Li Zhishou walked on the land and obtained the most important permit from Xijing City. He stopped at the inner lake and looked at the boat that was blown into the lake by the strong wind, his eyes flashing.
A wooden boat rowed over, and a man stood on the bow, looking at Li Zhishou. The two people's twilight came into contact for an instant, and then opened.
When the boat docked, the man got off, looked at Li Zhishou, and coughed violently. Li Zhishou looked at the man in front of him calmly and said, "After all, you are not invincible."
The man raised his head, revealing his pale face. The moonlight reflected on his face, which looked solemn. He smiled sadly and said, "You're still here."
Li Zhishou looked at the dying man and said, "Who will do it?"
The man shook his head and said: "You are no match for Old Man Han Jiang when fishing alone. At least in Xijing City, once you do something, you will die!"
Li Zhishou's face was calm and noncommittal. He just looked at the lake without explaining too much. The male formation master who had previously seriously injured the old man and was seriously injured by the old man was the old man's former apprentice.
His name is Hua Yunfei, and he is not considered to be the disciple of the Old Man from the Tomb of Heaven. He was just inspired by the Old Man from the Tomb of the Sky twenty years ago and achieved the current level of formation master.
He is a strong man in the realm of killing. Under the sky of Xijing City, he showed his strong strength. Even the legend of the Valley of the Spirits, the old man and the scalper were seriously injured.
Li Zhishou narrowed his eyes and said, "That's you. You can never see the future, that's why you are blocked here. The brilliance of Haotian, Bodhisattva on the earth, no one can escape, even if he is a saint."
Hua Yunfei coughed again, blood stained the skirt of his clothes, and his body was bent and bowed very hard, but a sense of energy was always around him.
Li Zhishou said: "You should know your current situation. I might kill you, so why do you still appear in front of me?"
Hua Yunfei laughed, looked at Li Zhishou's cold face, and said: "The world is so big, it is called the devil's way, and there is only the Hell Gate. If you kill even your own people, it means that your master trained you in vain. You are the future Hell Gate
As a leader, you should know what the overall situation is. Without our support, you cannot climb to that position."
Hua Yunfei looked at the angry Hua Yunfei calmly and said, "You think yourself too important. In fact, in my eyes, you are nothing..."
Hua Yunfei snorted coldly, stared into Li Zhishou's eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You are not the only genius at Hell Gate."
Li Zhishou narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I walk around the world with a sword for the freedom of my heart. They only know how to practice in caves and have no idea what fighting is. You are the same, you have no time to practice all your life.
Why, it’s so unbearable.”
Hua Yunfei said angrily: "Do you know who you are talking to?"
Li Zhishou did not answer. The long sword in his hand suddenly trembled and turned into a dazzling light, stabbing Hua Yunfei. There was no fancy, no body at all. It was just such a sword. It seemed simple, but it contained the supreme power.
Realm. Hua Yunfei's face changed slightly at first, then he sneered, and then he took action. He formed a seal with his palm very quickly, and immediately a barrier slowly appeared in front of him.
Poof!
A sword pierced Hua Yunfei's heart. He looked at Li Zhishou in disbelief, then looked at the bleeding sword and said hoarsely: "You actually practiced..."
Poof!
Li Zhishou drew his sword, turned around and walked away, saying calmly: "I told you, you are too weak. You don't have any domineering power now. If you die, someone will naturally take your place. No one has found out, you are the Gate of Hell.
The master of the hall."
Li Zhishou left, ignoring Hua Yunfei who was lying on the ground next to him, because he knew that if he was struck by his sword, he would definitely die. He had a very strong self-confidence. His sword was very fast, breaking through the imagination so quickly that Hua Yunfei could not catch up.
Formed seals, and then died.
Within one meter, he is invincible. Li Zhishou walked on the earth and felt the weight of the earth. He came from an isolated island in the ocean and needed the breath of the earth to perfect his cultivation.
Some people are dead and some are still alive. Li Zhishou is walking on the street with his sword in hand. The rain behind him falls in patter and wets the green mountains.
He, wearing Qingshan, represented the will of Peach Blossom Island and killed a hall leader. Even though this hall leader was extremely powerful and powerful, he did not hesitate at all.
Hua Yunfei betrayed Xinzong and deserved to die, so Li Zhishou came to the lake and killed him. There was no blood on the sword, and he used a special half sword to hide his aura.
Hua Yunfei looked at the starry sky and felt that his eyes were gradually getting darker, and murmured: "Haotian's holy glory still has not arrived. What have I been doing these years?"
Hua Yunfei suddenly remembered something.
"Being ahead of the way of heaven always leads to a tragic ending."
This sentence was said by the old man from the Sky Tomb when he was promoting him twenty years ago. Even if he knew that he was from the Hell Gate, even if he knew that he was a murderous demon, his talent of loving him made him an array master.
