What is this? "
"My eyes! My eyes can't see! "
"What happened?"
"Prince Cang, think of something!"
"He's not dead..."
...
When he finally got used to the strong light, he realized that the source of the light was a lamp in Yan Li's hand. The light came from the lamp. His robe and hair fluttered even though there was no wind, and he looked like an immortal. Neither the World of Darkness nor the Water Cloud Sword left a mark on his body.
"Hey, hey! What kind of treasure is this? Why haven't I heard of it before? " Shangguan Feihong was shocked, angry, fearful, and jealous. He did not expect Yan Shifang, whose cultivation was already shocking enough, to have a treasure on him. Seeing that there were no wounds on his body, it was most likely a defensive treasure. Wouldn't that be like adding wings to a tiger?
In fact, not only were Shangguan Feihong and the others shocked and fearful, but Yan Li was also very confused. At that moment, he clearly felt that his body had suffered a strong blow, and it was two in a row. Instinctively, he activated the Hidden Sword Log. Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin opened all the acupoints in his body to absorb the external force. But because he did not grasp the timing, he should have only absorbed 70% of the damage.
Suffering 30% of the damage was predictable. The black-robed old man's ultimate skill was indeed extraordinary. But unexpectedly, when the Green Lotus entered the Green Lotus Lamp, it seemed to glow with an even stronger sword song. It was as if time had reversed, causing the 30% of the damage he should have suffered to disappear. Of course, the 70% of the external force he absorbed also disappeared.
Everything could be reversed, but time could not. This was the supreme law of the Jambu Kingdom. No existence could go against time.
From the moment Yan Li stepped onto the path of cultivation, all the scriptures and techniques that he came into contact with were silently explaining this supreme law. Time would definitely move forward, and it was an eternal movement. So in his heart, he knew that this must be an illusion. The [Green Lotus Sword Song] was a kind of extremely strong willpower. It was more like the embodiment of willpower, which surpassed all the existing types of power. However, it did not mean that it could be above the supreme law.
A strong gust of wind came from behind him. It was a beam of sword light. He purposely missed the opportunity and waited for the sword light to come into contact with his body. Only then did he open all the major acupoints in his body. At this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his body, but it disappeared immediately. Because he had left the Dark World, in his divine sense, he discovered that there was a strange distortion in the space. It was as if he had exchanged places with another space the moment he was injured.
"So that's how it is!" Prince Cang suddenly exclaimed. "It's a spatial transformation. That lamp has the potential to become a celestial artifact! But it's not a celestial artifact yet. Kill him now and you can snatch it! "
The black-robed old man flipped over and landed on the ground. His face was extremely pale under the black robe. He coughed twice and said, "I remember now, this is the Green Lotus Lamp, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal's precious weapon … It was said that when the Sword Immortal was slaying demons in the Asura World, no demons could attack him. But after the Sword Immortal disappeared, the wick of the Green Lotus Lamp also disappeared, so this lamp became worthless. I didn't expect him to obtain the wick … I vaguely remember the name of the divine ability — — 'Zero World'."
"Zero World? Doesn't that mean that no one can hurt him if he has it? "Shangguan Feihong's eyes were burning with passion.
"But it's the same for us now. No one can hurt him," the black-robed old man said with a bitter smile.
"Not necessarily. How long can he last?" Prince Cang said in a low voice. His eyes were filled with greed. "Let's guard him slowly. It's impossible that such a divine ability doesn't require a lot of energy. When he runs out of energy, hehe …" The meaning in his laughter was self-evident.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Yan Li. They believed that since the other party had taken out such a treasure, he must have been forced into a desperate situation by them.
Of course, Yan Li only felt that it was funny. First of all, the so-called "wick" was transformed from the green lotus, and the green lotus was a feature of the first-class sword master's "Sword Knowledge Spell", which manifested in the Source Sea. Even if they got the green lotus lamp, if they couldn't cultivate the meaning of the sword song, they wouldn't be able to light it. As for the consumption, he had never exhausted the "wick", which was the meaning of the sword song. Although he wanted to do an experiment to see how long the "Zero World" could last, time was limited. He wasn't kind enough to explain everything to the enemy.
