The distance between the two people was only two feet, and Li Yiru suddenly launched a sneak attack. It is said that even a master-level strongman would not be able to escape if he was caught off guard, let alone an old manager who blocked his face, causing his sight to be blocked.
.
But this attack failed.
"Remember like a girl."
Mr. Hao leaned his upper body back at an extremely weak angle and let the energy pass by his throat. His voice was gentle and soft, without any hint of anger, "What are you doing?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Li Yiru's eyes. He bit his lip lightly and stretched out all ten fingers of his hands. Attacks with various attributes, such as fireballs, ice arrows, electric light wind blades, etc. were like strong winds and showers, hitting him head and face. Above the palace
For a time, the light and shadow were gorgeous, lively, dazzling, and dizzying.
"What a wealth of offensive methods."
Mr. Hao exclaimed in admiration, his figure swaying left and right in the colorful dense light and shadow, strolling leisurely, but he didn't get hit, "One person can contain so many completely different energies, it's really amazing
Eye-opener."
After bombarding him like this for a long time, without even touching the opponent's hair, Li Yiru finally stopped, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed deeply.
"Aren't you going to fight?"
Mr. Hao stopped and looked at him with a half-smile.
"Master Hao's strength is far superior to mine."
Li Yiru was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied calmly, "If you continue to fight, I won't have the slightest chance. You can kill or scrape, please do it yourself."
"Why do I want to kill you?" Mr. Hao asked.
"Just now I..."
"Although I am old, I am not confused."
Mr. Hao chuckled and said, "You can still tell whether you have murderous intentions or not."
Li Yiru's delicate body trembled, and she froze in place for a long time without saying a word.
"Miss Yiru has a kind heart and doesn't want to kill an old man like me."
Mr. Hao then added, "This is what makes you likeable, but it is also your fatal weakness. You know, if you do anything without determination, it will be difficult to get the results you want."
Decisive?
Li Yiru's heart moved and he was thoughtful.
"Remember like a girl."
Mr. Hao changed the topic and said pleasantly, "Can I ask why you took action against me?"
"They are my friends."
Li Yiru looked uncertain, and after a long while he pointed at Lin Zhiyun and Lin Xiaodie who were fighting with Kunwu Sword Palace.
"In that case."
Mr. Hao suddenly realized, "Girl, why don't you come forward and recognize each other? As long as you speak clearly, you may not be able to turn the conflict into friendship."
"it's useless."
Li Yiru shook his head and said, "I heard from Wang Twelve that Qiqi has fallen here. This is a blood feud that will never end. He will not let it go."
"she?"
Mr. Hao's eyes scanned the sky.
He subconsciously thought that Li Yiru was talking about one of Lin Zhiyun or Lin Xiaodie.
"The Master of Swords can deal with it with all his strength."
Li Yiru's expression was quite complicated, and she slowly said, "Besides him, who else is there?"
Mr. Hao fell silent immediately, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
In the Sword Palace, Yuchi Chungou was still waving his sword, slashing out one after another of spiritual sword intent in the air, and he didn't know who his opponent was.
His expression was solemn as never before, and his bright eyes were filled with excitement and joy.
Mr. Hao has not seen Yuchi Chungou with such concentration for many years.
To be precise, since Cong Yicheng came down from the mountain, Yuchi Chungou has never been so serious and focused as at this moment.
At this moment, Mr. Hao couldn't help but become very interested in the "him" in Li Yiru's mouth.
"Miss Yiru, Yuchi treats you well."
After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said, "If only one of these two people can survive, who do you want it to be?"
Not thin?
How does he treat me well?
Is this still a choice?
Li Yiru couldn't help but rolled her eyes and complained secretly in her heart.
A smiling and pretty face appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart and her cheeks felt slightly hot.
I see!
This is going to be difficult to do now.
As he glanced at the girl's red face with his peripheral vision, Mr. Hao suddenly felt relieved. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling melancholy.
"Remember like a girl."
After struggling for a long time, he suddenly turned his head and looked directly into Li Yiru's eyes, saying word by word, "If I say, that girl Qiqi didn't..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, his pupils dilated, his mouth opened wide, and his expression was extremely wonderful, as if he had seen something incredible.
A sword spirit!
The sword light was like a meteor from the sky. It was as thin as a hair at first, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a bright galaxy, crossing the sky. The terrifying momentum seemed to split the heaven and earth and chop everything into pieces.
When approaching the sword palace, the sword light suddenly flickered, sometimes red like fire, sometimes blue like the sky, sometimes green like grass.
, sometimes as white as snow, and the sword energy emitted is also ever-changing and elusive.
