Luo Ji is extremely confident in his flying knife, because the inheritance he received is itself an extremely powerful and superior martial skill.
Relying on this elusive flying knife, he almost never encountered any opponent from the Tongxuan realm to Grandmaster Mingyou.
Even if he was facing the 'Demon King' Lu Li today, Luo Ji didn't think his flying knife would be defeated.
But what he never expected was that not only did his flying knife fail, but it also failed miserably without any suspense.
Even after he broke through the realm and improved the material of the flying knife by several levels, making it comparable to top-level treasure weapons and even stronger than some low-level spiritual weapons, it still looked like paper in front of the Peach Blossom Sword. Just as fragile.
The moment the flying knife was shattered, Luo Ji knew that he was definitely no match for Lu Li.
Even if the purple flying sword exuded a dangerous aura touched him even slightly, he would be seriously injured.
Maybe... he will die here.
With this thought flashing through his mind, Luo Ji almost ran away even harder, which was more 'real' than his escape action when he heard Lu Li's name just now.
It's a pity that the Peach Blossom Sword is too fast. This fact has been verified by countless strong people.
Among the strong men who died directly or indirectly under the Peach Blossom Sword, the weakest one was stronger than Luo Ji.
Trying to escape in front of this sword is simply wishful thinking.
Dangdangdangdang...
After a burst of crackling sounds like rain, all Luo Ji's flying knives had been released, and he himself had withdrawn a thousand feet away, completely away from the square where the battle had just broken out.
However, what made him despair was that the purple stream of light in front of him didn't even stop for a moment. After shattering countless flying knives, it still flew towards him, getting faster and faster, even faster than him. His thoughts were so fast that he didn't have any time to react.
Whoosh!
The Peach Blossom Sword roared into the sky, and almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Ji could already feel the sharp sword light stinging his eyebrows, his consciousness paused, and he began to close his eyes and wait for death.
Suddenly!
A giant hand shattered the void and knocked Luo Ji away, while at the same time grabbing the fierce Peach Blossom Sword.
A tooth-breaking sound of friction reverberated in the air. The Peach Blossom Sword and the giant hand made of pure Qi were fighting against each other. Countless Qi was shattering and dispersing, and the terrifying speed of the Peach Blossom Sword also slowed down.
Luo Ji was sent flying across a thousand feet and fell onto the square, setting off billowing dust and smoke.
He was injured and very embarrassed.
But none of that matters.
Most importantly, he didn't die.
Just a moment ago, he thought he was really going to die under Lu Li's sword, but the giant hand that suddenly shot out of the sky saved his life.
This feeling of walking between life and death was not pleasant, but the strong sense of gap gave Luo Ji endless luck.
He crawled out of the cracked shallow pit and looked up at the purple light formed by the Peach Blossom Sword restraining the giant hand, with doubts in his eyes.
"When did Wuzong gain a strong man that I don't recognize?"
As soon as Luo Ji had this idea, he found that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange.
Because no one else seemed to recognize who that strong man was.
But at this moment, Lu Li smiled and asked, "I wonder which great envoy of the divine religion you are?"
Click!
As he spoke, the giant hand shattered into pieces and turned into a mist of true energy.
The power of the Peach Blossom Sword had also reached its end. Lu Li recalled it with a slight thought, squinting at the figure slowly flying out of the mist of true energy.
Just judging by the breath cannot tell what level of strong the opponent is. But Lu Li was also very sure that this person was definitely not the 'Great Envoy' he had come into contact with.
Although he had only come into contact with three of the great envoys of the divine sect, except for the furious and unknown identity, Jiang Taohua, who represented the sorrow, and Jiang Huanjun, who represented the hatred, the identities and auras of these two people had no secrets at all in front of Lu Li.
"Lu Li, this sect has already imposed divine punishment on you, which means you have deviated from God's will. Stop now, there is still a chance of things turning around, otherwise you will definitely die if divine punishment comes again."