Therefore, he put away the Green Lotus Lamp and took out the "Leaving Cliff".
"He can't hold on any longer!" Shangguan Feihong immediately shouted with joy.
Li Mochen's heart skipped a beat. "Be careful, it's his Natal Sword, the" Leaving Cliff ". According to the information, this sword is strange and has the special effect of storing external force."
"Put away your Law Domains. I'm going to attack!" Prince Cang shouted in a deep voice. His desire for the Green Lotus Lamp made him change his mind. He decided to join forces with the others to deal with Yan Li. Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this. The black-robed old man had originally planned to trap Yan Li again, even at the cost of his vitality. But when he heard this, he had no choice but to put away his Law Domain. At the same time, his vision blurred, and a sharp light rushed toward him. He was slightly shocked, but he didn't think that there was anything special about the other party's sword. He took out a Buddhist staff and was about to block the attack and retreat. However, the sword somehow bypassed the Buddhist staff and accurately pierced his throat.
"This …" A strong gust of wind blew away the black robe, revealing an old face. At this moment, all the blood had been sucked out of his face, and it was full of disbelief and unwillingness. Even in death, he couldn't understand how this ghostly swordsmanship had been practiced.
"He killed the old man first. As expected, he is afraid. If we work harder, we can kill him!" The short, stocky man waved his sledgehammer and rushed toward Yan Li. Yan Li took out the "Leaving Cliff", shook off the blood, and casually threw it. The short, stocky man roared, and khaki circulated around his body. He violently rotated it twice, and the sledgehammer hit the "Leaving Cliff".
"Yan Shifang, eat my attack!" Whirlwind Rain! "
Boom!
The huge force hit the "Leaving Cliff", and there was indeed an earth-shattering sound. But the scene of the short, stocky man thinking that the "Leaving Cliff" would shatter or be sent flying did not happen.
"What, impossible!" His face paled. He couldn't believe that his full force attack could not shake the sword that no one was holding. "Why is it like this?"
"I like to let people die without knowing why, so that they will be eternally afraid. This way, the next time you are reincarnated, you will seriously consider whether you want to be my enemy." Yan Li chuckled and rushed to within three feet of the stocky man. He grabbed the "Leaving Cliff", and with a "clang", the dark black sword light cut through the void. The stocky man's head and the sledgehammer he raised to block were split. At this time, the stocky man's second move began to be prepared. Until death, he didn't understand the gap between him and Yan Li.
Yan Li killed two people in a row, but at this time, the aura of the Immortal State had already dominated the whole area. Within a radius of a few hundred feet, which was probably the whole territory of the Roc Hall, the star power was attracted. The aura of death suddenly covered the whole area, as if they had entered a desolate cemetery.
"Immortal State, Coffin of Heaven and Earth!"
A strong aura of death fell from the sky. Yan Li looked up and saw a huge coffin cover suddenly pressing down on him. His body was inexplicably restrained and couldn't move.
"Li Mochen, I'll give you a chance to show off. If you don't hurry up, you won't even get any leftovers." Lord Cang said with strong confidence, as if he was giving alms.
Li Mochen took a deep breath, exhaled the turbid air of humiliation, and got rid of the distracting thoughts. Yan Li was undoubtedly the most terrifying swordsman he had ever met, and because of this, it was a dream opportunity to fight with such a terrifying swordsman. Moreover, he was very clear that if he didn't have assistance, he wouldn't be able to survive one move from Yan Li.
"Water Cloud, Arc of a Thousand Changes." As Li Mochen pulled out his sword, the void burst into a strong vibration, and thousands of arcs of light shot out. Each arc of light was like a small mouse, changing its trajectory irregularly, making it impossible to predict where they would hit.
Yan Li forced his palm open, and Li Ya flew out of his hand. He controlled it through the air, and at the same time, he performed thousands of changes. All the arcs of light were caught by him in an instant and swallowed into Li Ya.
