The sword pill flew to the top of the beauty python's head and turned into a six-foot-long rainbow light, which suddenly fell down. The beauty python had a wolfish body but was really agile in its movements. It quickly retracted its head and raised its tail to block it. The rainbow light passed through the body without any problems, and chopped off the tail of a lively snake. Blood surged out like a fountain, causing the beautiful snake to roll around on the ground in pain, causing the dust to fly.
Wei Shiqi landed firmly in the mountain col, pointed his hand, and the sword pill flew up again. The beauty python suffered a big loss, how could he dare to let it get close, opened his mouth and sprayed with all his strength, a cloud of scarlet erysipelas was like smoke like a net, Protecting his body, Wei Shiqi raised his eyebrows and dodged three feet away. The beauty python's erysipelas stained the flying sword and eroded the internal organs. The most serious damage was that he had suffered a big loss at the beginning and was still frightened.
The beauty python finally forced the opponent away, turned around and hid in the mountain stream, and disappeared. Wei Shiqi was about to leave with his sword when his whole body suddenly tightened, evil spirits coming from all directions, and an old voice said lazily. : "The servant who injured me didn't even say hello, and just left like that?"
As he spoke, the Yinliang Peak suddenly opened, revealing a cave. An old man with a stick walked out slowly. He had a childlike face and fair hair, and was energetic. If he looked closely, he saw a pair of triangular eyes, with a completely treacherous look. He was followed by a man wearing a helmet and armor. The assistant general was tall, with a gloomy face, and his eyebrows were quite similar to that of the old man.
The general snorted coldly and said solemnly: "Kunlun sword cultivator, how dare you come here to run wild, eat the courage of a wolf and a leopard, and live impatiently!"
With a sound of water, the beautiful python jumped out from the mountain stream, rolled on the ground, and turned into a gorgeously dressed waiter. His legs and feet seemed to be clumsy, and he walked to the old man step by step, staring at Wei Qiqi fiercely. Don’t let go.
"Yun'er, be polite, everyone here is a guest -" The old man seemed to remember something, grinned at Wei Shiqi, showing a mouth full of fine teeth, and said, "I'm Li Han, this is my son Li Yun. It's tight down there. I wonder if he is a disciple of some master in Kunlun? Whose name is he?"
Wei Shiqi couldn't figure out the opponent's background, so he raised his hands and said: "Wei Qiyi, a disciple of Master Yue of the Kunlun Sword Sect, has met the old man."
The muscles on Li Han's face twitched, "Sword Controlling Sect? Your surname is Yue? Could it be Yue Shuo?"
"Exactly." Wei Shiqi felt something was wrong, but he couldn't change his words and could only admit it.
Li Han was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Nonsense! Nonsense! How could Yue Shuo accept you as his disciple? It's a big joke in the world!" His expression gradually became sharp, and the name "Yue Shuo" seemed to hook him. Some unpleasant past events occurred.
The changes in his expressions fell in Wei Shiqi's eyes one by one.
"Want to run away? Are you using Yue Shuo's name to bluff people?" Li Yun strode forward, spread his fingers, and stretched out his arms to grab Yue Shuo's throat. Li Han was afraid that he would not know the importance of the matter, so he reminded him sadly: " Don't hurt his life, capture him and torture him carefully..."
This grasp seemed slow but was actually fast. Wei Shiqi actually had the idea that he could not dodge. He sized up the situation and took advantage of the opponent's mentality of underestimating the enemy. He shot like lightning and grabbed his wrist. He slid forward and bowed, using his waist and abdomen to lift him up. Throwing it over his head, he hit his head and feet hard into the stone and soil.
In a hurry, Li Yun had no way to resist, his head was buried deep in the soil, his limbs were dancing wildly, and he looked as embarrassed as he could.
Li Han was shocked. His son was so strong and powerful. Although the fall was unexpected, it was really unbelievable that a mere swordsman could explode with such great power. However, he is not worried about his son's safety. He was trained as a pangolin, and his scales are as hard as iron, not to mention being rammed into the soil. The only worry is whether the other party will take the opportunity to slip away and accidentally hit him. big event.
Wei Shiqi was unyielding and punched him in the lower abdomen with his left hand. Before Gentu's true energy could be spit out, he felt something was wrong. Li Yun disappeared into the earth like a fish swimming into the water. The next moment, he jumped up from behind him, his face flushed. Turning red, he roared angrily, claws popped out from his ten fingers, and clawed hard at his back.
It’s earth escape—no, it’s earth escape! Wei Shiqi's heart sank. The most troublesome thing about the demon clan is his innate magical powers, which are hard to guard against. The earth-moving technique just restrains his elusive movement. Unless he escapes and flies into the air, he can't be faster than Li Yun no matter what!
As soon as his thoughts changed, Wei Shiqi did not use the Ghost Step to evade, but fell forward, threw the sword pill with his backhand, and went straight to Li Yun's face.
Li Yun was caught off guard by him and became furious. He didn't care about what he threw, but relied on the toughness of his scales to catch it in his palm. Li Han's heart skipped a beat and he shouted urgently: "No -" but he was already too late.
A hot soldering iron was held in his palm, beating frequently. He was about to let go and fly out. Only then did his father's voice reach his ears. The sharp sword energy had already burst out from the sword pill. Most of it penetrated into Li Yun's chest and abdomen, and the other half was shot into the air. . Wei Shiqi had been on guard for a long time and hid far away. His natal magical power "Flying Blade" shot out dozens of sword energy in an instant. To use his familiar language to describe it, it was an all-round map cannon with no blind spots and could not be controlled at all. If he couldn't dodge, he himself would be shot.
Li Yun yelled, and his armor was like a dry river bed, with numerous tiny cracks opening. Pieces fell to the ground, revealing naked flesh and blood. Blood arrows shot out, staining him from head to toe red.
"Yun'er——" Li Han screamed at the top of his lungs and rushed to his son's side. Before he could reach out his hands, a blue rainbow light suddenly lit up. With just one turn, Li Yun's hands and arms were cut off. Cut into several pieces, it was terrible.
At such a close distance, he endured so many sword attacks, and was severely injured by "Huahong". One of his arms was cut off, and Li Yun was on the verge of collapse, with only half a breath left. This was the result of Wei Shiqi deliberately holding back. If he had deliberately taken his life, "Hua Hong" could have struck down his leader of the Six Yangs with a violent attack, but it would be better to kill him than to leave him alive. Only then can Li Han be restrained and take advantage of the opportunity to escape.
Wei Shiqi took back the sword pill, flew up with his sword, and escaped from Yinliang Peak without looking back.
