Because Qiu Yu appeared in the image of an orc wearing a tiger head mask, and her voice changed, Nangong Luo didn't recognize her at all, and wanted to reason with her, but she didn't expect that he was here for revenge, so how could she let it go?
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In other words, it was time to make unreasonable troubles. Qiu Yu and the other three orcs, in full view of the public, yelled unscrupulously, "You idiot, don't talk nonsense like that. If you don't have any good things from the Nangong family, you will default on the debt. Shang Yi
The Hongyuan can find women on credit."
"It's obviously just a nest of snakes and rats, and you kid is no joke."
"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't return your skills and martial arts skills, believe it or not, I will skin you..."
Such insults did not save any face at all, making Nangong Luo furious. The veins on his neck bulged, his fists were clenched, anger burst out of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You beasts dare to disturb the old age, then fine, I will
The leader will help you all, come to me and destroy them."
With an order, hundreds of Yushan sect members shouted, "Kill..." and then rushed forward crazily, launching a siege again, using many sharp edges to chop the enemy into pieces.
Qiu Yu and the others were not vegetarians either. There was a fierce light in their eyes, earth-shattering roars coming out of their mouths, and they also went on a killing spree.
Three figures were scurrying back and forth in the crowd, as ferocious as crazy monsters. Wherever they went, members of the Yushan Sect splattered with blood, screamed miserably, and fell down one after another.
The open space turned into a hell on earth, filled with the smell of blood, and looked extremely terrifying!
On the top of the building, Nangong Luo and Li Fulai, who were watching the battle, had shocked expressions on their faces. They both saw that the people coming were all strong men above the Fusion Realm. Many members of the Yushan Sect were still at first.
It was quite fierce, but some of my companions were obviously frightened after suffering serious injuries, and their momentum was lacking. Many of them were just bluffing and did not dare to step forward.
Nangong Luo's face was covered with black lines. As his wrists shook, a sword appeared in his hand. He turned around and said, "Brother Li, Yushan has suffered a disaster. Only by taking action can we defeat the enemy. Thank you for your help."
After coming to Yushan for a few days, Li Fulai was eating, drinking and having fun like a god. He had no scruples at all and was very happy. Now that the Yushan sect is in trouble, he naturally will not stand idly by. At the same time, he also feels that he has the strength. After all, he comes from the seven major sects.
Fengminggu, one of the sects, is a senior mid-level soul-melting powerhouse who is about to be promoted to the late-stage level. He has great martial arts skills. How can an ordinary casual cultivator be his opponent?
There was almost no pressure. The old guy nodded and said lightly: "Brother Nangong, don't worry, I will turn the tide and save the Yushan Sect from dire straits."
After a few days of getting along, the two of them became brothers and sisters.
These words gave Nangong Luo some reassurance. He felt more confident and felt that he was far-sighted. Thanks to his previous trip to Fengming Valley to pay homage to the mountain, he brought this strong man back. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous. He could do it alone.
With so much power, how can he fight against three strong orcs?
Finally heaving a sigh of relief, Nangong Luo said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Brother Li, for your generous act. I will never forget this great kindness in my life."
"You don't have to be polite, brother, let's see how I deal with these young people." Li Fulai tapped his toes, jumped up suddenly, his fingers shook, and a huge copper cymbal flew out of the ring, spinning continuously.
It flew out, swaying with an extremely cold golden edge, and rushed towards the tiger-headed orc with a devastating momentum, intending to cut it into two pieces.
Decades of cultivation is certainly no small matter, and now the splitting cymbal is even more unstoppable, more domineering than what Qiu Yu had seen before in Fengming Valley.
Looking back on the past, Qiu Yu's strength is still far behind. When he saw the battle between Li Fulai and Hong Caixia that day, he felt dazzled and shocked. However, now he has also reached the middle stage of Fusion Soul, and finally has the ability to follow him.
The opportunity for a head-on confrontation with the old guy doesn't seem so scary.
In just two or three years, the once humble young man was transformed into a strong man. This journey was very difficult, but it was also very rewarding.
Amid the roar, Qiu Yu did not dodge at all, choosing to fight head-on. He wanted to see how far apart he was from the senior expert from Fengming Valley. He jumped into the air with great agility and swung the funeral ax from his chariot.
In the past, the black edge that swayed like waves also had a majestic power that shook the world and made ghosts and gods weep.
When they met on a narrow road, an old man and a young man made extremely fierce moves, refusing to give in to each other. Like needles facing each other, the two forces swarmed in and collided suddenly in the air, making an earth-shattering sound.
"Bang!"
The sharp edge surged, and energy fluctuations filled the sky. Both Qiu Yu and Li Fulai, under the strong reaction force, involuntarily stepped back. They felt their arms were numb and the breath in their bodies was churning. They couldn't help but be surprised by the strength of the other party.
Especially Li Fulai, it was unbelievable. He didn't expect that the tiger-headed orc's skill was almost the same as his, not weaker at all. It was really unbelievable.
Even so, he felt that the other party would definitely be outmatched. Even if their skills were comparable, he was from Fengming Valley and had practiced endless high-level martial arts. The orc was probably the most powerful in terms of skills. How could he compare with him in other aspects?
Thinking of this, Li Fulai was refreshed and roared loudly: "Damn it, let's see how long you can hold on..."
Now that they were fighting, a look of arrogance flashed in Qiu Yu's eyes. It turned out that the old guy who was like a god in the past was just like this. He was afraid of hair. He said more and more arrogantly: "Stop bragging, you can continue if you have the guts."
"I'll destroy you... the soul-chasing wheel!" In a rage, Li Fulai struck the killer with pain. When the ape's arms stretched, his five fingers spread out, and the sky-splitting cymbals in the air suddenly flashed, and the golden light swayed into five shapes.
A copper cymbal with a diameter of more than one foot, with an edge as sharp as a knife, rotated rapidly in different directions and criss-crossed at an incredible speed.
It seems that the old guy is really capable and should not be underestimated! His eyes became solemn, Qiu Yu shook his right hand, and the Sangmen ax passed through the air. Black spiritual power poured out continuously, forming a defense system like an iron barrel,
His whole body was wrapped in it, it was extremely thick and impregnable.
The golden wheels came suddenly and landed on the huge black barrels, some horizontally, some vertically, and some diagonally, making a series of sounds.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
These murderous weapons were so violent that they were cut into a huge barrel that was made of steel, causing cracks and an explosion.
"boom!"
In the deafening explosion, the broken gold and black edges mixed with each other and shot toward the surroundings. Both the golden wheel and the giant barrel were all reduced to ashes and disappeared.
Suddenly, a giant black python appeared out of the smoke. It had a blood-red crown on its head and its body was covered with faint scales. It rushed towards Li Fulai with its bloody mouth open, but it was Qiu Yu who launched a counterattack.