Ji Zhiyuan's heart gradually softened. "I'm back."
"You're back …" Yan Li was caught off guard by the great happiness. He felt like he was floating in the clouds. He needed great willpower to control his emotions so that he would not look like he was losing his composure, even though his choking voice had betrayed him. After a long time, he calmed down a little. "You were obviously hit by the double nines in front of me … But, how could you be okay? Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you tell me when you came back? "
He pushed Ji Zhiyuan away and gently peeled off the mask on her face, revealing the face that had haunted him for so long. In countless midnight dreams, this face had appeared over and over again. He had never forgotten it for a single moment. "Do you still hate me for what happened in the Divine Continent?"
Ji Zhiyuan gazed at Yan Li and gently shook her head. Then, she walked around to his back and applied medicine to his wounds. Finally, she grabbed his shoulders and gently pressed her forehead against his warm back. She felt the burning emotions that this man brought her, which she had never felt before. "All these years, no, for many years, I wandered alone in my time. I was so lonely. Every time I was in the most difficult moments, I would think of you. When I thought that you weren't by my side, I started to hate you! But when I saw you again, I only felt lucky. Lucky to be standing here again. I love the Jambu World, but I love you more. "
Yan Li turned around again, with light in his eyes. Beauty was always like this, shining from the beginning. He held the beauty in his arms like holding a peerless treasure, as if he wanted to let the wind and rain of the world bypass her. They hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge into each other's souls. Under the flickering candlelight, their shadows merged into one, and even the noisy wind could not find a gap between them.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your reunion. Oh, look at this girl, it's incredible …" A man hung upside down on the beam like a spider, holding his arms and smiling at the two. "I'm afraid she is the first person in history to survive the double nines. King Changzhou has created another miracle. However, your necks are my masterpiece. It seems that I can reap a great harvest today, and my reputation will be unprecedented. "
"Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Yan Li squinted, not concealing his anger at being interrupted.
"Yan Shifang, you have cultivation, and I, Hua Feihua, am afraid of you." Hua Feihua laughed sinisterly. "Now that you have lost your cultivation, I can kill you like a dog. How dare you clamor in front of me. You really do not know death. Do you still remember outside Huayang City? I could have easily subdued the people of the Lulin Forest and brought the two roads of Jiangbei under the control of the imperial court. I could have also used this to plot and become the governor of Jiangbei. You used the power of the Sword God to interfere and spoiled my plans. I have never forgotten this hatred. Today is the time to take revenge. Let's see what other tricks you have! As soon as he finished speaking, the unique aura of the Divine Realm instantly dominated the waterside pavilion. His figure suddenly turned into a residual shadow. Almost without thinking, he was already in front of Yan Li's left side. He gathered his Qi and raised his palm to hit Yan Li's chest.
Yan Li shielded Ji Zhiyuan behind him and reached for a water droplet. Although the water droplet was not enhanced by True Vitality, it could absorb water vapor to change its shape. He raised his sword and blocked Hua Feihua's palm. Hua Feihua was surprised that Yan Li could block it so accurately after losing his divine sense.
"It's useless!" He grinned and was about to move his palm when he heard a slight sound. It turned out that Ji Zhiyuan had taken the opportunity to attack. He used the umbrella blade that was as thin as a cicada's wing. If it was pierced, it would cause fatal damage. He retreated helplessly and disappeared into the air again.
"In the darkness, I sensed the breath of the God State. It should be him." Ji Zhiyuan said softly, "His God State only allows him to have speed. As long as the vital parts are sealed, it will be easy to break."
"I didn't take him seriously back then, let alone now. Hide behind me and watch how I deal with him. " Yan Li was already a grandmaster in swordsmanship. He could fight with the monsters in the Evil Purgatory with his physical strength. Now that he had slowly adapted and regained some of the feeling he had in the Evil Purgatory, Hua Feihua and Hua Feihua had become prey in his eyes.
Hua Feihua was furious. What made him even angrier was that Ji Zhiyuan had obediently put away the umbrella blade as if he believed that Yan Li could deal with him.
"Alright, today I will send the two of you on your way to become a pair of lovebirds in the sea of stars!"
His speed was suddenly raised to the limit and even his afterimages disappeared. However, every time he disappeared, he would reappear. As his speed was so fast, it was as if he had the ability to clone himself. His silhouette appeared in all directions.
"Try to find my real body. If you can't, you will die!"
Countless silhouettes made a sound. It sounded as if many voices had gathered together. Coupled with a huge amount of Vital Energy, it sounded like rumbling thunder and was exceptionally ear-piercing in the waterside pavilion.
Yan Li suddenly raised his left hand to block. A foot appeared out of nowhere. With a "bam", his upper body was bent to the side under the tremendous force. His ribs could not withstand the force and made a crisp "ka ka" sound. Who knew how many of his ribs were broken.
