The figure of the man in black robe fluttered away from the covering shadow, and his voice became a little more angry and sharp: "Are you finally willing to show up?"
Li Yan raised his head to look at the moon. With the same wisdom attributes, his quiet and clear sixth consciousness gave him a deeper understanding of the power of heaven and earth.
Especially the power of Moonlight, which was the first to come into contact with Han Xing Leng Yue Gun, is now even more lively, as if it has turned into an elf, dancing around the body.
He was immersed in this comfortable atmosphere, and after a moment he said calmly: "The protector is dead, now it is the bishop's turn. Will you learn your lesson after tonight?"
Chains with claws protruding from the sleeves of the man in black protruded: "It's not like Lu Shinang died in the hands of your 'Zuo Ming', but you dare to speak arrogantly! Your Excellency, Bishop Wisdom is here , I was about to see how much you weigh!"
Li Yan didn't even look at it: "You don't have enough for one, let the other one come out."
Gongsun Zhao and Ding Run's expressions changed immediately.
Does it mean that among the four great bishops of Zunjiao, there is more than just one wise bishop?
The man in black robe was already preparing to take action, but his momentum froze when he heard this: "Why do you need to use your words to deceive me? To deal with you, I don't need to send out two bishops!"
Li Yan was too lazy to answer. He looked at one place and then moved to a second place after a moment. When his eyes moved for the third time, a figure was forced to appear in the darkness where he was staring.
He was a big man with a beard on his face and a armored stomach. When he walked, he carried an aura of destructive evil, like an unparalleled general on the battlefield.
"This person is tyrannical!"
Ding Run's eyes immediately narrowed when he saw it, showing fear. Gongsun Zhao's expression also darkened: "Bishop Dali?"
Ming Zun teaches the four major teachings of "Quietness", "Brightness", "Power" and "Wisdom", and bestows them on four bishops, who are the absolute top leaders. In all major matters, Ming Zun cannot act arbitrarily and must consult with the four bishops. I didn't expect this. The time was actually half done.
But Gongsun Zhao and Ding Run looked at Bishop Wisdom again.
You thought that others were using words to deceive you, but as a result, your companions hiding in the dark could not hide at all. You also said that you did not need to dispatch two bishops to deal with "Zuo Ming"...
Does your face hurt now?
The black-robed man's chains rattled, which showed that he was really not in a calm mood. His charming voice was hoarse, like a poisonous snake neighing softly: "'Zuo Ming,' you know that two bishops are coming with you, but you still dare to show up. , you are quite courageous, but unfortunately you may not know that among the four bishops, we are the best at fighting!"
"Those who have been against my Mingzun Sect so far, no one has been able to survive with our joint efforts. Tonight you may be able to work hard and become the first person to escape successfully!"
"At that time, you 'Zuo Ming' will be worthy of being an opponent of my Ming Zun Sect. I, your Ming Zun Sect, will also look at you squarely!"
Gongsun Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly.
Every word spoken by both sides is actually to undermine the other's self-confidence, and at the same time gather their own momentum to prepare for the next earth-shattering confrontation.
But I have to admit that this wise bishop's sinister skills in controlling ghosts are already difficult to resist. Coupled with the powerful bishop who exudes terrifying murderous intent, he and his senior brother Ding Run can only barely escape if they join forces. for...
But when he looked up, he found that "Zuo Ming" was leisurely watching the second bishop appear. The eyes behind the mask showed faint interest: "Just the two of you, you are already the best among the four bishops."
Are they the two most powerful? Then my luck is pretty good tonight!"
This look and confidence that longed for a powerful enemy moved people. The man in black robe gritted his teeth and fell silent.
And the big man with the beard came to him, looked up, and his eyes fell on the chain knife at his waist: "Who is the original owner of this knife, a famous general on the battlefield?"
Li Yan said: "This knife has always been used by me."
