Feng Luan turned around and looked at these people. His right hand had already clenched into a fist, and veins popped out on his huge fist! Just as Feng Luan was about to make a move, he was pulled back by Lei Li.
Because Lei Li had already figured out what kind of clothes these people were wearing!
The dark green battle coat of the Aojian Sect is exactly the one Huang Tianwei once wore.
Lei Li smiled evilly: "Big man, don't be angry, I'll do it!"
Lei Li took the wine and walked up to several disciples of the Aojian Sect, then held the wine bowl in both hands, "Brothers, I'm sorry, we really didn't mean to buy all the wine, haha, if you want to drink,
, then I’d better treat everyone to a drink!”
When these Aojian Sect disciples saw Lei Li being so understanding, they all had arrogant smiles on their faces, "This is right!"
"You know how to honor us, you are a good boy!"
"This guy is pretty good, he's very good at getting things done!"
The leader among them stretched out his hand to take the bowl in Lei Li's hand, but Lei Li took a step back with an evil smile and slowly poured the wine in his hand onto the ground, as if toasting the deceased.
Lei Li has too many evil eyes.
"Are you looking for death?" The leader was already angry.
"Haha, I'll toast you first, and I'll drink it when you go over there!"
"Brothers, come on!" After saying this, the leader had already unleashed his war spirit, and instantly reached the realm of war saint, but he was only in the second stage of war saint.
The remaining disciples have all reached the realm of War Saint, and the worst one has reached the eighth or ninth level of War King.
Lei Li suddenly understood why the Aojian Sect could be so arrogant. A few of his disciples had reached the level of War Saint. If they were their elders, that would be even more impressive!
Lei Li didn't dare to make excuses and said with a smile: "I don't want to fight with you here. It would be bad if I break the boss's table!"
After speaking, Lei Li walked easily to the street outside the winery. He stretched and was thinking about what to do next.
Feng Luan took off his broadsword from his lion-like beast and immediately stood beside Lei Li with the sword drawn horizontally!
They were fighting over a woman yesterday, but now they have become brothers on the same front. Yu Xin was holding a wine jar in her hand, sitting on the window sill, looking at Lei Li with a smile, and looking at the big man Feng Luan.
He doesn't look worried, and he has the unruly spirit of fearing that the world will not be in chaos!
Several disciples of the Aojian Sect were holding swords and standing in front of Lei Li and the others. All the disciples had armors with war spirits of various attributes appearing on their bodies, symbolizing that they had entered the realm of war saints.
And Lei Li looked at the embroidery on their chests and the small sword hanging, which reminded Lei Li of Qiu Moyao's disgusting appearance.
At this time, people on the street were slowly coming around and forming a circle. There was a good show to watch, how could they miss it. Looking at Feng Luan's strong appearance, they all longed for Feng Luan to explode once and take over.
These disciples of the Aojian Sect gave him a good beating. But for the relatively thin Lei Li, they were not optimistic!
Lei Li said to Feng Luan: "How many do you want??"
Feng Luan took a long breath: "Three!"
"Three, then the remaining five are mine? Are you not very interesting?"
"I can only fight three at most at the War Saint level!"
"Okay, it's up to you. I'll give you two. The other six are all mine, but you can't lose!" Lei Li said with such confidence that Feng Luan couldn't help being shocked. Then the fighting spirit arose.
The thunderous fighting spirit burst out, and the blue-purple battle clothes formed. The disciples of the Aojian Sect opposite showed a little surprise. After all, reaching the level of the King of War at the age of nineteen was already very powerful. Then when they
When they saw the green and purple armor on Lei Li's body appearing one after another, these people were all stunned!
"War Saint?"
"No way, this kid has also become a war saint!"
"Besides, the rank seems to be quite high!"
"It's at least fifth paragraph!"
"Taller than us!"
At this time, the guy in the lead shouted: "Stop making noise, you're just a kid, let's finish the speed game and drink!"
Then the remaining seven disciples agreed.
Lei Li had already transported the Mad Spirit Art to the sixth level at this time, and there was also a deep purple war spirit on his right hand.
After Lei Li finished all preparations, he shouted: "Do it!"
After saying that, Lei Li's right hand shot out a dark cloud palm shadow!
"Wind and Thunder Palm!"
All eight disciples have already rushed forward.
The wind and thunder palm launched with thunderous explosive force directly knocked away the disciple at the front.
The electric light contained in the wind and thunder palm instantly engulfed the disciple's body. When he flew up, there were still traces of electric light on his body.
"ah???"
And this cry of pain!
Then Lei Li did not stop, and directly slapped his second palm, and another disciple was sent flying. The onlookers all gave way to the flying disciple, and no one went to pick him up.
With a shout of help, he fell onto the stone road.
The third palm was faster, so fast that even the War Saint level disciples could not see it clearly. Another disciple flew up.
