Mr. Li San also realized that he was gradually falling into a crisis. He was not surprised but happy, and said with a rare smile: "Finally I have met a similar opponent, and I can have a good fight!"
In the Langya Galaxy, the ancestors of the Li family and Qin Changkong are much stronger than him, and the other ancestors will never fight against him. The other monks under the ancestors of the aristocratic family are not his opponents, so Mr. Li has been keeping his head down.
When practicing swordsmanship, he had no chance to compete with similar monks, which also caused his ranking on the Heavenly Ranking to remain at the bottom without much improvement.
At this time, the battle against the five masters was actually very enjoyable.
The master of Shangshan Pavilion, the master of Jinye Temple, etc. were all secretly horrified in their hearts. Young Master Li fought against five of their monks with one manpower. He had been supporting them for so long without showing any signs of retreat. It was simply unbelievable. You must know that on Qianhan Star,
Department, these five of them are all top-notch strong men. Only the Lord of Tianyun City can't say that they can fight, and they dare to fight with other monks.
But now, the strength of Young Master Li is clearly superior to any of their monks.
The master of Shangshan Pavilion couldn't help but take the time to glance at Wu Yidao. This guy has been brewing the intention of the sword since he made the first strike, and has been delaying the second strike. Although it has caused a certain restraint on Mr. Li San,
It's still worse than him taking decisive action.
"You bastard, you should hurry up and use the sword!" Yao Yuan did not have the scheming intention of the master of Shangshan Pavilion. He felt that it was not pleasing to his eyes, so he directly cursed.
Wu Yidao snorted coldly, and in the next moment, the sword flew out of his hand again, heading straight for Mr. Li San's face!
"Well done!" Mr. Li San shouted loudly, and the Ten Thousand Zhang Hongxia Sword suddenly lit up, "With the sword intention from all directions, the sky is filled with flying clouds!"
Qin Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "This knife was taken too early."
"Ah!" Yao Yuan was the first to exclaim. At that moment, his lightning was overwhelmed by the glow. When he was about to retreat, a ray of glow passed through his chest and was cut into two parts.
Dozens of treasure lights lit up in front of the master of Shangshan Pavilion, but all the defensive magic weapons on his body were automatically activated to resist the glow. The master of the Golden Leaf Temple also connected seals, and one big hand seal flew out one after another.
Blocked Young Master Li San's attack.
The head of the Su family smiled miserably, and had no choice but to face him with his sword. He blocked the glow with one of his arms in exchange for a glimmer of life. He stepped back and finally recovered a name.
But Wu Yidao's sword only scratched Mr. Li San's cheek.
Mr. Li San also saw that Wu Yidao's sword was struck too early, not at the right time, and could not block his escape route. He was also a man of skill and courage, so he simply did not parry, but took the opportunity to strike with his sword, killing him.
After killing Yao Yuan and deposing the head of the Su family, he just turned his head to avoid the knife.
If he hadn't been prepared for Wu Yidao's attack, Master Li San could have killed the enemy with the Shifang Sword Intent. But he had to concentrate on guarding against Wu Yidao, so he couldn't use it 100%. Now that Wu Yidao had taken action, there was nothing he could do.
Terrified.
When Wu Yidao flew out, he knew something was wrong. When he retracted the sword's light, his face had turned pale. He took two steps back and murmured: "I am not your opponent."
He is known as Yi Dao, and he changed his name to Wu Yida. Now in this battle, he has fired two swords in a row, but neither sword hit him. In fact, no matter how thick-skinned he is, his Taoist heart will still be strong.
Be shaken.
Young Master Li snorted and said, "If the four of them weren't blocking you, I would have struck you with a sword."
Wu Yidao's face turned red and he roared angrily: "Although I am not your opponent, I must avenge the murder of my brother! Even if I risk my life, I will kill you!"
The true energy in his body swarmed out and attacked Master Li San like crazy. One after another sword energy chopped Wanbao Tower into pieces. Thanks to the nearby monks who occasionally stepped in to block the sword energy, he did not let go.
Wanbao Tower collapsed.
Mr. Li San blocked his attack with a cold expression. When Wu Yidao gathered his sword intent and unleashed a shocking strike, he was still a bit threatening. Now with such a random attack, how could he be Mr. Li's opponent?
