Xiao Yi looked at Zhao Wudi in front of him expressionlessly.
The Qingping sword breathed out the cold edge, and the whole body of the cold sword rested on Zhao Wudi's neck.
The sharp sword energy seemed to cut his skin open.
As long as Zhao Wudi made any strange moves, the sword would unceremoniously swing down and chop off his head.
Even as a strong man in the Saint King Realm, no matter how tenacious his vitality is.
But once the head is chopped off.
At least this body will also be completely abolished.
Zhao Wudi's face was ashen.
He didn't expect that he would be defeated by Xiao Yi in the end.
All the time.
The only opponent in his mind is his father Zhao Wuji.
Especially after by chance, he obtained the corpses of the most yin and yang monsters, completely integrated them into his body, and turned them into the power he controlled.
He is even more arrogant.
It is absolutely impossible to stop him if he thinks that the Hall of Eternal Life is reappearing.
For Xiao Yi
It was just that Xiao Yi defeated the severed hand he had left outside in the mysterious realm, thinking of revenge, and took Xiao Yi as a stepping stone for him to become the number one master in the Qingtian Realm.
But what he never expected was that he would lose to Xiao Yi?
"This is impossible¡¡"
Zhao Wudi gritted his teeth and roared hysterically, "How could I lose to you? I have obtained the power of a Yin-Yang monster, mastered the power of Yin-Yang, and it is the eighth stage of the Saint King Realm. How could I lose to you? No, I Dissatisfied"
"The power of yin and yang?"
Xiao Yi was condescending, his pitiful gaze made Zhao Wudi's eyes sting, "Do you really think that the power of yin and yang belongs to you? The reason why warriors practice is to improve step by step and break through the shackles one after another. But you are taking a shortcut and plundering the power of others will indeed allow you to improve rapidly in a short period of time, but it is not your own power after all"
Warrior practice.
? The most important thing is to keep pace with each other.
Every realm requires a solid foundation.
Ten-thousand-foot tall buildings rise from the ground.
If the foundation is not strong enough, no matter how tall the building is piled up, it will not be able to withstand strong winds and earthquakes, and there will be a risk of collapse eventually.
Even if Xiao Yi controls the Eternal Tomb.
Possessing a heaven-defying magical skill like "Feng Shen Zhen Tian Gong", which can devour the power of all things in the world for his own use, he is also extremely cautious when devouring these powers.
If he is willing
It is completely possible to devour a state, or even a world of living beings, just like the master of the Sun and Moon Palace, to improve one's cultivation.
With Xiao Yi's strength, if he devours all the creatures in the Qingtian Realm, he can definitely reach the peak of the Saint King Realm, and even reach the Saint King Realm without any problem.
But he didn't do that.
The reason is that he knows the importance of the foundation.
Knowing that if you want to go far enough on the road of martial arts and become strong enough, you must step by step and make the foundation of each realm pragmatic and thorough.
if not.
No matter how strong the cultivation level is, there will be a day when the true colors will be revealed.
Zhao Wudi looked at a loss.
The obsession in his heart is to surpass Zao Wou-ki.
Beyond his father!
But¡¡
However, he has forgotten the most basic thing in martial arts, that is the foundation. Even if there is an adventure against the sky, if he does not lay a solid foundation, even if he uses shortcuts to raise his cultivation to a higher level, it will collapse one day.
Just like now!
With his eighth level of the Holy King Realm, it is already enough to sweep the entire Qingtian Realm.
Even if the strong man from the Hall of Eternal Life reappears in the world, he can resist most of the masters from the Hall of Eternal Life.
He is not weak!
only¡¡
Just as Xiao Yi said.
After all, these powerful forces did not come from his own cultivation overnight. Instead, they plundered the power of the most yin and yang monsters and used them for their own use.
Only.
It is one thing to know in the heart, but it is really difficult for Zhao Wudi to admit that his efforts for thousands of years have been in vain.
Seeing this, Xiao Yi knew what was going on.?Zhao Wudi was convinced, and continued to use strong medicine, and said indifferently: "If your father knew that you borrowed external force to forcibly improve your strength, even if you defeated me today, he would not recognize you! "
Buzz!
Zhao Wudi trembled all over.
His face instantly turned pale.
Xiao Yi's words hit his weakness directly.
What kind of arrogant talent is Zao Wou-ki?
That is the existence that can become the strongest in Qingtian Realm and overthrow the Palace of Eternal Life by one's own strength.
How could he allow his son to improve his cultivation by relying on external force?
If he really knew what Zhao Wudi had done, he might not only be pissed off to death, but even wished to beat Zhao Wudi to death.
"am I wrong?"
Zhao Wudi muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming confused, "Could it be that my persistence all these years has been wrong? Why did it happen? Why? I just want to surpass my father and let the world know that I am not only Zhao Wuji's son, but also my son. Even more myself, I am the mighty Zhao Wudi But now, did I really do something wrong?"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.
He didn't know that Zhao Wudi would have such a big reaction when he heard Zhao Wuji.
Now it is a guess.
He has always lived under his father's great name.
And this kind of fame is an honor to outsiders, but it has become a huge pressure for Zhao Wudi, making him breathless. So he wanted to become stronger, to become even stronger than Zao Wou-ki.
So as to break this pressure.
This is also a poor man!
Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and then said: "You are right, the pursuit of great strength is the wish of everyone, but the path you chose was wrong. You have always wanted to surpass your father, and this has become your obsession. It has become your nightmare. Let you do whatever it takes to lead you astray"
"Shut up¡¡"
Zhao Wudi's eyes were red, and an angry roar came from his throat.
He was like a beast whose scars had been uncovered.
Xiao Yi's aura suddenly exploded, and he let out a thunderous roar: "It's you who should shut up!"
"you¡¡"
Zhao Wudi opened his mouth wide.
As if someone had pinched his throat, unable to speak.
Xiao Yi quietly rehearsed the eight parts of Tianlong Yin of Buddhism, each word was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, deafening to the ears, directly hitting the soul: "Some people in this world are destined to be myths and cannot be surpassed. There is only one Zao Wou-ki in this world, no matter how brilliant the future generations are None of his achievements can cover up the brilliant pen and ink he left in the long river of history. What we latecomers have to do is not to think about surpassing them, but to inherit their will, live out our own splendor, live out the present, and live out a life that belongs to own life"
Buzz!
? Zhao Wudi's face froze suddenly, which made him feel like he was being slapped in the face, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his mind (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com