The ideal is very full, but the reality is always a bit skinny.
After being knocked off the top of the Heroic List by Li Qing, Lian Yunfei always thought that he had underestimated the enemy at the beginning, and if he fought again, the result might not be the same.
He locked himself up in his mansion and practiced hard, hoping that one day he would find Li Qingyi to avenge his shame.
In the first battle after coming out of seclusion, he was brutally tortured by Zhong Wen. It was like a bucket of ice water was poured on his head. He completely woke up. In the process of recovering from his injuries, he kept introspecting and thinking, and his conscious mentality and understanding were improved.
A huge improvement.
After "growing up", he plans to work hard to move forward and no longer dwell on the list.
Unexpectedly, in the first battle after coming out of seclusion again, his opponent turned out to be Prince Wu Li Qing again.
Fortune plays tricks on people!
He thought he had put it down, but the moment he saw Li Qing, the hatred buried in his heart instantly revived. He knew that this hurdle in his heart would never be overcome.
Since I can't cross it, I will crush it!
Lian Yunfei's eyes showed a determined light, and he made an unimaginable turn with his right hand, attacking Li Qing's face from an almost impossible angle.
This trick does not exist in the original "Plum Blossom Hand" secret book. It is a unique skill that Lian Yunfei learned after his battle with Zhong Wen.
This combat genius actually improved a gold-level spiritual skill in the Tianlun realm and created his own unique moves. His aptitude is astonishing.
However, in the face of such a weird move, Li Qing's face remained calm. The long sword in his hand slowly thrust out, and his move was ordinary.
Lian Yunfei suddenly felt that if he didn't withdraw his attack, Li Qing's sword would definitely hit his heart first.
Although he had no basis, he believed in his intuition. This was an instinct formed after experiencing countless battles, and it was also the reason why he could survive to this day.
He quickly retracted his move, changed his steps, adjusted his angle and struck again, hitting Li Qing's right neck.
Li Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he stabbed out his sword unhurriedly.
Lian Yunfei felt that sense of crisis reappearing, his heart tightened, and he had to retreat again.
Repeatedly, Lian Yunfei has used the "Plum-Breaking Hand" to the extreme, even far surpassing the founder of this magical skill. However, he is always forced back by Li Qing's mediocre straight thrusts.
However, he only felt extremely depressed, his breath was so tight in his chest that he could not release it, and he almost felt like going crazy.
"Fei'er, be careful. I once heard Xiao Qing mention that Li Qing is young but extremely talented. He has already touched the edge of the Tao." While Lian Juecheng was fighting Qinglong, he was still paying attention to his son's battle.
"Don't be careless."
"Tao?" This is a concept that Lian Yunfei has heard of but cannot understand.
Seeing Li Qing's sword thrust, Lian Yunfei clearly didn't think the sword move was very clever, but he was still forced to take a step back. As he was thinking, his eyes met Li Qing's shining pupils, and he saw something in his eyes.
A trace of disdain.
Li Qing's eyes seemed to despise his retreat, his cowardice, and his helplessness.
How dare Shu Zi'an do this!
This look seemed to reveal the deepest scar in Lian Yunfei's heart, causing blood to surge all over his body. All sense and calmness disappeared at this moment.
Fight!
He pushed his spiritual power to the extreme, and once again used his self-created "Plum-Breaking Hand", directly facing Li Qing.
This time, facing Li Qing's long sword, he did not retreat. He still moved forward bravely with his right hand, using extremely tricky angles and exquisite moves.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, Lian Yunfei felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. His right palm caressed Li Qing's shoulder, but it did not cause any harm to him.
He lowered his head, looked at the sword piercing his heart, and remained silent for a long time.
"After four years, your mind is still so immature." Li Qing's voice was deep and deep. "One look can make you confused and lose your mind."
"So you're even faking your eyes?" Lian Yunfei raised his head and looked into Li Qing's eyes with difficulty, "I am convinced that I will die at the hands of a monster like you."
"You could have gone further." Li Qing slowly pulled out the long sword that was inserted into Lian Yunfei's heart. "It's a pity that your thinking is too narrow-minded and limits your way forward."
"Hehe, hehe..." The long sword separated from the body, and blood flowed from the wound immediately. Lian Yunfei laughed miserably and slowly fell backwards.
At this moment, there was no hatred or unwillingness in his eyes, but a sense of relief.
"Fei'er!" Lian Juecheng turned pale with shock and cried out in grief.
Li Qing stared at Lian Yunfei's body for a long time, and finally sighed with regret, turned around and walked towards the other six people who were fighting.
As he walked, a powerful aura emanated from him.
He raised his hand and struck out with his sword, easily piercing the Tianlun swordsman who was fighting with White Tiger. Then he swayed, raised his sword again, and killed another swordsman who was fighting with Xuanwu. He was also a Tianlun swordsman.
The two people in the Wheel Realm were as defenseless as five-year-old children in front of him.
The strength of being at the top of the list of heroes was finally fully demonstrated at this moment.
"His Royal Highness King Wu deserves to be the most handsome young man in the world. He is really admirable." Lian Juecheng suddenly took a few steps back and stopped fighting with Qinglong. Instead, he sat down next to Lian Yunfei and gently stroked his son's body.
"It's just that all your efforts are in vain. Soon the imperial city will be captured by the Xiao family. Then what's the use of guarding the west gate?"
