The weather is calm and sunny.

Yunying Peak, as the most beautiful place in the Western Regions, has beautiful mountains and clear waters, which attracts people's yearning.

It is in such a beautiful place that screams can be heard from time to time, deafening.

To the west of Yunying Peak, hundreds of miles away, a figure flew out like a cannonball, smashing boulders and breaking big trees.

The biggest difference between warriors and ordinary people is not that they can fly or live, but that they can be beaten.

Ordinary people, if hit on a stone or tree, the person will be cold, but for a warrior, if the tree is cold, the person will still be alive and kicking.

"Brother Li!"

Little Red Riding Hood, who had been innocently injured, barely managed to stabilize her body, looked at someone in the distance who had fallen to pieces, and shouted, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

More than ten feet away, Li Ziye climbed up from the rubble, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the wild monster boss in front of him, his heart full of wariness.

So fierce!

I came here to clear the dungeon of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, but before I entered the dungeon, I was beaten by a wild monster boss on the road, which made me doubt my life. I really deserved it.

If I had known that Holy Lord Yunying was so fierce, I wouldn't have provoked her.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he had faced off against a strong man at the top of the Five Realms. In the past, when he encountered dungeon monsters, he had always found others to fight for him, so he didn't find it difficult. Today, when he went on the field in person, he realized that he was still his younger brother.

While thinking, Li Ziye looked around and frowned slightly.

Difficult to do.

He originally thought that after clearing a god-level dungeon, he could push through other dungeons. It seemed that he was overthinking it after all.

Sure enough, the ideal is very full, but the reality is always so skinny.

"Brother Li, let's change the way we fight. If we keep fighting like this, we can't win."

Not far away, Bai Wangyu looked at Holy Lord Yun Ying in front of him, his eyes slightly focused, and he said through the voice, "How about breaking the armor first? If Yun Ying's clothes are not broken, Holy Lord Yun Ying will always be confident and has no fear of our offensive.

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"That makes sense."

Li Ziye responded and said, "You fight the monsters, and I'll break the armor."

"good."

Bai Wangyu nodded and reminded, "Brother Li, be careful. This Holy Lord Yunying seems to have made up her mind to deal with you first. I can't stop her."

A strong man at the peak of the Five Realms is too powerful, and it is unrealistic to stop him head-on.

"Don't worry, go ahead and resist more damage so that I can get beaten less!" Li Ziye urged.

Bai Wangyu nodded, without saying another word, he rushed forward with his sword and fought with Holy Lord Yunying until they were together.

Within a short distance, the two swords were intertwined, one strong and the other soft, fully displaying the exquisiteness of martial arts.

Outside the battle situation, Li Ziye watched the two people fighting, thoughts flashing in his eyes.

Whether you win or not is secondary, the key is how to grab the things.

Little Red Riding Hood's suggestion also makes some sense. The armor must be broken first, otherwise, the master of Yunying Palace will not pay attention to their offensive at all.

It's a pity that his armor-breaking artifact, the Great Light Fan, was left with Huan Zhu and was not brought over.

Thinking of this, Li Ziye stared at the Chunjun sword in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Believe that old man Wu once?

There is no other choice, just fight!

"drink!"

With a long shout, the true energy rushed forward. In an instant, Li Ziye's cultivation was fully activated, pouring continuously into the pure Jun sword in his hand.

The next moment, thunder surged on the Chunjun sword, and the roar was deafening.

"Um?"

During the battle, Holy Lord Yunying felt something and immediately looked over. When he saw the lightning on the young man's sword in front of him, his face became condensed.

This is not a spell, it is the power of the sword itself.

Could it be?

Thinking of this, Holy Lord Yunying shook away the Confucian disciple in front of him with a sword and rushed over.

"Feng Lei!"

Under the scorching sun, Li Ziye saw Holy Lord Yunying rushing over, shouted loudly, held the sword in both hands, and struck down with the sword.

Suddenly, the sword energy burst out of the air with the force of thunder. The terrifying power was shocking.

As the thunder approached, Holy Master Yun Ying's expression changed slightly, and the true energy around his body surged, pouring into the Yun Zhi Sword, and he swung the sword in the same direction.

"boom!"

The light shook the thunder, and two powerful forces exploded. After a moment, the two forces dissipated.

"Flying Immortal Technique, Sa Da Wu Geng Han!"

The moment the thunder dissipated, Li Ziye moved in front of him, and instantly arrived in front of Holy Master Yun Ying. The pure Jun sword condensed the power of thunder and stabbed the latter's chest with a crash.

With great strength added to his body, Holy Master Yunying groaned and took two steps back.

Close at hand, Holy Lord Yunying saw clearly the cyan beads on the sword in the hands of the young man in front of him through the thunder light, and his expression changed.

This is?

Thunder Lingzhu!

There is such a thing in the world.

After a brief shock, Holy Lord Yunying came back to his senses, condensed the light in his palm, took a photo, and counterattacked strongly.

However, Li Ziye, who had been well prepared, quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, he was already ten feet away, avoiding his attack.

"Thunder Lingzhu!"

Holy Master Yunying glanced at the charred clothes on his chest, with murderous intent in his eyes. He looked up at the young man in front of him and said coldly, "Very good. You have once again impressed me."

"The Holy Lord has given too much praise."

Li Ziye stared at Holy Lord Yunying's chest for a moment and said, "I didn't expect this thing to have such a miraculous effect."

That old man Wu is indeed very reliable.

His two hundred thousand taels of silver were not spent in vain.

Expensive, there is a reason for it to be expensive.

When I have time, I go back to Yuzhou City and go to Old Man Wu’s blacksmith shop to ask if there are any more beads of this level. He has one million taels apiece and collected them all!

"Brother Li."

Not far away, Bai Wangyu recovered from his shock and asked in disbelief, "What is the origin of that old man?"

How could an old man from a blacksmith shop have such a treasure?

"have no idea."

Li Ziye shook his head simply and replied, "I haven't been born yet, and that old man has been working for decades. He must be some big boss who is tired of the world and lives in seclusion there."

"Yuzhou City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

When Bai Wangyu heard this, he smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

It's really outrageous that any blacksmith can be so good.

"Stop lamenting. Her nails are about to break. Try harder."

Li Ziye urged, and the true energy from his whole body poured into the sword again. He looked at the chest of Holy Lord Yunying in front of him, like a wolf and a tiger, hungry and thirsty!
Chapter completed!