All the gorgeous words in the world cannot describe the grace of this sword.
Mr. Hao stared hard at the sword light, which was like a stranger from outside. His heart was filled with panic. He could not imagine that other than Yuchi Chun Gou, there was anyone in the world who could slash such a heaven-defying sword.
The sword light arrived in a moment, passing smoothly past the magnificent palace of Kunwu Sword Palace, and then continued to move forward, heading straight into the distance.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the Sword Palace was immediately divided into two parts from top to bottom. The roof of the palace slid down obliquely from the body of the palace, and countless weapons collected by Yuchi Chungou fell together with it. When they collided with the ground, a deafening explosion erupted.
The sound of loud noise.
This sword light actually broke through the blockade of the Lord of Swords, and directly split the Holy Land of Swords, which the world's sword cultivators yearned for, into two halves.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The sound of shaking sounds from time to time in the distance indicates that buildings, mountains, and trees have been attacked by the sword energy and are falling in pieces. The entire Kunwu Sword Palace is in a mess.
dilapidated.
At the break of the palace, Yuchi Chungou's white figure suddenly jumped up, looking up at the sky, standing with his sword in hand.
"Netherworld!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, he raised the sword diagonally upwards, and faintly uttered two words in his mouth.
A dim sword energy cut through the void silently, went straight up into the sky, and slashed at the enemy he had never met before.
He actually even used Minghuan!
Mr. Hao's pupils shrank sharply and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He almost thought there was something wrong with his eyes.
Fantasy!
One of the ultimate killing moves of the Lord of Swords. After mastering it, he has only used it once in his life.
That time, Mr. Hao happened to be present.
It was also that time when Yuchi Chungou held this dull sword and cut off his master's head with his own hands.
Only after killing the master can the disciple become a master.
This is the rule of Kunwu Sword Sect!
…
The top players Zhong Wen has fought against are as numerous as the crucian carp crossing the river.
But the most frustrating thing is undoubtedly this battle.
Before even seeing the opponent's face, he was inexplicably struck by more than twenty swords.
Every sword energy was colorless and elusive, making him unable to dodge even if he wanted to.
A sword!
A sword!
Another sword!
Ever since
, he was like a ball, being kicked hard by an invisible foot. With the sound of "chichi", the whole person jumped higher and higher, flew farther and farther, and the blood could not help but spurt out, like raindrops.
Spread across the world.
In just ten breaths, he was about to step into the palace gate with one foot, but he was violently slashed thousands of miles away by the invisible sword energy. The location of the sword palace could no longer be seen as far as his eyes could see.
Every sword energy is extremely sharp and can easily kill any powerful person in the Chaos Realm in the world. His powerful and invincible body is actually difficult to resist.
If he hadn't shared his life with Yin Ning'er and the Divine Tree, Zhong Wen would have farted dozens of times.
What a master of swords!
Do you really think I am easy to bully?
Don't you like playing with swords?
Okay, I will play with you!
After rolling continuously in the air for a long time, Zhong Wen was dizzy from being slashed. He bared his teeth and felt that he had never felt so aggrieved since he entered the world of cultivation. His already anxious heart became even more furious, and suddenly his body stagnated.
Force yourself to stay high in the sky.
"puff!"
A gap was suddenly opened in his lower abdomen, and blood spurted out, splattering into the distance.
Zhong Wen clenched his teeth and swayed slightly, but he didn't let himself retreat far.
"Buzz!"
Almost at the same time, he shook his right arm, and the Tianque Sword in his hand glowed brightly, and he swung it forward fiercely.
An extremely bright and dazzling sword light cut through the void and shot towards the direction of Kunwu Sword Palace.
The grace of this sword is comparable to the falling stars from the sky, so dazzling, so pure, and so indomitable.
In front of this sword light, nothing can be called an obstacle.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
In the distance beyond the reach of the eyes, the terrifying power shook the heaven and earth, and the gorgeous sword light enveloped all directions.
This is the consequences of offending me!
Zhong Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a flash of amusement in his eyes, knowing that under his sword, Kunwu Sword Palace must have suffered unimaginable damage.
However, before he could get hold of it for long, a dim sword energy suddenly came from the sky, silent but as fast as lightning, and it arrived in the blink of an eye.
Again?
Zhong Wen's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously swung his sword to attack.
The moment it collided with the Tian Que Sword, the dim sword energy suddenly broke and disintegrated, turning into extremely tiny black spots that instantly filled the air.
Suddenly, the scene in front of Zhong Wen's eyes changed, becoming foggy and gloomy, surrounded by wails and ghosts, making it feel like he was in hell.