Was Yan Li a master?
No, he just had the heart of a master.
For fifteen years, day and night, he even tried to use a musical instrument to stimulate the heart of the sword. What kind of perseverance was this?
A true master was as lonely as snow.
Fifteen years was like a day, just to sharpen the edge of his sword. With such a temperament, would he really avoid the fight?
The answer was no!
From the first moment Yan Li saw Xiao Sibai, he had the urge to draw his sword. But he restrained himself. He had to restrain himself, because if he drew his sword during the day, he would lose without a doubt. He needed fresh blood to fuel his fighting spirit.
And this moment was what he had been looking forward to. Since he wanted to fight, he had no intention of losing.
His fighting spirit soared, his clothes fluttered without wind, and the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees rustled under the invisible aura.
Everyone was guessing in their hearts, but they did not dare to believe it.
Yan Li laughed carelessly, "Take my sword, and I will spare your life!"
As soon as he said this, everyone, including Tang Sanghua, could not help but laugh.
Tang Sanghua laughed until he could not breathe, "Yan Li, are you serious?"
Xiao Sibai was not surprised, not panicked, not worried, not afraid. He still had that cold expression, and spat out a word in response, "Okay."
The corner of Yan Li's mouth rose slightly. The ripples on the surface of the lake gradually calmed down.
And then became deep, like a bottomless pool. His thoughts, his memories, his soul, his flesh and blood, and even his breathing, were all condensed into a rope at this moment.
His thoughts were empty, but there was a torrent of thousands of forms roaring.
His memories tumbled, and finally stopped at the blood-red setting sun, and the earnest teachings of a beautiful woman.
There was finally no more noise in his soul.
His flesh and organs seemed to be humming, as he breathed, contributing as much energy as possible.
Yan Li, who had been smiling mischievously a moment ago, suddenly turned cold.
His aura suddenly changed. It became as piercing as ice.
Tang Sanghua stopped laughing, thinking, "Is he going to reveal his trump card?"
Zhao Azi and her guards were also secretly surprised.
There was a reason for the division of realms between cultivators. Below Rank-1 Martial Artist, Vitality could not be released, so it was very difficult to affect the outside world.
It would not be an exaggeration to call this scene of Yan Li a miracle. However, they were still disdainful in their hearts, because this little bit of aura was not enough to scare them.
However, in the next moment, their hearts suddenly went cold as if they'd suddenly fallen into an icy abyss, and it seemed as if countless shrill cries had squeezed into their ears. Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! It pierced into their hearts, and they were actually almost unable to catch their breath.
Overwhelmed with shock, they retreated dozens of steps before they felt a little better.
Tang Sanghua's beautiful eyes sparkled. "He actually integrated the killing intent into the sword momentum. It turns out that he was hiding this trick."
No one noticed that Yan Li's forehead was faintly emitting a black aura.
Xiao Sibai seemed to be even more serious than before.
He slowly unsheathed his sword. The moment the sword was completely unsheathed, the sharpness on his body suddenly expanded.
The flow of Qi within a radius of several thousand feet seemed to be pulled by his sword-wielding hand, twisting and gathering. Finally, it formed a long silver waterfall that stretched across the sky above him like the Milky Way.
Everyone's mind was greatly shaken, and they retreated another fifty steps before they could steady themselves. Even the release of yuan qi of a first grade martial artist was far from reaching this level.
This was no longer the release of yuan qi, but an even higher level, the phenomenon of momentum.
"Waterfall God Flow?" Tang Sanghua's eyes lit up. "I didn't think that in the new generation of the natives, besides Lian Hai Changjin, there would be such a monster!"
Xiao Sibai held the sword in his right hand, raised it, and pointed the tip at Yan Li. It was simple and clear, but the sword momentum became more and more intense.
With just a light stab, an icy blue sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword. The trees on both sides of the sword were inexplicably destroyed and dented.
On Yan Li's side, Li Ya slid out like a spirit snake. He held it with both hands, and suddenly parried.
The sword qi struck Li Ya's scabbard. The blood drained from Yan Li's face in an instant. His arms trembled violently like sifting chaff. Li Ya made an unbearable trembling sound.
At the same time, his entire body was pushed back by the sword qi, and he was pushed back ten zhang. That sword qi rainbow was completely absorbed by the Heart Cleansing Formula.
If he hadn't completely refined Li Ya, he wouldn't have been able to receive this sword.
Yan Li couldn't hold it in any longer, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even though his face was pale, his eyes were still deep and bright. "You only have this much ability?"
Xiao Sibai's eyes changed for the first time. He smiled imperceptibly. "Good!"
"I learned this move when I was fourteen, and I've only used it to kill a second grade martial artist."
Xiao Sibai said lightly, and his sword extended forward, pointing at Yan Li.
As his voice fell, the trees within a radius of several li, with him as the center, suddenly fell towards the center. Thousands of trees that were as thick as a grown man's waist were almost uprooted by the vast movement of energy.
There seemed to be a magnificent sound of a waterfall flowing for a thousand li. The hand holding the sword interweaved with white sparks.
"Mad God!"
The sword crossed and waved twice in the air. Two thick lightning snakes flew and coiled around each other, roaring as they shot out.
Everything along the way was sucked in, forming an earth-shattering sandstorm.
Everyone was forced to continuously retreat. Their line of sight was blocked, and they couldn't see the situation clearly.