After the dense fog of true energy, the voices of men and women who could not be distinguished slowly floated out. Then the fog cleared, and a figure wearing a robe and a silver faceplate stood on the spot.
Lu Li squinted his eyes and observed the mask on the other person's face, trying to get some clues from the expression on the mask.
Although I don’t know the special rules of the great envoys of the divine sect, judging from the three great envoys I have come into contact with before, the masks of the great envoys of the divine sect seem to be related to certain emotions.
Pathos, hatred, rage, these are all negative emotions.
But the mask on this man's face showed complete indifference, even a hint of contempt.
"arrogant?"
After looking at this person for a few times, Lu Li curled his lips and said calmly: "What you call divine punishment is nothing more than an attack comparable to that of heaven. Even if you develop this aspect to the limit, it is only comparable to the attack of heaven." It is comparable to a heavenly being, but it is impossible to truly reach the level of a heavenly being. If you could, you would have sent out those monsters named 'Shen Guang' in full force, crushing them all the way and occupying the True Martial Realm."
"We are all sensible people. Stop talking nonsense like this. If you really want to persuade me to 'surrender', you might as well take off your mask and show some sincerity."
Speaking of this, Lu Li activated his increasingly powerful spiritual thoughts, and four long swords were lined up behind him, with the Peach Blossom Sword hovering beside his shoulder. Even though he seemed to be very polite and meant to negotiate, in fact he didn't let down his guard at all and might take action at any time.
The seemingly arrogant great envoy said nothing, tilted his head, looked at the still chilling masters of Wuzong, and said indifferently: "Why don't you take action to capture this traitor?"
The masters of Wuzong looked at each other in confusion. Finally, the old man reacted and said bravely: "Do it!"
"You have to think about it."
"If you take any further, you will lose your life."
Just when many masters were about to obey the order and go to capture Lu Li, Lu Li suddenly turned his head and glanced at them.
That cold look in his eyes immediately caused many masters to hesitate.
They thought of this young man's 'legend'. In recent days, the bloodbath in Yanzhou has been spreading almost throughout the Tiantian Holy Kingdom.
The name "Demon King" Lu Li is definitely not a joke. The smell of blood behind it even vaguely surpasses that of the divine religion.
After all, the Divine Religion has not penetrated the Wuzong for a long time, and not every grandmaster is willing to be the lackey of the Divine Religion. More often than not, they had to accept the expedient of solicitation just for their own lives.
The biggest weakness of this kind of recruitment is that once a strong person appears that scares them more than the divine religion, the little 'loyalty' they have in the first place will collapse instantly.
Seeing that they were beginning to hesitate, the old man couldn't help but said angrily: "Do you want Wuzong to be destroyed!"
"Haven't you already witnessed the power of Holy Light Pope with your own eyes?"
He knew that these masters were afraid of Lu Li's strength and reputation, so he immediately moved out the 'Shenguang Sect', a powerful existence that could show heaven-level combat power.
This is also the main reason why the masters like Wuzong are willing to submit.
They have seen how terrifying the Holy Light Pope is, and have also seen with their own eyes what kind of unimaginable damage the heavenly-level combat power can cause. After a little reflection on themselves, if they face an attack of this level, they may not even be able to breathe. If you can't hold on, you will be turned into ashes by that terrible force.
"The divine light is just a monster. As long as it is not stared at, even the Immortal Realm can break through its defense. Cooperating with a grandmaster to steal its core flesh and blood, this monster can be turned into waste immediately. , if the Divine Religion uses such inferior methods to control you, then I will really be disappointed in Wuzong."
Lu Li sneered: "How is it possible in this world that there is a celestial-level combat power that can be created without paying any price? With celestial-level combat power, but without the qualities of a celestial-level, a defective product like Shen Guang can't It can only deceive people who have no knowledge."
After a pause, Lu Li looked at the masters indifferently: "And I want to remind you that the Shenguang Pope is not here. He can't kill you, but I can."
"If I were you, just pretend that nothing happened, turn around and leave silently, or if you are interested in watching the battle, I wouldn't mind either."