Hua Feihua was about to mock Yan Li after his successful attack. However, Yan Li did not even frown as he endured the immense pain and stood up straight again. He was infuriated and changed his angle. He was still using his feet but this time, he used his ultimate skill. He thought that if Yan Li dared to block with his hands again, he would definitely smash him into pieces.
Yan Li actually raised his left hand again. It was the same movement but this time, Hua Feihua used all his strength. He was already dizzy with anger. It was only through his instincts that he noticed a faint sneer on the former's lips. He sensed that something was wrong and hastily retracted his move. The recoil from his ultimate skill caused him to spin in the air. He tried his best to distance himself from Yan Li and saw the blade hidden behind his left hand. He could not help but think that it was a close shave. If he had kicked out, it would have been cut in half.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Li rushed forward. Although he was slow, he was very accurate. The tip of his sword went straight for Hua Feihua's throat. Hua Feihua scratched his head and could not figure out how Yan Li could fight evenly with him when he had lost his cultivation. In the end, he blamed it all on his real name. He felt that God was so unfair to give his first-class real name to an unknown kid, allowing him to achieve great things.
Most people in this world could not see the hardships and hard work behind great achievements. A soul could not be perfected all of a sudden. The twists and turns in the process were unimaginable.
In the blink of an eye, Hua Feihua was not a complete loser. At the critical moment of life and death, he used his ultimate skill. Since the perfection of the 'purse buckle', his title as the Super Arrester was fully deserved. He was confident that no one in this world could break free after having their pulse locked by the 'purse buckle'.
Hua Feihua was so confident that he did not even bother to look at Yan Li's expression. He did not even want to waste any more time talking to his opponent. His vital energy surged and turned into a terrifying force that followed his opponent's pulse straight to his heart. Against an enemy who had lost his cultivation, he had to use the 'purse buckle' to win by destroying his opponent's heart. This made him feel like he was cheating. He swore that he would never tell anyone else about it. However, the scene of Yan Li collapsing in pain in his imagination did not happen. Instead, a light flashed across his mind.
The Sword Pool!
Hua Feihua's heart raced as he realized that he had missed something. His opponent's cultivation was sealed, but his body had cultivated the Million Ancestral Returning Swords. After the infusion, the Sword Pool had been opened and he could absorb external forces. Was the injection of this force not helping his opponent accumulate power?
The dark black sword flashed for a brief moment, even shorter than the Cereus Cereus.
A line of blood appeared on Hua Feihua's forehead. He glared at Yan Li. "You … won, but … you will … die …" His body fell to the ground.
Ji Zhiyuan walked up and glanced at Hua Feihua's body. "The first two moves were risky. If he could calm down, your plan would not have worked."
"Men only need compliments from women." Yan Li smiled.
"Do you have any questions?" Ji Zhiyuan smiled.
"Please." Yan Li said.
"How did you know he would use the 'purse buckle' at that moment? And how did you know he would destroy your heart after using the 'purse buckle'?"
"First, he would have died if he didn't use it. Second, he would have died if he didn't use it."
"What's the difference?"
"First, he lacked courage. He did not dare to take the risk of using other methods. He was worried that my sword would be faster. Second, he lacked rationality. He used his decisiveness in the wrong place. In a battle of life and death, there was no room for so many mistakes. He made the same mistake twice in a row. It was not surprising at all. It has nothing to do with cultivation. He lacked the necessary elements for a battle of life and death. I could have killed him with my sword even if I did it a few more times. "
"Wonderful. But the two of you, now is not the time to discuss. "
The Elegant Room of Ink Bamboo collapsed. The five leaders of the allied forces and the only two survivors, the Leng Qing sisters, gathered around the two. Zhang Yifeng looked at Ji Zhiyuan with a strange expression, but he did not say anything. He only nodded to her. "The situation is very bad now. Many disciples of Lihen Heaven have been bribed. I think the way down the mountain must have been cut off. We must inform our people immediately."
"Sister … Zhiyuan …" Ji Hyun-woon saw Ji Zhiyuan's face and called out. After all, he was not the little tyrant of the past. He suppressed his emotions and continued Zhang Yifeng's words. "While the masters of the enemy have not arrived, we should directly kill our way down the mountain and meet up with our people. We must find a way to break the circle!"
"It's too late." Lianhai Qingshan looked up and sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dome of the waterside pavilion was silently annihilated. The huge number of raindrops suddenly turned into mountains one after another, smashing the entire Rain Listening Temple into dust. The momentum destroyed the mountains and destroyed the forest. It spread in all directions from high up, forming a large area of dust fog. From afar, it looked like a firework blooming in a storm.
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