Female President's Protector

"Shadow Clone." I saw Koyamada Kokoko came to a place one meter away from Zhang Yi, and roared, and immediately saw that his body was divided into two, two into four, and there were four Koyamada Kokomoko.

Zhang Yi curled his lips, his face full of disdain. He didn't know if there was any real invisibility in this world, but the invisibility of the little devil evolved by taking advantage of the surrounding environmental factors, and the shadow clone was the same. Much the same.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the four little Yamada Kokoko, and then there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand, muttering something in his mouth, and then saw several golden rays of light appearing from his hands, the purpose was to These four little Yamada Shinko.

'bang'

'bang'

These rays of light are like sharp swords, going straight to Koyamada Shinko's heart. When the rays of light arrive, the real Koyamada Shinko rolls around on the ground, his face turns livid, and he looks at the tables behind him with lingering fear. The table has been shattered by the light, and the debris of the wooden table is scattered in the air.

There was an unbelievable aura in the air, Koyamada Shinko and his group's eyes widened, full of unbelievable.

Especially those three ancient warriors, it seemed that all the strength in their bodies had been drained, their breathing stagnated, and their bodies were constantly shaking.

As ancient warriors, they are very clear that warriors are only stronger than ordinary people.

But once you reach the acquired state, the innate state is different. The state of the state is a matter of a thousand miles away.

They have heard that spiritual consciousness can only be produced at the ninth level of acquired nature, but congenital masters are different. The gap is too big, even if the first level of innate level can generate true energy, it can be exposed.

As for Zhang Yi's move just now, it is obvious that only a congenital master can use it.

Oh my god, congenital masters, they have lived most of their lives, and they have never seen anyone, let alone be an enemy to them.

Even some so-called masters of Taoism are nothing more than acquired seventh-layer realms, and innate masters in this world are rare.

But the enemies he faces are innate masters, and at this time they all want to die.

"Are you an innate master?" A slightly older middle-aged man asked tremblingly.

"Xiantian?" Zhang Yi shrugged needlessly, gave him a blank look, and said in an extremely unkind tone, "So what?"

Back when he was in the Fang family, that senior martial artist Lin Li also wanted to say that he was innate, right?

It's a pity that he passed away without saying anything.

The old man once said that those so-called middle-level warriors and high-level warriors are just ordinary people. Only those who have advanced to the acquired realm can be considered ancient warriors. The acquired realm is divided into nine levels, and each level has three levels.

The seventh level of the day after tomorrow is the Qi training period. At that time, the internal energy generated in the human body can barely be regarded as a master.

The post-acquired ninth level is the innate, and the innate only has the sixth level, but I can only cross the watershed of the peak of the acquired nine-level, and I have not seen a breakthrough for a long time.

As for why he was able to reveal his true energy, he only knew that it was all because of his kung fu. The kung fu that the old man gave himself and Sanniang was said to be the supreme kung fu. He once asked the old man what state he was in, but this The dead old man just smiled and said nothing.

He really wanted to break through the acquired state this morning and reach the innate state as soon as possible, so when he came back, he retreated in Europe for more than a month. Unfortunately, no matter how he retreated, he couldn't break through, so he could only listen to the old man's words In practice, haste makes waste in cultivation, and everything is resigned to fate.

Originally, he wanted to return to Huaxia after reaching the innate, but he didn't make a breakthrough, and he didn't want to wait any longer, so he could only go back to Huaxia.

The three ancient warriors suddenly found it ridiculous. Zhang Yitang, a congenital master, kept a low profile, but what about the three of them?

There is only one of them who is a pseudo-acquired person, and actually jumps there, but in the eyes of others, he is just a clown.

But don't blame them, after all, ancient warriors are not Chinese cabbage in the vegetable market, they can be seen everywhere, now they can only be said to be unlucky, who would have thought that a bodyguard is actually a natural master?

It is estimated that no one will believe it.

"Are you really a congenital master?" Koyamada Shinko stood up in extreme embarrassment, and asked tremblingly. Although he had seen Zhang Yi make a move and already believed it, he still didn't want to believe it. At the same time, he scolded the person behind him. Do it a dozen times.

Zhang Yi shrugged helplessly, and said extremely arrogantly: "Come on, today I want to see how you guys killed me."

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The eight people all looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile wryly. If it was just now, they would definitely think that Zhang Yi was too arrogant, but now they know that Zhang Yi has the capital of his arrogance.

"I heard that a few years ago, there was a person who called himself 'Reaper', who swept up all sects and sects, and threatened that people from these sects would not be allowed to leave the mountain for three years. Are you a member of those sects?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi frowned slightly, why are these guys so annoying, labor and capital are not limited to people from these sects, what the fuck is labor and capital still a 'ghost of death'.

Of course, he only said these words secretly in his heart, he would not say them out, and said impatiently: "Who do you care about me, do you still want to fight?"

Immediately looking at Luo Qingcheng, she couldn't help being speechless for a while, her face twitched unceasingly, this little girl was actually signing the document there as if nothing had happened, as if the situation at this time had nothing to do with her.

Dumbfoundingly, he said, "I said Mr. Luo, you can trust me."

Luo Qingcheng didn't speak, but the movement of her hands had already stopped, because the fake Houtian's words just now moved her heart, and she had heard of that legend, so could it be that Zhang Yi is the 'God of Death'?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile wryly. This idea is too far-fetched. She would rather believe that Zhang Yi is from those sects than believe that he is the god of death, because it is impossible.

It seems that he is such a person, who is careless and does not care about the importance of things, how can he be that hero.

You must know that the god of death has saved many people.

Even if she was beaten to death, she would not believe that Zhang Yi was that person.

The eight people looked at each other in blank dismay, their hearts constantly shaking. At this moment, they just wanted to leave this place first. After all, they all knew what a congenital master was, and that was an existence that could instantly kill them.

Seeming to have discovered their plan, Zhang Yi sneered: "Want to leave? When this is some place, come and leave as soon as you say."

"you……"

Koyamada Xinzi pointed at Zhang Yi angrily, suddenly blurred in front of his eyes, Zhang Yi's figure disappeared immediately, his pupils shrank for a while, and suddenly felt a coolness in his lower abdomen, as if a gust of gas kept hitting his internal organs.