"The sword intent is good, very beautiful."
Li Yunxiao smiled and praised, but he was also surprised in his heart. He could feel the opponent's strength was extremely strong, but he couldn't use it in this narrow space, and the opponent seemed to be afraid and didn't dare to make big moves.
Frost, the cold sword in his hand, emerged and stabbed out with a sword.
The speed of the sword is not fast, it seems to be an understatement like a martial arts practice.
But Yang Yuanshu's face changed drastically, showing extreme shock!
Under his dazzling sword style, the opponent actually saw through the flaw at once, and directly stabbed at the only weak point.
"Damn it!"
"boom!"
The long sword slashed directly on the flute from numerous moves, shaking Yang Yuanshu away.
Yang Yuanshu's face was horrified, and he saw that his flute was covered with a layer of ice, which was so cold to the bone.
He hurriedly operated Yuan Gong to disperse the cold air, and saw a deep mark cut off on his flute.
"this… !"
A feeling of disbelief and heartache surged up. His flute was strong enough to destroy gold and jade, and it was not inferior to ordinary sharp weapons. Ten thousand swords were hard to hurt.
But at this moment, he was cut in the face of an ordinary fight, so how could he not be heartbroken.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Yang Yuanshu himself is also a master of mystic arts, and has a very high attainment in the refining of mysterious weapons, so he was horrified all of a sudden.
Li Yunxiao said with a smile: "Don't be too curious as a human being."
Yang Yuanshu's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Give me back those three golden bones, and then they will have nothing to do with each other!"
Li Yunxiao opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Return? Don't you think this word is wrong? The golden bone is originally in this dragon's lair, but it has no owner. How did it become yours?"
Yang Yuanshu said angrily, "If I hadn't collected it with a wind bag, would you have taken it away so easily?"
"That's it...then this windbag will be returned to you."
Li Yunxiao turned his right hand, and the bag appeared in his hand, and he returned it to Yang Yuanshu, which was already empty.
Yang Yuanshu was furious, murderous intent appeared on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you really going to play with me? This is a rainy place, and you should know that if Long Wei finds out, no one will get out alive!"
Li Yunxiao sarcastically said: "Joke, you are pestering me now. Afraid of what Longwei will say, each of you will leave. The golden bone is a property without an owner, and whoever takes it will return it."
Yang Yuan's bookish face alternated between blue and white, that golden bone was extremely important to him, and there was absolutely no room for loss.
Moreover, in order to sneak into the rainy land this time, it can be said that the effort and energy spent are incalculable. If all previous efforts are wasted like this, I am afraid that I will be shot to death by the master when I go back.
"Make a condition!"
With a gloomy face, Yang Yuanshu gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you give me the golden bone, everything will be easy to talk about." He paused and added: "But don't go too far, this is a rainy place after all. If you go too far, I will I don't mind making the fish die and the net broken!"
Li Yunxiao said with a smile: "That's it, fine. Just answer a few questions for me, and if you don't hide anything, I can give you the three golden bones."
Yang Yuanshu was taken aback, and said, "Really?"
The simplicity of the conditions surprised him.
Li Yunxiao's eyes were slightly cold, and he said word by word: "Seriously."
"Then you can ask."
Yang Yuanshu became a little curious. After all, the two sides didn't know each other, so they could at most ask some questions about Yudi, such as how he got here.
Although this can be regarded as a secret, compared to those three golden bones, it is still worth paying.
Li Yunxiao said: "How did you get here?"
really.
Yang Yuanshu snorted softly, and said with a sneer, "Although Yudi is a forbidden area in the East China Sea, it is not a secret. I have the spatial coordinates of this place in my hand, and there are no fewer than ten. As for the tombs of the three golden bone dragon descendants, I also analyzed them early in the morning. Come out, the possibility of knowing existence is extremely high, as expected, all of them are within my expectations.”
Li Yunxiao nodded and said, "What's your master's name?"
Yang Yuanshu was shocked, his face changed drastically, and he said coldly: "This is not a question you should ask! I can tell you my own name, my name is Yang Yuanshu!"
Li Yunxiao sneered contemptuously: "How much is your name worth? I don't hear it at all. If you want the three golden bones, you should answer my question honestly. You and I are both alchemists, you should know My skill in art is not inferior to yours, so don't try to trick me."
Yang Yuan's bookish teeth chattered, but he was helpless, thinking: "I really can't answer this question, you should change it."
Li Yunxiao's eyes flickered, and he said in a concentrated voice: "You don't need to tell me, I will only guess once, you just need to judge me whether it is right or wrong."
Yang Yuanshu opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe it, and said in surprise: "Could it be that you can guess my master's heritage? Haha, it's too funny! Do you think my sword move just now is my master's heritage?"
Li Yunxiao ignored his sneer, and just said word for word: "Qiu Mujie!"
"Hey!"
Yang Yuanshu took a breath of cold air suddenly, his face was pale, he stared at Li Yunxiao in horror, and after a while he cried out: "You know me? Know my master?!"
The cold light on Li Yunxiao's face disappeared, revealing an unpredictable smile, and said coldly: "It really is him."
