Before the palm reached, Li Yiwei's sealing force in front of his palm had already compressed the air and fell down.

"Bang!"

Lu Shen had extremely good perception and combat experience. Even though the darkness in front of him was the fast-moving tiger claws, they still collided with Li Wei's palms accurately.

The other party's terrifying power was pressing down again.

Lu Shen only felt that the tiger's claws and arms were no longer his own, and he lost consciousness. The next moment, the heavy palm force hit his chest hard.

"puff!"

The tiger-like body, which is three meters high in Lu Shen, flew backwards.

Before he could land and stabilize, Li Wei walked over to the silver magic fog and chased after him. His finger was like a sword, piercing his eyebrows, and his skull shattered.

This is the consecration of Cihang in the hands of the Twelve Sans of the Chanmen, which is a finger technique.

When Li Yi was using this move just now, he felt that the index finger and middle finger of his right hand had magic power to tangle and condense into a wisp of force and fly out of the body. However, because of the lack of power in succession, the finger force could not be condensed and formed.

He secretly speculated that after opening Qiquan or Baquan and opening the mana of the body becomes stronger, some miraculous changes may occur in this move.

The trace veins extending from the sixth fountain of Tanzhong increase to the six paths.

Li Wei'er listened to the sound of the wind, turned around and came out with his palms, and hit the two Qiquan martial artists who were waving their swords in the air.

With a "boom" behind him, Lu Shen fell three feet away, and plasma and brain gushed out of his eyebrows and could no longer stand up.

"Bang!Bang!"

The sword in the hands of the two Qiquan martial artists was broken. Li Yi's body moved in a flash, and his hands were already grasping one of them. Then, the sound of the neck bones being broken was heard.

The body was thrown out and smashed at the Qiquan martial artist who had only broken sword left in his hand.

The Qiquan Martial Arts Cultivator caught the body of his companion who was constantly surging in his mouth. I don’t know if it was the first time he participated in such a cruel killing, but he screamed in a flash. Then he held the body and rushed to the shore like a escaping, with a faint sob and crying voice.

Listening to the screams and looking at the figure, he looked like a young woman.

Most of these two people are disciples of the sect!

Li Yiu was too lazy to chase and knew very well that something was wrong tonight. The city defense camp could not hide. This was not the energy that Changlin Gang and Yang Yun could have.

Therefore, after breaking out of the encirclement through the gap, he did not fight and went straight towards Yang Yun.

Retake the Yellow Dragon Sword and leave immediately.

You can do other magic weapons, but you can’t do the Yellow Dragon Sword.

Yang Yun saw Li's only purpose, smiled, as light as a swallow, rushed to the silver-horned elk frame on the shore, and said, "If you want to grab the sword, I'll give it to you. Stop him for me for ten breaths, and go to the Yang clan to get 100,000 silver coins tomorrow."

His second sentence was to Murong Xiao at the top of the mast.

“What a good deal.”

Murong Xiao spread his black wings on his back, holding a three-meter longbow in his hand, and dived towards Li Wei, who was chasing Yang Yun on a fishing boat.

"Block me to ten breaths, do you have that strength?"

Li Wei glanced at the flying black shadow with cold eyes, used the Qingxu step to drive the cicada, stepped on the magic silver fog, drifted three feet to the right, and then soared into the sky and appeared above Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiao was at a high altitude before, and the distance was too far, so she couldn't see how Li Yishi was repeatedly avoiding the long arrows she shot.

This time the distance was close enough that she finally saw clearly.

The other party's body technique is too weird and can see clearly, but cannot avoid it.

Li Wei slapped his head with a palm, and Murong Xiao tried his best to turn around in time and hit him with a palm.

"Bang!"

The powerful palm force slapped Murong Xiao down and smashed her body through the wooden boat. In the cabin, the sound of pots and bowls falling into the ground immediately sounded.

After all, Murong Xiao ranked so high in Qiquantang with his unique flying advantages and magic weapon giant bow.

Losing these two advantages, her combat power is slightly inferior to Yao Zhengsheng and Lu Shen.

Yang Yun landed on the shore, jumped onto the silver-horned elk frame, waved to Li Wei, who was still ten feet away, and smiled: "If you want to regain this magic weapon and sword, follow me back to Jiuli City?"

"Bang!"

He whipped the whip.

After the silver-horned elk suffered a pain, it rushed out.

These strange beasts can directly breathe and breathe the method of heaven and earth, dissolve the energy of the method into the blood, and continuously evolve and cleanse the body.

"How easy is it to leave?"

Li Wei mobilized his mana and left the body to transform into qi.

The three-inch knife that Yang Yun had made before cut Li Yi's neck, penetrated the seven or eight-meter wooden boat, and nailed it to a thick mast.

At this moment, he was pulled into Li Wei's hand by the magic energy.

The flying needle technique I practiced in a flash was performed. With a swish, the three-inch knife was like a bright spot of light, passing through the water and the night.

Twenty feet away, the silver-horned elk roared loudly, and its head was penetrated, and the gilded frame behind it rushed down the embankment and rolled down continuously.

...

"How is this possible?"

Yang Qingxi stared at the shore with beautiful eyes, but never expected that the boy, who was not famous and like a servant, would knock out all three top 100 warriors from a glance.

Even with the help of magic weapons, such combat power is still quite impressive.

The key is that he, a martial artist in the Yongquan realm, is neither a pure immortal body nor a profound life experience. How could he have several magic weapons?

