The two deacons of Zhen Tianzong, one left and the other, one sword and one palm, split and attack together. The invisible fierce sword aura and vigorous palm wind engulfed a huge murderous intent, and covered his face, blowing Li Ji's black hair to its roots.
Li Ji knew that his opponent was too strong, and the Huaxia Blade swiftly turned, stomped on the ground with his feet, and rushed towards a nearby low wall.
He had surveyed a long time ago, and there are more than a dozen houses behind the low wall. The terrain is very complicated, which is conducive to hiding.
These two deacons stomped their feet at the same time, and the blue flames rose all over their bodies, and they scattered on the ground one after another, forming a circle of ripples, rippling around, spreading into a halo several feet in diameter.
Immediately the color changed drastically, turning into nine-color fluorescence. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, gold and silver, nine colors change, appearing alternately.
This is the coercion of the repairer!
There are a few rings of coercive halo under the feet of Cultivation, which represents his level of cultivation. The color of the halo covering the practitioner's body represents his level of cultivation.
The two deacons had a cyan halo around them, and a nine-colored halo stood under their feet. It shows that their cultivation bases are both at the ninth stage of the foundation period.
Coercion is a weapon for the strong to suppress the weak. Once enveloped by coercion, the weak will be confined by space and cannot escape with wings!
The base building period is one level higher than the gas refining period, and coercion is absolute suppression!
Li Jidun felt that his body was extremely stagnant, his speed was instantly halved, and his body could not accurately jump to the top of the wall. With his foot on the air, he hit the low wall and slammed the dust on the wall down.
A deacon with a big beard said loudly: "That sword is powerful. Everyone uses hidden weapons or magical weapons to kill this one directly!"
The cultivators of the Zhentianzong agreed, and all kinds of hidden weapons and magical instruments were overwhelming, and they bombarded the past like rain. The low wall instantly shattered into dust, smoke and dust everywhere, yellow dust covered the sky, and no one was seen on the opposite side, as if the end had come.
After a full stick of incense passed, everyone gradually stopped the attack.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, I saw a man in the core area curled up in the dust, covered with various flying knives, iron tribulus, ice magic artifacts and the like, and became a hedgehog.
How does this person wear Zhentianzong's costume
The bearded deacon found that the situation was not right, and blasted the corpse over with a palm of his hand, revealing his face. He was indeed a disciple of Zhentianzong during the Qi Refining Period!
There was a burst of exclamation immediately when the crowd was neutral.
The bearded deacon was furious: "What's the matter! What the hell is this..."
Before he finished speaking, the crowd exclaimed again.
Suddenly a person next to him fell to the ground, his eyes rolled white, and his body twisted in pain. Look closely at the other deacon.
Although the bearded deacon couldn't figure out what happened, he didn't hesitate, and his figure swiftly flew to the side, holding the sword in his hand, fully releasing the pressure.
At the same time, he turned his head and looked back, but did not find Li Ji.
"You really came in this direction!"
The bearded man suddenly heard a clear and cold voice behind him.
Before he could turn around, he felt a chill in his heart, and a long sword with bright yellow radiance came out from his heart. In an instant, the inner breath rushed outwards, and the true energy was like water vapor in the bursting water pipe in the middle of winter, and a white mist rose in front of him.
He opened his mouth twice without making any sound, and he lost his vitality.
Li Ji has inherited several spells, one of which is transposition. You can swap places with someone instantly.
The requirements for activation are not high, as long as the cultivation base is one level higher than the target person, it can be done.
But with his current physical condition, he is completely unsuitable for launching this kind of spell. However, his life is at stake and he can't care about it, so he can only take a risk!
Li Ji cleverly chose the Zhentianzong disciple behind the two deacons. Eventually the spell was launched successfully.
He quietly appeared behind one of them, launched a surprise attack when a group of monks were shocked, and succeeded in one fell swoop.
Then he quickly figured out a position, taking advantage of Rencong's second exclaim, quickly walked over and waited.
In just three breathing times, he leapfrogged and killed two Zhen Tianzong deacons. The cultivation base of these two people is a level ten steps higher than him!
Li Ji stood proudly in mid-air, like a demon god, the Chinese blades crossed out, three or four feet long bright yellow sword light split horizontally and horizontally, Zhentianzong cultivator was plowed into a dozen ravines in an instant, and more than a hundred cultivators were sworded. Light slashed flesh and blood.
The Deputy Sect Master and the two highest cultivation bases were all killed. These people didn't even have the heart to seize the sword, and their lives were important, and they fled in all directions.
Li Ji was slightly relieved when he saw that, he spouted blood, and fell on his back.
Before going into a coma, he tried to condense his consciousness, and he found that the space around his body was distorted and changed, and he felt soft and soft when he fell to the ground.
This is my own bed.
Crossed back again!
But I don't know if Xueyi is still angry!
…
"Spit so much blood!"
"Wake up quickly, don't scare me!"
"Brother Li Ji, you wake up soon, Xiaoyi can't show it to you..."
I don't know how long it took, a young girl's cry sounded in her ears.
Li Ji reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Xueyi's eyes red, shaking himself vigorously.
"Ah! You are finally awake, the ambulance will be here soon!"
Li Ji shook his head with difficulty: "Let the ambulance go back. Western medicine is useless. You have to treat it yourself."
Xueyi was puzzled: "Last time there was no money, and your injury was not too serious, this was just a random treatment."
Li Ji smiled and said, "I listened to my brother's... and still treated like that..." After speaking, his consciousness became blurred, and he passed out again.
…
When Li Ji woke up again, the curtains had been drawn in the room, the light was dim and dim, and there was an elegant fragrance in the air, ethereal and misty, if there was nothing.
He didn't cling to himself, lying on his back.
Xueyi was wearing a light green nurse's suit and was doing massage for him.
This kind of nurse's uniform has a sentimental nature, and the size is moderate, which outlines the various curvatures of her body very gracefully.
She is usually covered by a large school uniform, and she really can’t see that the place that should be big is very big for this little girl, and the place that should be upturned is so big that her body is so good that she bursts, even compared to the blood lotus girl Yun Xueyao, not much. yield.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stunned, and secretly said: Strange, why does he always compare Xueyi with Yun Xueyao
Xueyi seemed to feel his fiery gaze, looked up, and whispered softly: "I asked my mother, if you are in a situation like you, there is no doubt that you will die. But he was saved by me. This life-saving grace, what is Brother Li Ji's plan? Repay Xiaoyi?"
Li Ji's face collapsed, he sighed, and Gu Ying felt sorry for himself: "There is no longer anything underneath. If the girl is struggling hard, I have to agree with her body!"
Xueyi snorted, "You obviously have long objects, why do you still say that you don't have long objects?"
After all, she's a little girl, she didn't even notice that she was routine.
Seeing Li Ji's weird smile, Xueyi frowned and thought about it seriously. Suddenly the pretty concubine blushed, and she sniffed and grabbed a silk scarf, covering his face:
"You are really not a good person, you are not allowed to look at me!"