Chapter 1067 The Battle of the Ninth-Order Alchemist
Everyone present was an old fox, and those casual cultivators were relatively simple. Who among these sects was not intrigue and immediately understood E Le Chi's idea.
Bei Ming Kangtian snorted and said, "Then I'll bother Lord Le Chi to explain the whole story clearly to Mr. Tang Qing. I was indeed a little impulsive just now."
When E Lechi saw Bei Ming Kangtian admit his mistake, he felt a little happy in his heart, and said seriously: "Don't worry, none of us will be happy about this kind of thing, but things have come to this point and cannot be saved. Everyone should be mourned."
Everyone sighed, shook their heads one by one, looking very sad.
Narcissus asked in confusion: "Runxiang, why don't I understand what they said? It seems that they were all very sad about the death of that person just now, but it was because they didn't save him that person just now, so why were they sad?"
Everyone's faces turned red. The little girl was completely ignorant of the world. She was considered a childless word. She directly exposed their hypocrisy, and her old faces were lost.
Runxiang couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, this is their self-proclaimed IQ, we don't understand."
Bei Ming Laifeng glared at him angrily and explained softly: "Princess Narcissus should not listen to this demon's nonsense. This is the most basic etiquette among our human race. The so-called dead are the greatest, which is a kind of respect and remembrance for the dead, or mourning."
"Yes, yes, yes, is mourning."
The other warriors also agreed and said, "Young Master Lai Feng is right. Lord Xiquan has gone unfortunately, so we all want to cheer up."
The Narcissus became more and more confused, with a completely confused expression on his face, and said, "But... But that person just now asked you to save him, but you don't even save him."
She raised her hand and pointed at Yan Shushu, who was about to die and was about to die, and said, "Now he is almost beaten to death. Do you want to mourn him later?"
Everyone came with their mouths wide open, and didn't know how to answer.
Runxiang laughed loudly, his eyes full of contempt and mockery towards everyone.
"Cough, cough"
Li Yunxiao also felt his face was dull, and he coughed a few times, saying, "He won't die."
He shouted, "Sir Yongye, stop. You will also hand him over to Xiankong Island."
Jing Yongye was so aggressive that he had beaten Yan Shushu to death. After hearing Li Yunxiao's words, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his face, and he pointed directly at the other party's lower abdomen.
"Bang"
A muffled sound broke out in Yan Shushu's dantian, the entire sea of energy was exploded, and a "hissing" sound was heard on hissing, and the entire person's energy was leaked into the second pure.
"ah"
Yan Shushu screamed in pain, his eyes full of despair. The foundation of martial arts was directly destroyed, and he instantly changed from a strong Martial Emperor to a useless man, even worse than an ordinary mortal.
The physical and mental trauma overlapped with each other, and the whole person fainted in an instant.
Jing Yongye dragged him over like a dog and threw him at Li Yunxiao's feet. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief. He was revenge and felt much more relaxed.
"Li Yunxiao, you are so brave"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside, and a ray of light rushed towards him. Zhao Wenzhan instantly appeared in front of him, with endless murderous aura flashing in his eyes, staring at him coldly.
Everyone was shocked and thought to themselves that the Lord was finally here.
Bei Ming Laifeng was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Wen Zhan, the beloved disciple was hurt by Li Yunxiao, and it has nothing to do with the rest of us. Please do whatever you want to fight or kill, and you don't need to give us face."
"Oh? Li Yunxiao, what else do you have to say?"
A murderous aura burst out from Zhao Wenzhan's body, and the temperature around him instantly dropped.
Li Yunxiao's pupils shrank slightly and said coldly: "Ling Tu was so angry that he offended me. Now the person who instigated has been punished by me, so Mr. Wen Zhan was sent to you. If the gentleman still feels dissatisfied, then what he wants to do."
Zhao Wenzhan glanced at Yan Shushu, who was like a dead dog on the ground, and smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, just get a dead dog to work? How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
Li Yunxiao held his hands in front of him, stood quietly in the sky, and said, "I have already said that you can do whatever you want."
His indifferent look made Zhao Wenzhan furious and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, how do you treat my beloved disciple, I will repay you.
Zhao Wenzhan's aura shook and said coldly: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Since you are both a ninth-level art refiner, as long as you can overpower me with your soul power, this matter will be exposed, otherwise... Humph."
Li Yunxiao still looked calm, but his eyes became colder and he snorted: "Please."
With a declaration of war, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became extremely abnormal. Apart from the extreme coldness, the space began to twist and entangle like a twist.
Everyone's faces changed drastically and they retreated, fearing that they would be involved.
Beiming Laifeng and Runxiang both became nervous, staring at their every move, hoping that Li Yunxiao would be killed and smashed into pieces.
But the two of them didn't move for a while, maintaining a fixed distance between them, but the space kept changing around them, twisting into various shapes, which made everyone who saw them stunned.