Lei Li always remembers in his heart that the first to strike is to gain strength, and the second to strike will suffer disaster.
Feng Luan watched Lei Li shoot away three opponents with his shot, his blood boiled in his body, and he became extremely excited. He raised the big knife in his hand and rushed forward.
The oncoming disciples also raised their swords to attack!
Feng Luan's body jumped up again. It seemed that Feng Luan's only attack method was this move. Taishan's overwhelming blow, but when it hit Lei Li, it was hit by the thunderous five thunders and the Tianjue Yi Lei.
It fell from the sky.
But today, this disciple of the Aojian Sect does not know this level of combat skills, so he can only watch Feng Luan's huge figure falling from the sky.
Helpless, he raised his knife to block.
"Dang!" There was a sound, first a collision, and then the sword of the disciple of the Aojian Sect shattered into pieces!
Feng Luan did not cut off the disciple's sword, but directly shattered the disciple's sword with his inhuman strength.
Moreover, Feng Luan could not hold back his momentum, and the sword in his hand slashed fiercely on the disciple's war spirit armor.
Suddenly he shouted loudly: "Feng Luan!"
Feng Luan suddenly stopped his hand in his murderous intention, but the sword still chopped open the disciple's armor. The blade struck his shoulder and penetrated three inches of his flesh!
Feng Luan was a bandit and was used to seeing flesh and blood, but Lei Li was still a student and was really uncomfortable with it for a while!
Blood splattered wantonly, and the disciple screamed loudly in pain.
Then the remaining four disciples, seeing that Feng Luan had already slashed his companion, all attacked Feng Luan.
Lei Li saw Feng Luan killing like this, and felt a little uncomfortable at the moment, but when he saw these people attacking Feng Luan.
Lei Li's mouth moved: "The fourth style of Wind and Thunder Palm!"
Using the Mad Spirit Art, he instantly lifted all the war spirits out of the abyss and concentrated them on his right hand. He thought to himself, success or failure depends on this!
Chapter 4, Lei Li was not sure, but at the critical moment, there was no room for hesitation. Then with the sound of thunder, Lei Li had already made this palm, and dozens of palm shadows suddenly attacked the remaining ones.
Four disciples.
Lei Li was already glad that this fourth palm finally turned into a group attack skill.
Dozens of dark cloud palm shadows, one size smaller, looked even more domineering and powerful. When the remaining four disciples were still a few feet away and their swords had been raised, a dozen palm shadows
Attacked fiercely!
They were completely unprepared and were blown away by thunder and lightning.
For each level, as long as it can reach a higher level, there will be a very obvious qualitative change relative to the strength of the fighting spirit. The first few levels may not be very obvious, but the later levels
, the more obvious it becomes. For example, the difference between the first and second levels of the War King has exceeded the war spirit strength of the two War Kings. Therefore, the fifth level strength of the Lei Li War Saint can deal with the second and third level of this group of War Saints.
It was a bit easy for me to be a disciple of the Aojian Sect.
Lei Li looked at the seven disciples who were shot away, as well as the disciple under Feng Luan's sword, and then said to Feng Luan: "Let's go, you can't stay here for a long time!"
Although Feng Luan looked stupid, he also understood at this time that this was not his territory, so it was better to leave early.
Feng Luan put away the big sword and put it on his shoulder. On the broad blade, blood was still flowing. At this time, he looked absolutely fierce. The three of them all rode on the lion beast, and then Feng Luan held it in his hands.
He took out a firework and shot it into the sky. A fireball with swaying white smoke jumped into the sky and exploded with a bang, forming a bird-shaped smoke!
Then Feng Luan said to Lei Li: "I have already informed my little brother, let's go!"
Lei Li nodded, and then said to Xiao Yuxin, "Let's go!"
All three people rode on the lion beasts, and then walked out of the city gate. The soldiers of the Dragon Emperor Legion looked at these three people and ignored them, because the Aojian Sect had already peeked at the power and position of the Dragon Emperor's royal family.
Therefore, the people of the Dragon King Legion naturally couldn't stand the existence of the Aojian Sect. They watched the three people leave with a little gloating in their hearts.
Lei Li, Yu Xin, and Feng Luan didn't stop, and they went straight into Canglong Mountain. Soon after, the carriage was also loaded with food and vegetables, and entered the secret pine forest.
When these beaten Aojian Sect disciples returned to their branch, it was already half an hour later, because the thunderous wind and thunder palm they were struck by had really serious side effects, that kind of paralysis
Even if they reached the level of war saint, it would take half an hour to relieve the feeling.
On the way back, Lei Li kept frowning. This matter could be big or small. An idea flashed in Lei Li's mind. He looked at the footprints left by the lion-like beasts, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Feng Luan said: "Let's not go back in a hurry!"
Feng Luan, who was riding on the lion beast and had secretly opened a jar of wine, asked stupidly: "Why??"
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