.
In fact, the most powerful formation master in the world is not him, but the old man of the Sky Tomb, because the Sky Tomb itself is a large formation that has never been bigger before.
"Master, you are right." Hua Yunfei closed his eyes, immersed in the darkness, and fell asleep forever.
Li Zhishou continued to move forward, seemingly without a goal, just walking. The cloth shoes under his feet were wet, and the green shirt on his body was still straight. As he walked on the road, his voice was crisp, like a song that shocked the soul.
He came to a narrow alley. At the end of the alley was a villa. It was quiet and gloomy. No one was seen during the day and no ghosts were seen at night.
But the spiritual energy here is very abundant and rich. Looking around, Li Zhishou saw at least ten formations, gathering the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and in the center, there was an altar.
It was full of ghosts, but there was a yang energy surrounding it. Li Zhishou moved forward and stepped into the door. The red door opened without any wind, and a breeze came, carrying the unique aura of thunder and lightning left after the thunderstorm.
Squeak!
Door after door opened, and Li Zhishou walked calmly, not caring about the door behind him being closed, as if he was no longer interested in his own life.
There are generally two situations, either being numb and not caring, or having absolute self-confidence. Obviously, Li Zhishou falls into the latter category.
There is no silver here, and blue smoke is rising. The altar absorbs the resentment between heaven and earth, and is turned into a special force by the formation in the room.
Li Zhishou looked at the dark wooden window without saying anything. Suddenly, the door opened, the window opened, a gust of fishy wind blew, and a figure with disheveled hair rushed out.
The scream was like a wraith coming from hell, and it pounced on Li Zhishou. He raised his head, and his green face and fangs were so terrifying, with a bloody wind and a huge and shocking murderous intention.
This murderous intention is very strong. This murderous intention that once existed in the space has its own meaning. The person in front of him is not very strong, but he is determined to die.
Swish swish——
The man turned into pieces, and cyan liquid was scattered all over the floor. Li Zhishou continued to move forward, looking at the darkness in the room, and sighed: "After accepting the favor of the old man from the sky tomb, just do what you need to do, the evil heretics are also
I want to get my hands on something from China!"
Just when Li Zhishou was about to make a move, a cold voice suddenly came from inside, and he followed Bruh out, revealing his huge body, his eyes were red, and there was a shocking murderous intent.
An acquired vitality surrounded him, as if he had a life of his own. Bruch smiled and said: "What a fast sword, what a fast person."
Li Zhishou's face was calm and he did not answer, but frowned, but then he stretched out and looked at the dark corner of the room. There was a black altar suspended there, suspended and trembling, with streams of white air swirling in it.
"Thank you." Li Zhishou said calmly.
Bruch shook his head and said: "I know you are from the Holy Land and a very powerful person, but you can't kill me, or you don't dare to kill me."
Li Zhishou remained silent.
Bruch continued: "God's judgment is not wrong. Today, I will meet someone worthy of cooperation, and that person is you. You can shine the light of God on the earth."
Li Zhishou continued to remain silent.
Bruch smiled and was very satisfied with the current situation, because he felt that the Holy Land in the East was always proud and disdained the power of the West. He felt that he was the best in the world, but the people in front of him were very sensible and did not take action.
Bruch continued: "We can cooperate and get what we want. You know what I'm saying. Xijing City is getting more and more lively now. If we cooperate, there will be no harm."
Bruch's Chinese is very good and his accent is very pure, just like the most standard Mandarin in the north. His eyes flickered and he gasped: "You are a powerful seed player. This time you come and you want to get what's inside, but we just
I want those flowers next to me. It doesn’t conflict, right?”
Li Zhishou looked up, suddenly smiled, and said, "You are very confident."
Bruch laughed and said, "I always do."
"I only rely on myself." After saying that, Li Zhishou drew his sword and stabbed Bruch's heart, passing through many spaces and about to penetrate.
Bruch's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Li Zhishou to take action so suddenly. However, as a Paladin of the Dark Council, his strength is one of the best in the Western world, so he would not panic.
With a cold snort, Bruch showed a slight smile and said: "You are too impatient."
The whole villa lit up, and the huge formation was running. Bruch closed his eyes, and there was darkness behind him. Surrounded by a halo darker than the night, it turned into a winged dragon, opened his cold eyes, and shot out
Two icy rays of light penetrated the void.
But Bruch underestimated Li Zhishou. When the long sword touched the formation barrier, his face changed drastically and he lost his voice and said: "The Sword of Xuanming!"
The Sword of Xuanming!
It was a divine sword from hell, with an aura that made all the people restless. It was in Li Zhishou's hand. He drew the sword so fast, even faster than the formation time.
The formation couldn't match his speed at all. Following a wisp of blood flying, Bruh flew out, looked at the wound on his chest, then raised his head and said in a deep voice: "You are not that person..."
