The night is as cool as water, and the moon is as full as a pancake.
Most of the pie.
In the land of changes, when everyone was in despair, Li Ziye once again used the Futian Fighting Technique and the God-killing Magic Formation at the same time. Blood mist exploded around him, burning like a blood flame.
Outside the place of change, Shu Ru, Chen Qiaoer and others saw this scene. Although they were anxious, they could not stop it at all.
With everyone watching, inside the Jedi, Li Ziye took a deep breath and looked at Illness in front of him, his eyes completely firm.
We have come this far, how can we stop here?
A hundred feet away, Wei Er noticed the change in the young man in front of him. Black air surged all over his body, and the pressure was even stronger than before.
The next moment, the two moved again, several minutes faster than before.
In the sky and on the ground, the two figures passed each other again and again. They ran away as soon as they touched each other and never hesitated to fight.
"Bah!"
In the air, Wei Er punched out. In front of him, the afterimage was shattered. Behind him, a sword passed by, and the sound of broken clothes was heard.
In an instant, Ji'e reacted, turned around and struck back with force.
Li Ziye, who had nowhere to rely on in the air, fell suddenly, avoiding Netherland's shocking blow.
The huge gap in cultivation made Li Ziye understand that the battle would be over when he couldn't avoid Netherland's attack in front of him.
The power of the divine realm is definitely not something he can bear. Just one move is enough to kill him.
Therefore, this is a battle with zero error tolerance, no mistakes are allowed, not even once.
"boom!"
The moment Li Ziye landed on the ground, illness fell from the sky as well, and he stepped down like a mountain.
The huge impact directly shook the ground below, and a figure rushed out from the sand and dust, reaching a hundred feet away in an instant.
"Fuyang Fire Sacrifice, Heavenly Fire Starts a Prairie Fire!"
In the process of retreating, Li Ziye quickly formed seals with his hands, and a wave of fire swept across the void and rained down from the sky.
The sea of fire filled the air, and before he could recover, the disease rushed out again in the flames, but he was still unscathed, and the strongest spell with the fire attribute could not hurt him at all.
Li Ziye was not at all surprised by this. He stepped on it and his figure was like an illusion, avoiding another counterattack of illness.
The rumbling and shaking earth, landslides and ground cracks, and an indescribable battle shocked everyone outside the mutated land.
"Amitabha."
Witnessing this earth-shattering battle, Sanzang recited a Buddha's name, put his hands together, and began to chant sutras.
Once upon a time, Brother Li was still a martial arts beginner who cheated and tricked him into attaining enlightenment three times. Now, nearly five years have passed, and Brother Li has reached an unbelievable height in his martial arts journey.
In fact, no one except Brother Li is qualified for today's battle.
Not even the Tantai Heavenly Girl whose overall combat power was superior to them.
The only way to compete with absolute power is absolute speed.
"You all, open your eyes and study carefully!"
In the Confucian camp, Chen Qiaoer glanced at the disciples behind him and said coldly, "I'm not asking you to come here just to watch the excitement. Let me watch carefully how you Li Jiaoxi fought across a huge realm!"
"Disciple, take the order!"
Behind him, a group of Confucian disciples bowed their hands and bowed respectfully, and responded in unison.
"You too."
Beside the Qinglong Sect's chariot, Xiao Yiren said in a deep voice, "Look at me carefully. You are also a younger generation. Even your martial arts talents and time in martial arts are far ahead of him. Why are you standing there today?" It’s not you who are the ones who blame him, so reflect on how far your ridiculous martial arts moves are compared to his.”
Behind the scenes, the disciples of Qinglong Sect were all too frightened to speak when they heard the sect leader's reprimand.
"Martial arts requires time and continuous polishing."
In front of the Suzaku Sect team, Old Suzaku looked at the mutated place in front of him and said, "You all should look at it carefully. What he is better than you is not just speed. No matter how fast he is, he will not be able to face the gods." Any advantage, his real strength lies in his every move, without any unnecessary movements. Faced with heavy pressure or even the desperate situation between life and death, his moves and footsteps do not have any deformation or panic. This is not talent, but countless Hundreds and thousands of practices have made them become the body's instinct."
On both sides, the elders of the Suzaku Sect and the disciples of the Suzaku Sect behind them all looked serious when they heard the old sect leader's instructions and watched the battle carefully.
"Same for you."
The two sect masters of the Xuanwu Sect and the White Tiger Sect saw the battle ahead and lectured their disciples mercilessly, "Take a good look at the gap between you and him!"
"Changqing, do you see it? This is our young master."
In front of everyone, Hua Feng said softly, "No matter in peacetime or in battle, the young master will never be wrong."
The situation that the Li family has been facing all along is exactly the same as the young master's current battle. There is no room for any mistakes. If you make a mistake, it will be doomed.
"Yin Si Feng Xie, Huangquan Younu!"
Under the gaze of everyone, in the land of changes, the cross-border battle became more intense. Li Ziye distanced himself, formed a seal with his hands, and the strongest wind-attributed spell appeared in response.
Suddenly, with a sharp neighing sound, the underworld girl roared out.
Ahead, the sick figure passed by, shaking Younu away with one punch, and the air flow around her body destroyed all the blades in the wind.
"Goddess."
During the battle, Li Ziye once again tested the defense of the underworld in front of him and said via voice message, "I need your help."
"Say!" Tantai Jingyue responded in a deep voice.
"I need Taichu Sword and your divine power."
Li Ziye said quickly, "My own strength is not enough to break through his defense."
"Can!"
Tantai Jingyue agreed without hesitation, and immediately pulled out the Taichu Sword, crossed the sword in front of him, and pointed at the sword, and a steady stream of divine power penetrated into the divine sword.
In the place of mutation, Li Ziye looked at the underworld rushing in front of him. While avoiding it, he also began to accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity.
He knew very well that the opportunity would present itself immediately and he could not afford to miss it.
"boom!"
Wei Er got close with a punch, and Li Ziye kicked the longevity monument beside him. He took advantage of the situation and retreated, once again avoiding Netherland's offensive.
After repeated attacks failed, Bian'e stared at the young man in front of him. Black air surged out from his body. Apparently, he was really angry and wanted to use a wide range of attacks.
Li Ziye's eyes narrowed when he saw Wei'e's choice, and he took the initiative to rush forward instead of retreating.
At the same time, Li Ziye pulled out the Yunzhi Sword from his waist and moved with both swords, his sword energy soaring to the sky.
"Goddess!"
"clear!"
Outside the place of change, Tantai Jingyue sent the Taichu Sword in with a palm of his hand. The Taichu Sword, like a blazing meteor, appeared in front of Li Ziye at the right time.
The tacit cooperation is perfect.
"Three swords reach the sky, don't worry about life or death!"
When the sword arrived, Li Ziye gave a deep shout, and his blood energy shot straight into the sky. The three divine weapons resonated brilliantly, and the sword moved the wind and clouds!