The big man with a beard showed doubts and said loudly: "The murderous intention of this sword has been condensed and sublimated. It must be a magic weapon that charged on the battlefield, killed at least a thousand enemies, and carried out the soldier's belief and determination. If it is really a magic weapon
What you are using is that you are a famous general in the world?"
Li Yan looked at the powerful bishop and nodded slightly: "You have a good vision. Since you can have this insight, then take a good look!"
His slender fingers rested on the handle of the chain knife.
Zheng!
In the eyes of others, including the man in black robe, what they saw was the simple unsheathing of the long sword.
But the face of the big man with the beard changed drastically, and what he felt was a sharp and vast sword energy, overwhelming him.
That is the divine power of one man and one horse, marching straight into the company camp, pointing at the blade, and invincible to anyone who blocks it!
It is also the wave of the military flag, heads rolling, blood flowing everywhere, and the momentum of murderous intent rising to the sky!
The two sides confront each other.
Li Yan looked down and looked at Bishop Ming Zun, who looked like a mighty general on the battlefield.
The big man with the beard looked up and looked at the mysterious villain in a broad robe and mask.
turn out.
A violent roar started.
"kill--!
"
The big man with the beard roared, his knees bent, then suddenly stretched, and his burly body jumped out like lightning.
"This person was so quickly forced to take action?"
Ding Run felt in disbelief, but Gongsun Zhao looked solemnly at the momentum of the charge.
"Winter! Winter! Winter——"
Accompanied by a sound like the earth was shaking, the thick armor and stomach seemed not to be pierced through the body of the bearded man. The charging speed was as fast as an arrow leaving the string. After each step, the ground under his feet was even larger.
A large piece of it cracked, like a siege machine, which was pushed forward with a rumble.
Soon enough, the big man with the beard rushed under the house, and then with a loud bang, smoke and dust filled the sky, like a huge cannon stone, flying up fiercely, with his palms like knives, slashing at him.
Li Yan stood on the corner of the high eaves, with his left hand behind his back and a chain knife in his right hand, facing the opponent's attack, with some expectation in his eyes: "Let me see the unique skills taught by your Mingzun!"
"Then take a look!"
Compared to his casual description, the bearded man was full of fighting spirit and murderous intent. He used his palms instead of swords and attacked crazily. Every time a palm was struck, there was a fierce sound of breaking through the air, and the feeling of shock of gold and iron.
, as if his body was not flesh and blood, but an indestructible sharp blade.
Under such a terrifying body, the moves were inexhaustible, each strike was heavier than the other, and each strike was faster than the other. A fierce and brave murderous aura rolled and spread outwards, and the feet he stepped on were even more covered with tiles.
Flying, the momentum was extremely intense.
But in addition to Liu Yanqing's family suffering an unreasonable disaster, the bearded man became more and more heartbroken.
Because no matter how many moves he makes, he cannot attack the opponent's sword at all. He is like a cavalry that comes and goes like the wind. It seems to be galloping, but it is helpless against the iron-walled fortress.
The opponent was obviously not forced to defend, but was deliberately on the defensive. At first, he was quite interested and let himself go, but soon his interest waned, and his eyes clearly showed impatience.
That feeling is like when a master sees a disciple who has not entered the realm, or when he thought he was evenly matched, but faced an enemy who was only superficial, it is extremely hurtful!
"'Zuo Ming', why are you so arrogant? Keep an eye on it!"
The bearded man felt deeply humiliated and suddenly changed his stance. His seemingly bare-handed hands were wearing a pair of gloves as thin as cicada wings. At this time, he stretched out ten thick fingers, pointed their edges, and clamped towards the blade.
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From the big opening and closing moves to small and light grappling, he not only has natural divine power, but can also train his strength to be strong and soft, and can do whatever he wants. This is the capital of a bearded man who can be ranked as a bishop.
"If you can practice Qi and Blood Martial Arts to this extent, you can be considered a first-class figure in the world. It's a pity that like that monk, subtle changes in strength are too expensive."
