"The blue and white sword on the waist must be the rumored [green ruler]."
The white-sided man looked at the fighting man in the spiritual light of [Yongjing Xuanhuan], and suddenly sighed in his heart.
Li Chijing is not a person from Jianmen, nor is he as good as the Purple Mansion, after a hundred years, in fact, the sword immortal's affection has gradually faded, and he has not heard of any dealings between Jianmen and the Li family for so many years.
But when the white sideburns were still in the early stages of foundation building, he was sent to guard the Changxiaomen industry called Shuilingfang City, and he had also heard of a person, who was the brother of this sword immortal, named Li Tongya.
And this month, Li Tongya, the sword of the sword, killed Maha, which caused a sensation, and was recorded in the Jianmen Chenghua Hall, as an example for the disciples of the Jianmen, and everyone praises it.
The white-sided man understood in his heart that Li Zhouwei in front of him was not only the head of the Li family, a descendant of the sword immortal, but also Li Tongya's true orthodox bloodline!
"Such a figure, with a sword immortal in front and a great virtue on his waist, is killed by the Purple Mansion on the territory of the Sword Sect... Wan Yu must be ashamed and in an uproar, and there is no need to establish the moral signboard and sword cultivation façade of the Sword Sect!"
The white sideburns didn't receive any words at the moment, even if it was just a half-word, don't think too much, this real person must have some trouble in the void... After all, he is his own real person, and the white sideburns can only think good, he is "confronting" the master of the sword sect.
"I can't count on a real person anymore..."
The white sideburns lost their minds in mid-air, the black flames under the aura were fierce, Li Zhouwei accepted most of the techniques, the halberd stabbed forward and backward, the black shadow was blurred, and he used the flame of breaking the law to resist the aura light, and he had already gained a foothold in the encirclement of the five people.
"What is the white hair stunned in mid-air!"
Yu Nanzi was aggrieved, his heart was full of fire, the young man in front of him had almost no shortcomings, not to mention the high spells, the halberd also had the power to break the law, and he could only hold the sword and use the magic sword to interfere with the opponent.
The Zhuang Daoist on the side is good at magic, and on weekdays in the East China Sea, he is invincible in suppressing the enemy with fierce fire, but who knew that when he met Mingyang, who was not afraid of fire, he had the flame of breaking the law to dissipate the spell, and his strength could not be exerted by 50%.
Yu Nanzi was angry when he saw it, he crossed the sword, put his fingers together, pressed it against the sword, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and shook out of his sleeves.
"Trap first!"
The monks on both sides looked at each other, each took out a string of purple water wave mysterious pattern chains from their sleeves, grabbed the magic weapon and chanted the spell.
Li Zhouwei also took the opportunity to pull the halberd out of the swamp of the heavy spell quagmire, and the flames of the [Jiazi Soul Refinement Halberd Technique] rose up, finally pacifying the five or six fierce winds that were repeatedly swinging beside his body.
It was just a matter between raising his hands and feet, Li Zhouwei suddenly raised his halberd, the brilliance between his eyebrows gushed out, and the four of them each withdrew their hands, and the last remaining Changxiao monk suffered, the old man stood in the wind, holding a brown lacquered peach wood staff in his hand, and had to grit his teeth to resist.
Li Zhouwei took a breather, the offensive was particularly fierce, the halberd blade did not arrive, Shang Yao arrived first, the old man sacrificed the turtle shell-like defense magic weapon, only to hear a loud noise, white light and flames burned on the turtle shell, causing it to fly backwards.
Only then did the halberd stab over, and the flames were fierce, bringing up a stirring mana.
Li Zhouwei was not constrained by a group of spells at the moment, and he shot with all his might, and the golden eyes almost jumped with golden flames, the old man was so frightened that he lost his soul, and raised the brown lacquered peach wood staff high, the immortal foundation moved, and a wave of brown and yellow surged out.
"Boom!"
Where is this old man good at any artifacts, the little spell he is good at has been broken early, and he suddenly suffered such an attack, but fortunately, there are still some life-saving means on the peach wood staff, and the whole magic weapon let out a low whine.
"Crunch!"
The halberd suddenly hung horizontally, the crescent-like twig was bright, the old man felt an uncontrollable force coming from his hand, and the peach wood staff came out of his hand in an instant, hooked up by the halberd, and flew high into the sky.
"Not good!"
The peach wood staff struggled wildly in the air, the old man was a direct descendant of Changxiao, and immediately pinched the spell to cast a spell, and the peach wood staff turned into a little brown light spot, and it was about to break through the air and drill back into his hand.
"Boom!"
The bright white Mingguan emerged and smashed into the point of light, and the technique was shattered by the polishing and suppression power in an instant, manifesting the main body of this magic weapon and firmly suppressing it below.
"Wei Li often uses halberds... It's not unreasonable, with this immortal base, it's really a way to suppress...'
The old man lost his magic weapon and was gray-headed, but fortunately, Daoist Zhuang's green gourd had already been sacrificed, and a piece of white water gushed out from it, pouring down with surging mana.
