Li Yan's breath became violent and he roared at the top of his lungs.
The evil ghost behind him also looked up to the sky and roared like crazy.
"I want you dead, I want everything about you..." Li Yan was shouting.
"Eat you, eat you, I'm going to eat you!" The evil spirit also roared.
Endless evil energy emitted from the evil ghost and enveloped Li Yan, and was then sucked into Li Yan's body.
Li Yan's eyes turned blood red in an instant, and his eyes no longer had any sparkle, but they looked particularly determined.
"How can you suppress demons if you don't fall into them?"
Li Yan shouted, and then slashed the long knife in his hand towards Yiran, who was in torn clothes, because he believed that Yiran in white clothes was like an evil ghost and could only assist his body.
"The second form of the Demon-Suppressing Sword - the Demon-Suppressing Sword!"
The surging demonic energy was released from Li Yan's body and converged on the long knife, turning the originally shimmering long knife into pitch black.
The terrifying and even more chilling Dao Gang gathered on the blade.
"out!"
With a shout, Li Yan's sword, which gathered all his power, struck down.
Under Li Yan's blood-red gaze, the tattered Yi Ran performed the "Shadow Sword Dance" that he had already used once while slashing with his sword.
Yiran had used this move to injure himself before, but it was obvious that Yiran's injury was more serious.
As for the peak sword he used again, even if Yiran recovered a little after swallowing the so-called elixir in a short period of time, he would never be able to fight again!
The fact is just as Li Yan thought. Although the two Shengsheng Hematopoietic Pills restored 60% of his injuries and 60% of his internal energy.
But Yiran's energy and energy were no longer at their peak after performing "Justice" and "Shadow Sword Dance" once.
Therefore, this "Shadow Sword Dance", which did not have the peak power, was almost destroyed by the even more terrifying "Demon Sword Suppressing Demon".
The swords in the sword dance continued to break under the swords without any resistance.
"Crack, bang, bang!"
The two fell directly from the air to the ground, shaking up countless dust.
The "Luanying Sword Dance" was finally completely broken, and although the "Demon Suppressing Sword"'s blade was also consumed countless times, it still had enough power to slash at Yi Ran, who had no move left.
"call out!"
At the critical moment before the long knife fell on Yiran, Li Yan's eyes passed through the dust and looked at Yiran in white.
Looking at Yiran in white shirt, he used the long sword in his hand to wield the sword that he had already endured, and suddenly swung it towards him.
The two Yirans can actually attack separately!
This made Li Yan extremely stunned, and even a little confused about which of the two Yi Ran was real and which was fake.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Li Yan, who had experienced many battles, naturally knew that only by killing the torn Yiran in front of him first could he think about how to face Yiran's offensive.
His goal is to kill Yi Ran, so no matter which one is true and which one is false, he must die!
The long knife had already struck Yiran's shoulder in front of him, and Li Yan had even heard the sound of his shoulder blade breaking.
Seeing the flowers blooming with blood on Yiran's shoulders, Li Yan let out a long breath.
It was as if Yiran had already become his life and death enemy, instead of a junior who had just entered the spiritual realm.
The joy in Li Yan's heart at this moment was like killing his lifelong enemy with his own hands, and he felt very unhappy.
But the next moment he felt something was wrong, because the power on the long knife was dissipating, and the power from the evil ghost's blessing in his body was dissipating.
With slumped shoulders and extremely miserable Yiran, she raised her head with difficulty and said to Li Yan:
"You want to fight against a sword with your body in exchange for the chance to kill me. I don't want to fight against a sword in exchange for the opportunity to destroy the source of your power!"
"It doesn't matter if your cultivation level is higher than mine, you still won't be defeated by me!"
Li Yan turned around with difficulty and looked at Yiran in white shirt floating behind him.
I saw that Yiran turned into a stream of light and returned to Yiran's body.
Yiran, who was originally pale due to injury, suddenly improved greatly.
But Li Yan's eyes were still dull, because he found that the evil ghost who was so arrogant just now had disappeared!
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
Li Yan's lips trembled, and he let go of the long knife with both hands, letting the long knife fall to the ground on its own.
As the saying goes, killing someone is enough to hurt someone's heart. Now that Yiran has returned to the source of Li Yan's strength, how can he accept this fact?
"I'll kill the demon behind you, and let's see how you still use the demon-suppressing knife!"
"You can't use the Demon Suppressing Sword. How much power do you still have?"
Yiran pressed her teeth and straightened her chest tremblingly. She tapped the acupuncture point on her shoulder twice with her left hand to stop the bleeding, and then took another Shengsheng Hematopoietic Pill.
Then he continued to say to Li Yan:
"Become a demon first and then suppress it. You have become a demon yourself. Are you still planning to suppress yourself?"
"You can believe such ridiculous remarks."
"I'm starting to doubt your IQ. How did you reach this level of cultivation?"
Yi Ran kept taunting Li Yan, but Li Yan just put his head in his hands and knelt on the ground, shouting "no, no, no".
Feeling that all the powerful power in his body was drained, Li Yan finally collapsed.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see those shining fireflies extinguished one by one, and the colorful world became monotonous again.
