This person was the Imperial Guard Commander Wei Guozhong, someone who followed at Ji Yuyu's side ever since he was young, extremely doted on and trusted. What he cultivated was a technique similar to the Golden Bell Iron Wall Gate, called the Precious Pagoda Golden Body. This technique's origins were already untraceable, but there weren't any offensive moves, everything used for defense. When cultivated to the end, it would turn into a golden pagoda.
The golden pagoda smashed in, sealing up Li Ku's path of attack.
Wei Guozhong's arms were crossed in front of his chest, releasing a bear-like low roar. The golden pagoda became even more conspicuous, covering his entire body, making him look like a dazzling golden-armored heavenly deity.
Li Ku had long seen his past schoolmate. Back then, he went through life and death in Asura Realm in his place. However, right now, there wasn't the slightest bit of past friendship in his eyes, his heart becoming even colder. However, he still couldn't help but curse out, "Heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog!"
The old flute spun around in his hands, stabbing forward. Only a crisp cha sounded, and then that pagoda completely split apart. Wei Guozhong released a miserable scream, suddenly flying backwards, landing heavily in front of that group of vicious individuals. He continuously coughed out blood, his consciousness even more so continuously fading between being unconscious and awake.
He never would have thought that even though they entered the academy together, graduated together, experienced the same trials and tribulations, now, they couldn't even take a single finger from the other party. He was simply jealous. This jealousy was already gnawing at his soul before he was seriously injured.
"The Imperial Commander of the Human World's Emperor." A Ghostman dressed in luxurious clothing with a strange pale blue skin and a single sharp horn on his forehead stood up and looked down at him contemptuously. "You're actually so weak. You've even thrown away the face of me, Wildcandle."
He could tell with a single look that this was a pure-blooded ghost race. Azure blue skin and the horn on his forehead were both symbols of the ghost race's nobility, moreover, he was definitely a great ghost creature from Ghost Domain's Fengdu.
He quickly ignored him, only staring straight at Ji Zhiyuan, truly wishing that his soul would float over, get a good look.
The other side still didn't finish.
Two arms swelled like steel, who knew how much pressure they exerted on the space around them. The Ghost Head Great Ringed Blade flashed with orange and blue light, cutting through the void as if it had been painted.
The color gradually blurred, but a thunderous roar rang out. The formless energy domain stood on equal footing with Li Ku. In the end, what they were competing over was also the difference in primordial spirit power.
"Li Ku, take this old one's blade!"
This two-colored rainbow suddenly soared into the sky like an azure dragon. It broke through countless layers of heaven and let out a fearless roar towards the nine heavens and ten earths.
"Breaking the Mountains and Seas!"
The Divine State was not mature yet, but his saber was cruel and violent, as if there was a huge force pouring down. Before the saber was cut in half, it would probably be crushed first.
What a heavy blow.
Li Ku's expression remained the same, but this was the first time he rose into the air, facing the tremendous force that could topple mountains and overturn seas. He still pointed out with the old flute, a visible hole appearing in the void, clearly on the verge of collapse. The instant the flute and great ring blade clashed, the critical point was reached.
First, there was an indescribable muffled noise, as if strings snapped one after another, ultimately linking up together.
Iron Wrist Divine Arm's face first became the color of a pig's liver, and then blood seeped out from all seven apertures, his arms shrinking inch by inch. In the end, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, flying backwards with a muffled groan, falling into the white leaf forest by the side of the road, laying there without moving.
Li Ku didn't even give it a look, directly flying towards Huang Lin's carriage. The old flute's sword form blocked it. When it was about to arrive, the tremendous ripples of energy swept up thin clouds, forming a narrow region. As it got closer, it continuously shrunk, as if it was going to crush the carriage into pieces.
If the person in the carriage didn't move, Huang Lin's horse would be the first to suffer disaster.
This wasn't just a symbol of his status, it was hard to find another similar one in the entire world. He naturally couldn't not move. His speed was fast to the point where it almost exceeded thought.
Before the spectators could react, just a moment ago, they were still wondering if he would come out or not, but at the same time, he already moved.
When facing the old flute, Ji Yuyu who was dressed in a flat imperial crown and golden dragon robes flashed out, using his palm to temporarily stop Li Ku.
"Li Ku, this one is the monarch, you are the subject. If the monarch wants the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die. You actually dare defy me!" Behind the bead curtain was a flat and unremarkable face, but at this moment, it was filled with anger, brimming with a chilling majesty.
"I've roamed the world of mortals for twenty years." Li Ku muttered, and then seemed to be full of hatred as he said, "I've long comprehended that in this world, in this hateful era, there is no one who can make me use my life. You, Ji Yuyu, who do you think you are?!"
The old flute suddenly shook. What shot out from one end was actually extremely thick and fierce sword radiance.
The people below only saw the scene in the thin clouds suddenly become blurry, as if it was crushed into powder by the sword radiance, blocking all of their vision.
At the same time, that ghost race didn't seem to care at all, still looking at Ji Zhiyuan, only feeling like he liked him more the more he looked at him. During this time, he suddenly ordered his subordinates, "Hurry, follow your master and slaughter your way over. If we seize that woman, there will be rewards for all of you!"
"Charge!" A group of little ghosts charged out of the demonic clouds and evil mist and charged toward Ji Zhiyuan's carriage.
