The person who defeated Su Menglong easily was a mysterious man wearing a white gown and a bronze mask on his face.
This man is thin and has long flowing hair, hanging alone in the sky, like a lonely and powerful man who is uniquely independent. Just one look at him makes people unconsciously feel awe.
"Lao Su!"
Seeing that his old friend was defeated, Ye Mingxing's face showed a look of shock for the first time. He stared closely at the masked man in front of him and vibrated the long sword in his hand, "Purple Sun Divine Sword!"
His figure flickered and disappeared instantly.
A white light flashed in the sky, and when it reappeared, Ye Mingxing was already behind the masked man.
However, the terrifying spiritual skill that once killed three puppet spirit masters with one move seemed to have malfunctioned.
The masked man was still standing proudly, seemingly not even moving, but for some unknown reason, the long sword in Ye Mingxing's hand actually stabbed his lower abdomen.
"puff!"
His face was pale, with a long trail of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. His body swayed in the air, and then fell down weakly. He fell to the ground with a "plop", only trembling slightly, but could no longer get up.
Two legendary strong men who escaped from the Valley of Ten Thousand Ends were unable to survive even a single move at the hands of the mysterious bronze masked man!
Is there such a master in the world?
Seeing the masked man looking in the direction where he was, Venerable Xi's face turned pale. Before the fight, he was already timid.
In the past three years, he had competed with Su Menglong several times, and he knew that the strength of this legendary master was far beyond imagination. If there was a life-and-death fight, his chances of surviving would definitely be less than 10%.
Even Su Menglong and Ye Mingxing were defeated in one move. Of course, he would not be naive enough to think that he could turn the tide and protect Li Yiru's safety on his own.
Inform Miss Nangong and the others!
Venerable Xi was experienced and did not panic when encountering difficulties. He reached into his arms decisively and took out a signal gun.
However, before he could reach out and pull out the cap of the gun, a white shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes.
The masked man in the distance appeared in front of Lord Xi at an unimaginable speed, waved his palm like lightning, and stamped heavily on his chest.
"puff!"
Venerable Xi felt a sharp pain in his chest, a bloody arrow shot out of his mouth, and flew backwards involuntarily, even piercing the outer wall of a house behind him.
However, the signal blunderbuss he originally held had somehow fallen into the hands of the masked man.
"Come out."
The masked man clasped his hands together and slowly released them. The metal signal musket was crushed into powder and scattered on the ground. He stared at the magnificent carriage carriage and said slowly, "Still,
Do you want me to come in and invite you?"
He didn't take action, but for some unknown reason, the guard driving the carriage suddenly fell to the ground, trembling all over, his limbs twitching, and soon he rolled his eyes.
"Who are you?"
The curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing a beautiful face that was both beautiful and fragrant, but also carried the majesty of an emperor. "Why do you do such a treasonous thing?"
"Come with me, Your Majesty the Emperor."
However, the masked man had no intention of explaining, and only threatened coldly, "If you don't want to die."
Trouble!
Li Yiru frowned slightly, realizing that she might not be able to pass this level.
In order to attend the evening ceremony and travel in a low-key manner, it was naturally impossible for her to carry the guqin with her, and she lost the weapon she was handy with. The empress's own combat effectiveness was not impressive, and she was far inferior to Su Menglong.
"I am the Emperor of Daqian, and I represent the dignity of the empire."
However, she did not surrender obediently. Instead, she looked directly at the slightly rusty copper-green mask in front of her and said word by word, "Even if I die, I will not leave with you."
"Dignity? Ridiculous!"
As if he heard some funny remarks, the masked man sneered and said, "In front of a being far more powerful than you, what qualifications does a mere weakling have to talk about dignity? Whether you are taken away by me or die here, it is not what you can do It’s a matter of decision!”
An indescribable powerful aura emanated from him and enveloped Li Yiru instantly.
The empress, who possesses the cultivation level of a Taoist Spirit Master, felt her whole body stiffen, her limbs suddenly became weak, and she couldn't even lift a finger.
"who are you?"
Li Yiru's bright eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he couldn't help blurting out, "Where does it come from?"
"You don't need to know!"
The masked man's answer was still cold. He raised his right arm and grabbed it hard in the direction of Li Yiru.
