Luofengpo, on the competition ground in the village.
Li Jinbao was dressed as a scholar, gently swaying his feather fan, and walked slowly and unhurriedly to the opposite side of Li Tao.
Facing the bloodthirsty look on Li Tao's face, Li Jinbao still laughed and said.
"As a young scholar, Li Jinbao is asking for some advice from the deacon. I hope you can give me some advice."
Li Tao looked at Li Jinbao, who was chatting and laughing in front of him, and then at Li Zhaocai, Li Meng, and others who were standing next to Wang Dalu, and his fear of Wang Gang, the Baron of Wolong City, increased.
He didn't expect that Wang Gang could have such means to gather so many experts and have these people at Wang Dalu's side.
Fortunately, today there are experts sent by Li Qingmei, the daughter of Li Guanghou, to help, otherwise they may really return without success.
Li Tao threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart and asked Li Jinbao.
"Don't you use weapons, Your Excellency?"
"This feather fan is your weapon."
Li Jinbao's answer made Li Tao pause, and his right hand sucked the heavy iron sword from the hand of the sword boy behind him like a hurricane absorbing water, and said with a solemn face.
"This sword is two and a half inches thick and about four feet long. It is sharp and fierce and indestructible. It is named Wu Guo."
The two were silent for a moment, and then began to use their own methods to test each other.
Wang Dalu stared at both sides on the building platform and said anxiously.
"How come the fight between these two was not as fierce as when Li Zhaocai faced off against the enemy just now?"
After that, he looked at Old Turtle and asked.
"Is this a showdown between masters of the Tibetan Realm?"
The old turtle shook his head.
"My king, don't be anxious. The two of them are just testing each other's strength. At a certain time, they will start to truly show their respective strengths to fight."
Li Tao tried various temptations, but Li Zhaocai easily resolved them. He knew that the opponent's strength was definitely not inferior to his own, and to avoid long nights and dreams, he decided not to test again but to fight with all his strength.
Li Tao took a long and slow breath, and guided Wugou with the sword skills in his left hand. The thick sword was suspended in the air, and the fire light on the sword shot towards Li Jinbao. The sound of piercing the air was heard endlessly.
Li Jinbao suppressed his smile at this time. Facing the speeding Wushou flames, he mobilized his whole body's vitality, dropped his feet heavily, stretched out his right feather fan, and shouted: "Broken!" like bursts of thunder.
When Wang Dalu heard the tremolo, his eyes widened and he looked at the fighting field below in disbelief.
The suspended red fire sword and Li Jinbao's feather fan swayed opposite each other, and the collision of vitality between the two actually caused a change in the surrounding airflow.
The two vital energies, one cold and one hot, constantly stirred up the surrounding air to criss-cross the surrounding air. Some of the dandy boys who were closer were sweating profusely and their eyebrows were ruined. Others were as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with a layer of ice condensing under their feet and unable to move.
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Wang Dalu was about a hundred feet away, and he could clearly feel the excitement of the ice and fire world, not to mention the people who were thirty or forty feet away from the center of the battle.
"This, this..."
Wang Dalu looked at Old Turtle pointing in the direction of the battle with trembling fingers and murmured to himself.
"Haha, my king, do you think their fight is still interesting to watch now?"
"Okay, okay, great!"
Wang Dalu didn't expect that the embryonic realm, which was only one level higher than the Yuan Duan realm, could be so powerful.
If the battle between masters in the Yuan Yuan realm is like a baby learning to walk, then the battle in the embryonic realm is like a teenager running.
"What about the Ningxu Realm? The Mayfly Realm?"
Wang Dalu kept thinking about these differences in realms and found that he was eager to gain power now more than ever.
"Old Turtle, this matter has been settled. All matters in the North District will be managed by brothers Li Jinbao and Lu Mi. I have decided to retreat and practice Taoism. I will never come out to take charge unless I pass the Huahuang Dan Yuan Qi."
"That's how it should be."
Wang Dalu suddenly remembered what his father Wang Gang told him the night before he left.
When he reaches the level of Wuzong, he will ask Old Man Gui for an ancient artifact that belongs to their family. When the time comes, Old Man Gui will explain everything to him and let him relax and wait.
