Duanshan Zhenren took a step back and couldn't help but feel a little headache. He had never seen such a strange way of playing. Every move and every move was sleekly pushed away by the opponent, which was equivalent to raising all over his body, but he was like a push. He felt extremely uncomfortable and couldn't help but want to yell twice.

The real person Lian Tao felt very strange. If the world's moves are sleek and varied, they are not as good as their Haotian Palace. However, the moves used by Li Taimin are complicated, and the sleeves are even more like a layer of oil. They often push away the moves they attacked, making people feel like they have no idea how to get down.

Zhenren Lian Tao made a gesture to Zhenren Duanshan. The two understood it. The moves were no longer so fast and fast. The moves had been changed to the light Wen Yang sword technique. Both of them were good at using swords, and the cooperation was even more seamless. The years of training among fellow students had made the two of them feel the same, and they could basically know what the other party was going to do with one look. Therefore, this is also the reason why Zhenren Li Yang sent them to deal with Li Taimin.

Li Taimin had no weapons and used a pair of wide sleeves to deal with the enemy. He was nowhere to be a sect. He was originally just a disciple who lived in Dongting Lake, and was studying. When he was in Beijing for the exam, he encountered an adventure and was kidnapped by a strange old man. He asked him to stand by the sea every day to fight the waves. He used this pair of wide sleeves. From small waves to huge waves, from the shore to the deep sea, his magical power gradually became great. Even if it was a huge wave, he could still move and easily push it away.

Later, when the old man passed away, he buried the old man by the sea. However, he had changed drastically. He had not entered the world for more than 30 years and had changed drastically. He went from a student who had been hardworking to a white-haired guest. He was immediately discouraged and did not compete for any fame or reputation. He relied on what he had learned before and made a living on the street.

But he always had an ancient zeal. Whenever he had unfair things, he would take action angrily. But he did things secretly and did not leave a reputation. Over time, he knew that there was a storyteller who lived in seclusion in the world, but he couldn't figure out his background, and he didn't know where he was.

Seeing that the two of them suddenly changed their sword skills, Li Taimin knew what they thought. Whether they were as fierce as huge waves or as light as willow catkins, he had a way to deal with them. Then he gently brushed his sleeves and transformed the two of them into attacks.

The chest of Duanshan's real person was numb and itchy, like an ant climbing or a worm. It felt so uncomfortable that he could easily push away by the other party. He couldn't help but roaring and said fiercely: "Old man, if you have the ability to fight with my brothers openly, don't hide and dodge and dare not retaliate."

Li Taimin was as heartless as an ancient well, and turned a deaf ear. He came here just to see what these evil people were going to do. He had no intention of killing the enemy and winning. He just exposed his whereabouts and had to show up. What he thought now was just waiting for the other three to end the fight and escape together, so he was full of defensive moves when he took action.

Many evil people around him looked at him, most of them were their own juniors. The two brothers and brothers worked together to defeat Li Taimin, but instead they were distorted by him. This face was really unbearable. While the headache was a headache, he couldn't help but blame Li Yang for sending them to deal with Li Taimin. What can't be said to be unable to beat, but it can be counted if it is unbeatable.

The three of them were in a stalemate. I would melt the fierce attack with one move, and I would melt the light and silent attack with one move. If you can't beat me, I wouldn't hit you. If the three of them had enough strength, they wouldn't feel tired, and it would be possible to fight forever.

If even Li Taimin, who is not very famous, cannot defeat him, how can the two brothers gain a foothold in the world in the future? I am afraid that their status in Haotian Palace will decline greatly.

The two brothers looked at each other and understood the gods. Duanshan real man shouted: "Old man, let me show you our true power, don't let you underestimate Haotian Palace."

The two of them turned sharply with their swords, and the true energy burst out from the dantian. The sword edge flashed, and a tornado appeared in the sky. With Li Taimin as the center, he turned whizzingly. Duanshan Zhenren and Lian Tao Zhenren flew backwards around Li Taimin. The sword light flashed, and the tornado became stronger and faster. It was seen that countless sword lights flashed and flew around. The evil disciples who were slightly closer stood around him screamed and rushed towards the dragon whirlwind. If it weren't for those with deep skills and those who had deep skills, they would have been thorned into a ball of flesh.

Zhenren Lian Tao laughed and said, "Old man, look at our move of 'Ambushes on Ten Waves'?" He jumped high and flew dozens of feet away. A silver-white sword light shook Li Taimin like lightning, slashing at him.

Li Taimin's sleeves whirred. He was in the tornado, and the fierce airflow around him was squeezed so hard that he could not move. He narrowed his eyes and saw this quick and lightning move. He had already made an idea. His body suddenly turned sharply and tightly connected with the tornado. The wide sleeves on both sides were like bulging sails. The whole person was turning faster and faster. In a moment, it had exceeded the speed of the tornado, and a tighter and thicker airflow came from his side.

Li Taimin suddenly stood up, his whole body vortexed, and his sleeves swelled, sweeping onto the sword light that was coming toward the face of Zhenren Lian Tao.

Zhenren Lian Tao was overjoyed, thinking that he would take his own move, and the true energy flowed and poured into the sword light.

Unexpectedly, Li Taimin turned sharply like a top, guided this move with the trend and slashed towards Duanshan Zhenren who was flying on the other side.