Li Zhouwei suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were weakened by the convergence of the light of the sky, and immediately understood:
"'Fusui' magic weapon!"
This turbulent Fu Shui was swept into the soles of his feet, and before it invaded, the magic wind on his body had already dissipated cleanly, leaving only a little bit of sky light on the soles of his feet, pausing in the air.
He stepped on it out of thin air, and a jade mountain appeared under his feet, which expanded rapidly, on it, clouds and mist, and the crane tree was vivid, and it didn't take a breath or two, it was already in the water.
Li Zhouwei stood on [Jade Smoke Mountain], this jade true magic weapon shone brightly, forcing the weak water on both sides to go around, but two purple mysterious pattern locks had already flown in out of thin air, wrapping around him, Li Zhouwei's most helpless thing on weekdays was to face such a binding magic weapon, and at the moment he could only pull up the halberd and push the two ends apart.
"Tie!"
When he heard a burst of shouting, Yu Nanzi had already pulled out his sword, repeatedly took a sip of water in his mouth, and spat it out on the sword, and saw a green and gloomy color coming out of it.
"Wow..."
This Xuan Cai broke away from the sword, as if the aura of the sword was also taken away, and the flower of Gengjin that was originally all over the sword disappeared cleanly, leaving only an empty and dim sword body.
Yu Nanzi practiced 'True Qi', and practiced spells all year round, this spell was performed extremely quickly, he only hung up the sword, took out the jade talisman on his waist instead, buckled it in the palm of his hand, and seemed to start casting the next spell immediately afterwards.
Li Zhouwei's end became solemn, the Yangli Red Bird Flag suddenly rolled, and the five-colored fire gushed out, temporarily blocking the purple chains on both sides, and the halberd was raised, and the green and gloomy color was played from mid-air.
This mysterious color flashed for a moment and disappeared.
Li Zhouwei's halberd turned horizontally, exploding the spells on both sides, causing a fluctuation of inspiration, but those golden pupils were looking for it in the air.
As soon as they fought just now, he knew that this thing was unusual, it seemed that some spells condensed the golden essence and were difficult to dispel, and the spiritual light in the sky continued to fall, and his spells were greatly suppressed.
He silently took the elixir, and the two black flame arms behind him swept into the fire with halberds to resist the two purple mysterious chains, glanced at Yu Nanzi hiding behind, stepped forward in the void, and the jade smoke mountain under his feet suddenly rose.
"Bell!"
The green and gloomy color was getting faster and faster, escaping from Li Zhouwei's halberd several times, but fortunately, thanks to the suppressive power of Yuyan Mountain, it was beaten out of the air.
This Yuzhen mountain was born at the right time, emitting a white light, and with the power of Mingyang's suppression, Daoist Zhuang saw that his eyes were searching repeatedly in the air, and he was interested in the way of suppression, so he knew that the other party wanted to suppress his senior brother's green and gloomy color, so he hurriedly stepped forward and encouraged Li Huo.
Li Zhouwei controlled the magic weapon and suddenly flew out of the weak water, shining brightly, but he gave up the near and sought the distance, and pressed towards the top of Daoist Zhuang.
He disregarded others like this, and the green and gloomy color was suddenly able to escape, looking for a loophole, and plunged his head into his back, the [Yuan'e] armor suddenly erected the scales, Li Zhouwei's whole body dimmed, and this spell fled away again.
But this pressure shocked the man's soul, his spell was powerful, and in an instant he turned into a streamer flame and dispersed, gritted his teeth, and said:
"If it weren't for Senior Brother Yufu's overseas fall, how could he be so arrogant!"
Who knew that Yushan behind him would not chase or catch up, and smashed into the green gourd with a bang.
"The most important thing here is actually Daoist Zhuang's Fushui magic weapon, I have been suppressed by the spiritual light in the sky to make the spell dim and this magic weapon has scattered my magic style, so I can only be trapped on Yuyan Mountain and besieged!"
This gourd was not a defensive magic weapon, it was suppressed by the immortal base and the magic weapon together, and it immediately wailed, even more unbearable than the wooden staff, and was taken under the Ming Guan in the sky in an instant.
Li Zhouwei escaped with this step, and three spells exploded on his body, and the armor on his body quickly brightened, and every scale buzzed.
The next moment, he turned into a bright skylight, as fast as a fish galloping into the water, disappearing in the golden brilliance.
[Yuan'e]'s ability to transform into light shuttle!
Yu Nanzi suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart, the jade talisman in his palm was only half bright, and he found that the dazzling sky light shone in front of him, causing flames to spew out on his face, so he had to abandon the spell and wave his sleeves to sweep out a black halo.
"Click!"
At the next moment, the halberd stabbed above the halo, and the defense he hastily used did not play much role at all, and soon shattered into a sky full of streamers, and the halberd light flew in, and the Ming Pass behind Li Zhouwei also flew over.
