The Imperial City of South Vietnam.
In the mansion where all the Yingzhou masters were, the sound of killing was loud and blood flowed like a river.
It was such an unexpected disaster that all the Yingzhou experts didn't even realize what was going on. Nearly half of them were already dead or injured.
The great cultivators of the Five Realms from the Nanyue royal family, the Bai Lie clan, and the Chen family were already furious and did not give the Yingzhou masters any chance to explain.
If a misunderstanding could be explained clearly in one or two sentences, it would not be called a misunderstanding.
What's more, when casualties begin to appear on both sides, the misunderstanding is no longer a misunderstanding, but a life-and-death hatred.
Therefore, while the great practitioners of the Five Realms from the Nanyue royal family, Chen family and Bai Lie clan were killing each other, the Yingzhou masters also started a crazy counterattack.
As a result, an ordinary mansion turned into a field of blood and killing.
"The man is running behind, chase him!"
After killing most of the Yingzhou masters, a Fifth Realm major cultivator felt the battle fluctuations behind him, shouted loudly, and immediately took the lead and rushed towards the backyard.
In the front yard, several great practitioners of the Five Realms who had freed up their hands heard the reminder and quickly followed them.
at the same time.
On the street outside the backyard, the battle between Xiao Si and Di Kui was at a fever pitch. They exchanged several moves. The two of them had a basic judgment on the opponent in front of them. Their moves became more ruthless and their fighting spirit became more and more intense.
"Shura destroys the Tao with one strike from Abi!"
Seeing that his opponent was not an ordinary person, Di Kui did not dare to be careless. The murderous spirit of the demon sword surged into the sky, and the murderous intent around him was strong. He slashed down with one sword, and the color of the world changed.
Under the scorching sun, the sword energy soaring into the sky was faint and frightening. On the blade, hundreds of ghosts howled, making a harsh sound.
"The Secret Blessing of Liujia!"
Seeing this, Xiao Si stepped on his foot, condensed the vast energy in his palm, and the nine-character mantra came out in response.
The Taoist martial arts reappeared, and the heavenly signs came. Around Xiaosi, the spiritual energy rushed and gathered sharply, like a stormy sea, with no wind making huge waves.
The next moment, Abi slashed his sword, and the sky came to visit. The martial arts of Yingzhou and Zhongyuan were in a head-on confrontation. After the violent collision, a wave of terror swept across, the sky shook and the earth shook, and gravel flew.
In the battle, the aftermath was turbulent. The two men each took three steps back and struck head-on. It was difficult to tell the difference.
Not far away, Li Ziye raised his hand, grabbed a piece of flying gravel, and reminded him, "Xiao Si, fight hard. Mr. Dikui's cultivation is close to the peak of the fifth realm. This is not what you have encountered before." Those trash fish are comparable."
"yes!"
Xiaosi accepted the order, his charming and heroic face became serious, and he took a step forward. The true energy in his body was pushed to the limit. In an instant, a pair of eyes turned red, and the astonishing power of spiritual consciousness quickly spread to the entire battle.
"The power of spiritual consciousness."
On the other side of the battle, Di Kui felt something and his expression changed slightly. How could this woman have such powerful spiritual power at such a young age?
"Young Master Li is always surrounded by experts!"
Outside the battle, Shirakawa Xiuning noticed the terrifying spiritual fluctuations in the battle not far away, his face darkened, and he said.
"Isn't that natural?"
Li Ziye responded calmly, "My Li family is the richest in the world. I have been recruiting powerful people from all over the world for many years. The most important thing is martial arts masters."
"Master Li is as confident as ever."
Shirakawa Xiuning calmly observed the person in front of him and said in a deep voice, "However, there is no one protecting Mr. Li now. I can also clearly feel that there is no fluctuation of true energy in Mr. Li. In such a situation, Li How can the young master protect himself?"
