Zhang Cheng was the closest and couldn't bear the sudden momentum. His face turned pale and he hurriedly took more than ten steps back.
But instead of being angry, he actually had a bit of a sneer on his gloomy face.
When he thought of the last time Li Yu left, when Li Yu didn't leave him any dignity and unceremoniously took away the most valuable flying sword and storage bag, Zhang Cheng felt secretly angry.
"Master Li Zhu is here, little bastard, I want to see how you end up today!"
At this moment, suddenly, a calm voice sounded in everyone's ears:
"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. As soon as you come here, you want to oppress me with your breath. Are you trying to give me a disgrace?"
The voice is not loud, but the words are clear.
Li Zhu stopped and suddenly looked up, and saw that the courtyard door had opened unexpectedly.
A young Taoist priest in purple robe slowly walked out with a smile on his face.
The Taoist has a delicate face, soft contours, fair and delicate skin, like mutton fat and white jade, and his breath is clean and pure, making you feel like you are taking a breath of spring breeze.
However, at this moment, the Taoist's eyes, which were clear in black and white and as clear as mountain springs, revealed a hint of coldness.
No matter who was present, as soon as they were swept by the young Taoist's eyes, they would immediately feel chills all over their body, and a feeling of impending disaster would hit their hearts.
"innate......"
Li Zhu narrowed his eyes, and the casualness and looseness on his face gradually disappeared, becoming more cautious and...surprised.
"impossible!"
Zhang Cheng's eyes widened even more, and he looked at Li Yu with disbelief on his face, and he exclaimed in surprise.
The last time I met Li Yu, Li Yucai was just an acquired Qi practitioner, and his cultivation was inferior to him.
But how long has it been now?
Four months at most?
Li Yu has actually been promoted to innate fetal breath!
This kind of promotion speed is too exaggerated!
Zhang Cheng even doubted whether he had recognized the wrong person.
He didn't want to believe it, thinking that Li Yu had used some magic or magic weapon to create an illusion, so he tried to sense it over and over again.
However, the conclusion he reached made his heart gradually fall to the bottom.
The purple-robed Taoist in front of him was indeed the Li Yu he knew. It was true!
What the hell?!
Many players looked baffled.
Is this guy from the UC shock department?
Even though Taoist Qingyu is very impressive, is it necessary for the two of you to react so exaggeratedly?
Li Yu didn't even look at him, and looked at Li Zhu: "Aren't you going to say something?"
Li Zhu gradually regained his composure.
Although he didn't understand when the other party became an innate monk, he was unafraid.
"This is the great demon-suppressing seal of Shengyang Mansion, Li Zhu."
He was not in a hurry to do anything. He introduced himself with his hand and his eyes were strange: "Fellow Taoist is young and can have such cultivation. He must not be an unknown person. I don't know where my friend's master came from and where is the fairy mountain?"
Although he has an extreme and paranoid personality and acts harshly, this does not mean that he is reckless, otherwise he would not have cultivated to this level at such a young age.
The aura on the other party's body was pure and full of vitality, without the slightest aura of old age, let alone any gloomy aura.
Obviously it's not some old monster in disguise, or a demon born from his dead body, but a serious young monk!
In this case, the other party must have some background.
Ordinary small sects cannot cultivate such true seeds, so he was curious about which family Li Yu was a disciple.
Moreover, a monk in the Xiantian Breath Realm, not to mention a mere Qingshui Town, even in the entire Shengyang Mansion, is still an immortal expert worthy of attention.
Now that the other party has committed himself to a small place like Qingshui Town, he is the first to not believe it if there is nothing fishy here.
Li Yu returned the gift with a smile: "I call myself Taoist Qingyu. As for the disciples, hehe, I'm sorry I can't tell Taoist Li yet."
Although he is a disciple of the Tianhe Sect, such ancient sects are often mysterious. Who knows if there may be a lot of enemies hiding in a corner.
Don't show off and attract the enemy of the sect. If someone kills you casually, then it will be my fault.
Seeing that Li Yu was unwilling to say more, Li Zhu was not surprised and nodded lightly: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Qingyu."
He smiled and said: "Actually, I came today because I wanted to teach the non-traditional cultivator who insulted me the Demon Suppression Division, but after seeing Taoist Fellow Qingyu with my own eyes today, I gave up my plan."
If Li Yu is still the same Li Yu, then whether he wants to kill or behead, it is all a matter of his fingers.
But now that Li Yu has become a kindred spirit with his innate fetal breath, his previous plan obviously failed.
With a touch of his palm, a handle was two feet long. The handle was bronze and the blade was brilliant. It was like a golden sword made of gold falling into his hand, and the blade was filled with cold light.
"Since fellow Taoist is unwilling to tell his origin, let the golden sword in my hand ask."
Li Zhu gently stroked the blade with his fingers, his movements gentle and careful, as if he was touching some rare treasure.
His smile was as warm as the spring breeze and the warm sun. However, Zhang Cheng seemed to have seen a ghost, running around in a panic and quickly hiding away.
Zhang Cheng felt a chill in his heart.
His boss was a little different from ordinary people. The warmer he smiled, the more cruel and merciless he became when he started to attack.
Once he is involved, even if he is one of his own, he will not end well.
Li Yu understood what Li Zhu meant.
A person's appearance, aura, and bloodline can all be hidden, but once he uses his hands, his skills, Taoist books, and magical powers cannot be hidden.
If you ask him how to use a golden sword, it is natural to weigh his ability against each other!
"please!"
Li Yu stretched out his hand and launched an attack brazenly as he spoke.
A hidden blur of sword light had touched Li Zhu's back at some point, and shot towards the back of his heart, sinister and vicious.
"This move by fellow Taoist is quite to my liking! As long as we are able to win, we should do whatever we can to win!"
Seeing that Li Yu did not follow martial ethics, Li Zhu smiled instead of being angry. He displayed his golden sword and let out a sword light.
Then one sword after another became entangled.
Dang! Dang, Dang, Dang!
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword are as loud as thunder.
The two shadows are fierce and domineering, with powerful sword power and murderous intent.
The other sword light was pure, dexterous and agile, containing a trace of incredible spirituality and sharpness. It was like a living creature, blocking all the golden sword's offensive and launching a counterattack at the same time.
But when the golden sword saw that the situation was not good, the sword's power changed. It lost its overbearing power and became more agile and swift. There were many more changes in its moves.
Each of these swords is the best of all magical weapons. In the hands of geniuses like Li Yu and Li Zhu who have superb sword skills and excellent sword skills, they can display unparalleled power!
The pedestrians and players on the street had already retreated a long distance away, but the sound of gold and iron produced by the collision between the two still gave them splitting headaches and painful eardrums.
Even though they were far apart, there were traces of sharp energy coming from afar, causing their skin to hurt.
The houses on both sides of the street were shaking and dust was falling.