Suddenly, they felt the power of death and resentment shoot up into the sky, boiling and overflowing, shocking the heavens and the earth.
The next moment, the sky full of sandstorm, with Yan Li as the center, formed an enormous whirlpool.
Everyone was bewildered. After watching for a moment, they saw some clues.
That whirlpool was actually becoming smaller, like a whale swallowing water. Only when the whirlpool no longer blocked their line of sight did they realize that it was Yan Li's doing.
All the external force was being sucked into the sheathed Li Ya in his hand. It was like a monster with endless swallowing power, making everyone's scalp go numb.
Because of this, they didn't discover the strange black energy on Yan Li's forehead, and the curse seal that flashed under the black energy.
Then, the heavens and the earth fell silent.
Everyone didn't even dare to breathe, their eyes unblinking as they watched the scene.
From the huge movement caused by the sandstorm to the current deathly silence, it was so strange that it made people panic.
"Geniuses are meant to fall." Yan Li looked sideways, holding the hilt of his sword.
Within a radius of a few miles, the trees that had fallen towards Xiao Sibai suddenly bounced back after Yan Li's words, pouncing forward layer by layer, undulating like waves.
Then, Yan Li drew a semicircle with Li Ya in front of him.
Tang Sanghua watched from afar, her mind greatly shaken. She didn't understand swordsmanship, but she could see dozens of different subtle sword moves, forming a terrifying sword move.
The sword struck out.
A semicircle crack was drawn in the void several miles ahead. Everything in between the crack was broken.
Among them was Xiao Sibai, and he was cut in half at the waist.
Li Ya slowly returned to its sheath.
Before Xiao Sibai died, he actually revealed a smile. "My Dao is not lonely!"
Yan Li's eyes were calm as he said softly, "I'll gift my bad luck to you."
Then, he looked at Tang Sanghua and said in a commanding tone, "Kill them."
Tang Sanghua could see that Yan Li was an arrow at the end of its flight, and she couldn't help feeling displeased. She instinctively wanted to resist, but when she met his eyes, her heartstrings trembled, and she actually nodded slightly.
Between the two of them, she had always thought so, and she had never taken Yan Li's cultivation and identity seriously. Only now did she realize that the one who was truly in the dominant position was actually Yan Li.
The Heaven Silkworm came out, and screams rang out.
The Si Kong Residence only sent some guards symbolically. Who would have thought that someone would actually dare to kill the daughter of the Great Minister of Public Works?
The guards were quickly killed, and only Zhao Azi was left. She leaned pitifully against a tree, not daring to fight back. "Sister Tang, don't kill me, boohoo …"
Tang Sanghua's gaze was complicated. She said, "Azi, I didn't want to do this. You can only blame your bad luck."
Zhao Azi's gentle and delicate face suddenly turned ferocious, and her beautiful eyes shot out shocking resentment. "You want to kill me? Go die first!"
Her lotus arm suddenly stretched out, and the poisonous snake in her sleeve flicked its tongue, biting towards Tang Sanghua.
With an almost inaudible sigh, the Heaven Silkworm flashed like lightning and cut off Zhao Azi's wrist.
In the next moment, the scream came to an abrupt end.
Zhao Azi's face, which should have been innocent, was now filled with unwillingness and resentment before her death.
Tang Sanghua took out a silk handkerchief, and with a calm expression, she slowly wiped the blood off the blade.
Yan Li's dantian was empty, without a trace of Primordial Qi. His entire body was aching, and every inch of his cells was desperately protesting, constantly tormenting his nerves.
He sat down, leaned against the tree, and said with his eyes closed, "Now you have two choices. The first is to kill me, and the second is to continue working together."
Tang Sanghua said faintly, "What do you think I'll do?"
Yan Li opened his eyes and said, "You're a smart person."
Tang Sanghua put away her scimitar, and began to tidy up the spoils of war. She waited until all the corpses had been plundered before she slowly said, "Smart people sometimes do stupid things. Sometimes, stupid people can be smart once or twice. Also, smart people do stupid things because they're impulsive. On the other hand, stupid people do smart things because they think carefully, plan carefully, and only do it when they have absolute confidence. "
"Who are you?" Yan Li asked.
Tang Sanghua smiled, and her voice was gentle. "I'm a smart stupid person."
A cool breeze blew, and the sea of trees played the sound of nature, but it was mixed with a trace of coldness.
Tang Sanghua pulled back a strand of her hair that was blown into a mess, revealing the unique tenderness of a young girl. She blinked her eyes, and said playfully, "It's funny that I always think I've seen through you, but in the end, I find I'm wrong. There's only one person in all of China that I, Tang Sanghua, admire, and now there's half more. "
Yan Li smiled evilly. "The top half, or the bottom half?"
Tang Sanghua's pretty face blushed, and she slowly walked towards Yan Li. Her slender hands hid behind her back, and the Heaven Silkworm quietly appeared.
"You have a bad mouth, always like to ruin the situation, even though you know I don't mean it."
She squatted down, and looked at Yan Li's face. "I know you have many secrets, and I want to dig them out one by one."
She raised her hand, and swung her scimitar.
An arrow shot at Yan Li was cut in half.
At the same time, a dozen cultivators with powerful auras came from all directions, and surrounded Yan Li and Tang Sanghua.
Two people walked out from the middle. They were Wang Yuanqing and Lu Tiansu.
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