After saying that, Shirakawa Xiuning pulled out the sword in his hand, but the fear in his eyes did not diminish at all.
She was very clear about the power of the Li family's legitimate son. Back then, when he entered Yingzhou alone, he threw the entire Yingzhou into chaos. To this day, Yingzhou has not fully recovered its strength.
This is why she came to the Central Plains and never dared to show up.
"Miss Xiuning, you seem to be afraid of me."
Ten feet apart, Li Ziye looked at the woman in front of him and said with a smile, "As you said, my cultivation is now useless and my body can't move. What are you afraid of? Come on, let me see what you are doing." How much progress have you made every year, are you qualified to stand in front of me?"
"Master Li, you are too arrogant!"
Shirakawa Xiuning responded in a deep voice, suppressing the fear in his heart, and the true energy from his whole body surged out and poured into the long sword in his hand. Suddenly, the long sword trembled and the sword energy was hesitant.
"Nine Jue of Heavenly Sword!"
As soon as he made the move, it was the famous move of Heavenly Sword. Facing the man he feared the most in his life, Shirakawa Xiuning did not dare to hide it at all. The moment he made the move, the situation changed.
On the machine chair, Li Ziye saw a look of horror on his face when he saw the little girl from Yingzhou in front of him was about to kill her. He shouted loudly without hesitation, "My lords, help me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a South Vietnamese priest who had just rushed to the backyard heard the cry for help outside and immediately jumped up and came to the street.
At this moment, Baichuan Xiuning's sword also came to Li Ziye.
"Master Li!"
When a South Vietnamese priest saw this, his expression changed slightly. He immediately stepped forward and slapped the woman in front of him on the back of the heart.
They knew very well what a terrible thing it would be if the third son of the Li family was killed in South Vietnam.
He was very close, and with a squeaking sound, the blade of the sword tore through his clothes, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.
Blood oozed from Li Ziye's left shoulder, dyeing his clothes red.
However, when the sword was successful, Shirakawa Xiuning showed a look of horror on his face.
In front of him, just a few feet away, was a pair of silver eyes, cold and ruthless, like the eyes of an evil ghost, making people shudder.
"ah!"
In an instant, Shirakawa Xiuning's hand holding the sword stiffened. He felt a splitting headache and felt worse than death.
Then, from behind, the palm power enshrined in the Nanyue Imperial Palace arrived.
"Miss, be careful!"
In the battle not far away, Di Kui narrowed his eyes and warned urgently.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
But after hearing a loud shock, the Nanyue worshipper's palm landed on the back of Baichuan Xiuning's heart. The powerful palm power penetrated his body, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling vermilion.
"Well!"
Shirakawa Xiuning staggered, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body fell weakly into the arms of the man in front of him.
Li Ziye frowned, turned the machine chair, and took three steps back.
nausea!
"Master Li."
"Miss."
In the two battle situations, the Nanyue envoys and Dikui immediately rushed forward anxiously to check the injuries of the people they cared about.
"Sir, I'm fine."
Li Ziye responded, reached out and pulled out the long sword on his shoulder, and said weakly, "It's important to capture the prison robber!"
"Li Ziye!"
In front of Baichuan Xiuning, the chief of the army saw the eldest lady's injuries, his eyes were about to burst, and he immediately swung his knife towards the young man in front of him.
In an instant, Xiao Si swept forward, struck out with a palm, and with a thud, blocked the edge of the demon sword.
"Get 'em!"
After a moment of obstruction, royal ministers arrived on the street one after another and surrounded the two people in Yingzhou.
"Young Master."
Xiaosi brought his young master to the outside of the battle. Looking at the sword wound on the latter's shoulder, he said distressedly, "How could you put yourself in danger?"
"It's just a skin injury."
Li Ziye glanced at Shirakawa Xiuning, who was lying on the ground covered in blood during the battle, smiled softly, and asked, "How are you, Xiaosi? Is the outside world as fun as ever?"