Li Ling and Yang Yun have no such noble status.

There are too many unreasonable things, no wonder Yang Qingxi loses his composure.

Although Li Yi's performance was amazing, which of these people present was not amazing when they were young? They just stood out for a moment and then returned to the main business.

Master Yuzhen smiled and said, "Miss Yang, this little thing is enough to make you lose your composure? What we are going to do is a big thing that shocks the world and changes the world. I am now seriously doubting whether you have the ability to represent the Bianzong."

"It is not scary to lose one's composure, what is scary is incontinence...ah..." A tender voice that was not stingy sounded out of place.

Shi Jiuzhai immediately slapped the fat man who was talking nonsense and showing off his food. He slapped the whole face into the dining plate, and smiled awkwardly at Yang Qingxi, who was angrily watching.

Can these words be said in person?

Yang Qingxi quickly regained his rationality, and did not want to lose his manners in front of the evil demons and was underestimated, and said, "Tell me, what is the identity of the person you brought? How credible is his words?"

The great Zen Master Yuzhen said unsurprisingly and never stopped talking, and smiled and said, "Li Lao Na is the top ten powerful existence in the Jiuli tribe. How dare you, a junior, question him?"

Yang Qingxi, Shi Jiuzhai, and the man surnamed Long all looked at the mysterious old man wrapped in a wide black robe.

Master Yuzhen said: "Coffin Mountain can help Mr. Li enter the game. I would like to ask you, are we qualified to plan a big deal together?"

The top ten tribes of the Nine Li clans must be among the nine clan leaders or nine priests.

This is not simple!

Shi Jiuzhai was so amazed that he slapped and laughed: "Coffin Mountain is such a big deal. I didn't expect that the top leaders of the Jiuli tribe were penetrated."

The mysterious old man in black robe said calmly and said lightly: "I know that the Jiuli tribe has long been corrupt and can't stand this disaster. Instead of being exterminated by you and ending up as a male slave and a prostitute, it is better to adopt a strategy of saving the tribe in a curve. After this disaster, at least the Jiuli tribe will not be completely erased. In this way, the emperor is worthy of his ancestors and descendants."

Shi Jiuzhai didn't know whether the old man of the Jiuli clan really thought so or was forcibly suppressed by Coffin Mountain. It was no longer important, so he said in his heart that he admired him twice.

Yang Qingxi and the man surnamed Long also had the same idea.

I don’t think the old man surnamed Li is ridiculous, I just think the coffin mountain is terrible.

The mysterious old man in black robe said, "I am not very clear about how strong Jiuli Yinmen still has. But I think that if you don't understand this matter, you will start a war rashly. I'm afraid you will pay a price that you will not be able to bear."

"Mr. Li has a way to find out the Jiuli Yin Sect and figure out their strength?" Yang Qingxi asked.

The mysterious old man in black robe said: "Every year, the nine tribes will select one or several young men to send them to Jiuli Yinmen. It is very close to the time to send them to people this year. If you trust me, you will postpone the offensive plan and wait until the hiddenmen is clearly investigated before taking action. Wouldn't it be more certain?"

Yang Qingxi and Shi Jiuzhai felt that the old man might not be trustworthy, or the Jiuli tribe's delayed military strategy was the one who stared at the Great Zen Master Yuzhen.

Master Yuzhen was not sure whether the old man from Jiuli clan was trustworthy, so he looked at the lay Buddhist in white.

The appearance of the lay Buddhist in white has changed a little compared to when he was eating noodles yesterday, except for the blood-red rosary in his hand. She kept staring at the fight on the shore and said casually: "Old Li, bring out the people you are going to send to Jiuli Yinmen, so that everyone can see it."

"Li Qing!"

The mysterious old man in black robe called out a low voice.

Behind him, a tall and thin boy who looked seventeen or eighteen years old walked out, wearing black clothes and strong clothes, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was not at all embarrassed when facing these giants present.

The mysterious old man in black robe said: "Nine springs have been opened in Li Qing's body. I will send him to Jiuli Yinmen. I have a great chance to become a god-hidden person of this generation. It is naturally no problem to find out the secrets of the Yinmen."

"Is it true or false to open Jiuquan?" Shi Jiuzhai was both curious and surprised.

Jiuquan martial arts practitioners can be called the most powerful person, but they are extremely rare. No matter how strong the cultivation level is, they will look up to you.

At this time, the battle situation on the shore changed again. The mysterious young man who was hunted broke through the siege and shot Yang Yun's mount, with great force.

All these giants on the ship were attracted by the battlefield over there and forgot to continue discussing matters for a while.

Xu Changlin, the leader of the Changlin Gang, and Tang Yan, the deputy leader, came to the door of the main hall and asked for a fight, "Miss, the situation has changed. Young Master Yun is in danger, Xu Changlin asks for a fight!"

"Tang Yan will kill that junior."

Yang Qingxi couldn't hold back his face. It was a good show that he thought was interesting and could show that the influence of the Bianzong in Jiuli City was not afraid of everything, but now he backfired and lost all his face in front of all forces.

She was about to send these two powerful men from the Five Seas Realm to clean up the mess.

The white-clothed layman's quiet voice sounded outside the door: "If you participate in such a good show, you will have no meaning at all!"

She could see clearly than everyone else that the boy who invited her to eat noodles was not the eighth or ninth spring, but the sixth spring in Danzhong.

This is a little beyond her understanding!

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Chapter completed!