Mr. Third looked at Yu Zhi, who was surrounded by green flames, and was curious about the origin of this green flame, but he never thought that it would be the green flames of Cangshan Mountain.
Yu Zhi relied on the power of Biluo Qingyan to kill the three killers with the force of thunder.
The charred corpse was still burning with blue flames, which looked infiltrating and terrifying.
"Mr. Three, my uncle Li Haomiao will be back soon." Yu Zhi said calmly. The calmer he is, the more panic he will make Mr. Three.
Bluffing is a common tactic used by Yu Zhi.
This was true in Kyoto, and it is true now.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the third gentleman looked towards the night sky in the distance, wary of his surroundings.
Immediately, Mr. Third said: "You hold him back."
But how could the remaining three killers agree? Yu Zhi, who was not afraid of death, had already frightened their courage.
I thought it would be easy for seven people to surround a young man, but Yu Zhi actually killed four of them forcefully. Where did the other three get their fighting spirit?
In battle, losing the will to fight is tantamount to surrendering.
The third gentleman didn't care what the three people's reactions were, so he took Li Wantong away.
The knife catcher held the knife in both hands, glanced at Yu Zhi, and then followed Mr. San's footsteps calmly.
Yu Zhi was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Even if he catches up, he won't be a match for Mr. Three, but he can't do nothing.
"If you dare to hurt Tong'er, I will destroy your whole family!" Yu Zhi roared.
This is the most vicious thing he has ever said since he was born. Yu Zhi hated Mr. San to the extreme. He did not have such hatred for Bai Yu, Bai Li, or even Xiang Jinghao.
Mr. Third's figure disappeared into the night, and Mr. Three's voice came from the depths of the night.
"If you want her to live, one month from now, on the top of the meteor cliff. I'll give you a chance to save her!"
Meteor Cliff... Yu Zhi looked ferocious and silently remembered these three words.
At this moment, Yu Zhi was so eager for strength for the first time. If he had Li Haomiao's strength, he would not dare to kidnap Li Wantong even if he gave Mr. Third a hundred courages.
But now when Yu Zhi faced Mr. Three, he couldn't do anything, and he wasn't even qualified to fight at close range.
Yu Zhi punched the wall beside him, with a loud bang, the wall collapsed, and another puff of smoke and dust was raised.
The remaining killers looked at each other, quietly disappeared, and left here. They work hard, but they also cherish their lives. It would be foolish to fight against Yu Zhi, who was now extremely motivated to fight.
Within a few breaths, there were only four corpses of Yu Zhihe in the alley, three of which were so charred that their faces could no longer be distinguished.
Yu Zhi also felt uncomfortable. His thin top had disappeared, and his naked upper body was covered with scars of various sizes. Blood was still pouring out from several places.
Against six strong men of the same realm, Yu Zhi was seriously injured even with the help of Biluo Qingyan.
After the killer had left for a long time, Yu Zhi's eyelids suddenly sank, and all the green flames wrapped around him returned to the ring.
As early as when Mr. San left, Yu Zhi was already exhausted. With the armor-breaking sixth-level cultivation, how many people can he kill even if he controls Biluo Qingyan? The crazy consumption of zhenqi destined Yu Zhi to spend only a cup of tea.
Yu Zhi held on and did not dare to relax. He was afraid that the three killers would return secretly and kill him here. I'm also worried that someone is spying on me secretly and giving me a last-ditch attack.
"Why, you still don't dare to show up?" Yu Zhi held on to the wall, extremely weak.
This is all true, weakness is true, exhaustion is true.
The sound spread throughout the alley, but no one appeared and no one answered Yu Zhi.
Everyone leaves, whether it's Mr. Three or the killers.
Finally, Yu Zhi closed his eyes, fell straight to the ground, and fell into a coma.
...
In the deep mountains of nowhere, Nie Feng and Lei Jun, who had lost his arm, were walking slowly.
Nie Feng's old friend told Nie Feng that this trip might be an opportunity for Lei Jun to be reborn.
Nie Feng naturally believed it, and besides, it was nothing to go through such a journey.
"Master, the matter in Cangshan has been settled. Shall we return to the mountain?" Lei Jun did not want to walk outside after breaking his arm. The former genius boy also didn't want to become a pitiable talking point in people's mouth.
In that case, even if Lei Jun pretends, he can't pretend to be cheerful.
Maybe the Endless Broken Sword Sect is also a good choice... Lei Jun thought in his mind.
It is also good to stay with the sect all your life and ignore worldly affairs.
When his arm is broken, what is broken is also the world he wants to travel in his heart.
Nie Feng actually blamed his old friend in his heart. He couldn't explain clearly what the opportunity was.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and this disappointment will turn into despair.
"Go back..." Nie Feng looked at Lei Jun. This boy, who was hailed as the future hope of the Broken Blade Sect, had finally fallen.
The sword can be repaired, but the heart is difficult to repair.
Suddenly, Nie Feng's steps stopped and he looked towards the sky and saw a carefree figure flying towards him.
"I'm afraid we have to wait, another old friend of mine is here." Nie Feng said with a slight smile.
While speaking, Nie Feng raised his hand and slashed out a sword, and an invisible air wave sword flew through the air, approaching the figure in the sky.
At Nie Feng's level, every move he makes is filled with endless sword intent.
The person in the air did not dodge, but directly hit the air wave sword. In an instant, the endless sword intent disappeared silently into the night sky.
Li Haomiao left Cangshan and rushed to Beiliangcheng. He saw Nie Feng on the way.