"It seems like this is it. I originally thought that I could see magical powers that match martial arts!"
But Li Yan felt extremely disappointed.
This method of combining hardness and softness was mastered by him before he practiced Bai Sheng Jin in Liangzhou when he was fourteen years old.
Now that the other party has shown off, is it too early?
That's the case.
No more holding back.
"Well!"
When the sword's power changed, the bearded man immediately changed his color.
Because he seemed to have restrained the chain knife, but he was shocked to find that what followed was not only the sharpness of the blade itself, but also a terrifying pressure like a mountain of tai pressure and a pillar of heaven collapsing.
That is the true energy flowing in the chain knife, and the majestic momentum attached to it is suppressed crazily.
But the big man with the beard knew that he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't avoid it, so he used all his strength to rush forward.
"呲呲呲——"
The piercing buzzing of gold and iron was heard, and the bearded man looked ferocious, and his bones creaked, as if his body was about to explode at any moment.
A surging Qi and blood leaked out from every pore of his body, providing him with increasingly terrifying strength. He clamped the blade of the knife with both hands and propped his feet on the eaves, trying to start a passionate wrestling match with it.
He shouted: "Come on! Let's fight!"
"You are not qualified."
Li Yan's answer was the ever-changing force in his hand. When the two sides were facing each other and the confrontation reached its most intense level, he suddenly withdrew his sword.
The powerful force disappeared in an instant. Not only did he retract the chain knife without any hindrance, Li Yan's broad robe shook, and it fell like a wisp of blue smoke. A meticulous real energy also followed the strength of the bearded man, upwards.
Lift it up.
As a result, what he passed by was a big man with a split beard due to the extreme contrast between weight and lightness.
This feeling is like the sky is falling. Just when you muster up all your courage to fight and want to be a hero who can stand up to the sky, you find that what falls is just a puff of air.
It was a trivial matter to miss a single blow. The key was that under the guidance of the other party's true strength, the spines of the bearded man's back cracked and withstood double the force. His stomach was a first-class treasure armor and could withstand fierce attacks.
Although he was attacked by the outside world, he could not withstand the power he had used wrongly, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
"not good!"
He knew that something was wrong, the tiles were flying, and he wanted to smash into the house to avoid it, but unexpectedly, a white palm had already reached over and hit his head hard.
Peng——
"Is this 'left life' really so terrible?"
It's a long story, but it's actually not that long. On the other side, he saw his companion suddenly rushing out. The man in black robe was startled, knowing that he had encountered an unprecedented formidable enemy. He raised his hands, and chains came out, even more sticky.
The thick ghostly aura spread to the backyard: "The soul turned into mist and dispersed like flying catkins... There is no way to the sky, and there is no way to enter the earth... Life and spirit are cut off, and this formation is sealed!"
Gongsun Zhao and Ding Run immediately knew something was wrong and immediately rushed out: "Stop her from setting up the magic circle!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh——
But the first thing they encountered was the firing of the divine arm's crossbow.
Although the number was small, a moment's delay was enough for a surging wave to sweep under the black-robed man's feet. For a time, the ghostly aura enveloped half of the yard, creating a feeling of blocking out the sky and the sun.
But before the man in black robe could calm down, first a figure fell heavily on the ground in front of him, with a loud sound, dust flew up, and blood spurted out as if lifeless. Then, there was an unparalleled thorn.
Feeling of pain.
The man in black robe suddenly raised his head and saw "Zuo Ming" knocking the bearded man to the ground with his palm, and then dropped his sword.
The terrifying power contained in it is like a mortal facing the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai, who can only hopelessly wait for it to turn into powder and fly ash. In an instant, the skin seems to be pierced by thousands of sharp knives.
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This knife cuts the body and hurts the soul. What is even more frightening is that when their eyes meet, the cold mask seems to be very close:
"Tonight, if you two can escape with your lives in my hands, I will think highly of Mingzunjiao!"