114. True Pride

The flying sword turned into a silver-white stream of light, and the strong sword energy shook the entire wooden table into wood chips, stabbing the young man surnamed Li. The strong sense of crisis made his scalp numb, and he seemed to feel that the whole world suddenly slowed down.//.com Novel Network//

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In the silver-white stream of light, the flying sword without a handle was emitting a spiral sword energy, and then shot towards his eyebrows. The wooden table, which was supposed to be able to block the full-strength attack of the magic weapon below level 5, exploded into countless wooden blocks under this sword energy. When the flying sword moved forward again, these explosive wooden blocks split into smaller wooden blocks under the impact of the spiral sword energy, followed by wooden residue, wood silk, and wood chips, and in the end nothing left.

The cold sword energy pierced his face, which was a pain he had never felt - he knew that when facing the sword energy of some powerful sword cultivators, there would be a needle-like pain, and people with insufficient perseverance could not fight with such powerful sword cultivators. However, the opponent's sword energy was different. In addition to the unique stinging sensation of sword cultivators, he also felt a cold cold air. This cold air should have come from his flying sword, which made his face a little stiff.

But all this is not the most terrifying thing.

What was really terrifying was that a cold and violent aura invaded his sea of ​​consciousness and body earlier than this sword energy. Not only did he slow to react, but he could even feel a cold aura suddenly coming from his spine. This unique cold aura made his heart contract suddenly - compared to the tingling sensation on his face, the throbbing pain from the heart part was even more unbearable.

He knew that this was the other party's murderous aura!

But what puzzled him was that the air around him became a little sticky at this moment, which greatly restricted his flexibility.

Originally, with his strength and reaction, he could easily retreat when facing this sword, but now he was completely unable to move - not really unable to move, but in the same slow motion, he knew that he had no time to avoid this sword. If he insisted on retreating, the final result would be that the sword would be penetrated through the head and pierced the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the thoughts were heard, the boy from the Li family immediately knew how he was going to deal with it.

The disciples of the Li family have never been like royal disciples from other families or dynasties, and rarely go out to practice. In order to be worthy of the Li family's surname and to make the family proud of them, the disciples of the Li family have all been trained through countless trials. Of course, this is not absolute. There are also many disciples of the Li family who are lazy and flirtatious, but all this has nothing to do with him.

Because he is one of the best disciples of the Li family and one of the most powerful contenders for the future heirs of the Li family, Li Qiming. (, watch the latest update of this book)

Li Qiming's eyes widened, his hands, as if he had exhausted all his strength, moved to the left and right, as if he was about to tear something apart. Then a dark light suddenly burst out in front of him. The spiral black halo barely blocked the flying sword that would almost stab him.

There was only a "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The powerful explosion suddenly exploded, slightly dispersing the viscous feeling in the air, and Li Qiming's movements began to become slippery.

A quick retreat, his right hand slid through the air, as if he was stroking something. A dark light appeared in the air passing by Li Qiming's right hand. When the black light extended to nearly two meters long, Li Qiming suddenly took a big step forward, raised his left hand up and grabbed the middle part of the black light, and his right hand was also held at the end of the black light.

With a slight trembling, the black light scattered like flying petals, spiraling from behind to front.

What was revealed in Li Qiming's hand was a spear that was as dark as ink.

The spear is not thick and even looks a little thin, but the gun rod exudes a metallic luster. The strange light white texture spreads on the spear, like carved silver patterns, extending from the end of the spear to the end of the spear. The spear tip of the spear is not like the ordinary spear tip, which is slapped on the spear stick. The spear tip and the spear stick seem to be forged together. The two form an inseparable whole. What's even more strange is that the spear tip has a hollow thin mark, but it is not the kind of blood groove on the ordinary sword.

Lu Li recognized the weapon at a glance.

This is the submachine gun of the Li family!

A weapon of the ninth grade of the Heavenly Level!

As one of the ten royal dynasties, the Li family naturally had imperial weapons to suppress the foundation. However, after all, imperial weapons were not used casually. As such a powerful family, if they did not have any weapons and powerful weapons, it would be a ridiculous thing to use. Therefore, the Li family had to ask the master of Wanbing Tomb to help them forge several powerful weapons and magic weapons, including this submachine gun.

As a submachine gun that can become an imperial soldier just a little bit away, its power is naturally extremely powerful.

In addition to the common characteristics of sharpness and sturdiness of weapons, the Li family's submachine gun also has characteristics such as breaking the aura and breaking the armor. The general practitioner's harsh weapon cannot stop this terrible weapon at all. Moreover, if the holder is willing to sacrifice his true energy forever and pour it into the auspicious gun, he can emit a hundred shock waves with a power that is comparable to the full-strength attack of the seventh-level magic weapon in one minute.

This is also the origin of the name of this spear.

After Li Qiming used the submachine gun in his hand to block Lu Li's killing attack, he did not retreat but instead advanced.

