"You think you can deal with me?!" Liang Wen shouted, "When I caught the first Jianghu thief, you weren't even born yet. Who gave you the courage to ambush me here?"
"Your death will slightly reduce my troubles. At least I can participate in the exam. After that, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."
Yan Li's figure appeared behind the deep trench, but he didn't draw his sword. It was obvious that the sword light just now was an ordinary sword technique performed with his fingers.
"I was prepared that you would find trouble with me, but I didn't expect that it would be someone else who caused trouble. Of course, I won't let him have it easier than me. We could have lived in harmony, but in the end, it turned into this situation. There's no news from Ji Wuyu. It seems that he has decided to give up on you. "
"Hahaha, you even dragged the Second Prince into this. You're really unrealistic. I'm afraid that you won't be able to survive this disaster!"
As Liang Wen spoke, his voice became extremely cold, like a bone-scraping steel knife in the winter. His fists suddenly collided, making a muffled "dong" sound. Air waves surged in all directions, and layers of black and gray ripples spread out.
"I'll let you have a taste of my Oscillating Fist!"
He let out a low roar, and as if suddenly adding a thousand catties of weight, the ground beneath him suddenly trembled and collapsed. Then, he fiercely punched the ground with his fists.
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
The ground made a muffled sound.
Yan Li narrowed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, he leaped backwards. When he landed on the ground, he threw out a punch like a geyser. Wherever it passed, the air actually produced black lightning with hissing sounds. It was extremely similar to some kind of dark energy being spat out from the abyss.
If he was hit by this, he would definitely die. It made people feel cold all over.
Yan Li concealed his aura and used the flowing light of the illusory moon to escape into the night.
"Want to escape?" Liang Wen sneered and punched through the air. He had already used his spiritual awareness to firmly lock onto Yan Li. He was confident that this punch could turn Yan Li into minced meat.
"How unfortunate. Those who deserve to die indeed have their own way of seeking death."
A strange laughter suddenly rang out. Yan Shiyi had unknowingly appeared in front of him. He swung his Violet Night Saber several times and completely negated the punch. "I'm here, but you dare to ignore my existence."
"Get out of my way!" Liang Wen's feet touched the ground and he charged over like a cannonball. He fiercely punched at Yan Shiyi's head.
"Why are you talking so much? Do I look like someone who will listen to you?"
The Purple Night Saber nimbly turned and blocked, and the saber light overflowing from the saber body collided with Liang Wen's fist force.
"Wen Wen"
A dazzling purple light burst out. "Sword" Liang "with" Yan "with" Yan "and" Wen "." With "Liang" Yan "Feng".
The continuous sounds of explosions drove wave after wave of Qi that surged towards the nine heavens and ten earths. The surrounding trees were forcefully destroyed by the invisible Qi, and everything within a radius of a few miles became a piece of flat land.
The ground caved in inch by inch. The golden carpet had long disappeared and the fragile withered leaves had long been reduced to fine powder that surged into the sky along with the "Yan".
In just three breaths of time, Liang Wen was already overwhelmed with shock. The heaven-defying beauty in front of him was far stronger than he had imagined. He even suspected that the other party had the ability to kill him.
A mere fourth stage cultivator wanting to kill a peak fifth stage cultivator? If it was before today, he would have thought it impossible.
But now, he felt the threat of death. He had no choice but to take this seriously.
Yan Li stood on the other side, enduring the "Yan" Yan Li narrowed his eyes as he observed Liang Wen's back. His opponent's weakness was exposed and it was the best opportunity to kill him in one strike.
As soon as he thought of this, he silently rushed forward, his feet stepping on the ground that was sinking deeper and deeper. After a few short leaps, he was already thirty feet away from Liang Wen.
"Leaving Cliff" was filled with external force. There was almost no need to activate any techniques. Just by pulling it out, it would emit a deep black sword light. This was the appearance of external force when it reached a certain level.
To use such a heavy external force in actual combat, one needed an extremely stable hand that could hold a sword.
There was no doubt that Yan Li had such a hand.
"Leaving Cliff", he still used the first form of "Green Lotus".
Wisps of the "Green Lotus Sword Song"'s unique and outstanding aura circulated. It was a unique and indomitable spirit that was even closer to "Dao" than the spirit itself, which was untainted by mud and mud.
All "Dao" was integrated into this form. A simple straight thrust was like a swordsman's unique drawing of a sword. It was also a state where a certain technique was displayed to the extreme.
Although the "Green Lotus Sword Song" only had one form, it was "closer to Dao" and was not just a "technique".
It was a simple form, but it was all-encompassing.
Yan Li suddenly had a wonderful experience that he had never had since he learned it.
It was as if lotuses were blooming all over the ground. Those pure white lotuses stood proudly in the world, neither humble nor pushy, neither bent nor bent, neither broken nor scratched, neither arrogant nor impatient.
The unprecedented Green Lotus Intent filled his chest for the first time, allowing him to better understand its master's transcendent state of mind.
Only now did he understand that it wasn't as if one could fully comprehend the technique.
Some comprehensions might not be comprehended in one's lifetime.
The sword stabbed out!
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, Liang Wen abruptly turned around with a hideous smile on his face. "You underestimate the Insight Realm. Under my soul sense, all your movements seem to be magnified countless times in my mind …"
"Purple Night, Clear Mirror!"
Yan Shiyi sensed that the other party still had strength to spare, so he made a prompt decision to respond.
Several rays of purple light broke through Liang Wen's Law Domain and froze him in the void.
"It's useless!"
Liang Wen only paused for a moment, then like a ferocious beast breaking out of its cage, the black-grey ripples gently and slowly surged around his body, breaking Yan Shiyi's ultimate technique that had always been successful.
"Die!"
Liang Wen grinned sinisterly as he swung his fist, bringing with it layers of black-grey ripples.
The fist and the sword clashed.
Bang!
Yan Li's vision darkened. First, the Illusory Moon Flowing Light lost the support of his qi and reverted to the Thousand Possibility Box. Then, he felt a burning pain in his chest. The pain suddenly spread throughout his body, and then his wrist shook. He could not hold on to Leaving Cliff and it flew out of his hand.
He could feel that the external force on Leaving Cliff had not been completely released before it was pushed back by an even more terrifying force.
This time, if he had not advanced to the spirit grade, he would have most likely broken again.
In the end, his consciousness was gradually swallowed by the rapid pain.
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