"We haven't seen each other for many years, but you are still the same bad-tempered person. When we meet, you want to stab me first." Li Haomiao said angrily, "You are going to chop me to death, what should I do?"
Nie Feng chuckled and said: "The world says that you have broken through to the tenth-grade Grandmaster realm, just to test your strength."
"Then you tried it, what do you think?" Li Haomiao joked.
"Stronger than me." Nie Feng said calmly. "It's better than that guy Cang Bieli."
Li Haomiao showed a hint of arrogance, but then covered up his expression and said matter-of-factly: "You two little bastards also want to compete with me. I was able to beat you back then, and I can still beat you now."
Lei Jun watched his sect master and Li Haomiao, the rumored master of swordsmanship in the world, chatting happily, and his eyes were mostly sizing up Li Haomiao.
I never thought that it would be a respected swordsman master who turned out to be a little loser.
The image collapsed and the legend was destroyed.
Nie Feng didn't care about Li Haomiao's words and said, "Did you stop Cang Biejie today?"
Li Haomiao did not answer, but looked at Lei Jun beside Nie Feng and asked: "Your disciple?"
Nie Feng nodded. He had never accepted a disciple, but Lei Jun was from the Duandao Clan and could be considered his disciple.
"Left-handed sword?" Li Haomiao looked at Lei Jun's empty sleeves and said again.
Nie Feng signaled to Lei Jun, who immediately stepped forward and introduced himself: "Junior Lei Jun has met the senior."
Nie Feng explained from one side: "Not long ago, those ghosts attacked and killed the disciples of the Northern Sect. Lei Jun lost his right arm in order to protect his junior brother. Now I am looking for a way to allow Lei Jun to re-cultivate martial arts. "
Li Haomiao was silent, looking at Lei Jun's empty sleeves thoughtfully.
Is this the opportunity she was talking about? ...Nie Feng looked at Li Haomiao, hoping that this was the opportunity mentioned by another old friend.
However, Li Haomiao changed his tone and said, "By the way, Cang Biejie is better than you. Lao Nie, you have to work hard and practice well. Don't be overpowered by that hypocritical guy."
Nie Feng was also used to Li Haomiao's nonsensical thinking. This was clearly because Li Haomiao didn't want to care about it.
"Do you have any ideas?"
"What method? What did you say?"
"The left-handed sword method..."
"Don't you have Broken Blade Gate?"
"What do you think? Back then, you almost emptied out all the books in Duandaomen. Do you think that?" Nie Feng said angrily.
Li Haomiao chuckled. When he was practicing swordsmanship, he suddenly wanted to see the sword skills, so he went to Duandaomen's territory. He never thought that just one look would make him hang out in the Sutra Storage Pavilion of Duandaomen for a few months.
Lei Jun looked at Li Haomiao and was even more shocked. There have long been rumors in the sect that many years ago a thief almost emptied the Sutra Pavilion. This scandal has not been mentioned for a long time. Unexpectedly, the thief was Li Haomiao.
Therefore, before Yu Zhi went north, Li Haomiao warned Yu Zhi not to provoke Duandaomen or expose their relationship.
Nie Feng said in the tone of an old scoundrel: "I don't care. Back then, you saw so many martial arts skills from the Duan Dao Sect. It's time to repay you. I will give Lei Jun to you and let him re-cultivate the martial arts. You go try to find!"
Li Haomiao looked at Lei Jun again and sighed.
"That's all, I owe you Duandao Sect. There is a method, it's just a left-handed sword, it's not like you can't practice it. Little guy, you follow me first. I'll take you for a trip when Beiliang is done."
Hearing this, Nie Feng and Lei Jun's eyes suddenly lit up.
The left-handed sword... His martial arts skills are pitiful.
The left hand is even more difficult to repair, so no one dares to make extravagant hopes.
Unexpectedly, the two of them met Li Haomiao.
Nie Feng put his arms around Li Haomiao's shoulders and said, "It turns out that the opportunity Mu Yan mentioned was you. If it's you, just say it. Why do you still like playing riddles so much even though you're so old?"
Li Haomiao's expression suddenly changed, revealing a bit of bitterness, and murmured: "Mu Yan...did she ask you to come here?"
Nie Feng was stunned for a moment and then became angry. "You haven't seen her since you came to the North?"
Seeing Li Haomiao's acquiescence, Nie Feng even said angrily: "Li Haomiao...you are really cruel."
Lei Jun stood aside and stretched his ears, as if he heard some peach secrets.
The sect master, Li Haomiao, and the woman named Mu Yan... Wow, it’s incredible, two men and one woman, Nie Feng, the master of the Broken Blade Sect, and Li Haomiao, the swordsman master, what I had to say back then story.
In an instant, countless thoughts appeared in Lei Jun's mind.
In the Broken Blade Sect, some people have long speculated why the sect leader Nie Feng has not married yet and is still an old bachelor until now.
Today, Lei Jun finally knew the answer - Mu Yan... What a gorgeous and unparalleled woman this must be, which the sect owner will never forget.
Um? Wait, Mu Yan... The master of Shenyin Pavilion is called Mrs. Mu Yan... No, no.
Lei Jun's eyes widened and his gaze jumped back and forth between Li Haomiao and Nie Feng.
Li Haomiao smiled bitterly and asked, "Is she okay?"
"You don't have a big mouth? Why are you asking me? Ask her yourself." Nie Feng resisted the urge to draw his sword, turned into a big troll, and greeted Li Haomiao.
"Hmph, you are a heartless, unjust and heartless man, swordsman master Li Haomiao!"