Li Mochen's face suddenly became dull. The sword technique that he had painstakingly studied was caught by someone so casually. How strong was the blow? He had already seen how the short man died, and when he heard the sound of Li Ya being unsheathed in the void, he couldn't help but close his eyes bitterly. "So he has already mastered the sword technique … I'm sorry, Father, I've failed to live up to your expectations …"
The dark black sword slashed through the void for the umpteenth time.
Li Mo
He suddenly realized that his neck didn't hurt as much as he had imagined. He touched it and found that it was still there. There was no joy of surviving, only a sense of humiliation that was greater than the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of the Cang Emperor.
What did he mean? I'm not worthy of dying under his sword?
"Yan Shifang, you've gone too far!" He gritted his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds. He didn't notice that the boundless pressure had suddenly disappeared. Suddenly, he heard a strange cry, and he couldn't help but open his eyes to look at the source of the sound. He saw Shangguan Feihong staring in a certain direction, his face contorted, and he let out some unknown sounds. He could even hear the sound of his Adam's apple rolling. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Cang Emperor's head rolling down, and his corpse spurting out blood.
The Cang Emperor, who was the most confident Immortal State expert of the Peng Clan and ranked tenth on the Heavenly Chen Ranking, had been beheaded by someone who had reached the Immortal State.
Li Mochen felt that it was extremely ridiculous, and he suddenly wanted to laugh, but he didn't. Why? Why didn't he kill me first? He thought of the Cang Emperor's words, "Yan Li didn't use his True Yuan from the beginning to the end," and then he quickly understood. Because there was no one present who could provide external help to Yan Li, if he killed him first, then he would have to use his True Yuan to deal with the Cang Emperor. Then there was another question: Why did he save his True Yuan? The answer was fixed in his mind, and it made his whole body shiver. He took a stiff step forward, shielding Shangguan Feihong behind him.
"Hall Master, I'll buy you some time. You should run away quickly," he said in a low voice.
"That's what you should be doing!" Shangguan Feihong screamed as he tried to escape, but he fell to the ground after taking two steps. He had never thought that there would be a day when he would be so terrified that his legs would turn to jelly and he couldn't even walk. Driven by his desire to live, he crawled on the ground like a worm, bit by bit.
Yan Li caught the Leaving Cliff Sword and lightly touched it. He couldn't help but sigh. The cracks had indeed deepened. If it was completely damaged, how long would it take to recover? He slowly walked towards Li Mochen and said, "Move aside, I won't kill you."
Li Mochen shook his head and firmly held onto his sword.
"Do you think he's worth it?" Yan Li asked.
"It has nothing to do with him. I just want to kill the weak." Li Mochen smiled. The face of a dying man appeared in his mind. "Mochen … my … child … you must … bring glory to the Laoshan Sword … Sect … This way, father … will be able to die in peace …"
"Father, I'm unfilial …" All of his True Origin was instantly channeled into the Aqua Cloud Sword at his waist.
"Kill the weak?" Yan Li walked slowly, but he didn't stop. He brushed past Li Mochen. The Aqua Cloud Sword and its scabbard were broken into several pieces, and its corpse stood there for a long time.
Shangguan Feihong suddenly couldn't crawl anymore because a foot was stepping on him. He raised his head and looked ahead. In the ruins in front of him, he could vaguely see a dozen small heads peeking out from time to time. There was also the sound of suppressed sobs. His heart was suddenly filled with endless regret and a strong sense of unease.
If I die, what will happen to them?
"My children, why didn't they escape? Why didn't they escape …" It was only at this moment that the image of his own flesh and blood, which he had never paid attention to before, became clear. He finally felt the deep sense of connection.
"Why … why am I always so slow to realize … why is it like this … have I ever fulfilled any of my responsibilities as a father?"
He couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Yan Li, let my children go, let my children go. I beg you … I'll exchange information with you …"
"You're worried that I'll eliminate the root of the problem? It seems like I'm really an evil person. " Yan Li expressionlessly stomped on Shangguan Feihong's heart meridian and turned into a streak of sword light that shot into the night sky.
"Be careful of the Court Of Sword …" The four words lingered in the air like the lingering voice of a dead soul.
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