Duanshan Zhenren was shocked when he saw this. He just watched the two of them fighting. Unexpectedly, Zhenren Lian Tao's lightning strike actually hit him. He knew that this move was powerful and did not dare to take it head-on, so he had to fly back quickly and barely dodge.

The evil Taoist people around him were upset, thinking that the two had an internal conflict, but only with a profound understanding of their cultivation, they couldn't help but admire Li Taiminsheng.

As soon as Duanshan Zhenren retreated, the pressure suddenly became unbalanced. Li Taimin then urged his sleeves in reverse, and his true energy whistled and swelled, and the tornado was immediately broken.

Seeing that Li Taimin easily broke the two of their unique skills of fame, Duanshan Zhenren and Lian Tao were both ashamed and angry, shouting: "The old man can only dodge and have the ability to play a few moves openly with my brothers."

"He must be full of his martial arts skills on his sleeves. His true energy is wide and lush, endless, like smooth and tough silk, water cannot be poured into it, and the sword cannot be broken. If you want to beat him, you can only go astray and use a sharp and short weapon to try it." An old and tired voice slowly came from the dark shadow.

Duanshan Zhenren and Lian Tao were very happy. They thought that the old man Leng Mang had experienced four generations and had a hundred years of cultivation. What he said would definitely be wrong, so he put away his long sword and took out a dagger.

Li Taimin changed color slightly, and his heart was surging. The old man was so beautiful that he said nothing. He actually saw his martial arts essence and method of responding, which really made people have to be careful.

Duanshan Zhenren whispered: "Junior brother, let's attack together now. You must not be attacked by him like before. We can only suffer the loss." The two of them had a crystal clear dagger and rushed out together, attacking Li Taimin from left to right.

Li Taimin was prepared for what the old man Leng Mang said. When he saw the two attacks, the dagger was short and sharp, and it was really impossible to transform. Fortunately, he often stood on the wave head and his legs were extremely skilled. He kicked his legs and swept his legs and his toes, and his true energy was like a cover, and he kicked towards Lian Tao's wrist.

Previously, Li Taimin had been fighting against the enemy with two big sleeves, but had never seen him push his fists and feet out. The two were surprised and could not figure out the weaknesses of his fists and feet, so they had to avoid them sideways.

Li Taimin fought against the waves and slashed the waves, and his legs were as firm as a mountain. In an instant, he had kicked seven consecutive kicks one after another. The sound of wind and waves was loud, and a wet and salty sea breeze blew in his face, as if on the storm coast, with seven huge waves rushing one after another.

The rest of the evil paths were surprised and unexpectedly, Li Taimin's skill in his feet had reached the realm of transformation, and had turned into reality, bringing out the scene of strong winds and huge waves.

Duanshan Zhenren and Li Yang Zhenren were more shocked than others. They practiced Xuanshui True Qi and knew the difficulty of this way better than others. It was already difficult to transform the storm waves into moves, but it was even more difficult to storm waves. In Haotian Palace, there were only five or six people who had reached this state. For a moment, they were innocuous and dared not take it head-on and gradually retreated.

Li Taimin didn't want to fight with them and was determined to defend. However, the old man Lengbu saw through his martial arts essence and had to turn defense into offense. He had been fighting with the waves for more than 30 years and deeply understood the way of nature. Every move and every move was magnificent. In his eyes, what he was dealing with was still huge waves and storms, and never changed.

Wherever my heart arrived, it seemed to be on that stormy night, with dark clouds and darkness around him. He stood alone on a canoe. The storm roared and the sea water wet his clothes. He stood tall, and a huge wave ten feet high pounced upon him. He suddenly rose up, his sleeves rolled, and even made a gap in the huge wave. He stood calmly, landing on the waves lightly, letting the sea roar and the storm roar, unable to move him at all.

In an instant, the sea breeze dissipated, the huge waves turned flat, and the bright moon was hanging high and evil ways gathered. He looked around. Duanshan Zhenren and Lian Tao were covered in blood, their chests were broken, and they lay on the ground trembling slightly, and they seemed to be inactive.

The surroundings were silent, and everyone in the evil way did not dare to let out a breath. Seeing his eyes swept, they suddenly disappeared like a tide, revealing a seven-meter-wide open space.

He had realized something in his heart. He had never experienced the wonderful scene just now before, but he felt full of energy, full of true energy in his whole body, and was extremely happy. It seemed as if he had a comfortable sleep and woke up. He wanted to experience the strange scene again, but he was like looking for flowers in the fog and could never be understood.

After a long time, I suddenly heard the old man Lengbian whispering hoarsely: "Heaven and man are united, and heaven and man are united. I never thought that someone would enter this state. Hea, I have come to experience it."

Li Taimin was shocked. He was very afraid of this old man Leng Mang. His true power was circulating. He danced on his clothes without wind, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the black shadow.

A thin old man walked out of the dark shadow, less than six feet tall, bent, with gray hair and turbid eyes. He was wearing a dry yellow dress and walked slowly, looking dying and listless.

Unexpectedly, the old man Leng Mang, who has been intimidating the evil path and has experienced four generations of the leader of the Changqing Sect, looks like this!

I didn't see how he moved. The withered yellow wooden stick rose up from the ground and slowly floated into his hands. The old man Leng Mang looked at Li Taimin and sighed: "Boy, you are still young. You won't kill me within ten moves. You can do something."
Chapter completed!