"Old Bai, it belongs to your uncle!"
In the dark night, on the street, screams rang out, and when the black air filled the air, Li Ziye was thrown out as a human shield.
"Brother Li, if you don't use your turtle shell, you will be beaten to death!"
After throwing Li Ziye out, Bai Wangyu did not forget to remind him and said.
"Your uncle!"
In the air, Li Ziye gritted his teeth and cursed, then quickly circulated his true energy, and the awe-inspiring energy appeared in response.
The invisible waves turned into body-protecting aura and spread quickly.
"boom!"
In the black air, a hand as hard as gold and stone stretched out and slapped Li Ziye's body-protecting Qi with a bang.
A deafening roar sounded, Li Ziye's blood boiled from the slap, and cracks appeared on the turtle shell on his body.
"Jie Jie!"
In the black energy, the monster sneered, stepped forward, and swatted out again.
Boom!
There was a deafening impact, and the first turtle shell outside Li Ziye shattered.
"Holy shit."
When Li Ziye saw this, his expression was shocked, and he hurriedly channeled his true energy to catalyze the second layer of the turtle shell.
"The mirror is not the truth!"
Under the dark night, in the dazzling golden light, the mirror appeared, and the waves spread, blocking the monster's attack.
With a sudden tremor, the monster's palm force hit the mirror light. In an instant, ripples appeared, and part of the palm force was actually reflected back.
There was a rumble and earthquake, and the monster took a step back with a muffled groan as he endured the force of his palm.
Outside the battle, Bai Wangyu looked at the battle ahead and commented, "Buddhism's Mingjing Yifeitai can actually reflect the opponent's attacks. It is indeed the strongest defensive move in the world."
"The awe-inspiring power of the Confucian sect is no less generous." Sanzang said modestly.
"Confucianism's Haoran chapter focuses on the balance of offense and defense. Just talking about defense is not as good as Buddhism's Bodhi Three Degrees. This is a fact." Bai Wangyu said with a smile.
"White Donor."
Sanzang looked at the battle ahead and said, "Are we really not going to help? Donor Li looks like he can no longer hold on."
"Not urgent."
Bai Wangyu shook his head gently and said, "Brother Li fights with us, but he lacks the sense of crisis in actual combat. This time is just for him to practice. Master Fu, let's step back and make way for Brother Li."
After saying that, Bai Wangyu turned around without hesitation and walked towards the back.
"Amitabha."
Seeing this, Sanzang looked at the young man who was being beaten continuously in the battle with some unbearable eyes, then turned and walked towards the back.
"Old Bai, little monk, where are you going? Damn it, people will die!"
During the battle, Li Ziye saw the two people retreating from the corner of his eye and shouted urgently.
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, the monster in the black energy rushed forward again and punched out.
The body-protecting mirror received a heavy blow, Li Ziye's body was shaken several steps, and the blood all over his body surged violently.
Fortunately, the turtle's shell was hard enough and it was not injured.
"Your uncle, you're addicted to beating me, right? Do you think I really don't dare to fight back?"
Seeing that the two guys behind him couldn't count on him, Li Ziye's eyes darkened when he looked at the monster in front of him. He shouted deeply and pointed at the sword.
With a clanging sound, Chun Jun was unsheathed, and the cold light of the sword was awe-inspiring. The moment Li Ziye held the sword, his figure also flew out.
Feixianjue's movement and speed were unparalleled in the world. Under the dark night, Li Ziye's figure flickered and disappeared. A sword, like thunder, cut through the night sky, stabbing the monster in the black air again and again.
"Keng! Keng!"
The friction sound of sword blades and sharp claws colliding sounded, so harsh that the monster's claws were comparable to gold and stone, even a sharp sword could not damage it.
Outside the battle, Bai Wangyu looked at the battle ahead and said, "Master Buddha, is there any way to deal with this kind of monster?"
"Looking at its breath, it is extremely yin and extremely cold. The so-called yin and yang are in conflict with each other. It is best to use the power of yang to suppress it."
Sanzang replied, "Buddhist Buddhism and Confucianism's Haoran Zhengqi both belong to the power of the Sun. They can naturally defeat this monster."
"However, not everyone can master the Buddha Yuan and Haoran's righteousness. It is not easy to deal with such monsters." Bai Wangyu said in a condensed voice.
"What Donor Bai said is indeed reasonable."
Sanzang nodded, sighed softly, and said, "I just don't know how many such monsters there are. If it exceeds the tolerance limit of Buddhism and Confucianism, all sentient beings in the world will be in great trouble."
"boom!"
While the two were talking, the monster struck out with a palm. Li Ziye gritted his teeth to block the move, and thrust the ancient sword in his hand forward.
This strategy of losing both sides immediately frightened the monster, but it was too late to change his tactics.
As a result, the palm power and sword edge of one person and one demon passed through at the same time, and landed on the opponent with a crash.
"Well!"
There was a muffled groan, blood splashed, and black blood flew out of the monster's body, turning into ice when it hit the ground, and it was extremely cold.
On the opposite side, Li Ziye also resisted the monster's palm, with a touch of vermilion flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He blocked most of the force with his turtle shell, but he still suffered some backlash.
"The Confucian leader said that your blood is the cold dew of the extreme night, and it is indeed true."
Li Ziye glanced at the frozen black blood on the ground, and narrowed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he raised his eyes, looked at the monster in front of him, and said coldly, "In this case, I want your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ziye's expression became truly serious. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. The two divine treasures on his chest suddenly revived, and the roar was deafening.