The master of Shangshan Pavilion and the master of Jinye Temple also knew that it was not good, but they had no choice but to follow up and fight against Mr. Li San with Wu Yidao.
The head of the Su family used his true energy to seal his wound, but the arm was directly crushed to pieces by Xiaguang, and it was impossible to take it back and reattach it.
He was angry and anxious. The loss of his right arm meant that he lost 70% of his magical powers. Not only did he fall out of the ranks of top monks, but he was also afraid that he would be ostracized when he returned home.
He couldn't help but said angrily: "Aren't the monks in Tianyun City not taking action? They encouraged us to do this, but I want to be alone? There is no way!"
Lin Haogen's face changed slightly when he heard what he said. The other monks were also shocked, vaguely guessing something from the words of the head of the Su family.
Lin Hao clapped his hands angrily and said: "The guards of Wanbao Tower are listening to the order. There are thieves who have stolen magic weapons and put them in Wanbao Tower for sale. This is a naked insult to our Wanbao Tower! Let's work together to help the master of Shange Pavilion catch the thief.
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Upon hearing this, the guards of Wanbao Tower jumped into the arena one after another, and were about to take action when they saw more than a dozen sword lights flying out of the sky, splitting them all in half.
Lin Hao's expression changed drastically. Young Master Li's strength was beyond his imagination. Even though he was surrounded by three powerful men, he still killed more than ten guards of Wanbao Tower in the blink of an eye.
And that damn Qin Lang was still standing aside watching the show leisurely, without any anxiety at all.
He couldn't help but look at Uncle Yuan beside him.
His own level is not up to the level of the master of the Shangshan Pavilion. Top monks like the master of the Golden Leaf Temple will die in battle. Only Uncle Yuan, a strong man, is not weak in terms of cultivation strength.
It is even worse than the Master of Shangshan Pavilion.
Uncle Yuan sighed and said: "This matter was already wrong when it was first done."
He also knew in his heart that the thief and the master of Shangshan Pavilion originally had the Wuxiang Jie Rope. They were all made by his nephew. Originally, according to his idea, Wanbao Tower wanted to take the Wuxiang Jie Rope.
, just auction it directly. With Tianyun City as a big backer, no one can rob them.
However, what Lin Hao wanted was not just the Wuxiang Tribulation Rope, he also wanted Qin Lang's life, so he still colluded with the master of Shangshan Pavilion and made such a show.
Now that this drama has collapsed, he can't do anything even if he doesn't take action.
Thinking of this, Uncle Yuan could only walk out slowly and said: "You two came to my Wanbao Tower to deceive me and killed my Wanbao Tower guards. You are going against Tianyun City. I can only take action to capture you two."
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Qin Lang glanced at him and sneered: "Who is deliberately deceiving, who wants to kill someone, you have to think carefully."
Uncle Yuan paused for a moment, then walked out and said calmly: "Mr. Qin, I don't want to attack you, so you'd better stop resisting, right?"
Qin Lang smiled and said: "You want to take action against me?"
Uncle Yuan said: "Let your followers stay at ease and I won't kill you, otherwise I will take action against you."
In Uncle Yuan's view, Qin Lang is only powerful because of the follower Li San Gong. His own cultivation is completely weak. Instead of joining in to fight Li San Gong, it is better to take down Qin Lang as his master first. Li San Gong will naturally
There is no choice but to restrain one's hands.
However, there was no panic on Qin Lang's face. Instead, he smiled slightly and said: "Are you sure you want to take action against me? You are still a little weak."
Uncle Yuan narrowed his eyes and couldn't figure out how Qin Lang could have such a loud tone.
"Mr. Qin, don't be so harsh, I don't want to kill you." Uncle Yuan said calmly.
Everyone saw that Uncle Yuan was going to attack Qin Lang himself, and they all felt a sense of disdain in their hearts. They clearly saw that Qin Lang was just a low-level monk, but Uncle Yuan did not dare to go against Mr. Li San, but he came to bully the small and bully the weak.
To deal with Qin Lang, all the monks present could not stand it.
However, Uncle Yuan represents Tianyun City, and it occupies the truth. It is difficult for everyone to say more, but no one thinks that Qin Lang can escape from Uncle Yuan's hands.
"Oh, it doesn't matter how powerful my followers are? Your own strength is ultimately yours." (To be continued)