After another big step, the spear in his hand drew an arc, and the black light circled along the trajectory of the spear tip. A strange suction force came from the black circle, firmly sucking Lu Li's fifth-grade flying sword - this was Li Qiming's spear technique. Later, he saw Li Qiming gently lifting the submachine gun, and a shock force suddenly shot out. Lu Li's flying sword was hit into the air by Li Qiming. After that, he moved his hands together, and the submachine gun broke out like a black dragon and stabbed towards Lu Li's chest.

I have to say that Li Qiming has rich practical experience, and his cultivation level has definitely been tempered.

If you face an ordinary opponent, you are afraid that with Li Qiming's combination of such experienced skills, powerful strength and terrifying weapons, you will be defeated in just one round.

But unfortunately, Lu Li is no ordinary opponent.

Green, black, red, and three rays of light suddenly broke out in Lu Li's face, turning into three rays of light attacking Li Qiming. If Li Qiming insisted on continuing to thrust with his gun, then these three rays of light would have dismantled his body - one point earlier than his shot through Lu Li's chest, and this point would be the destined life and death of both sides. Even if it was not enough, it would be the end of death.

But Lu Li dared to fight with Li Qi for the ending of death together, but did Li Qiming dare?

Lu Li's face showed an extremely confident look, without any retreat. He stood in Li Qiming's attack range and ignored the shot that stabbed him in the chest, as if it was not a spear at all, but just a toothpick.

Sure enough, facing Lu Li's expression, Li Qiming did not dare to fight against Lu Li in the end - perhaps in his opinion, his life was much more expensive than Lu Li's golden gold. So he chose to retreat, and the submachine gun in his hand was danced into an airtight black light curtain by him, protecting all his own flaws very well, leaving no blind spots at all.

Only the sound of "dingdong" is heard continuously.

Countless sparks splashed on the black light curtain.

The raging airflow tore up everything around the two of them—whether the table, chair, and the floor—that all turned into pieces of powder.

The series of confrontations were as dense as a storm, but Lu Li knew very well that Li Qiming had a powerful weapon like a submachine gun to protect him. Once he was determined to take the defensive, it would be impossible for him to break through the opponent's defense. Moreover, the three blue, black and red flying swords in his hand were not rare flying swords. They were all snatched from Zhu Dachang. If he fought with the submachine gun of the Heavenly Level Nine-grade level, he would be the only one who was not good at fighting so head-on.

So Lu Li simply stopped this meaningless attack. The attacks of the three flying swords suddenly stopped. After a light and swaying sideways, it floated around Lu Li. At this time, the fifth-grade flying sword in the sky level that was knocked away by Li Qiming at the beginning finally returned to Lu Li's control, flew back, and floated side by side with the other three flying swords.

"That's... Lingfeng! Zhu Yan! Qiu Shui! Isn't that the flying sword of Zhu Dachang, the prince of the Three Swords? How could it fall into his hands!"

"Can you say Zhu Dachang..."

"No, this is not the point! Didn't you pay attention just now? He can actually control four flying swords at the same time!"

"And the sword skills he used just now were not the same set of sword techniques, it was obviously three different sets of sword techniques!"

"This is impossible!"

"Can Zhu Dachang control three flying swords? That must be a secret sword technique! If he really kills Zhu Dachang, it is not impossible to learn this secret technique."

"No! More than that!... The speed of the Li family ghost is completely inconsistent with his cultivation level, and his reaction power seems to be very slow. Haven't you discovered anything?"

"That's..." With the reminder of the previous voice, some people around him who had good eyes immediately discovered the key to the problem.

"Circle of power!"

"This little ghost is just a thunder realm! He actually mastered the power circle, how is this possible!"

"No! This is no longer a circle of momentum! This is the sword force! It belongs to the sword cultivator himself to understand!"

The exclamations of the spectators around him finally made Li Qiming feel a little surprised. He did feel the stickiness of the air around him. At that time, he thought it was because of the ice-attributed Heavenly Fifth-grade flying sword, but now he heard the exclamation of the people around him and finally understood that this was not the reason for the Heavenly Fifth-grade flying sword at all, but the other party had mastered the sword power!

Li Qiming knew that there were many disciples of the Li family with great talent and talent, and he was one of them. However, when compared with the opponent in front of him, he was like a mediocre person! He could see that the young man in front of him was definitely younger than him, but his cultivation was not inferior to him. Although his weapons were not as good as the one in his hand, he was defeated by enough numbers, and his talent and ability were still far above him. All of this was enough to determine the final result of a competition between opponents of the same level!

When did such a terrible genius appear in the world of Taoism?

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Li Qiming finally felt a little fear in his heart, and he couldn't help but speak and shouted: "Who are you!"

Lu Li looked at Li Qiming. His appearance was already a bit harsh and weak on the outside. He knew that his opponent was already scared.

A confident smile appeared on Lu Li's face. His voice was very light, but he also had the kind of pride that was not inferior to Li Qiming before: "Taiyi, Lu Li!"


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