Li Yan, who was crying bitterly, raised his hand to grab the firefly in front of him, but the last touch of firefly finally disappeared.
Everything went back to before meeting Yi Ran.
But everything will never go back to before.
Li Yan kept beating the ground with his fists, venting his helpless anger.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Every time a fist hits the ground, there is a vibration, and every time there is a punch, dust fills the sky.
The confused Li Yan raised his head, and at this moment he suddenly came back to his senses:
"What I have lost is the blessing of the Demon Suppressing Sword. If the evil ghost is wiped out today, I can still cultivate it in the future."
"And I am a late-stage martial spirit. If I can't use the terrifying demon-suppressing sword, wouldn't I be a late-stage spiritual person?"
However, the moment Li Yan came to his senses, a long sword had already stabbed his head.
This is the real opportunity that Yiran has been waiting for to defeat Li Yan!
As Luo Tianfeng, the elder of the most powerful and mysterious faction in the Luo Tian Sect, and as a powerful martial artist at the peak of the late spiritual level, his combat power has been overestimated by Yiran.
But in this moment of life and death, Li Yan's power was still beyond Yiran's imagination.
He used all means to kill Li Yan's heart, and after successfully forcing Li Yan's mind to collapse.
Yiran, who felt that he was infallible, never thought that his sword that was bound to win could be blocked.
"boom!"
Dust filled the sky again, and the two figures were blasted away by each other at the same time.
The arm Li Yan punched became bloody and limp, and it was obvious that all the bones had been broken.
And Yiran didn't feel well either. His true energy was completely restored by the Shengsheng Hematopoiesis Pill.
However, the third Shengsheng Hematopoiesis Pill he took in one day restored less than 20% of Yiran's energy.
Yiran, whose body became empty again, could only stand up with difficulty by holding on to the Peach Blossom Sword, but he still couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood due to chest tightness.
With one of his arms destroyed, Li Yan could no longer function in a short period of time.
However, martial arts cultivators who have reached the spiritual level will not be able to regenerate their broken arms, but as long as they have the assistance of high-level pharmaceuticals, it is still easy to regenerate their bones.
The most important thing is that Yiran no longer has any trump card, but Li Yan still has the power to make a move!
Even though Li Yan has reached his limit, he has not exhausted all his inner strength after all.
At this moment, Yiran once again felt the frustration he felt when facing Zhang Tianlai. He obviously had the ability to fight, but he was always limited by his own energy.
As he grows up, can the nameless technique that allows him to become stronger at a speed far beyond that of ordinary people only go so far?
At this moment, Yiran, who felt a little powerless, had forgotten that the unknown technique he practiced was the only technique recorded in the "Tao Zang" in his previous life, and other techniques only appeared slowly after his strength increased.
The greatest characteristic of this technique is that it is fast and tolerant, and the true energy produced by it is peaceful and peaceful.
But at this time, the nameless mental method that "had no" characteristics could not satisfy Yiran's goal of fighting over the next level.
Perhaps, even the senior who created this nameless technique never thought about using the golden elixir to fight against the Nascent Soul, or the early stage of the Yuanying to fight against the peak of the middle stage of the Yuanying.
Yiran looked at his empty Dantian and the dim Nascent Soul, and sighed sadly:
"Have you finally reached your limit in this battle?"
If an ordinary monk heard that Yi Ran, who had just entered the spiritual level, could kill three early-stage spiritual beings who joined forces, and then push a late-stage peak martial spirit to the limit, he would definitely think that this was a joke.
If anyone who is familiar with Yiran hears this rumor, they will definitely sigh at Yiran's power, which will make them feel ashamed.
Only Yiran herself feels that she is not strong enough!
But Yi Ran still had the Peach Blossom Sword in hand, how could he choose to give up!
Facing Li Yan who was rushing toward him, Yiran gritted his teeth and raised the Peach Blossom Sword again.
Yiran, who has lost his true energy, can still perform the thirteen basic sword moves.
With a strong physical body to rely on, Yi Ran can still rely on his sword skills to take off Li Yan's offensive.
But even if Yiran was able to remove 90% of the attack, the remaining 10% of the power would still be enough to repel Yiran.
Being repelled again and again, and facing the enemy again and again, after Yiran was knocked back ten miles, Yiran finally lost the strength to even lift the sword.
But Li Yan, who was equally strong but wanted revenge, kept approaching Yiran again and again.
Li Yan came to Yiran for the last time, looked at Yiran who could no longer hold the sword, and said with murderous intent: "I have said it long ago, everything about you will be mine!"
After speaking, Li Yan's iron fist hit Yiran's head without any hesitation.
At this moment, a young voice came into the ears of Yi Ran and Li Yan:
"Hey, isn't this Elder Li Yan? Why are you starting to fight with a junior again? Isn't this a bit embarrassing for me, Luo Tianfeng?"
Yiran looked up at Li Yan who was clenching his teeth but unable to make any movement, and sighed secretly in his heart:
"King, the king of Luotian Peak!"
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