"Singing of the Sky Feather Wind"
Zhao Wenzhan moved first, pinched his hands and shouted lightly.
The space around him suddenly tightened, as if something had been suppressed. Then it exploded with a sudden "bang", and countless feather-like mental impacts were blown out, sprinkling one after another, as if snow was flying in the sky, floating towards Li Yunxiao.
"Okay, this is Tianyu Fengyin, your apprentice is so shit that it is used by you."
Li Yunxiao praised and immediately made a gesture with one hand.
An invisible force rippled from his body, like a layer of water film, leaning on his skin lightly. The feathers all over the sky fell down one by one, directly attached to the layer of water film, and were stopped after being penetrated, unable to hurt the body.
In an instant, Li Yunxiao was covered with white feathers, like a big white goose.
A sneer appeared on Zhao Wenzhan's lips and said, "If you only have this little defense, then everything will be over."
Li Yunxiao's face changed slightly, and a cold color burst out in his eyes.
Zhao Wenzhan changed his seal in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Explode"
"Boom"
The space swayed violently, without any fluctuations in the elementary power, and the extremely strong spiritual impact dispersed in the air. The white feathers whose soul power manifested all exploded at this moment, turning into spiritual vortexes, not only bombarding in all directions, but also fusing one by one, becoming bigger and bigger.
"ah"
Li Yunxiao let out a scream, and his whole person fell directly into the huge spiritual vortex. His body was constantly twisting with the changes in space. He held his head with both hands and screamed with hissing, and bleeding oozed out of the seven holes.
Beiming Laifeng and Runxiang were both ecstatic and could not contain their inner excitement.
Runxiang even turned into the true dragon's eyes and stared at it. It turned out that Li Yunxiao was at a disadvantage. Everything he saw in front of him was true, so he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
The battle between the art masters is extremely dangerous, and it is even more fierce than the martial arts master. If you are not careful, the spiritual platform will be lost. At the very least, the soul will be injured, and at the worst, the memory will be lost, and you will be completely foolish.
"Haha, but Err"
Zhao Wenzhan sneered: "This is the end of you hurting my apprentice, and you will be punished."
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he remembered the words of the Great Island Lord. It seemed that this person was of some use and was inconvenient to kill him.
Then he snorted coldly and said, "This is the end of this time. If there is another next time, I will definitely kill you."
He sealed a little in his hand, and the spiritual vortex disappeared invisibly. Li Yunxiao's constantly twisted body finally turned back to its original state, lying motionlessly in the void, but looking from a distance, his face turned pale and bleeding from the vents.
Bei Ming Laifeng suddenly shouted: "Mr. Wen Zhan, don't show mercy, don't give us face, just kill us."
Bei Ming Kangtian frowned and showed an unhappy look. He stared vigilantly. If Zhao Wenzhan dared to kill, he would definitely rescue him.
Zhao Wenzhan ignored everyone and said coldly to Li Yunxiao: "Get up, don't pretend to be dead. The attack just now was just a heavy blow to your soul, and it won't be dead."
He waited quietly for a while, and saw that Li Yunxiao was still floating there motionlessly, his brows frowned, and doubt flashed in his eyes.
He took a step forward and walked forward carefully, each step was extremely slow, because the duel between the craftsmen was too high, and any negligence could be fatal.
The doubts in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he always felt something was wrong.
"ah?"
Zhao Wenzhan suddenly screamed and looked at Li Yunxiao floating in the air in horror.
Then what is Li Yunxiao? It was himself who was lying quietly in the sky and bleeding from the seven holes.
"how so?"
Suddenly, Zhao Wenzhan felt dizzy and he, who was quietly floating in the air, slowly stood up, his face was also full of horror.
His body trembled, knowing that he had been hit
I am a ninth-level art master, how could I be hit by someone’s mental power without even realizing it?
But the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but disbelieve it.
Fortunately, Zhao Wenzhan's psychological quality was strong enough, so he woke up in an instant. He suddenly pinched his hands with his hands, formed a mark and slowly rose in his hand, and shouted: "Break"
A powerful force rippled from him, and the surrounding space continued to change, as if it had been washed by heavy rain.
A strong and severe pain came from his mind, the illusion was broken, and he returned to his true status. He was indeed bleeding from seven holes and his face was pale.
His face became even more gray, his body trembled violently, and he felt scared in his heart. If he hadn't been merciless just now, he would have been completely killed by his own tricks at this moment, right?
Be kind to others, be kind to yourself
"What's going on?"
Everyone was shocked and looked shocked.
They found dejectedly that the battle between the art masters was too weird and they couldn't understand it at all.
I will make up for it later. I will make up for it all this month.
The monthly ticket is already sixth, so let’s continue to ask for tickets. Anyway, everyone will be invalidated next month.