"Fuck, you're cheating!"
Wu Dazhi raised his head and saw the scholar leaping up against the wind and snow, his black hair flowing, and his long knife like a cold moon shining with cold light, heading towards the door.
His eyes were as cold as ice and terrifyingly calm.
He was completely different from the wealthy young master Wu Dazhi had killed before. He was timid and cowardly, and he wished he could give him a push in exchange for a chance to survive.
The scholar's hand holding the knife was very steady.
"He killed someone!"
Wu Dazhi was shocked. His arm was chopped off. He lost his courage early. Blood spurted out from the broken arm, and most of his strength was reduced.
"Help me!"
Howling in terror, Wu Dazhi curled up and rolled down the snowy slope.
Jiang Li held the knife and did not intend to let go of the injured bandit leader who was in the Tai Chi realm of the fourth martial arts realm. He strode after him and slashed forward with the lengthened four-foot-long knife, cutting off half of Wu Dazhi's shoulder.
"Boss!"
A dozen bandits who went to intercept Jiang Xuanxin, Chu Chu and others heard Wu Dazhi's plea for help and immediately came back to fight.
Jiang Li could only give up on Wu Dazhi and turn around to face the enemy.
He pulled half of his arm off the handle of the knife, held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, and placed it horizontally in front of him. His body was half squatting in the snow, and his muscles were tensed up, ready to go.
"Destroy him for me, and I will undress the little ladies in Shengjing City in front of him!"
Wu Dazhi also stood up unsteadily dozens of meters away. The muscles in his broken arm contracted suddenly, directly stopping the blood splattering from the wound. There was uncontrollable rage on his face that was pale due to blood loss.
A hundred or ten meters away, a dozen bandits were approaching in a matter of seconds. A dozen bright swords flashed with terrifying light between the sun and the snow, and they all struck at Jiang Li.
"Saber, Henglie!"
More than a dozen attacks came at the same time, leaving Jiang Li with nowhere to hide and nowhere to retreat.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his heart was as calm as water. A strange luster suddenly shone in his eyes, and in the depths of his mind, a mysterious transparent bone swayed with white light.
In his sight, a dozen large knives suddenly slowed down, and even a dozen transparent thin lines appeared.
All the broadswords are moving along their own thin lines.
More than a dozen thin lines intersect with each other in the air, forming four extremely dangerous knife formations.
"I can see the trajectory of their swords!"
Jiang Li was startled, but this was obviously not the time to think. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw gaps and vitality in the four sword formations.
The soles of his feet suddenly exerted force, and Jiang Li burst out with the fastest speed in his life, and he rushed towards the first sword array.
The right arm wearing the Netherfrost Iron Armguard blocked a long knife. Jiang Li passed through the gap between the three long knives. He picked up the blade in his hand, raised the knife like a line of fire, and slashed the chest of a bandit. , blood splattered everywhere.
He turned around and rushed towards the second, third, and fourth sword formations, passing between a dozen bandits.
The wind and snow howled, and the four bandits fell in the snow. Jiang Li was stabbed four times on his body and three times on his arm, all of which were slashed on the inner armor and arm guards.
Although no blood was seen, the muscles and bones had long been chopped into pieces.
"Nine breaths convinced!"
Jiang Li endured the pain and inhaled sharply. Countless light points appeared from the void, fell into the body, and repaired the whole body.
After nine breaths, his muscles and bones returned to their original state, and his strength and stamina became full again.
Jiang Li held the knife and turned around indifferently, facing the twelve bandits who were still standing in the snow again.
"Impossible. He is at the Jiao Martial Realm at most. He has been slashed so many times by us. How can he still stand intact?"
The twelve bandits looked shocked. Although they were just low-class bandits wandering around the mountains and plains, their ten or twenty years of blood-licking career had also forged their means of survival.
With the same strength, no one has ever been able to come out of their sword array alive and intact.
This young man from Shengjing City is anything but simple.
"kill!"