Yu Nanzi's spell was in a hurry, his remaining strength was not exhausted, the feather robe on his body was clanging, and the fire came out, he couldn't sit still and wait for death, taking advantage of the lack of magic, his figure immediately disappeared from the spot and emerged several feet away.
The halberd chased after it relentlessly, made a small turn, and the halberd branch like a crescent moon stabbed again, Yu Nanzi took a breather this time, too calmly, and threw out a jade bead from his sleeve to resist.
Who knew that the halberd was hooked, and a halberd slapped on the bead, Li Zhouwei still regarded the sword spells chasing behind him as if there was nothing, and the two arms behind him did not return to defense, but also stabbed with the halberd.
"How dare the demon be so cruel!"
Yu Nanzi was shocked and angry, his legs had already been opened, most of his immortal foundation mysteries were related to spells, Changxiaomen was the gate of the magic Taoist system, there were not many people refining skills at all, the only sword was also practiced for casting spells, how could there be a way to get close to him, turn around and run away.
He took a step, behind him was the roar of flame spiritual water, and the aura shuttled around, obviously Li Zhouwei was resisting the siege of several people, listening to a shock, Li Zhouwei actually shuttled out of a flame and rushed straight over!
This golden-eyed man was already covered in flames at the moment, the scales on [Yuan'e] were roasted to a slight red, and a shimmer of light floated out under the strong urging, Li Zhouwei used [Yuan'e] to turn the light forward, the spell in his mouth had been buzzing for a long time, and the light of the upper Yao at the center of his eyebrows was extremely rich:
"Shine in all directions, and the dynasties will follow me... All spirits bow down, and the gods are the gods!'
After three consecutive chases, the light of the upper Yao finally turned into a bright white pillar of light and gushed out in an instant, the thickness of a bucket, and Yu Nanzi's pupils were instantly shrouded in boundless bright brilliance.
He finally realized why the other party was chasing him three times in a row, leaving him no time to react.
"It is already out of the spiritual range of [Yongjing Xuanhuan]!"
"Boom!"
Yu Nanzi suddenly jumped up with a gray light shield, and the blazing light of the upper Yao was like a hot earth demon, permeating the entire light shield, he only felt hot all over, and gritted his teeth and said:
"White sideburns!"
His voice was quickly drowned in the light of the Upper Yao, and it seemed that there was a jet-black flame accompanied by it, smashing heavily on this shield, making a squeaking sound.
Yu Nanzi thought that the talisman on his body was domineering, and he was not afraid, and even felt anxious and angry because such a precious talisman was used, showing a vicious sneer.
But he raised his eyebrows, and vaguely saw a little gold in this shimmering brilliance.
"This is..."
In an instant, Yu Nanzi's eyes became clear, and he realized that this was a small bottle with a golden red fire pattern engraved on it, only the size of a palm, and it was tilting down.
A little liquid slowly flowed from the mouth of the bottle, it seemed to be extremely viscous, and the liquid was actually covered with lines, showing a terrifying apricot yellow.
Yu Nanzi became frightened in hindsight, he wanted to move his position, but found that all the bright and brilliant things around him were just to imprison him.
"Tick-tock."
Li Zhouwei suddenly pulled back the halberd, this [Dasheng] swept out a crescent moon-like halberd wind, with a strong black flame that turned the fire and Fushui into a sky full of streamers, the halberd turned around, and the five people chasing behind him took a step back.
"Boom!"
A dazzling apricot yellow brilliance rose into the sky, and several people couldn't help but squint their eyes, and the already colorful salty lake was reflected into a golden lake, and the majestic fire filled the sky in an instant, making the halo in the sky slightly dim.
Daoist Zhuang looked stunned, he was swept away by the strong fire and was in a hurry, his robe was billowing with apricot yellow flames, but he was already the least embarrassed among several people when he practiced leaving the fire, and while covering the apricot yellow flame on his sleeve robe, he looked up.
The apricot yellow color is slightly darker, and finally the traces are revealed.
A strong storm of fire was slowly rising from behind the golden-eyed man, apricot-yellow flames swept over from behind, Li Zhouwei raised one hand forward, the edge of the Dasheng halberd was pointed flat at the five people behind him, and the arc-shaped halberd heart exuded circles of brilliance.
That bit of green and gloomy color had lost its spirituality, and it shuttled in the arc-shaped halberd heart in a daze, and the original sharp form had been baked into an oval, struggling.
Li Zhouwei was wearing armor and holding a halberd, behind him was the true qi brilliance suppressed by the fire, and the falling vision was turning into a gentle crane, and then fluttered gracefully in the air two or three, quickly turning into flames and falling.
"Yu Nanzi is dead! The dignified Zifu descendant Yu Nanzi died like this!'
The lake is golden, the morning light is bright, the fire rises to the sky, the white crane falls to the ground, and in the bright apricot yellow brilliance, Li Zhouwei's halberd seems to condense all the golden colors here, making several people unable to open their eyes.
And his cold voice was resounding on the lake:
"Changxiao personally passed it on, but it's just that."