The sword below asks you whether your life is strong or not!
Just as Bi Jingye was about to take a closer look at who dared to make such wild claims, he saw the young man unsheathing his sword in the busy city and stabbing him straight in the throat.
There was no sloppiness at all, as if this sword had been practiced countless times.
When you are close, you can only temporarily evade, unless you are several levels higher than the opponent's realm.
In an instant, Bi Jingye already knew that this person was in a weird realm. His realm was obviously much weaker than his own, but his killing power made him feel frightened.
When did such a person appear in the world?
At such a young age, you dare to draw a sword at him who is only half a step away from reaching the third level?
No matter what, Bi Jingye dodged the sword with great ease and flew away effortlessly.
Yang Baiye on the other side saw this scene and not only sighed.
After all, it was Bi Jingye, so it was especially difficult to kill him unexpectedly.
No matter how powerful Brother Shen is, he is only in the fourth-grade Vajra Pseudo Realm. His combat power is sufficient, but his realm is quite different. Before the attack, his energy leaked too much, allowing Bi Jingye to notice it and avoid it.
If it was a third-level swordsman, Brother Shen's sword attack would definitely make Bi Jingye feel angry on the spot.
Bi Jingye also thought so and asked with a sneer: "Is it my turn?"
The battlefield chosen by Shen Li was in a busy city. Once they fought without any scruples, many people would die.
Yang Boye carefully observed his surroundings, paying attention to whether there were copper coin masters coming. He was also worried that the two men would fight with real fire and innocent people would suffer heavy casualties. He would not be able to explain to the Tongque Tower and Qifeng City officials.
This was reason enough for Tongquetai to dispatch experts to encircle and suppress the Xingxiu Sect.
Tongquetai, as the anchor of stability in the Northern Sui Dynasty, would never allow the killers of the Xingxiu Sect to act recklessly in the busy city!
"It's your turn? Is it still early?" Shen Li replied with a sneer.
The sword was fake, he really wanted to fight Bi Jingye in hand-to-hand combat.
The young man who has been cultivating the six-foot-long golden body until now, let alone a fourth-grade martial artist, even a third-grade martial artist, can guarantee that the young man will not be able to eat and carry him around.
In other words, the current Zhangliu golden body is almost the same as his original Vajra Dragon Elephant body.
A gifted supernatural power or a fundamental Buddhist method, it is impossible to say which one is better or worse. In the end, it still depends on the person who uses it.
The sword swept Bi Jingye's neck.
Helpless, he could only continue to evade.
The sword edge is so close that his fists and feet cannot be used.
Even if he fights back forcefully, he will only be injured for injury.
The killing power of a martial artist is not as good as that of a swordsman, but everyone in the world would admit this.
Bi Jingye understood better that without any real ability, this young man did not dare to attack and kill him openly.
After the sword strike, Bi Jingye was intact, but the pedestrians around them screamed in fear and ran away, leaving an open space for the two of them.
"What a cruel sword, boy."
Bi Jingye stepped back two feet away and sneered.
His murderous intention was extremely fierce, and he desperately wanted to punch this young man who was not afraid of death to death with one punch after another.
Shen Li didn't say a word, but pointed his sword at the same young master.
If Bi Jingye is given a little more time, he will definitely become a third-grade Chaolu Realm master and a talented person in the world.
Unfortunately, at the critical moment, Bi Jingye met Shen Li, and it was Shen Li who had to kill him.
Take this opportunity to take a breather.
What he has to do is simple.
Use the sword in your hand to kill Bi Jingye.
And very difficult.
Not only in the busy city, where the people nearby made him feel helpless, Bi Jingye was also a master with a solid foundation. Looking at the world, there were only a few like Bi Jingye.
"Why don't we wait until the people run farther away before we fight?" Bi Jingye calmed down and asked tentatively.
There are two purposes. Firstly, he does not want to cause harm to the people, otherwise even if he wins, Tongquetai will be blamed. The copper coins will take root in the Northern Sui Dynasty for many years and they will not be able to save him. Secondly, the masters fighting copper coins here will definitely notice it. Over time, Someone will definitely be sent.
Seriously speaking, the killer star who appeared in Pingkangfang is not a big deal. None of the masters guarding Pingkangfang are above the fourth level. She will kill them if she kills them. If she loses the fourth-level masters, it will have a big impact. Now, although the fourth-ranked ones in the world are like leeks, harvested one after another, in general, they are still rare, and every fourth-ranked master can take charge of one side.
"Are you waiting for the copper coin master to come and rescue you?"
"Haha... you kid... yes, if you continue to fight me, you may end up running with the people. Let's see how much control you have over Qi. Can you not hurt anyone except me during the fight!"
Bi Jingye's idea hit the mark. According to common sense, Shen Li would never dare to attack the people unscrupulously in a big city like Qifeng City, second only to Luo Jing in the Northern Sui Dynasty. This was a big taboo.
The young man smiled and expressed his thoughts with practical actions without saying a word.
All the qi machines were running without reservation, and the bluestone beneath his feet was cracked due to too much pressure.
Bi Jingye turned around and ran towards the people.
Unfortunately, it was a little late and the timing was wrong.
He should act decisively instead of talking so much nonsense.
It only took Shen Li two or three breaths to get close to Bi Jingye.
At such a speed, Yang Baiye who was observing nearby couldn't help but be surprised.
It is really too fast. The speed of a third-grade Chaolu Realm master is only this, and it should not appear on a Vajra Pseudo Realm body.
However, it is what happened.
Bi Jingye was shocked.
Just as he was about to make a move, the next moment he saw Shen Li sheathing his sword.
Then I heard the young man say softly: "If you use a sword, the sword energy will definitely cause damage to the surroundings. In this case, you don't need a sword, just rely on my fists."
"fist?"
Bi Jingye's eyes narrowed slightly and he thought to himself, aren't you a swordsman?
If a swordsman loses his sword, will he be able to fight to the death like a martial artist with fists and fists?
No matter how loud Bi Jingye was, he had no time to break into the crowd and had no choice but to distinguish himself from the young man.
As soon as they met, Bi Jingye's heart immediately sank to its lowest point.
One of his fists hit Shen Li's forehead, and the other hit his heart.
This was an instinctive reaction from him who had been immersed in martial arts for many years.
The enemy gets close and immediately hits the vital points to death, leaving no trace of mercy.
Bi Jingye raised his head slightly and focused Shen Li's eyes.
Calm, calm, even a little smiling.
"It's my turn."
The boy's skin was visibly coated with a layer of golden color.
The Buddhist Vajra Body?
No, impossible!
Although the Buddhist Vajra Body is said to have unparalleled defense, it will not be able to receive his two punches so easily.
You know, Bi Jingye is a solid martial artist close to the third level.
Even though I have been in retreat recently and have no actual combat, my realm is here and my deep foundation is here.
The power of the two punches was just like tickling, Bi Jingye really couldn't bear it.
What he couldn't accept was yet to come.
While breathing, two identical fists hit Bi Jingye.
These two punches can open mountains.
Bi Jingye vomited blood and her body was about to fly back.
Shen Li moved faster, changed his fists into claws, grabbed Bi Jingye's arm, and pressed it to the ground.
Yang Baiye was stunned.
The time they fought was very brief.
In such a short period of time, victory and defeat, life and death were all clearly distinguished.
A fist like a heavy rain hit Bi Jingye hard.
It took a full quarter of an hour for Shen Li to stop.
This talented candidate who the Copper Coin Society had high hopes for had been beaten to death by random punches.