However, at this time, there was no way out, and twelve bandits rushed towards Jiang Li again with knives.
"Straight bitch, I've lost a lot of blood this time!"
Wu Dazhi took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, bit open the cork, poured all the pills into his mouth, swallowed them, and finally regained a trace of blood on his face.
Seeing Jiang Li fighting with his men again, Wu Dazhi cursed angrily, turned around and ran down the mountain.
The twelve men are in danger, and they can only save money by grabbing the red tickets, otherwise their arms will be in vain.
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of here!"
Jiang Li was surrounded by twelve bandits. This time, the bandits did not choose to charge Jiang Li head-on. Instead, they kept wandering around him, trying to delay time and drain Jiang Li's strength.
Jiang Li moved left and right with a knife, struggling to move down the mountain, but he still couldn't escape the siege and interception of the bandits.
Jiang Li's eyelids were about to burst as he looked at the amputated bandit leader who was getting closer and closer to Chuchu.
"No, if this continues, even if I kill these bandits, it won't help!"
Jiang Li's body suddenly froze, and in a flash of lightning, he rushed to the golden pages in the altar in his mind, and instantly entered the world of Tiangang stars.
Thirty-six nebula whirlpools hang high in the starry sky, shining brightly and mysteriously.
Jiang Li stood on the black stone platform, his eyes moving, and his spirit rushed into one of the vortexes.
"Flying sand and walking stones"
"Grade: Dharma Image Lower Grade"
"Opening conditions: blood of divine transformation, soul-stealing power, wisdom and energy!"
"Supernatural powers: flying sand, rolling stones, and violent winds!"
…
"Sacrifice and refine the ghosts to gain magical powers!"
With a thought from Jiang Li, a ray of starlight fell from the nebula whirlpool that represented flying sand and stones. It swept over the soul-shaped light group in the corner of the black stone platform, and the soul-like light group disappeared instantly.
This soul ball was the soul power of the Yin God he met outside the Yinwu Pavilion. One-third of it was consumed when activating the Nine Breaths Convince Qi.
Jiang Li originally planned to keep this mixed ball to activate the Taoist magical power - Shenyou Taixu in the future, but the current situation was urgent and he had to use it.
The starlight in Yin Shen's soul was rolled up and returned to the nebula vortex, and the fog shrouded outside the flying sand and stone nebula dispersed.
A star-filled palace floats in the vortex of nebulae.
When Jiang Li's spirit walked into the hall, the thoughts containing the principles of Tao and the Dharma flew over and enveloped him.
The scriptures that directly pointed to the origin of the great avenue flowed in his heart. In an instant, Jiang Li had mastered another magical power of the Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang.
"Flying sand and rocks, blizzard is raging!"
It only took a moment to enter the world of Tiangang stars. On the hillside fifty miles outside Shengjing City, Jiang Li suddenly opened his eyes and thundered.
In an instant, the Qi that wandered in Jiang Li's meridians and merged with the breath disappeared instantly.
Jiang Li was ten meters away from his body as a strong wind swirled, rolling up layers of snow and rushing in all directions.
The young scholar wields the sword like a demon, carrying the storm and snow all over the sky, and rushes towards one direction. The sword is launched like an arrow, slashing like a collapsing mountain, and has the potential to destroy everything.
"Taofa!"
Someone screamed, and the bandits who had been so vicious just now were frightened and fled away.
However, surrounded by wind and snow, Jiang Li ran in the wind. As his thoughts circulated, the wind spurred and blessed his whole body. His speed and strength suddenly increased, like a ghost harvesting life.
A blizzard swept across the hillside, and the bandits running in all directions were swallowed up by the blizzard one by one.
The knife rose and fell, a cloud of blood splattered, and the sweeping snowstorm was red and white, howling and roaring, and finally dispersed with a bang.
"spirits!"
Wu Dazhi suddenly looked back and looked at the knife-wielding scholar who had jumped out of the blizzard. He screamed miserably and was cut into two pieces by Jiang Li's knife!