Regardless of Yang Yuanshu's astonishment, he continued to ask: "What is the relationship between your master and Wei Qing?"
Yang Yuanshu trembled all over, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart, and he screamed: "What are you talking about? What nonsense are you talking about? What do you know?!"
His face was almost distorted, and the murderous aura spread out, filling the entire dragon's lair!
Li Yunxiao raised a smile and said: "Oh? Seeing how excited you are, I probably understand. I'm afraid Wei Qing's relationship with your master is not in the light?"
He laughed at himself, and said, "It's no wonder that one is the chief executive of the sanctuary, and the other is a fugitive who was wanted by Huashenhai back then. It's really hard to get together."
Yang Yuanshu's face was distorted, and he said in a cold voice, "Who the hell are you?"
Li Yunxiao smiled and said, "I haven't finished asking my questions yet."
"No need to ask!"
With a wave of Yang Yuanshu's hand, a strong murderous aura surged out, and he shouted: "No matter who you are, you must die!"
With a flash of his body, the flute in his hand turned into a sharp sword again and charged forward.
And with his murderous intentions rising, he didn't care about suppressing his strength anymore, he just wanted to kill the opponent quickly, and don't let Longwei be attracted.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The two swords slashed together again, and made dozens of moves in a row, each of which made Yang Yuanshu feel great pain in his heart.
When he saw the smile on the corner of Li Yunxiao's mouth, and that slash that was as fast as a sword, he immediately understood that the other party did it on purpose!
"Whoa! Damn!"
Yang Yuanshu yelled angrily, but he was also horrified in his heart. A four-star Martial Emperor on the other side was able to forcibly resist the power of a seven-star Martial Emperor, and he was able to handle it with ease.
He backed away abruptly, looked at the flute in his hand, and almost vomited blood and passed out.
The flute that has been with it for decades has become full of potholes, and dozens of sword marks are shocking.
Li Yunxiao said with a smile: "Hey, what material is your flute made of? It's so solid."
Yang Yuanshu knew that the other party was deliberately provoking him, but he couldn't help but burst into anger. The murderous look in his eyes became colder and colder. He put the flute to his mouth and started playing it.
The sound of the flute hummed, rippling throughout the dragon's lair.
With the whimpering sound, the space continued to be in a trance, distorted into various shapes, unpredictable.
Li Yunxiao only felt that an extremely strong mental force was about to rush into his brain, and his eardrum seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, causing severe pain.
He was shocked in his heart, there were very few people who could compete with him in terms of spiritual power, Yang Yuanshu in front of him seemed unqualified, but he was able to display such a powerful flute sound, shaking his mind.
That flute is also something extraordinary.
Li Yunxiao was not in a hurry, and sat down cross-legged in the air, covering his whole body with mental power, and just defended just right.
This scene fell in Yang Yuanshu's eyes, thinking that the other party had lost the wind, he was overjoyed and played harder.
The entire space was under the control of his flute, and the surrounding layers of soil began to crumble, and the cracks spread in all directions.
Li Yunxiao is like a flat boat, floating in the wind and rain, but no matter how strong the wind and rain are, they can never overturn him.
Cold sweat oozes from Yang Yuanshu's forehead. If this continues, the tomb will collapse before the other party dies.
He was not afraid of the collapse of this place, but he was afraid that if the dragon guards were attracted, he would really go to the sky and fall to the ground, and there would be nowhere to escape.
"Eight tones shake the soul!"
A chill flashed in Yang Yuanshu's eyes, and as if he finally made up his mind, he poured all his energy into the flute, and directly blew out the eight-tone sound!
Suddenly there were countless piercing sounds from the flute, as if countless sharp knives were flying all over the sky, splitting the entire space into pieces, and this terrifying spiritual storm directly swept towards Li Yunxiao.
Li Yunxiao, who hadn't moved for a while, finally moved, but he just raised his hand lightly and made a seal.
One after another Maha ancient characters floated up from his body, forming a spiritual barrier.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The countless spiritual sharp blades transformed by the eight-tone soul-shocking supernatural power continued to cut and cut the spiritual world gods outside Li Yunxiao, but they could not be shaken at all.
Yang Yuanshu's face turned pale, and extreme shock appeared in his eyes.
Even a high-ranking Martial Emperor could not be so sure under his sonic attack.
He was horrified, knowing that he could no longer kill the opponent with this move.
The flute was slowly lowered from the mouth, and the surrounding soil layer began to make a subtle muffled sound, as if it began to break with a "bang bang bang".
Li Yunxiao suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a stream of cold sweat broke out from his pupils.
"when!"
A bell seemed to come from infinite centuries away, and it suddenly shook in the dragon's body.
As soon as Yang Yuanshu put down his flute and withdrew his soul power, he felt the spiritual coercion coming to his face, which was much stronger than his previous one!
Shocked, he hastily activated his soul power again, and blasted out with the same mental attack.
"boom!"
Yang Yuanshu only felt that his eardrums were bursting, he could not hear the sound of the outside world at all, and his mind became extremely heavy with a "buzz", and he spit out a big mouthful of blood on the spot, and flew out.