"Brother Li, you are finally serious for once."
Outside the battle, Bai Wangyu looked relieved when he saw this scene.
For a long time, no matter what happened, Brother Li always treated it with a smile. Even if it was such a big thing as engraving names in the Heavenly Book, even if the result was not ideal, Brother Li would just laugh it off and rarely get angry or lose his temper.
This is his advantage, but it is also a disadvantage.
It's true to have a good mentality, but young people should have the impulsiveness of young people.
People are not frivolous and waste their youth, and it is not the case that they always don't care about anything.
"Flying Immortal Technique!"
During the battle, when Li Ziye saw that the blood of the monster in front of him was indeed the coldest thing, his expression turned cold, he stepped forward and rushed out like thunder.
"The two swords want to separate from the wind!"
The second form of the Flying Immortal Technique first appears. The sword is like a phantom. Under the night sky, vaguely, the human sword splits twice at the same time. Two shadows and two swords pass by at the same time. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Seeing this, the monster's expression darkened, and he gathered the monster energy in both palms, preparing to block the two swords.
"Well!"
But when he heard a suppressed groan, he looked around and saw that the monster's palms fell to the ground. From the front, an ancient sword broke through the black air and penetrated straight into the monster's chest.
Black blood spurted out. The monster looked at the sword on its chest in disbelief and took several steps back.
"impossible!"
The monster coughed up a mouthful of blood, unable to believe that he would be defeated by a human.
"What's impossible?"
Li Ziye drew the edge of his sword and said calmly, "You monsters are only allowed to eat people, but humans are not allowed to kill monsters?"
Outside the battle, Bai Wangyu and Sanzang looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Seriously, this guy is much more powerful than they thought.
Even they didn't dare to take the sword just now.
"The Flying Immortal Technique is indeed the best in the world."
Sanzang sighed, "In terms of attack power alone, no technique can compare with it."
"The trouble is, we also taught him how to defend himself."
Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "If his cultivation level exceeds ours in the future, he will really have no chance of fighting."
"It's not easy." Sanzang said calmly.
"Buddha, do you mean that it will not be easy for him to surpass us, or that after surpassing us in cultivation, it will not be easy for us to defeat him?" Bai Wangyu asked.
"It's not easy." Sanzang responded.
"Master, save me!"
At this moment, the seriously injured monster suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.
Suddenly, the expressions of Li Ziye and the three of them changed.
The next moment, in the night sky, a powerful palm force came through the air, exactly the same as the previous one.
"Awesome and powerful energy!"
The sudden palm power was so shocking that Li Ziye quickly used his protective energy to block the attack.
"boom!"
There was a loud earthquake, and the mighty energy broke through. Li Ziye's body reappeared with golden light, and a bright mirror appeared, blocking the next attack.
There was a roar, the strength of the palm increased, and the mirror was shattered in response to the sound.
The terrifying palm force was far beyond what the second realm could withstand. It came too suddenly, and it was too late for the two people behind to help.
"Who dares to hurt him!"
At the critical moment, at the end of the night, an angry voice sounded, and a young figure wearing a gray cloak appeared, and before he could blink, he rushed to the battlefield.
With the strength of his palm increasing, Li Qingzhi turned his palm and suddenly blocked the fatal palm.
"Second brother."
Seeing the person coming, Li Ziye's frightened face showed a hint of joy.
"Go back home!"
Li Qingzhi said angrily, glanced coldly at the three people behind him, then stepped forward and rushed towards the direction of the palm attack.
On the street, Bai Wangyu and Sanzang looked shocked when they saw the young man disappearing into the night.
This second son of the Li family is so strong!
Incredibly strong.
In terms of speed and palm strength just now, it's not even as simple as the third level!
On the street, Li Ziye saw his second brother leaving, stepped forward and killed the monster with a sword, then picked it up and returned the same way.
"gone back."
"Um."
Bai Wangyu and Sanzang nodded and followed.
"Brother Li."
"Um?"
"Is your second brother really only in the third realm?"
"Probably. He has been very powerful since he was a child. I have never been able to beat him, so I don't know how strong he is."
On the road, the sound of conversation became farther and farther, and after a while, it disappeared at the end of the night.
In the capital city, in a gloomy mansion, Li Qingzhi appeared with anger.
A sword, plain and ordinary, not a famous sword, but at this moment, it was filled with murderous intent.
"You all deserve to die for colluding with monsters!"
The anger that came from nowhere was so fierce that Li Qingzhi could clearly feel the anger from several feet away.
Just now, just a little bit, if he was half a step late!
Thinking of this, the anger in Li Qingzhi's heart became more intense.
That good-for-nothing brother can teach him a lesson, but others can't!
Deep in the mansion, a pair of cold eyes looked at the visitor, and a hint of fear flashed vaguely.
What an amazing murderous aura!
Under the night, Li Qingzhi didn't say any more nonsense. With one man and one sword, his figure swept out and the killing began.
Dawn, the moment when the morning light falls.
Inside the mansion, there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. There was no one left alive in the entire mansion. Li Qingzhi was so angry that he mercilessly slaughtered everyone in the mansion.
The cold wind in the early morning blew through, and the blood in the courtyard was pungent. Li Qingzhi casually dropped the bloody sword in his hand on the ground, and immediately turned around and left.
