The current situation puts Lei Yun in a dilemma. He can clearly feel the gap between him and the middle-aged man. He also realizes that his ability appears so insignificant on a higher level interface.
Looking at the middle-aged man's almost greedy gaze, Lei Yun felt a sense of disgust rising from his bones. He quietly embedded a battle soul crystal on the top of the Nine-Turn Glazed Tower and said with a smile: "You want me to hand it over first?
Defeat me first."
"Good boy." The middle-aged man's face changed drastically and he said: "Want to die? Then I will help you!"
Lei Yun also waved his giant sword again, waiting seriously.
The middle-aged man formed a seal with his palms, and a majestic fighting spirit continued to flow out from the middle-aged man's palms. The fighting spirit was so powerful that it was hard to imagine.
Even Lei Yun's breathing became a little difficult.
"The sword splits the world!"
Lei Yun was one step ahead of the middle-aged man and called out the name of the combat technique. This technique, which had been practiced as a ninth-level warrior, seemed weak when facing the warriors of Liang Yitian.
Although its destructive power is no different from the last time it knocked away the soul-eating ant colony, now it has not caused any harm to the middle-aged man at all.
"Boy, you are not a ninth-level warrior!" The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened, he felt it carefully, and sneered: "It turns out that you have crossed the threshold of a ninth-level warrior and stepped into the first-line warrior.
It’s a pity that he’s so talented, he’s so talented.”
"What a pity?" Lei Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a disdainful smile: "If you want to take action, do it quickly. Stop chattering and talking a lot of nonsense."
When the middle-aged man heard the words, he stopped talking.
Then, the middle-aged man quickly pushed out his palms, and an overwhelming fighting spirit suddenly surged towards the thunder cloud.
Lei Yun took two steady breaths, opened his palm, swung his sword forward, and then shouted: "Nine Heavens Destroying Divine Sword."
The Nine Heavens Destroying God Sword is the second skill that can be practiced in the Nine Heavens Destroying Gods Art. It requires one to be in the realm of Liangyi Heaven and First Heaven, but Lei Yun can't care about so much now and can only use it forcefully.
Countless sword shadows hit the overwhelming fighting spirit, and actually broke open a hole. Even a middle-aged man was shocked when he saw this scene.
Then, the middle-aged man quickly changed positions.
Those sword shadows were chasing the middle-aged man, and in the process of chasing, they kept merging and re-merging, forming a huge sword shadow.
It is also hard and exudes extremely strong sword energy.
The middle-aged man knew that he couldn't go on like this, so he turned around quickly and shouted: "Block!"
The huge hardness seemed to hit something invisible. After making a "bang" sound, it disappeared. It was very strange.
"Boy, hand over your skills quickly and I will spare your life!" the middle-aged man said in a fierce tone.
Lei Yun could not speak. The fighting spirit in his body was so chaotic that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as overwhelming.
Just as Lei Yun was about to speak, his throat felt sweet and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
"It was the same last time, and it's the same this time. If you forcefully use high-level combat skills, it will have a serious impact on your body." Li Zimu said, "Even if you can't see it now, it will be reflected in a few decades.
"
"No wonder I said that combat technique is so powerful and powerful. It turns out that you used it beyond the level." The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said: "If you don't hand over the life-and-death thing, I will no longer show mercy.
.”
The middle-aged man seemed to have discovered something, and his originally uneasy expression completely calmed down. He stared at Leiyun, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Leiyun.
"Boy, this is a new set of teleportation skills, which are hundreds of times stronger than ten steps and one dodge." Li Zimu suddenly said: "You go and think about it, while I will control your body."
As of now, this is the only way to do it.
"This set of combat skills is not available in the Nine Turns Glazed Pagoda. Boy, although you are not my disciple, but..." Li Zimu sighed and said: "I still leave it to you. I can't leave it to you except you."
other people."
The name of the skill that Lei Yun saw in his mind was called "Thousand Miles of Escape", which was a very interesting name of the skill. After reading a few words, Lei Yun suddenly fell into deep thought.
At the same time, he felt that the chaotic fighting energy in his body was stabilizing at an extremely fast speed, and he knew without guessing that it was Li Zimu who was regulating his body.
At that moment, the middle-aged man felt a little confused. The thunder cloud at this time seemed not to be a thunder cloud, but another person...
At this time, several disciples of Qi Tianmen flew over with a few old men with gray beards.
"Master!"
"See the door master!"
The elders and disciples all said one after another, and then all their eyes turned to Lei Yun, their eyes full of doubts and surprises. Although there was still blood on the corner of Lei Yun's mouth, everyone present felt that Lei Yun was fine at all, and his body
The fighting spirit inside is circulating in an orderly manner.
strangeness!
Absolutely weird!
There is blood on the corner of his mouth, which proves that he was injured or used combat skills forcefully and his body could not bear it. But now, what is going on?
