Guan Lin lost and was completely defeated. Even if he used the Eight Desolations Combined Attack, he was still no match for Li Yuanmu.
"That one just now...is the Kunlun Thunder Method?"
"Kunlun disciples can really control the Nine Heavens Thunder!"
In the past, Kunlun has always been shrouded in mystery. Although the mystery and power of Kunlun Taoism have been circulated in the world of immortality, no one has ever really seen it. Therefore, there is no specific concept of Kunlun Taoism until today.
Hearing is better than seeing. Kunlun Taoism is far more mysterious than what they have heard of. The method is unprecedented and astonishing to them, which shakes their initial thoughts.
Kunlun Taoism is worthy of being praised as the method of ascending to immortality. No wonder Kunlun is respected as the number one immortal sect in the world of immortality. Although I don’t know what happened ten years ago, but now that they are back, they may really be able to lead many immortality sects again. , As a result, the recent turmoil of the Qingyang Gate relocation will probably go away.
Li Yuanmu was very satisfied with everyone's sincere expressions. He sheathed his sword and said to Guan Lin, who finally stood up: "I said I would spare your life, but now that I have destroyed most of your ghostly cultivation, it will be difficult for you to do it again." If you are evil, just leave, but you have to remember that I won’t hold back next time.”
Guan Lin struggled to move, but he still slowly walked forward to Li Yuanmu. Although he was a casual cultivator, he rarely encountered opponents after he practiced Bahuang Combined Strike. Coupled with the Yin and Yang dual cultivation, he had a unique ability in the battle. With more methods, he can often gain the upper hand, and even if he faces disciples from some sects, he will usually not suffer a loss.
In fact, Guan Lin himself also knows that the disciples of the sects he faced in the past are just ordinary small sects. After all, it is difficult to compare with sects such as Kunlun and Qingyang sects, and the opponents he has fought may not necessarily be from that sect. The elite, so he never dared to be complacent about this kind of victory, but after he really failed, the imbalance in his heart was also obvious.
Are casual cultivators really inferior to sect disciples?
When it comes to talent, casual cultivators are not necessarily bad, and when it comes to hard work, in order to seek opportunities and achieve breakthroughs, he never dares to slack off in practice, and even goes through many dangerous places. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is desperate, but Even so, he still failed.
Guan Lin asked with complicated eyes: "Did you use all your strength just now?"
Li Yuanmu shook his head and said: "I don't have to use all my strength to deal with you."
Guan Lin lowered his head sadly, not expecting that the gap between him and Li Yuanmu was really so big.
Li Yuanmu thought that Guan Lin did not take the opportunity to make a move when Wei Xiaoxiao was around just now, so he said: "You don't have to belittle yourself. As a casual cultivator, many disciples of the sect are not as good as you. If it is the original, even if it is the original Even if I try my best, it’s hard to win. To be honest, you’re not weak.”
The weight of these words was very heavy. At least it dispelled a lot of the haze that enveloped Guan Lin's heart at this time. He said solemnly: "Thank you very much."
"I'm just telling the truth." Li Yuanmu looked at Guan Lin deeply and said, "There is nothing wrong with practicing ghost cultivation, but in this situation, ghost cultivators are Kunlun's enemies, which may be unfair to you. , but this is our position, I will kill you next time, so you can take care of yourself."
Guan Lin smiled and said, "I will try my best not to appear in front of you again."
Li Yuanmu smiled and said: "It's best this way."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yuanmu's face changed slightly, and a magic sword stabbed Guan Lin in the ribs from behind. The tip of the sword was stained with blood, and it was thrust out from in front of Guan Lin.
Guan Lin, who was already seriously injured, failed to notice the sword at the first time. Even if he did, he couldn't avoid it due to his current situation. He was seriously injured, and he suddenly raised his Yuanli and slapped it backward with his palm, but only half of his body was injured. The Yuan Power had just been used to resist Li Yuanmu's attack. At this time, there was not much Yuan Power left in his body, and this palm had no lethality.
Guan Lin turned his head and saw Ding Hui, who had just been taught a lesson by him. He laughed angrily and gritted his teeth and said, "You are a turtle with a weak head. You are so incompetent that you can only sneak attack from behind?"
