xia Jiang.
At this moment, Xiang Yong saw Xia Jiang's face, and immediately stood up, walked not far from Lin Yi, and shouted: "Lin Yi, as a disciple of the Holy Academy, why don't you come to see your brother quickly, don't you know how to be polite? What!"
"That's right, Lin Yi, hurry over here, don't forget, you are a disciple of the Holy Court!"
"A new disciple, after seeing all the senior brothers, he still doesn't come here to bow down!"
The other five disciples also agreed one after another, laughing loudly.
Lin Yi frowned slightly, and ignored these people. In his opinion, these disciples were just Xia Jiang's lackeys.
Xiang Yong suddenly felt ashamed, but he didn't expect that Lin Yi didn't take them seriously, and immediately showed sullen expression, and rushed over decisively, "Lin Yi, it seems that as a senior brother, I really should teach you what is holy Courtesy of etiquette!"
With that said, Xiang Yong threw out a punch fiercely, and hit Lin Yi directly in the chest. He released the eightfold Gang Qi from his body, and rushed out with such force as to shake the ground.
Lin Yi didn't show weakness either, he greeted Xiang Yong's attack with both fists, and smashed it.
They collided suddenly, Lin Yi did not move, and Xiang Yong did not fall behind, and punched again.
The speed of the two is very fast, they have fought dozens of times in the blink of an eye, but there is no winner.
Everyone thought that Xiang Yong would be able to crush Lin Yi with one punch. After all, the difference in realm was not small, but this situation did not happen. Lin Yi not only blocked Xiang Yong's punching technique, but also looked relaxed.
Xiang Yong felt that Lin Yi was like an iron wall, no matter how strong he used, Lin Yi could stop him.
"How could this happen!" Xiang Yong was shocked. He wanted to teach Lin Yi a lesson to please Xia Jiang, but he didn't want to be slapped in the face by Lin Yi.
Taoist Longhu watched with great interest. He had seen Lin Yi's swordsmanship and knew Lin Yi's real fighting power.
The more Xiang Yong thought about it, the angrier he became. He decisively pulled out his five-spirit weapon in mid-air, slashed at Lin Yi, and shouted angrily, "Bold, you dare to attack senior brother, and break your arm!"
The sword cut directly at Lin Yi's right arm.
Everyone seemed to have seen the blood splattered on the spot, but they didn't want to. Lin Yi didn't move, but suddenly pressed out a black jade sword in his hand, and slashed towards Xiang Yong.
The glow of the seven-color sword skyrocketed, coupled with the smelted power of the black jade sword, it was as powerful as opening up the world, directly suppressing Xiang Yong's body from midair.
Xiang Yong was shocked, he felt that a heavy mountain was crushed on his body, and his body fell to the ground, creating a big hole.
And Lin Yi's sword light increased even more, breaking Xiang Yong's way of the sword in an instant, and with a sudden swing, a burst of sword light was brought out, falling in front of Xiang Yong.
With a loud noise, Xiang Yong's body flew upside down, and the spirit weapon in his hand was almost broken.
At this moment, Xiang Yong felt powerless like never before.
