A figure appeared quickly and disappeared quickly, taking away a seriously wounded and dying casualty.
Li Daoyi looked at the seriously injured Shi Zheng with a look of distress on his face. The moment he was taken away, he absorbed the life force of all things around him and poured it into his body.
Use magical means to reshape his wasted arm.
When I returned to the cowherd, I still felt distressed.
"Why does his body have such a breath?" the cowherd said casually.
Li Daoyi said proudly: "He was born and raised in the hell world, and his physique is naturally different from others. It can inherit my mantle perfectly. My cultivation will not be left behind. I
I have been searching for the descendant for tens of thousands of years, and finally I found it."
The cowherd looked at him disdainfully and said:
"So you are meddling in these things? You are naive, do you think you will die?"
Li Daoyi thought for a while and said:
"I always feel that the new world is too dangerous. I have to be prepared. I have studied hard for a lifetime. I don't want to have no successors. Xiao Xiaoliu is just a sect. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. There will naturally be other sects.
Instead, the Lord wants us to keep this pure land so that it will not be extinct."
The cowherd said nothing.
Shi Zheng woke up.
Opening his eyes, he felt the surging vitality in his body.
The broken arm is reborn, and all injuries are healing quickly.
"Master...senior!"
He guessed that the two of them might not have left, but he didn't expect that Li Daoyi rescued him and cured him.
"Shi Zheng, um... don't go to Luo Tianzhao. You are not his opponent for the time being. You can go and beat others." Li Daoyi couldn't help but remind him.
"But, he wants to kill the sect leader..." Shi Zheng said hurriedly, with a worried look on his face. He was about to go back, but was held down by the cowherd. He was puzzled and said: "Senior..."
The cowherd said casually: "You are seriously injured and dying, and you can no longer participate in the battle."
"I have recovered, I am in very good condition now, I can..."
"You can't!" The cowherd's eyes narrowed slightly and he pressed them down. He felt a strong sense of oppression and did not dare to speak anymore.
Li Daoyi said: "Shi Zheng, don't go. After this battle, you can come with me. This is what you and Wang Wu promised me before."
Shi Zheng hesitated for a while, looked at the battlefield in the distance, still fierce, and said:
"But...the war is not over yet, my parents are still over there..."
Li Dao glanced at the cowherd but said nothing.
Shi Zheng also glanced at the cowherd and said nothing.
Watching the battlefield quietly.
Suddenly I saw a sword light with soaring murderous intent, rushing up into the clouds, inserting into the black clouds, triggering rolling thunder.
The source of the sword light comes from that deep pit.
It attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked sideways.
I saw a young man covered in mud holding a peerless fierce sword, slowly floating up. His eyes were yin and yang, one black and one white. The murderous intent was surging, and the aura of destruction was overwhelming.
As the rain washed away his clothes, blood and dirty mud dripped from the corner of his clothes, and you could clearly see a bloody hole in his abdomen.
"metropolitan!"
"It's Sect Master Ye!"
"Wait a minute, that's...the evil sword...one of the nine evil swords?"
"He...how did he get the fierce sword? Where did he get it?"
"..."
The fierce sword appeared and everyone was shocked.
Not only those who participated in the battle, but also those who watched.
They couldn't imagine that Ye Fan actually had a fierce sword in his hand.
"In today's world, there are six of the nine great evil swords in the world, and the seventh one is at the Devil's Corner on the border. Countless people are fighting for it. So far, no one has heard of who can get it." Wu Gaoyang, the Tengu Sect, stared at the evil sword in Ye Fan's hand with his eyes condensed.
Full of greed, he said:
"There is no news that the owner of the six fierce swords has been lost, so the only possibility is that the one in his hand is the seventh one from the Devil's Horn in the border area."
He looked at the Tengu Sect Breaking Dao Realm next to him and asked:
"I heard that Ye Fan also visited this dangerous place, stepped into the abyss, and came out of the abyss a few months later?"
Po Dao Realm nodded hurriedly and said: "There are indeed rumors, and I went to confirm it. When Ye Fan was in the abyss, his sect was destroyed by Amaterasu Sect, and he returned with hundreds of people, all of them
People's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, but no one knows what they got and what they encountered down there."
Wu Gaoyang stared at the fierce sword and said: "Haotian Tower is the best proof. He must have had an adventure down there, so it is not surprising that he got the fierce sword."
"Senior Wu, with Luo Tianzhao here, this vicious sword may not be our turn, right?"
Wu Gaoyang said firmly: "If you get the fierce sword, you will be eligible to enter the new world. This is our Sixth Sect's only chance. We are definitely not the only ones who want it."
After saying that, he looked at the other people of the Sixth Sect, and sure enough he saw several old guys preparing to make a move.
The New World has always been dominated by the Three Immortals Sect, and the Sanxian Sect once said that those who hold the Nine Evil Swords are qualified to enter the New World, and there are certain quotas to bring people in.
Everyone in the Chinese martial arts world knows this news.
The vicious sword is right in front of them. Even if a peerless strongman like Luo Tianzhao is here, they still want to fight and wait for the opportunity. It may be easier.
"Ye Fan, I hope you won't be so weak. It's best to have a lose-lose fight with Luo Tianzhao!"
Wu Gaoyang smiled evilly, this was the result he wanted to see most.
I'm afraid it's not just him who wants to see it, there are other people who want to see it.
I saw Ye Fan holding a fierce sword, piercing the black clouds, approaching the world, carrying the aura from the ancient times, covering all directions, and the endless aura of destruction shocked all directions.
His eyes are yin and yang, and his body is half black and half white.
"kill!"
One kill!
No unnecessary words.
The sword struck with destructive force, the space was almost cut into pieces, and it pointed directly at Luo Tianzhao.
When Luo Tianzhao saw the fierce sword in his hand, he was obviously more excited than before. His eyes were always full of contempt and disdain, and he never thought that Ye Fan was his opponent.
He can suppress it with just a raise of his hand!
He held a huge fist in his hand, grasped the rolling fist intention, and killed with a bang.
The space was exploded, and Ye Fan's fierce sword roared.
Boom!
The giant fist and the fierce sword met, shooting out a large number of sparks.
"Um?"
Luo Tianzhao felt a little pressure and was a little surprised.
"drink!"
He shouted loudly, strengthened his fists, and blasted away.
Ye Fan held the fierce sword and rolled around.
I can finally shake it, and I know the enemy's critical point of pain.
It's really different with the blessing of the fierce sword.
"It's interesting. You have the Haotian Tower, you have the Fierce Sword, and you still have the aura of the Bronze Coffin World. You must have entered the hell world. Boy, you have many secrets."
Luo Tianzhao looked at him as if he were looking at a walking treasure, full of greed. He must capture this person and seize all the secrets from him.
Ye Fan controlled the fierce sword with his spiritual consciousness, the endless sword light stirred the black clouds, and the giant sword hung in front of him.
make a fist!
Six Paths of Samsara Fist—Hell Fist!
This punch brought endless destruction, and the roar of the evil spirits of hell could be vaguely heard in the punch, and the darkness that devoured everything rushed towards him.
The whole body is filled with the breath of hell, the black and white of hell, as if everything around him is eclipsed and lifeless.
"Punch me!"
The giant fist struck directly at Luo Tianzhao.
Above the giant fist is a fierce sword to kill.
One punch and one sword, one in front and one in back, slashing violently.
Others couldn't get close at all. Looking at it from a distance, they felt extremely shocked and felt a strong pressure.
"Hahahaha, you are indeed from the hell realm, you belong to me after all!"