Chapter 58: I am naturally willing to help others
boom.
The visitor fell twenty feet away, revealing his body and face.
He was a pock-marked man with a mole on the corner of his eyebrow. He looked about forty years old.
"Disciple, Chen Yishen, pay your respects to the master!"
The pockmarked man bowed his hands in salute.
In the crowd, someone immediately said in shock:
"Chen Yishen, is he a senior whose spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful and can control three hundred flying swords?"
"It's him!"
"What he practices is the true art of controlling ghosts. The magic power of hundreds of ghosts is added to him. His magic power is powerful and extraordinary!"
…
Lu Li raised his eyebrows when he heard these sounds.
There was also a look of interest on his face.
Can you control three hundred flying swords by building a foundation?
It's really awesome!
"Boy, are you ready? Don't blame me for bullying the young. You are really too arrogant and arrogant!"
The man in linen said with a stern look.
"bring it on."
Lu Li remained calm and raised his fingers.
"snort."
Seeing his disdainful look, the man in linen's eyes flashed with anger, and black ghost energy erupted from his body, expanding to cover his figure.
The next moment, a black sword light shot out from the ghost aura, lightning and flint!
He has already been killed within an inch of Lu Li’s eyebrows!
The light of the sword is cold and sharp, enough to penetrate a hundred-foot diamond city wall!
It’s a top-grade spiritual weapon!
Seeing that Lu Li was about to die under the black sword light, at the critical moment, two slender golden-white fingers, carrying a wisp of human smoke, gently pinched him.
In this way, the black sword light was caught.
The sword light also revealed its true form.
It was a small black sword that was three inches long and as thin as a cicada's wings.
"Um?"
In the ghostly aura, the pockmarked man's surprised voice came out.
Buzz.
The small black sword trembled violently and made a sword sound, like a giant dragon, starting to struggle, trying to break free and fly away.
However, Lu Li's two fingers were as stable as sacred mountains, clamping tightly.
The small black sword couldn't move.
"hateful!"
The pockmarked man gritted his teeth.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, sword rays, black, white, red, yellow, purple, green, blue... hundreds of sword rays shot out from the ghost aura, forming a colorful rain of swords, shooting out and slashing through the air. Coming to kill!
Every ray of sword light is sharp and can pierce through gold, stone, mountains and seas!
They are all low-grade spiritual weapons!
Obviously, this is the ultimate kill for the pockmarked man.
"Your sword is slow, inaccurate, and weak. You still want to kill people? Go home and kill pigs!" At this moment, a cold light flashed in Lu Li's eyes.
Raise the other big palm suddenly, make a fist, and blast out!
Boom boom boom boom boom!
There was a sonic boom in the air accompanied by landslides and sky-shattering sounds.
Hundreds of fist shadows, shining with golden light, appeared instantly in front of Lu Li.
It's like a golden fist mask covering the whole body.
"Idiot! How dare you use your flesh and blood to catch my flying sword and seek death..." The disdainful sneer of the pockmarked man came from the ghostly aura.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding…
Only a series of crisp sounds were heard.
Sparks were flying in the air.
The colorful sword rain and the golden fist shadow collided together, emitting a continuous crisp sound.
Ringed throughout the audience!
Everyone took a closer look and were shocked to find that all the flying swords were directly hit by the golden fist shadow, causing them to tremble violently in the air, and their spiritual light flickered dimly.
It actually blocked it!
Moreover, that powerful and terrifying power also made the spiritual weapons dim! Great spiritual loss!
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Lu Li rolled up his big hand and gathered all the flying swords in his hand.
Then, rub it hard!
Click, click, click.
All the flying swords were crushed into a ball of broken metal by him and thrown to the ground. The aura completely dimmed and disappeared.
puff.
In the ghostly aura, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Obviously, the flying sword was damaged, and the pockmarked man was also mentally traumatized.
boom.
At this moment, the ground seemed to shake.
Lu Li had a cold expression, his whole body shone with golden light, and he rushed into the ghost mist like a cannonball.
The next moment, a man with a pockmarked face was knocked out, hunched over like a cooked prawn, and rushed into the sky along with the surging ghost energy.
Then, Lu Li's figure soared into the sky and appeared above the pockmarked man. He raised his right leg high above his head, like a big ax splitting the mountain, and struck it down with one kick.
Click.
The pockmarked man's spine was broken, his whole body was kicked into a 'V' shape, and he fell hard to the ground.
Blood spurted from the mouth.
Before he could fall, Lu Li crashed to the ground like a shooting star, turning his waist like a dragon, rotating 360 degrees, bringing up a strong tornado, and a heavy kick, sweeping across the falling pockmarked man.
boom.
There was a thud.