"Master, can we join the battle?" an elder asked the middle-aged man.
"What do you think?" The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "This kid is my prey. No one is allowed to attack him, otherwise he will be dealt with according to the rules of the house!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
The middle-aged man laughed twice, took a step forward, and asked, "Boy, do you want to pay me back? If you don't, you will never have a chance to do it again."
At the same time, Lei Yun still held the red-blooded spiritual fire in his left hand.
This flame attracted the attention of almost everyone present.
Spiritual fire!
"Sect Master, this, this..." an elder said excitedly: "Is this the red-blooded spiritual fire? But why is it in the hands of this kid?"
"He took it away. Now I just want to ask him to hand it over. After all, once the spiritual fire is damaged in the slightest, it will disappear." The middle-aged man said dullly, which was also the fundamental reason why he did not dare to make a fatal move.
It would be fun if the guy in front of me had a character and died.
"Your Excellency, what do you mean by robbing our Qi Tian Sect of the things that have been reserved?!" the elder who had spoken earlier asked Lei Yun coldly.
Lei Yun didn't answer, just watched everything quietly.
Oh, no, it should be Li Zimu.
Now that Lei Yun has hidden in his body to practice, Li Zimu is in control of everything at this moment.
"Boy, it seems that you don't want to pay me any more. That's such a pity." The middle-aged man shook his head, quickly flashed towards Lei Yun, and slapped the Tianling Gai on Lei Yun's body with one palm.
The moment Li Zimu waved his hand to the middle-aged man, there was still no movement.
Just when the middle-aged man's hand was about to approach his, he grabbed one of the middle-aged man's wrists as fast as lightning, and then held it hard. In an instant, he concentrated his fighting energy on grabbing the middle-aged man's wrist.
On the way, he forcibly removed one of the middle-aged man's hands. This process only took a few seconds.
"The fighting spirit condensed instantly!" The middle-aged man shouted with pain and horror on his face: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
His voice was still a little trembling.
"What? Sect Master, the fighting spirit was instantly condensed?" Both the elders and disciples looked at the middle-aged man with doubts, and when they saw one of the middle-aged man's palms falling to the ground, they couldn't help but feel their cheeks.
He twitched twice, how could such a powerful sect leader...
"This is a combat skill that can only be used by Wu Ju Tian's strong men!" The middle-aged man shook his head crazily: "It is impossible for such a young Wu Ju Tian strong man to exist! Absolutely impossible!"
Then, he took two calm breaths, but the pain made his face look weird.
"No matter how talented you are, it's impossible to be like this!" The middle-aged man's eyes tightened and he said: "Boy, who are you? If you don't tell me, I will make the goalkeeper hunt you down with all my strength!"
Li Zimu sneered twice, showing a disdainful expression, but said nothing. His right hand was clenched into a fist, and a dazzling light emitted from the gap.
No matter what, we cannot let this middle-aged man leave, otherwise Lei Yun will be in danger!
Li Zimu thinks so. In his opinion, it would be too much of a gentleman for a middle-aged man to not come back to seek revenge from Lei Yun after being hurt so much.
Obviously, the middle-aged man in front of him cannot be such a gentleman.
"Want to know?" Li Zimu said teasingly: "Ask King Yama!"
Li Zimu punched out the right hand hidden behind his back. This sudden scene made the middle-aged man and even everyone present unable to react.
But even so, the middle-aged man quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest. Li Zimu's punch hit the middle-aged man's arms. Everyone could only hear a strange sound of "Kra", and then only
It shows a middle-aged man flying backwards, vomiting blood.
"This..." Several elders and disciples looked at each other.
The sect leader who thought he would win was actually defeated so completely!
"We will take the sect master and leave first. You guys will resist first." An elder spoke. The expressions of several disciples changed drastically and they said: "Elder, you can't leave us to die!"
"Elder, we have also done our best for Qi Tianmen. Doesn't it make people feel sad if you do this?"
"Elder..."
Several elders had already disappeared with the middle-aged man in their arms, and the remaining disciples quickly fled away when they looked at Lei Yun, who looked calm.
"Boy, you can come out now. I can't control your body for a long time." After Li Zimu finished speaking, he returned to the depths of his mind.
Lei Yun also successfully learned to "escape thousands of miles" at that moment.
Suddenly, the red blood spiritual fire on his left hand suddenly melted into Lei Yun's body. It didn't matter if it didn't merge. Once it merged, Lei Yun felt extremely uncomfortable, like tens of thousands of ants running rampant in his body.
Obviously there was no big difference when the Qianliu Earth Fire was fused before.
"ah!"
Lei Yun got into the training pavilion on the first floor of the Nine-Turn Glazed Pagoda, and kept running his fighting energy inside, but the uncomfortable swelling feeling continued to expand.
"Boy, don't be anxious, try to calm down, and then use your fighting spirit to direct the two spiritual fires and try not to let them fight."