In Li Xuan's palm, three flames appeared. The flames jumped forward, and a tail of flame hit Boss Huo's eyes.
"Tsk..." The bloodline surged, and Boss Huo covered his eyes and fell down wailing. The pain made him roll on the ground.
His eye sockets became filled with black holes, and his eyeballs were directly melted! When Li Xuan's eyes turned to Boss Huo's three stunned men, the three guys dropped their weapons almost at the same time, and their legs weakened and fell to the ground.
, begging for mercy repeatedly.
"Have mercy! Master, have mercy. We are all under Huo Qida's intimidation!"
The three of them kowtowed as if they were pounding garlic.
"Anyone who messes with me will have to pay a price."
Li Xuanhan said with a face, "You can survive, but you must leave one hand. This is a lesson for you."
The three men looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the flames in Li Xuan's palms, and they quickly made a decision.
Three bloody left palms were left on the ground, as well as Boss Huo who fainted from pain. A storm ended in such a cruel and bloody way. Gu Qinglan felt that her heart was about to pop out of her chest.
"When did you break through Nascent Soul?"
Seeing Li Xuan looking over, Gu Qinglan asked with a trembling voice.
"You also misunderstood."
Li Xuan smiled and shook his head, "What I just used was not Samadhi True Fire."
"Isn't it the true fire of Samadhi?"
Gu Qinglan was stunned.
Li Xuan said: "It can be regarded as a means of controlling strange fire, which is somewhat similar to the Samadhi True Fire.
But my true cultivation level is actually still a long way from the Earthly Emerging Golden Lotus."
Gu Qinglan was stunned. Is Li Xuan so thin weaker than herself?
But Gu Qinglan didn't think she could defeat Boss Huo, but Boss Huo was lying on the ground wailing... He couldn't figure out who was stronger, so Gu Qinglan said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Li, you have caused a big disaster.
This Boss Huo is from Wei Yue, he will not give up."
"so what."
Li Xuan said disapprovingly, "Anyway, the person has been beaten, and it will be a matter of time for him to cause trouble later."
Looking at Li Xuan's indifferent smile, Gu Qinglan wanted to say something else, but suddenly her whole body was shaken and she felt that all the blood in her body was rushing to her head.
"You don't have to wait until later, I'm already here."
A cold voice came from behind.
Li Xuan remained motionless: "Is this Wei Yue coming?"
As the stairs creaked, a slender young man walked up. He was wearing a navy blue robe, with a flying sword in a shark skin sheath around his waist. When he came up the stairs, his eyes flashed and he was locked firmly.
Li Xuan stayed there and refused to let him go.
Wei Yue's gaze was like a sword, as if he wanted to pierce Li Xuan.
There was no anger on Wei Yue's face, but there was a sarcastic smile, and there was a sense of arrogance and domineering energy emanating from the inside out.
Li Xuan looked at Wei Yue calmly and calmly.
Wei Yue's face grew colder and he no longer looked at Li Xuan.
Instead, he walked straight to Boss Huo.
"What a fucking idiot!"
Wei Yue raised his foot and stamped it hard.
With a "bang" sound, he actually trampled Boss Huo's chest to pieces! "Ah!"
Although Gu Qinglan had a resolute temperament, she couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this brutal scene.
"Well done! Such idiots running rampant outside will only ruin your reputation."
Li Xuan said with a smile.
Wei Yue smiled coldly and said proudly: "It's my dog whether it's stupid or not. Before beating my dog, shouldn't I ask the owner's opinion?"
Li Xuan shrugged his shoulders: "Your master is not here and this dog is too crazy, so I will teach you a lesson.
It's just a small effort, no need to thank me."
After saying this, Wei Yue's face darkened, and Gu Qinglan also looked at Li Xuan in astonishment, wondering how he was so bold and dared to tease even Wei Yue.
Wei Yue smiled sinisterly and said with a twitching corner of his mouth: "It's true that a hero comes from a young age, but you are so arrogant at the Golden Core stage. If you break through to the Nascent Soul stage, wouldn't you be riding on my neck to shit?"
Feeling Wei Yue's murderous intent, Li Xuan chuckled and said, "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me.
As long as you don't provoke me, I won't shit on your head.
But if you provoke me...don't blame me for being rude then!"
Wei Yue shook his head gently: "What an arrogant person... People like you will never be allowed to grow up! Today, I will kill you!"
As he spoke, the flying sword on his waist popped out with a clang. Under the flash of sword light, the temperature in the building instantly dropped a lot.
Gu Qinglan's heart sank and she cried secretly.
No matter how powerful Li Xuan is, he has not yet reached the realm of Golden Lotus, and he has almost no chance of winning against Wei Yue, who is overwhelmed by the sky.
Li Xuan smiled and said: "Since you also want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
"court death!"
Wei Yue snorted coldly, and the flying sword in his hand made a "clang, clang" sound, left his palm, and shot out towards Li Xuan like lightning.
The flying sword broke through the air, and several blue ice picks appeared around the sword light, causing a shrill chill.
"Ice Light Sword Controlling Technique!"
Gu Qinglan exclaimed.
She has quite a few jade slips of martial arts in her Xiaoyu Tower, and she also has some knowledge of some of the martial arts in Black Cloud Valley.
This Ice Sword Controlling Technique is a swordsmanship particularly favored by the disciples of the Valley Lord's Mansion. It can condense spiritual power into a cone of cold ice, and its power is amazing! But Li Xuan didn't seem to know the power of the flying sword. He stepped forward without dodging or dodging.
Crash into flying swords and ice picks.
"It's over!"
Gu Qinglan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Crack! Crack!"
The crystal-clear ice picks hit Li Xuan's body one after another, making bursts of crisp sounds, and the icy mist that filled the air instantly condensed into a thin sheet of ice on the surface of his skin, engulfing him firmly.
If an ordinary person touches an ice pick, he will first be stabbed by the sharp tip, and then be frozen by the cold air. The cold air will penetrate deep into the meridians along the wound, and even Nascent Soul monks will find it unbearable.
"What a fool!"
Wei Yue also didn't expect that this battle would end so easily.
He originally planned to tease Li Xuan, but when he saw that Li Xuan was surrounded by ice mist, and the flying swords kept coming in, he was probably dead.
Just when Wei Yue was feeling disdainful, the scene suddenly changed! He only heard a whine in his ears, but it was coming from the flying sword.
"what happened?"
Wei Yue's heart trembled, and he quickly moved his fingers to recall the flying sword.
But no matter how he used the magic formula, Feijian didn't respond at all, as if he was completely cut off from contact.
Wei Yue was shocked. What happened in the ice mist?
Just when he was about to step forward to find out, a ray of light suddenly flashed in the ice mist, and his flying sword emerged crookedly from the mist.
Wei Yue was overjoyed and stepped forward to retract the flying sword, but he saw a palm suddenly stretched out from the mist. The palm glowed with a faint bronze color, and there was a faint black firelight on it.
The five fingers of the palm were spread out, and he grabbed the flying sword. The sharp blade seemed to be unable to cause any harm to the palm. The flying sword struggled in vain for a few times before being dragged back into the ice mist.
Wei Yue was horrified, but he opened his right hand without hesitation and activated the "Continuous Fire Bullets" technique.
With a slight flick of his five fingers, five fireballs floating on his fingertips shot into the ice mist.
With a "bang" sound, the ice mist was blown to pieces, and the entire Xiaoyu Building shook.
The fog dissipated, and Wei Yue's eyes suddenly became clear, but he was also shocked.
He saw Li Xuan standing on the spot unharmed, with the flying sword tightly clasped in his palm.