Seeing that the empress was about to fall into the hands of this man, a sword energy suddenly flew from the sky, extremely sharp and sharp, and struck hard at the masked man's right arm.
"Huh?"
A strange color flashed in the masked man's eyes, he let out a soft cry, took two steps back, and effortlessly dodged the attack of the sword energy.
Before he could take action again, another sword energy rushed towards him, and its power increased instead of decreasing, heading straight for his chest.
The third way, the fourth way...
Under the continuous attack of sword energy, the bronze man was forced to retreat continuously, getting further and further away from Li Yiru.
"Rat, show yourself!"
After taking a few more steps back, he finally felt impatient and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction where the sword energy was coming, and shouted sharply.
As soon as he finished speaking, a graceful red figure appeared in the sky.
She has bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin is as white as snow. The red dress sticks tightly to her body, making her delicate body even more exquisite. Her long legs under the white skirt are smooth and round, making people unable to move away from them at first sight. Open your eyes.
She turned out to be a handsome and charming young beauty.
is her!
Recognizing that the woman in red was Liu Qiqi, the female swordsman from Piaohua Palace, Li Yiru couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that this crisis would probably be successfully overcome.
"Such a young saint?"
Seeing Liu Qiqi's face clearly, a look of surprise flashed in the masked man's eyes, "Could he be from Piaohua Palace?"
"Piaohua Palace, Liu Qiqi."
Liu Qiqi opened her lips lightly and spoke concisely. Then she raised her sword high and slashed at the masked man.
At this moment, countless invisible sword energy flowed and danced in the air, and the entire world turned into an extremely dangerous and boundless sword field.
The girl stood in the air, as if she had transformed into a sharp sword, ready to rise into the sky and pierce the sky at any moment.
A bolt of shocking sword intent burst out from the Immortal Slayer Sword, appearing in front of the masked man as if teleporting, vowing to cut him in two with unrivaled power.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Facing the fierce blow from the strongest swordsman in the world, the masked man did not seem to panic. Instead, he calmly praised, "It's a pity that it missed!"
With the word "miss" coming out, Liu Qiqi's terrifying sword energy actually jumped over the target and appeared directly behind the masked man. Then he went forward bravely and cut a house behind him in half.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the house could no longer support itself and collapsed to the left and right, with bricks and stones shattered on the ground.
The masked man was still standing where he was, showing no signs of injury.
"Ten Thousand Swords!"
After missing one hit, Liu Qiqi was not discouraged. She softly uttered two words in her mouth and pointed her sword forward.
Countless golden spiritual swords instantly appeared in the sky behind her, and then they shot towards the masked man's location like a volley of thousands of arrows.
"What a heavy fog!"
At this time, the masked man said something incomprehensible.
Where did the fog come from on this sunny day?
Li Yiru looked confused. He felt that the sun was shining brightly around him, his vision was clear, and there was no sign of fogging at all.
However, just as the words masked man came out, the world was instantly shrouded in mist, and the surrounding area was completely white, making it impossible to see anything.
What kind of trick is this?
Can it be performed just by talking?
Why do you feel it is similar to Master's Yan Ling Zhen Sutra?
Liu Qiqi was startled. She felt that her vision was hazy and she could no longer see the figure of the other party. Even her consciousness was greatly weakened and she could not sense the movement around her.
"The qualifications are good, but the experience is lacking."
While she was thinking about countermeasures, the cold voice of the masked man suddenly came from behind, followed by a fist surrounded by aura.
"puff!"
Following a soft sound, Liu Qiqi was unable to react in time and was instantly pierced by the punch.
"you you……"
A hint of disbelief flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she couldn't believe that she could be defeated so easily with her own strength.
Then, Liu Qiqi tilted her head, her limbs hung down limply, and there was no longer any breathing between her mouth and nose. Her delicate body hung on the masked man's arm, and her attractive long legs swayed slightly.
Seeming helpless and desolate.
The majestic swordsman fell like this.
"Piaohua Palace has such a great reputation."
The masked man succeeded with one blow, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he said with a sneer, "So it's just that."
However, before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened with incredible light.
I saw the beautiful woman in red hanging on my arm gradually faded away and soon disappeared without a trace, as if she had never existed.