At this moment, a cold murderous intention suddenly bloomed, making Li Yuanhua's heart skip a beat, and then, a fiery red sword light struck towards him.
Li Yuanhua suddenly focused his eyes, waved his sleeves and robes, and a wave of air hit the sword light, causing a violent impact.
"boom!"
The air wave exploded, Li Yuanhua's eyes were shaken, he stared at the dancing Ye Qinghuan and Ling Qingzhu, and said coldly: "Who are you?"
"Don't you want to kill me? Don't you know me?" Ye Qinghuan smiled lightly.
"Are you that Chinese warrior?" Li Yuanhua's expression suddenly changed slightly. He didn't expect that this Chinese warrior who left his disciple helpless was so young.
Ye Qinghuan said nothing and looked at Li Yuanhua calmly.
"Where are my disciples and Li Qianbo?" Li Yuanhua stared at Ye Qinghuan and said calmly.
"Dead, senior Li Yuanhua, they were all killed by this Ye Qinghuan, he is the devil, he must avenge us!"
At this time, Song Tianxiang actually climbed out of the villa. He used his hands to forcefully pull out the iron nails from the floor, but they were still stuck on his balls.
It hurt so much that he didn't dare to take it off.
"You killed my disciple!" Seeing Song Tianxiang's appearance, Li Yuanhua suddenly became angry, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
"Although Park Chunhao is a bit stupid and can't even deal with a Chinese warrior, he is my disciple after all. If you kill him, you must pay with your life!"
Ye Qinghuan did not speak, and sneered in his heart. He had never planned to let the other party go, so naturally he would not stop fighting. Regardless of whether he killed his disciple or not, the relationship between the two parties was the same.
"Since you have come to China, you should be buried here!"
Ye Qinghuan said calmly.
As soon as the Xuan Yan Sword was turned, hot lava suddenly flowed on the sword, and a fierce light was instantly released from the Xuan Yan Sword, bright and dazzling!
Xuan Yan Sword, cut!
With the gathering of spiritual power, Ye Qinghuan slashed down with his sword. The fiery red sword light, like a huge mountain peak, fell from the sky and slashed directly towards Li Yuanhua.
"Huh, what a small trick!"
Li Yuanhua was slightly shocked, but his expression remained unchanged and he mocked coldly.
His figure flashed, and then his sleeves and robes danced, and an iron rod suddenly appeared in his hand. He danced the iron rod in his hand, and immediately formed an internal force shield, and he was completely unscathed.
"call out!"
At this time, Ling Qingzhu actually moved and turned into a cyan afterimage. His sword danced and stabbed directly into the man's chest.
What a strong sword spirit!
Li Yuanhua was shocked. This beautiful woman's sword attack was so powerful!
His heart was shocked. These two young men were too powerful. There was no such powerful genius in the entire Goryeo, and there was no one even remotely comparable to them.
China, this ancient magical country, is indeed full of talented people.
Although his heart was shaken, Li Yuanhua showed no mercy in his hands. With a swing of his long stick, a powerful internal force suddenly struck Ling Qingzhu.
"clang!"
The sticks and swords were exchanged, and there was an exciting metallic symphony sound. Ling Qingzhu's pretty face suddenly changed slightly, and her body suddenly retreated.
"Hmph! Martial Emperor-level warriors don't know whether to live or die!"
Li Yuanhua snorted coldly, his body turned into a white shadow, and as fast as lightning, he hit Ling Qingzhu with his stick again.
Ling Qingzhu's expression finally changed. The innate warrior was too powerful. Whether it was speed or strength, he could crush the Martial Emperor-level warrior.
After all, her cultivation level is only that of an Intermediate Martial Emperor. She can still fight a high-level Martial Emperor, but as an innate warrior, it is a chasm that is difficult to overcome.
At this time, Ye Qinghuan finally moved, his figure rioted, and a surging spiritual power filled his body. He was extremely cold and punched directly towards Li Yuanhua.
The power of an innate warrior cannot be beaten head-on. She has already tried it.
Ye Qinghuan ignored him, his eyes were cold and calm, and he punched Li Yuanhua steadily with a roaring sound around him.
"Huh, looking for death!"
Li Yuanhua sneered, and the long stick erupted with a strong yellow light, which was the wood attribute spiritual vein.
"boom!"
After the fist and stick were handed over, a huge wave rolled in, like a huge wave in the sky, flying everything around directly. Song Tianxiang on the side had already hid in the villa.
Otherwise, this wave of air would be enough to lift him away.
Even Ling Qingzhu was frightened by the air wave and took a few steps back, dancing with his sword to resist the huge impact.
The strength of the innate warrior is so powerful! Ling Qingzhu suddenly felt worried, but then his eyes narrowed and he looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
Ye Qinghuan actually stood still, motionless, while Li Yuanhua actually took a dozen steps back during this fight.
"this--"
Ling Qingzhu was a little shocked. Ye Qinghuan's power was indeed beyond her expectation.
"Ye Qinghuan, are you already an innate warrior?" Ling Qingzhu shouted in surprise.
Ye Qinghuan turned his back to Ling Qingzhu and shook his head slightly.
He is not an innate warrior yet.
However, his strength far exceeds that of ordinary innate warriors. Li Yuanhua is nothing to him.
The Xuan Yan Sword returned to his hand, and the light bloomed. Ye Qinghuan's face was expressionless, and his cold and arrogant air rose to the sky. He held the long sword, frivolous and domineering, like a peerless sword god.
"So crazy!"
Ling Qingzhu looked at Ye Qinghuan's back, and her mind was slightly shaken. This ordinary warrior in her heart, who was originally an ordinary warrior in the world, completely overturned her mind.
"I wonder if he can fight Ling Feng and Linghu Tian now?"
"There is such a defiant young man in China. He is very good and powerful!" Li Yuanhua stared at Ye Qinghuan and said coldly, "It's a pity that if you meet me, you will definitely die today!"
"Ah--"
Ye Qinghuan chuckled.
Being so despised by Ye Qinghuan, Li Yuanhua's expression changed even more, and he said angrily: "I wonder if this so-called brat really thinks he can fight with me? I don't understand the power of an innate warrior at all!"
He took a step, and suddenly a powerful aura surged, a yellow light bloomed from his body, and then, a yellow handprint formed in the void.
"Inner strength is solidified!"
As a genius in the ancient world, Ling Qingzhu naturally knows that the most powerful method, or advantage, of an innate warrior is the condensation of internal energy, which almost forms a physical object. It is extremely powerful and cannot be resisted by ordinary warriors.
Therefore, no matter what kind of genius they are, they cannot leapfrog the challenge, because only the innate strong ones can solidify their internal energy. This move is almost a crushing method for the innate warriors.