"The Flame Gold Sword is a low-level mortal weapon. Although it is a bit inferior, you can make do with it."
After completing the training, Liu Yi began to look at the Yanjin sword placed beside the bed. It was a low-level mortal weapon. Although it was not in the eyes of magic, it was much better than an ordinary long sword.
At least when you use it, you won't be exploded by the sword energy and true energy. Looking at the flame gold sword in your hand, you despise the weapon refining skills of the Holy Dragon Continent countless times.
"Swish, swish."
The Yanjin Sword danced briskly in a circle and put it away with satisfaction. Now it has reached the third level of martial arts realm, and its cultivation level has also improved a lot. It is one step closer to the sixth level of martial arts realm. As long as it reaches the sixth level
At the Martial Meridian Realm, one can fully perform the first of the twelve Heavenly Sword moves.
Even though it has a lot of power now, it only scratches the surface of the first style. It must rely on strong cultivation to display its true power.
"Liu Yi, come out here."
At this moment, a cold voice sounded outside the room. The voice was extremely cold and without any emotion. Liu Yi frowned when he heard this voice.
"It's true that flies are everywhere and there is never a peaceful moment."
"When I improve my cultivation, I will see how rampant you are."
Liu Yi whispered, slowly came to the door, opened the wooden door, and looked at a young man of about twenty years old in the distance. The young man exuded a cold aura all over his body, his eyes were focused on Liu Yi, and his face was
Full of disdain.
"Liu Yi, as a disciple of the Liu family and the son of the head of the family, you actually kill your own clan. I give you a chance. If you can catch my attack, I will let you go today, otherwise!"
Liu Lingfeng kept looking at Liu Yi, constantly looking around, but he never found anything. Except that Liu Yi was in better spirits than before, there was nothing special about him. He didn't know why his brothers were treated like this.
A waste defeated.
"Liu Lingfeng, not bad."
Liu Yi also looked at Liu Lingfeng. In his memory, Liu Lingfeng was known as a genius among the disciples of the Liu family. He was one of the few disciples of the Liu family who reached the seventh level of martial arts realm before the age of thirty.
Although he is practicing a yellow-level skill, he has mastered a mysterious-level skill called Ice Palm, and coupled with his own ice attributes, even an eighth-level martial arts realm may not be able to withstand the Ice Palm when he performs it.
Liu Yi was also curious about ice-type warriors, and his heart gradually became serious. With the seventh-level martial arts realm and Xuan-level skills, he had no chance at all.
"Liu Lingfeng, who gave you the courage to be so presumptuous in front of me?"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded, with anger in it. Liu Yi was familiar with this voice. Who else could it be if it wasn't his mother?
When I heard this voice, I felt warm in my heart. The gentle mother actually had a strong side for her son.
After the voice fell, Ling Nu's figure appeared in the corridor of the courtyard, looking at Liu Lingfeng with a layer of frost on his face. Liu Lingfeng was at the seventh level of martial arts realm, so naturally she would not let Liu Yi compete with this Liu Lingfeng.
"I have seen Second Aunt, and Liu Yi has destroyed Liu Tian and Liu Hai. As the wife of the house owner, does Second Aunt still favor Liu Yi?"
When Liu Lingfeng saw Ling Nu, his face was startled, and he gave a faint salute to Ling Nu, but there was no respect at all on his face, and his tone was flat, and he didn't look like he was a junior at all.
Moreover, after saluting, he also accused Ling Nu in a responsible tone, which made Liu Yi feel angry. Because of himself, his father's status as head of the family was unattainable, and even his mother had to suffer from it.
"Liu Lingfeng, if you want to die, I will help you."
Liu Yi felt uncomfortable when he saw his mother being angered. As a son, if his mother had to follow him and suffer anger, what qualifications did he have to become a warrior?
The momentum of his whole body slowly increased, and he slowly raised the Yanjin Sword in his hand. He looked straight at the Yanjin Sword, and his voice was cold as if coming from the Nine Netherworld.
A sword energy flowed on the Yanjin sword, and the whole figure looked like a sharp sword standing proudly between heaven and earth, giving Lingnu, Liu Lingfeng, and the Liu family disciples who came behind an illusion.
"Yi'er."
When Ling Nu saw Liu Yi's aura, he felt that this kind of aura was not possessed by an ordinary person who couldn't practice, but an aura that could only be possessed by a master.
He shouted softly, but he did not stop Liu Yi, but he raised his energy. As long as Liu Yi was in any danger, he would take action to save Liu Yi as soon as possible.
"It's really hidden deep enough. Very good. I want to see how capable you are."
"Ice Palm."
Liu Lingfeng was infected by Liu Yi's aura, and a murderous intention surged in his heart. He didn't even notice it as an ordinary disciple. He didn't expect that a waste could have such a powerful aura and be worth taking action.
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold aura emanated from his whole body. He waved his hands rapidly in the air, and the air immediately dropped. In the heat of June, everyone suddenly felt as if they had entered a thousand-mile glacier.
One palm print after another quickly overlapped, and the air quickly solidified. The Liu family disciples who came from other places had a look of horror on their faces when they saw the power of Liu Lingfeng's ice palm.
"As expected of a talented disciple of the Liu family."
"Mysterious level skills are really powerful."
"It goes without saying that you can obtain Xuan-level skills."
The sounds of exclamation and discussion continued, and there were more and more palm prints from the Ice Palm. Liu Yi always had a smile on his face, looking at the Yanjin Sword, and secretly admired it in his heart. The Xuan-level skills are really not easy.
It is infinitely more powerful than the yellow-level skills, but compared to my own Heavenly Sword Twelve Styles, it is nothing but bullshit. But now that I haven't fully mastered the Heavenly Sword Twelve Styles, I can only manage one strike.
The palm print reached an extreme, and Liu Lingfeng rushed forward and shot towards Liu Yi at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, Liu Yi also rushed towards the opponent and drew out the flame gold sword in his hand.
The flame-gold sword drew a strange trajectory, and the two came together in the blink of an eye. The palm prints and sword shadows collided fiercely. The Xuan-level skills were indeed powerful, and the palm prints alone had sluggish power.
"Click."
The palm print and the Yanjin sword collided hard, making a clicking sound. The Yanjin sword penetrated the palm mark strangely, and quickly stabbed towards Liu Lingfeng. At the same time, Liu Lingfeng's palm print also hit Liu Yi's chest.
Seeing this situation, Liu Yi and Liu Lingfeng were both shocked. They did not expect that the opponent's skill attack was so powerful, and it was already too late to avoid it.
Just when they were about to lose both of them, two figures flashed and quickly came to Liu Lingfeng and Liu Yi, and they took action at the same time.
"Snapped."
"Ding Dong."
With two clear sounds, the Yanjin sword was bounced away, and the ice palm that came to Liu Yi's chest was also shot away. The two of them were forced back by a force, and they retreated several feet before stopping.