Ji Zhiyuan silently clenched his fist. The Rain Rain Bell appeared.
"There is no need for my lord to rush, just leave it to this subordinate."
Wei Ran walked up to the horse's head in an unhurried manner to prevent the great horse from becoming restless and startling his lord. Only then did he use his lightning-like eyes to shoot outwards. Those little ghosts, those with slightly sharper perception, their expressions changed, stopping for a moment. However, they were smashed forward by the ones behind them.
"The world is filled with righteous energy!"
A formless energy domain swirled about in the air, as if it was a fatal curse. The little ghosts within ten zhang of them suddenly turned into powder. This wasn't just a description, they really turned into dust and drifted away in the invisible force. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred of them died.
The ones at the back stopped in fear. The leader of the ghost race was contemptuous at first, but when he smashed into them, he felt the ghost energy on his body being rapidly worn away by the invisible force. Soon, it reached his flesh and blood. If it wasn't for his profound cultivation, he would have already ended up like the little ghosts. Only then did he realize how powerful this person was. He immediately retreated, knowing that he had met his nemesis, and finally didn't dare to approach. Seeing that the beauty was right in front of him, but it seemed as if there was a natural moat between them, his expression changed again and again. He said unwillingly, "Who is this person? Why is he so powerful?"
"The Wei Ran of the Overwhelming Righteous Energy!" A little ghost said in fear, "Commander-in-chief, this person is Wei Ran, your uncle. He was the one who killed your uncle!"
"Wei Ran, you are Wei Ran!" The ghost race was enraged. He bared his fangs and let out a fierce breath. "My uncle treated me extremely well. You actually dared to kill him. This is an unforgivable crime. I'll remember you, I'll remember you!"
"Huang Zhu, if you don't come, I'll kill all the little ghosts under you."
Xue Kuang appeared out of nowhere. His gaze stopped on Ji Zhiyuan, and he smiled playfully. "What a top of the Beauty List. It's really rare to find someone more beautiful than my Senior Sister in this world. However, I can feel that what's more dazzling about you isn't your appearance. Is that the Rain Bell in your hand? It's very compatible with you. However, don't be a busybody. I don't want such a beautiful woman like you to die early. "
Ji Zhiyuan's gaze had long moved away from him. Many demons surged out from the demonic clouds and evil mist. Each of them had a hideous smile on their face, but most of them were directed at the little Daoist boy in the pavilion.
Her gaze then turned to the little Daoist boy. As long as the little Daoist boy sent a signal for help, she would intervene in this matter.
However, the little Daoist boy did not. No expression could be seen on her mask. The color of her eyes in the round holes could not be seen either. Her small right hand was currently holding the handle of the axe. A large amount of blood flowed out from between her thumb and index finger. The blood flowed down and dripped into the opening on the blade of the axe.
Her small left hand was slightly guiding Ji Zhiyuan.
If it wasn't someone close to her, it would be difficult to understand her meaning. However, Ji Zhiyuan suddenly understood. She was asking her to retreat.
Ji Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "Wei Ran, let's retreat."
"Yes."
The graceful figure swept backward. Wei Ran followed closely. There was an invisible force that lifted the carriage and it landed a hundred feet away.
When the little Daoist boy, who was also Bai Xing, saw this, he stood up. While facing enemies who were several dozen to over a hundred times larger than him, he dragged the giant axe, timidly walking out of the pavilion step by step.
Right at this time, the scene in the sky that was covered by clouds and mist immediately scattered. Huang Lin's carriage already disappeared. Three people appeared at Ji Yuyu's side, one of them Ban Gu, the other two. One of them was wrapped in blood clothes, bewitching and moving, while the other was covered in silver clothes, his appearance unprepossessing.
These four were undoubtedly top level experts. Only when they joined hands did they barely stop Li Ku's attacks.
"Sir Li Ku, your distinguished self has the same surname as me. Who knows, several hundred years ago, my human race ancestor might have been of the same family as you."
The bewitching woman wrapped in blood clothes waved her red silk while giggling. "My Blood Clothed Tower just so happens to lack a tower lord like sir. If your distinguished self is willing to lower yourself, Hong Zhuang is willing to be the woman behind your back."
Her figure was incomparably eye-catching. Together with her appearance and demeanor, there was not a single part of her that didn't release a fatal temptation. When she said these words, as long as it was a man, they wouldn't be able to help but be moved.
However, anyone could hear that she was soliciting them.
Ji Yuyu coldly said, "Li Xue Yi, if you don't care about your life, Moulin Rouge can forget about surviving in Heavenly Capital!"
"Is the Holy Emperor jealous?" Li Xue Yi slowly looked at him with an enchanting expression. She licked her red lips and said with a hint of annoyance and joy, "As a dignified Holy Emperor, it's not enough that you have a harem of three thousand beauties. You even covet other people's beauty. What an indecent old man."
"Nonsense!" Ji Yuyu angrily rebuked. However, the heat in his lower abdomen didn't disappear. Especially when he saw her seducing other men, it became even fiercer.
"Alas."
The silver-clothed man sighed inwardly when he finally broke away from Li Ku's sword momentum. Because when he saw Ji Yuyu's performance, it was as if he was looking at himself.
Li Hongzhuang, this woman, had this kind of trick, making you love and hate her at the same time.
However, because of his identity, even this love and hate couldn't be revealed.
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