There was a group of more than ten spies, and the leader was even a powerful Erxuan man.
Even so, these people couldn't even hold on to a stick of incense in Luo Yi's hands.
Luo Yi looked sarcastic: "I really can't figure it out. It seems that our Netherworld army has never broken through the Jueren Valley where you and other incompetent people are stationed."
"It's such a shame."
The Erxuan monk looked furious. He clasped his palms together and a land tornado rose from the ground.
Wind borrows the meaning of fire, and fire borrows the force of wind.
The two were added together, and a flaming tornado swept towards Luo Yi.
The tornado is filled with endless power of law.
Luo Yi looked indifferent, thinking that when he was on the side of the earth's fire veins, Luo Yi was able to erase nearly half of Nie Cang's shocking eight laws.
Now facing this mere Erxuan, it is really not worth mentioning.
Luo Yi raised his hand and uttered two words:
"The end."
The words were spoken like a saint's mouth holding the constitution of heaven, and a strange power of law surged in Luo Yi's body.
Once this power of law comes out, all laws in the world will bow.
The flaming land tornado suddenly began to fade, and even its speed became slower.
Luo Yi just stood there quietly.
The black shirt on his body was blown by the hot wind.
Luo Yi never retreated, but when the land tornado came to Luo Yi.
He slowly stretched out a hand, and the moment Luo Yi raised his hand, the land tornado stopped in front of him.
Luo Yi's hand touched it gently.
"Disperse."
The next moment, the Erxuan monk's eyes widened, his face full of shock.
Because after Luo Yi spoke his words, the red flame tornado in front of him actually began to move sideways, and then dissipated directly...
The last bit of wind dust only slightly ruffled Luo Yi's hair at the temples.
"Impossible...This is absolutely impossible..."
The human monk looked a little lost.
Luo Yi said in an indifferent voice: "You have no idea what possibility is."
After finishing speaking, Luo Yi was suddenly stunned. He turned his head suddenly and looked around, with some surprise in his eyes.
I saw a sword light shining from Jueren Valley.
Then a man came with a sword, and he arrived at the shore of the East China Sea in a blink of an eye.
This person's face is extremely unfamiliar to Luo Yi, but the sword intent is all too familiar!
This person is Ren Piaomiao!
Ren Miaomiao was still dressed in white, holding a sword in her right hand, her thumb gently pressing on the hilt.
He looked at Luo Yi expressionlessly, his eyes gradually moving downward, and finally moved to Luo Yi's wrist.
Ren Piaomiao twitched the corner of her mouth.
He turned his attention to Luo Yi's face again.
Ren Miaomiao, who never joked, said for the first time: "This face looks even more annoying."
Luo Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You're not bad either."
Ren Miaomiao thought of the rumor that was widely circulated nowadays, and he sneered: "What? If you don't do good things, you have to be a lackey?"
Luo Yi looked relaxed and said: "What I said is a bit too sentimental."
Ren Piaomiao twitched the corner of her mouth, and the sword in her hand had already been unsheathed.
A hint of sharp sword intent was already coming from his body.
At this moment, a woman in green clothes suddenly appeared from behind Ren Miaomiao.
He grabbed Ren Miaomiao's arm and looked at Luo Yi with a smile: "Are you Luo Yi?"
There was a strange flash in Luo Yi's eyes.
Ren Miaomiao frowned, and he calmly pulled his hand out of the woman in green.
The woman glanced at him with some resentment, then looked at Luo Yi, smiled and said: "My name is Yin Qingqiu, I am Ren Miaomiao's Taoist companion."
Ren Miaomiao frowned again and turned to look at Yin Qingqiu.
Yin Qingqiu just shook his head, as if he was showing off?
Luo Yi held back his smile and looked at the two of them coldly: "Tell the Lord of Martial City that I will decide on Jueren Valley."
"I will personally lead a hundred thousand Netherworld army to break through this Jueren Valley."
"By then the entire Beiyi Prefecture will be reduced to hell on earth."
Ren Miaomiao looked at Luo Yi with indifferent eyes and only said two words.
"Try it."
Luo Yi sneered, and he clenched the Liuliang in his hand.
Ren Piaomiao also unsheathed her long sword.
The next moment, both of them seemed to transform into a sword light.
The world seems to have turned into an ink painting at this moment.
Luo Yi is ink, while Ren Miaomiao is white.
One person and one sword, the two passed each other and exchanged moves.
After one move, Luo Yi did not stop.
Walking with a sword, he traveled far to the East China Sea.
And Ren Miaomiao stood where Luo Yi stood just now.
Ren Piaomiao sheathed her sword with an expressionless expression.
He turned to look at his shoulders. Several strands of hair suddenly broke and slowly fell on his shoulders.
Immediately afterwards, sharp cuts appeared on his sleeves and collar.
Behind her, Yin Qingqiu narrowed her eyes and smiled. She held her chin in her hands and said with a smile: "Handsome."
Ren Piaomiao never paid attention to her.
He slowly turned his head and looked towards the East China Sea.
Luo Yi's figure was no longer in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned into a beautiful curve.
At this moment, Luo Yi was walking on the East China Sea with his sword, and his face was actually a little pale.
He slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "You bitch, you're really harsh."
Luo Yi smiled bitterly. In fact, the two people who used the sword before knew it well.
Just acting.
It's just that Ren Miaomiao is unpredictable, and the sword he just struck really didn't hold any force.
Even if it's not at full strength, it's close to it.
Ren Piaomiao's sword directly hurt Luo Yi's heart and lungs.
He exhaled slowly. The news had been conveyed, and now it was time to think carefully about how to lay out this game.
Of course Luo Yi would not let a hundred thousand troops enter Bei Yizhou.
This Jueren Valley is their tomb.
It's just that it's not easy to kill 100,000 people.
Luo Yi sat cross-legged on top of Liuxiang, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath while secretly thinking about how to arrange the arrangement.
On the other side, Ren Miaomiao returned to Jueren Valley with several seriously injured human monks.
Yin Qingqiu looked at everyone's injuries and his expression became a little strange.
"This Luo Yi is a bit interesting."
Ren Piaomiao didn't say anything.
Yin Qingqiu revealed the secret: "Luo Yi pretended to defect, right?"
"I don't know." Ren Miaomiao remained expressionless.
Yin Qingqiu smiled brightly: "I just took a look at the injuries of several people. They are indeed quite serious, but they have not damaged their roots at all. More importantly, after these people recover from serious injuries, they will not retreat but advance even if they have to. .”
"If you say this is a coincidence, I don't believe it."