Ding Hui's expression was indifferent, with anger pulsing in his eyes. He clenched the hilt of the magic sword with both hands and said solemnly: "A ghost cultivator is a ghost cultivator!"
Ding Hui pulled out the sword and brought out a lot of blood. He held the sword with both hands and slashed at Guan Lin's neck. Looking at his momentum, he actually wanted to chop off Guan Lin's head.
Li Yuanmu frowned, but after thinking about it, he did not intervene in this matter. Although he said he would not kill Guan Lin, he would not stop others from killing him. Even if he admired Guan Lin a little, he had not yet put Guan Lin's life or death at risk. Take it to heart.
But Ding Hui's sword was still blocked, and the person who blocked his sword was also someone Ding Hui didn't expect.
"Qin Liang, what are you doing!?"
Qin Liang stood in front of Ding Hui, holding the tip of the sword between the two fingers of his right hand, making Ding Hui unable to move forward or retreat. The gap in cultivation was obvious.
Ding Hui was restrained by Qin Liang, unable to break free like a child. In full view of the public, his face turned red and he became angry with embarrassment.
Disappointment flashed in Qin Liang's eyes and he said, "Fellow Daoist Ding, how about that?"
His tone was cold, no longer as friendly as before, but it made Ding Hui calm down a little. Qin Liang stopped him, so he could no longer kill Guan Lin, and he relaxed his strength with reluctance.
Sensing that Ding Hui had reduced his strength, Qin Liang also loosened his two fingers, and Ding Hui put back the magic sword.
"Thank you for saving me." Guan Lin said gratefully.
Qin Liang was slightly surprised and couldn't help laughing: "In my opinion, you are not the kind of person who is afraid of death."
Guan Lin stared at Ding Hui with cold eyes and said, "I can die, but I cannot die in the hands of such a person."
The veins on Ding Hui's forehead were exposed, and he couldn't help but take action again. He was just wary of Qin Liang, so he couldn't help but look at Li Yuanmu, but Li Yuanmu was obviously staying out of the matter, and he didn't dare to be arrogant for the moment.
Guan Lin clasped his fists at everyone present and walked out of Juxian Tower without saying a word.
Because the identities of several ghost cultivators were exposed, and the turmoil caused by the Immortal Juxing Tower ended here, everyone still felt that their intentions were still unfinished, and secretly observed Li Yuanmu and other Kunlun disciples with strange and probing eyes.
Wei Xiaoxiao came close to Li Yuanmu and chattered non-stop, as if she had something to say. Those whimsical thoughts made people feel her innocence. Many people were surprised. They did not expect that there was such a person among the Kunlun disciples.
Li Yuanmu had a faint smile on his face, and he looked doting on Wei Xiaoxiao, as if no matter what bizarre ideas the junior sister proposed, he would help her realize them.
No matter who you are, you all have your youth, and this scene is thought-provoking.
But not everyone was paying attention to them. Ding Hui glared at Qin Liang fiercely. He couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward to ask, "Why did you do this?"
His expression and tone were full of accusations, as if Qin Liang had betrayed him.
Qin Liang couldn't help but frown.
"Why do you want to hinder me? What's wrong with me killing ghost cultivators? Could it be that you and him are actually on the same side?"
Qin Liang's face finally turned cold and he said, "Just think that he and I are on the same side. Do you want to get rid of me too?"
Fang Hua and Zhang Ru were both startled and rushed forward to hold Ding Hui. Zhang Ru even carefully apologized to Qin Liang.
Ding Hui was in a daze. He only felt that at the beginning, Qin Liang talked to him cordially and helped him several times. The layers of the picture were shattered. It was as if what Qin Liang had done before was all an illusion. This person was not really standing. Putting it aside, it was not really with him, which disappointed him.
Wei Xiaoxiao felt bored here, so he pulled Li Yuanmu and said, "Brother, let's go."
Li Yuanmu nodded and left with Wei Xiaoxiao and a group of Kunlun disciples without saying hello to anyone present.
They left just like that, which made many people present secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly they were facing the Kunlun disciples, whose name was still loud to this day, which made them feel a little pressure.
Some people couldn't help but sigh: "The Kunlun Mountain is still there."
Ding Hui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he chased Fang Hua and Zhang Ru out.