The pockmarked man was completely kicked several hundred meters away and fell into the crowd.
Then, Lu Li casually threw out a handful of paper money.
Amidst the paper money flying in the sky, he turned around and walked to the white jade steps leading to the sky, and sneered at Li Jing: "Brother Li, you can build a new grave next to your brother's grave, so that your brother will have a companion on the road to Huangquan. However, you don’t need to thank me, I’m born to be helpful.”
"..."
Li Jing didn't speak, the veins on his forehead were pulsing, his fists were clenched, and his expression was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water.
The whole place was silent.
Even the Yinming Ghost Emperor in front of the sect's main hall and a group of spirit-transforming Yuanyings all looked solemnly and stared at Lu Li without making a sound.
At this moment, everyone knows that Lu Li is physically extremely tyrannical and has endless supernatural powers!
That kick just now, with the power of two dragons, split mountains and rocks!
"What, is there no one left?"
At this moment, Lu Li turned his eyes and swept the whole audience coldly: "Is my Yinming Ghost Sect's true foundation building inheritance so bad? Are they all rubbish? Can't even beat me, who just broke through the first level of foundation building? "
Arrogant!
Extremely arrogant!
In the crowd, many true successors who had completed their foundation building were ready to come forward.
However, this is not cost-effective!
If you win, it's natural. If you lose, your reputation will be ruined.
Li Jing couldn't help but want to take action, but he kept his identity, and if he really wanted to take action, he would be at a disadvantage.
So, he gritted his teeth and made another gesture.
"Boy, let me teach you a lesson!"
The next moment, a deep voice sounded.
A burly man wearing a white cloak jumped up and crashed onto the sky-high white jade steps. His eyes were piercing, and his bronze skin shone with a metallic luster in the sunlight.
The blood all over his body is masculine and fierce, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
The realm is the perfection of foundation building.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Ji Si!"
"It's stable now!"
"Senior Brother Ji, teach this boy a lesson, it's best to beat him half to death!"
…
Someone shouted angrily.
"Boy, you're just relying on your physical strength to be tyrannical. It just so happens that I'm not bad at physical strength either, so I'm here to beat you!"
The burly man was confident and clenched his fists.
"Finally a worthy opponent! Come on!"
Lu Li also had a fighting spirit in his eyes.
He is also longing for a fight that involves fists and punches!
"good!"
At this moment, the burly man's tongue suddenly exploded with spring thunder.
A golden light erupted from his mouth.
Whoosh.
The golden light flew in and turned into a golden mountain as big as a house in mid-air, then pressed down hard on Lu Li.
"Um?"
Lu Li felt the top of his head darken, and without saying a word, he raised one hand to support the falling Jinshan.
But the next moment, the golden mountain suddenly fell.
A terrifying force as heavy as three mountains came down hard, forcing his knees to bend sharply.
Lu Li took a horse step, raised his hands high, and supported the golden mountain.
This golden mountain weighs at least three hundred thousand kilograms!
At this moment, black magic lines appeared at the bottom of the Jinshan Mountain, flashing red light, creating a strong suction force out of thin air, and began to suck the blood, energy, and mana from Lu Li's body.
"A soldier never tires of deceit, junior brother, you are still too young! Go back and practice hard for a few years!"
Accompanied by the voice of a burly man.
A bronze fist, as big as a clay pot, came violently, as if it was going to blast through the sun and the moon, and hit Lu Li's chest hard.
when!
A soft sound, like the sound of an ancient temple bell, came from Lu Li's chest and faintly spread beyond the white clouds.
puff.
Clothes burst open.
Was shaken to pieces by the huge force.
The golden chest of the land carp was revealed.
"How can this be?"
The burly man kept his punching posture, his eyes were as wide as bells, and his face was full of shock and astonishment.
Lu Li straddled his horse and held the mountain, his body motionless, and showed him a friendly smile: "Senior brother, I'm here to test you. When eunuchs speak, can you use an idiom?"
Before he finished speaking, he hit him with a knee and hit him hard.
Snapped! Snapped!
A dozen chickens and eggs.
The burly man instantly turned pale, his eyes popped out of his sockets, and he fell straight to the left and fell to the ground.
The mouth opens and closes unconsciously.
Like a goldfish thrown ashore.
When the men present saw this scene, their legs immediately tightened and their expressions changed drastically.
Then, they saw Lu Li raise his arms, flash and retreat.
boom.
The gold mountain as big as a house fell down and smashed down, making a loud bang.
Lu Li took out a handful of paper money and scattered it casually. Looking down at the audience, he asked coldly: "Who else is going to die?"
The sound fell.
No one answered.
The fear of the seven emotions surges like a sea, covering the sky and the earth, surging forward.
