The cold night is bleak.
The wind and the remaining clouds.
In the wilderness, Li Qingzhi walked past with his sword drawn, ready to take action himself.
It's not that I don't trust Hong Yi, but I really don't want to cause any more trouble, so I should finish my work and go back early.
After all, no one wants to stay outside in this freezing cold weather.
At night, the unparalleled sword came out, and the three-foot autumn water was extremely sharp. Every move was deadly, without any sloppiness.
The true meaning of the sword is speed, accuracy and concentration.
Different practitioners have different understandings of the same exercise.
Hong Yi's sword is extremely fast, and every move is very fast. When fighting, the attack is like a violent storm, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.
The sword of the Li family's peerless prodigy is one of absolute concentration and control of power, so wonderful that it never wastes a single bit of energy.
In Kendo, there is no such thing as who is superior and who is inferior. The only difference is just a different understanding of martial arts.
Of course, at this stage, Li Qingzhi is undoubtedly much better. After all, the gap between talent and experience is not so easy to make up for.
For many years, the reason why Li Ziye has not used Hong Yi is that besides intentionally letting Hong Yi hide his edge, another important reason is that Hong Yi's current level is not yet high enough to intimidate anyone.
Not only strength, but also mind, decision-making ability, and all aspects need to continue to grow.
Just like today's mission, if it were Tianzhique with a similar strength level, the sneak attack would probably be successful.
Hong Yi is still a little too young after all.
The flowers grown in the greenhouse still need the experience of wind and rain.
If the Li family's growing environment could be considered a greenhouse.
In the wilderness, Li Hongyi saw that the second young master took action in person and stood quietly outside the battle, humbly learning.
If you don't study hard, you really have no chance of getting ahead in the Li family.
He didn't want to spend his whole life looking after a home.
no way!
Thinking of this, Li Hongyi's eyes widened even wider, rounder and brighter.
"Secret blessing from Liujia, heaven comes to visit you!"
During the battle, Li Qingzhi swung his sword, the dragon and the tiger reflected each other, the sword energy was like a sword, and it was unstoppable.
Lei Gongfeng was horrified and couldn't dodge. The real energy around his body gathered and he clenched his fist to block the attack.
There was a loud bang and the impact of sword energy. The corners of Lei Gongfeng's mouth turned red and he stepped back a few steps.
The unmatched opponent made Lei Gongfeng feel terrified and he did not dare to hesitate. He stepped on it, turned around and ran away again.
The lightning flashed, and in an instant, it was already a hundred feet away.
"The Secret Blessing of Liujia, travel in the wind!"
During the battle, Li Qingzhi's figure flashed past him at the same time. In the blink of an eye, he stopped in front of Lei Chongfeng and slashed with Wushuang, causing a waterfall of blood to splash out.
Amidst the ear-piercing sound of flesh and blood tearing apart, Lei worshiped his chest, sword marks clearly visible on the bones appeared, and the skin and flesh turned upside down, which was shocking to the soul.
"second to none!"
One move after another, another move, Wushuang swung by, the moves changed like clouds and flowing water, the sword moved at will, and the intention followed the heart, leaving no trace and immeasurable.
The next moment, the sword energy spread across the night sky.
"ah!"
Screams resounded through the night sky. Lei Gongfeng blocked one sword energy after another, but could not stop the Wushuang Sword that followed.
The blade of the sword penetrated the body, dripping with blood and dazzling the eyes.
In panic, Lei Gongfeng stretched out his hand to hold the edge of the sword and stepped back, trying to escape. However, the Wushuang Sword bucked the trend and saw a broken arm flying up, blood spurting out like a waterfall.
The shrill screams were even worse than before, terrifying.
Outside the battle, Li Hongyi's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene.
It turns out that this is what the second young master meant when he said he was a little short of heat.
The techniques are the same, the moves are the same, and they even learned the sword, but he can never beat the second young master. The biggest reason is that he seems to be a little bit behind in every aspect.
Just these little differences in each aspect, when accumulated, become an insurmountable chasm.
What a monster!
No wonder the eldest young master, the second young master, and the younger young master are the starters, while he, Taotao and others are the substitutes, because they are all normal people!
"ah!"
While Hong Yi was thinking, in the battle ahead, screams were heard one after another, echoing across the wilderness.
In order to prevent the thunder worshiper from escaping, Li Qingzhi directly destroyed the former's cultivation and severed the meridians of his hands and feet.
The battle lasted less than a quarter of an hour from the beginning to the end. As the master of Yanyu Tower, no one among the targets Li Qingzhi personally took action could escape safely.
There are specialties in the art industry. To kill the five realms, the first thing to do is to prevent the opponent from escaping.
Either he has extremely superb assassination techniques like Tian Zhique, or he is like the Li family's unparalleled genius, absolutely powerful in every aspect.
"Red."
After abolishing the Lei Sacrifice, Li Qingzhi waved his hand and sheathed his sword, and said, "Take the person back and hand him over to Uncle Zhou for interrogation."
That idiot Hua Fengdu didn't know when he would wake up. Now, Uncle Zhou and the others have to do things like asking for information, which adds a lot of workload to Uncle Zhou and the others for no reason.
"oh."
Outside the battle, Li Hongyi heard the words, stepped forward quickly, and then picked up the blood-covered Lei Gongfeng with a look of disgust.
It is indeed a bit disgusting to let a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder and a slight mysophobia do such rough work.
At this moment, above the sky, the moon hidden by dark clouds appeared little by little, illuminating the dark night again.
The two then set off to return the same way they came.
"Red."
"Um?"
"Just a reminder."
On the way, Li Qingzhi spoke softly, "You can't fail next time. This time, I'm here to give you the complete answer. One day, when you have to perform a mission by yourself, if the mission fails, you may even lose your own money as a result." Life, if he hadn't been careless back then, maybe the position of the owner of Yanyu Tower now belongs to him."
At the beginning, among the children picked up by the younger brother, there was one whose martial arts was even better than that of Hong Yi, and his family had high hopes for him. Unfortunately, he lost his life in a mission that was not too difficult.
It is for this reason that my younger brother has been reluctant to use red clothes easily, for fear of repeating the same mistakes of the past.
How can outsiders understand the hard work and sacrifices the Li family has made to get to where they are today?
"Second Master, don't worry, host, I will succeed next time!" Li Hongyi responded seriously.
"Um."
Li Qingzhi nodded slightly, his expression softened slightly, and he subconsciously looked to the north with worry in his eyes.
Little brother, Hongyi is here, I will try my best to bring him out, no need to worry.
Is everything going well there?
The God of Light has not fallen in the twilight era of the gods thousands of years ago, which shows how unique he is.
In a game with God, there are dangers everywhere, so you must not be careless in any way.
At this moment, in the Far North, in the Valley of Immortality, Li Ziye was sitting in an igloo, eyes closed, brows furrowed, thinking over and over again about every step of the arrangement, for fear of any flaws.
