These are three strong men in the false elixir realm!
How could the spiritual pillar formed by the gathering of three tyrannical spiritual powers be defeated by a simple punch!
Not just a simple defeat, this punch was able to kill two fake elixir realm experts on the spot. The only remaining one was also suffering from anxiety all over his body, and his life was worse than death!
Baili Hongfei's expression was filled with pain as he looked at Baili Nan, who was writhing and rolling like a carp on the ground.
In fact, the flames all over Bailinan's body had been extinguished long ago, but the meridians and organs inside the body were still immersed in the burning pain.
He walked forward slowly, trying to transfer spiritual power into Bai Linan's body to help him delay the pain.
But the palm power that Su Li invisibly injected was too powerful, no matter how hard he devoted himself, it was of no avail.
Seeing this, Baili Hongfei knelt down on the ground, looked at Bailinan who had been burnt to pieces by the flames, and let out a miserable wail.
"Ancestor! Ancestor—"
"You must cheer up, you are the backbone of our Baili family!"
"Without you, without you...what will we do!"
As Baili Hongfei wailed, everyone in the Baili family standing behind them also knelt down on the ground, looking at their ancestors with worried and sad expressions.
The call came into his ears, Bai Linan gradually became conscious, and his eyes gradually became clear.
Resisting the burning sensation inside his body, he concentrated on holding his breath, gritted his teeth to activate the deteriorated spiritual power in his body, and suddenly slapped his dantian with a palm, forcing it to close.
He knew that if this spiritual energy continued to burn, the entire body would be burned to the point of decay and completely paralyzed from the inside.
With no choice, I can only temporarily close the Dantian in order to survive and preserve my life!
Bai Linan dragged his rickety and tired body slowly and threw himself at Bu Jingyue's feet.
"Young Master Bu, you have seen his strength - he, Su Li, doesn't look like a human being at all!"
"Now that I am completely seriously injured and my Dantian is closed, I am completely useless."
"As the young master of the Kunlun Sect, I know that you have great supernatural powers. Please save us and the Baili family."
When Baili Hongfei saw this, he immediately lay down at Bu Jingyue's feet on the other side and cried out loudly.
"Young Master Bu, you are the last straw for my Baili family!"
He lost two extremely powerful bodyguards at once, and he was already in great pain at this moment.
I hate Su Li extremely much!
Under repeated calls, Bu Jingyue was cruel and nodded heavily.
"That's it!"
"The Baili family has always been on good terms with the Kunlun sect. I also suffered heavy losses today. There is no way I can return to the Kunlun sect in such an embarrassing state."
There was a hint of abandonment in his voice, and Bu Jingyue took a few steps forward and stood on the opposite side of Su Li.
The remaining power from just now was still there. Looking at the ground that was burned bare by the flames, a chill ran down his spine. He suppressed the fear deep in his heart and said loudly.
"Since you are so arrogant, I don't have to reserve my strength."
"I swear as the young master of the Kunlun Sect, I will cut your five horses into pieces today and let your blood spill over Baili Mountain!"
After finishing his melodious words, Bu Jingyue took out a strange-shaped magic weapon from his arms. As soon as the object was taken out from his arms, it released a dazzling red light.
The treasure looks like a relatively thick rectangular sword hilt, but there is a hilt, but no shadow of the sword blade is seen.
"This is the Long Sword Spiritual Treasure!"
As soon as the word "Lingbao" came out, the eyes of all members of the Baili family lit up, and their eyes shone with hope. Hundreds of pairs of burning eyes looked at the treasure held high in Bu Jingyue's hand.
What is a Lingbao? Lingbao is as precious as a sword spirit. Although they are both rare things, they are very different.
Spiritual treasures are generally treasures made by a powerful and powerful person who gathered all his body's skills, exhausted his last essence and blood, and sacrificed them with all his strength before his death.
If the sword spirit is a treasure that can coexist with the inheritance forever once passed down, then the spirit treasure is a one-time magic weapon.
Lingbao is a container that stores powerful energy. The power it contains is not endless. As long as it is used once, a part of the energy will be consumed.
It can no longer be used until the oil is exhausted and the lamp dries up.
But because the energy contained in it is too powerful, the Lingbao can be regarded as the largest, strongest, and most powerful magic weapon among practitioners.
Under normal circumstances, people who own Lingbao will use it as a defensive weapon.
In addition to being able to use its energy multiple times, it can also withstand a full blow from a strong person above the fake elixir realm.
The spirit treasure will die on the host's behalf, sparing the host's life at the cost of the spirit treasure being shattered.
Once it is used as an offensive weapon and its power is fully unleashed, all energy and spiritual energy will be used up at once, and it will exert infinite power that can shake the world!
Of course, the fate that follows is to turn into powder.
"Speaking of the creator of this long sword and spiritual treasure, he was a sword master from a hundred years ago! Its power is unimaginable!"
"I have been looking for a sword for many years. Although I am not as lucky as you to be inherited by the Sword God, it is not in vain that I have traveled thousands of mountains to travel... This long sword spirit treasure is the most precious treasure I have obtained!"
"It's a pity to take out this precious thing to deal with you! But..."
Looking at Su Li standing opposite, a sinister smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and a flame called greedy desire burned deep in his eyes.
"After I use the long sword spirit treasure to eliminate you, both your sword god inheritance and your sword spirit-endowed sword will be in my bag."
"Thinking about it this way, I don't think I'm at a loss..."
The smile spread between the lines, revealing a sense of complacency.
With a slightly casual gaze falling on Su Li, Bu Jingyue slowly took a bow step and launched a fighting offensive.
The spiritual energy flows from the Dantian and slowly pours into the long sword Lingbao in his hand.
The hilt of the sword, which was originally glowing with red light, became even brighter now. At the same time, above the hilt, a blood-red lightsaber appeared out of thin air.
Red light and shadow permeated the surroundings, and against the backdrop of the deep night, it actually had a somewhat bloodthirsty color.
Bu Jingyue raised the lightsaber and licked it from the tip of the lightsaber down with the tip of his flexible tongue.
The tip of his tongue was scratched by the sharp sword blade. He sucked in the blood on the lightsaber and then gave Su Li a sinister smile.
"Have you ever seen such a sharp lightsaber?"
The onlookers had a panoramic view of Bu Jingyue's series of slightly crazy actions. Looking at his gloomy cheeks, many people felt their scalps go numb.
"I admit that you are very strong, but no matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to the lifelong efforts of the sword master from a hundred years ago."
Facing Su Li's direction, the long sword was suddenly thrown out, and a red light and shadow streaked across the night sky.
"Su Li."
"Be prepared to face the wrath of me, Bu Jingyue!"