"This Daqian Empire belongs to the Li family." Li Qing said firmly, "I am a descendant of the Li family. I can be knocked down, but I will never surrender."
"I'm no match for you." Lian Juecheng laughed miserably and showed no resistance, "Just do it."
Li Qing came to him, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and was about to stab the Minister of War in the heart. Suddenly, an unprecedented and terrifying pressure came from above his head. He felt that the spiritual power in his body was stagnant, and he could not even move.
All are somewhat difficult.
"Venerable Song Hai!" Lian Juecheng raised his head and looked at the sky, with a look of ecstasy on his face.
Everyone looked along his line of sight and saw the black-clothed spiritual master from Liangshan reappearing in the air, with a hint of ferocity and cruelty in his eyes, holding a human head in his hand.
Li Qing and others' expressions changed when they saw the face of the head clearly.
It turned out that what Venerable Song Hai was holding in his hands was actually the head of Tu Erxing, the newly promoted Lingzun of the Chongling Sect.
It is said that most battles at the level of spiritual masters are only about victory or defeat, and rarely about life and death.
Just because a cultivator has reached the level of Spirit Master, even if he cannot defeat him, as long as he wants to run away, it will be extremely difficult for the opponent to keep him.
However, Elder Tu has only been promoted to Spirit Master for a short period of time. He has not yet fully mastered his own power. He specializes in defensive spiritual skills and is not good at speed. He was defeated by Spirit Master Song Hai and could not even run. No, he was directly killed by the brutal Liangshan bandit leader and his head was cut off.
"It's really thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi." Lian Juecheng escaped from death and couldn't help laughing, "It seems that my life in Lian Juecheng should not be cut off. Even God is not willing to let the Li family continue. Take charge of this vast country."
Li Qing raised the sword high in his hand, but was unable to stab it down, and a wry smile appeared on his face.
"When you killed my son, did you ever think that the retribution in this world would come so quickly?" Lian Juecheng raised the sword in his hand with a ferocious smile on his face, "You must remember in the next life that you can't be too arrogant."
After saying that, he thrust the sword forward and stabbed Li Qing in the heart.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Just as the long sword was about to pierce Li Qing's body, suddenly a dazzling golden sword light shot from the horizon and penetrated directly from the top of Lian Jue City's head. The fierce sword energy was in his body. In just one breath, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, who was so proud just a moment ago, stopped breathing, with a ferocious smile on his face.
"who?"
The sudden sword light greatly exceeded the expectations of everyone present. Seeing that Lian Juecheng died under his care, Venerable Song Hai suddenly felt ashamed and said angrily.
However, his anger lasted only a few breaths and then disappeared, never to return.
Just because what appeared in front of him was a young woman who was about twenty-six or seventeen years old. She had eyebrows like green feathers, skin like white snow, waist like a bunch of silk, teeth like braided shells, and a delicate pink face. If you lose one point of fat, you will become thinner. The soft black silk hangs down to the slender waist. He is wearing a blue gown. His body is light and his fairy mantle is fluttering. His white jade-like catkins hold a moon-white long sword, which is like the sky. Fairies are generally holy, bright and beautiful.
There is such beauty in the world!
Even though Venerable Song Hai was well-informed and had a lot of beauties in his family, he had never seen such an immortal figure. "Gudong" swallowed his saliva, and for a moment he was fascinated by what he saw. The flow was left behind, completely forgotten.
"Thank you, Palace Master Lin, for your help!" Li Qing naturally recognized that the woman in blue shirt in the sky was the daughter of Lin's family, Palace Master Lin Zhiyun of Piaohua Palace. Fortunately, after escaping from death, Li Qing felt that she was younger than herself. I couldn't help but feel deeply moved by the terrifying strength displayed by the stunningly beautiful woman.
"I'm Song Hai in Liangshan Mountain." Venerable Song Hai finally came to his senses and asked in a gentle tone, "May I ask who the girl is...?"
"Piaohua Palace, Lin Zhiyun." Lin Zhiyun simply uttered a few words, her voice was delicate and melodious.
Song Hai was an out-and-out lustful person. He took home as many as eight hundred beauties, ranging from one thousand to eight hundred. On weekdays, he always felt that he was almost the same as the emperor, and he was also one of the "three thousand beauties in the harem".
However, the moment the "Emperor" of Liangshan saw Lin Zhiyun, his heart was truly moved.
He had experienced this feeling once before with "Shisanniang", the leader of another force in Liangshan. However, the purple-colored woman in blue shirt in front of him was even better than Shisanniang. How could he not move his index finger?
, heart beating fast?
At this moment, he suddenly felt that his role as the "Emperor" of Liangshan was boring. Although there were many women taken home, he could not get the ones that really made his heart beat.
"It turns out to be Venerable Lin. I'm glad to meet you." He said politely, but he didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Just because when he saw beautiful women in the past, he always jumped directly to seize her. He knew nothing about the skills of picking up girls.
However, the aura of spiritual master exuding from the woman in front of him clearly told him that this was a strong person who could be compared with him, and he could not rely on forceful means to take possession of her.
When he was at a loss what to do, he suddenly widened his eyes and watched in surprise as thousands of golden spiritual swords appeared behind Lin Zhiyun.
The densely packed golden swords in the sky are like locusts all over the sky, and each handle exudes a terrifying aura that is heart-stopping.
"Ten Thousand Swords!"
Lin Zhiyun's red lips opened slightly and she slowly uttered two words.
This chapter has been completed!