"Old Turtle, I know that you and my father are hiding something from me, and I also know that this is a big deal. Otherwise, how could you, a great cultivator from the third level of the world, follow me to this Nanshan Mountain to suffer?
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Old Man Turtle looked at the former Wolong City Yamen in front of him, now the North District Deacon, and sighed.
"My moral character is not high, not high. It's not hard for you to come here, it's not hard."
"I have now reached the peak of the martial arts realm, and I feel a faint sense of breakthrough. As you said last time, the reason why I broke through so quickly is because of the strong power of my bloodline, and the little witch named Su Daji used it at that time.
While the fox fire vitality tortured me, it also broadened my meridians, bones and blood."
"Well, that's right. Misfortunes come with blessings."
"Old Turtle, I know you have a lot of treasures hidden in your body. Even the legendary and extremely rare Wild Pill, do you have it in your hands?"
Wang Dalu looked at Old Turtle being silent, pretending to be confused, and said again.
"I can tell you that the desolate elixir for my transformation must be prepared in advance, and it must be the best. I will not look down on the bad ones. Don't fool me by pretending to be good this time."
The old turtle avatar thought of something again, and he was silent for a moment and whispered.
"Keep it ready. I've been keeping it ready. It's been waiting for thousands of years."
A scream of "Ah!" came, breaking Wang Dalu's words.
I saw red lights suddenly appear on the field, white lights surging and colliding with each other, splashing countless flames and ice condensed by vitality, and bursting out towards the people around them.
Many people were affected and fell to the ground screaming in pain.
I don't know when the four-sided platform was also affected, and a corner was cut off.
Li Zhaocai shouted to Li Jinbao on the court, wondering why his brother Li Jinbao always only defended but did not attack.
Li Zhaocai could tell that Li Tao was also a master in the embryonic realm, but Jueji was no match for his brother.
Li Jinbao ignored Li Zhaocai's shouts and still stayed within three feet of him, resisting Li Tao's attack with ease.
Opposite Li Jinbao, Li Tao's blood was already boiling. During this period, he had been concentrating all his energy on the Wugou Sword. However, the Wugou Heavy Sword, which had always been indestructible, was bitten by the opponent's cold energy, making it difficult to move.
After firing dozens of sharp flying swords in succession to no avail, Li Tao gradually realized that he was no match for Li Jinbao. Li Jinbao was obviously delaying time by only defending but not attacking.
"Does the other party have any backup plans?"
Li Tao was also inexplicably anxious. Taking advantage of the flying sword, he nodded slightly towards the old man in purple clothes in the crowd.
The old man in purple clothes was originally the right-hand man of Li Qingmei, the daughter of Li Guanghou, and he didn't care much about Wang Ning's suggestion of using force to determine the outcome.
In his opinion, among Wang Dalu's men, only Li Jinbao was considered useful, and the others were nothing to be afraid of.
However, there was one person who caught his attention, and that was the old man in dark green Taoist robes who stood with Wang Dalu on the building platform.
At first, the man in purple thought that Old Turtle was just an ordinary person without the energy fluctuations of a Taoist master, but he always felt that there was a hint of majesty reflected in Old Turtle's casual eyes.
However, this absurd idea was quickly overturned by him. Although the entire Eastern Wilderness is big, the truly powerful people are all the heads of the major families, the elders of the major sects, and the powerful people of the major courts. How can anyone be willing to stay there?
Beside this little playboy.
If Li Qingmei hadn't strictly ordered him to follow Li Tao's instructions when he came and not to act rashly, otherwise the man in purple would have captured Wang Dalu alive and returned to recover.
When the man in purple saw Li Tao nodding to him, he knew it was time to adopt a strategy of capturing Wang Dalu alive.
Wang Dalu was watching the battle between Li Jinbao and Li Tao attentively when he suddenly heard a sultry laugh.
"Little baby, don't say that I bully the small ones, hehe!"
Amid the surprised gazes of countless people in the audience, a black shadow held a long green sword, which turned into a streak of silver light and struck directly towards Wang Dalu with the force of thunder and wind.
At this critical moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from the air.
"How dare you, old man!"
Under the scorching sun, a rough ore figure suddenly appeared, and a boundless coercion emanated from that figure, as if the ancient god of war had come to earth.