Li Ji glanced at Yu Qi with regret in his tone: "Vice Sect Master Duanmu, it seems that your young boss is forcing you to die!"
Duanmukai looked sad, and it took a long time to raise his head, revealing firm eyes: "Master Ji, please let go of a fight!"
After he finished speaking, he leaped up and punched his chest, and in an instant an unmatched force rolled out.
Li Ji also leaped up and threw his fist, confronting him with his fist.
Bang!
After a loud noise.
Duanmukai remained still, his face flushed, and then he spouted a mouthful of blood.
Li Ji was shaken back, and slid back more than ten feet in the air, but his body suddenly stopped. He immediately went up, raised his right fist, and hit it hard.
Head-to-head fighting skills like the two of them consumed the true qi in the body the most, and each confrontation could consume 10%, or even more.
However, the system in Li Ji's body can continuously provide heaven and earth aura. Although it takes time to transform Dantian Qi to sea, it can recover about half of it within a few breaths. The two of them have similar cultivation skills, and this half is an absolute advantage!
Duanmukai gritted his teeth, crossed his arms in front of him, and fought with all his strength.
With a loud bang, the ground under Duanmukai's feet collapsed, sinking into the soil below his waist.
Li Ji's fist hit again, but when he was a few feet away from his cheek, he stopped abruptly, and Juli went around behind his head, smashing the hairpin into several segments, and the strong wind blew his hair away and fluttered.
Duanmukai lowered his head, his expression dimmed, "Master Ji, Duanmukai is at your disposal!"
Yu Qi stomped her feet motherly, and screamed: "Trash, let's go!" As soon as he waved his hands, he was about to leave with the misty Sword Sect monks.
"Did I let you go?" Li Ji stood up straight, holding his hand in the middle of the road.
Yu Qi hopped with his feet, and said inwardly, "Think I'm afraid of you?"
Li Ji said calmly: "I really thought you would be afraid of me!"
Yu Qi swallowed nervously and spit: "Brothers, come on me, gather gas and beat Li Ji in groups!"
More than two hundred cultivators of the Misty Sword Sect quickly formed a battle formation, protecting Yu Qi in the middle, and then quickly pushed forward to Li Ji.
With a move from Li Ji, the Blade of China whizzed, and the bright yellow sword light swept across.
The six alchemy cultivators at the forefront of the battle line were immediately cut to the ground.
Li Ji flipped his wrist, the Huaxia Blade slashed vertically, and the sword light was directed towards, and a bunch of monks blocking Yu Qi's body were instantly killed.
Jianguang's foremost end was attached to Yuqi's nose, sternum, and lower abdomen, all the way down, and finally cut off the tip of his shoe.
His robe shattered, and a white sword mark appeared on the center line of his body, but his skin was not broken, and there was no bleeding.
Sword light is light. It is the most difficult to control between light and shadow changes, but Li Ji's score is not bad. This skill is truly shocking!
Li Ji roared up, his wrists turned outwards, and the blades of China turned around. He drew a big circle on the ground, enclosing all the misty Sword Sect monks.
"Those who come out of the circle will kill without mercy!"
From attacking, breaking the formation, to frightening the fish, volleying to draw a circle, to vocal intimidation.
Only three breathing times before and after!
The monks of the Misty Sword Sect looked at each other in horror, all trembling, sweating like syrup.
Li Jiping lifted his sword and slid through them, wherever he went, the monks knelt down and begged for mercy.
Yuqi was so frightened that he was almost incontinent, crawling around, kowtow frantically. After such a tossing, his robes were completely torn apart and turned into cardigans and crotch pants.
Li Ji finally stopped the sword and pointed at a female sister: "Give me a dress!"
The fear on the female nun's face immediately turned into shyness, and she squeezed: "So many people... how embarrassing... but you are so handsome... I am willing!" As she spoke, she untied her belt.
Li Ji was depressed, and shouted: "Take a spare from your storage bag! Not the one you wear!"
The female cultivator suddenly took out a dozen dresses.
Li Jijian pointed to the most gorgeous set, and said to Yuqi: "Young Master Yuqi, your clothes are all torn, and you have the demeanor. I think this dress suits you better, wear it!"
Yu Qi was a little reluctant, but when I met Li Ji's eyes, he shuddered and hurriedly took off and put on the female dress.
Li Ji shook his head in admiration, and said: "It's really a bitch than a woman, dance a dance, the better!"
Yu Qi didn't dare to defy, twisted his waist to send his hips, coyly, and jumped up in public. I jumped and jumped, and I actually felt like I shook my chest happily every few times.
"Sick girl, disgusting!"
A look of boredom suddenly appeared on Li Ji's face, and he suddenly raised the Huaxia Blade, and wanted to kill him.
Duanmukai's body is still embedded in the soil, but desperately struggling to hug his legs: "Master Ji, don't do this, please let the Young Sect Master go!"
"You owe me a favor!" Li Ji sighed lightly, turned his sword back, and left lightly.
Duanmukai struggled to crawl out of the soil and lifted the fish that was paralyzed into a pile of mud.
Yu Qi was in a daze, and for a long time he finally confirmed that Li Ji had gone, and violently pushed Duanmukai aside: "The waste is all your fault. Why does my dad raise you?"
Duanmukai wanted to defend, opened his mouth, but made no sound.
A fresh breeze suddenly blows, and a little poem faintly blows out:
"I have a pot of wine, which is enough to comfort the dust. I often leave it at home and invite people from all over the world."
Duanmukai listened in a daze, tears raining down, and a rough man was crying like a child.
…
Li Ji entered the Floating Drunken Dream Tower.
Every time he returned from a trip, he always went to the Fushengzuimeng Tower first.
This used to be a brothel, but now it is a restaurant.
But its role has not changed, and it has always been Li Ji's private intelligence transfer point.
He fiddled with the tea pail and said casually: "Lao Meng, Xiao Cui's death, how did you find out?"
Lao Meng's hand that was pouring water trembled, splashing hot water onto the table, and choked with sobs: "The son is still thinking about us minions!" He paused briefly, "I found out! Xiao Cui is a member of the Giant Tree Gang. Dead, it is said that he suffered all the humiliation before he died!"
The tea pail in Li Ji's hand was suddenly shattered, and the tea leaves inside turned into smoke and drifted away in the wind.
"I'll send someone, you lead a team to destroy the Giant Tree Gang, kill the members above the sub-rudder, do it tonight!"
Lao Meng hurriedly said: "There is someone behind the giant tree gang!" He suppressed his voice extremely low, "It's Master Xiang!"
"you sure?"
"I'm very sure, whether we should take a long-term view..."
"It has to be a long-term plan! Let's do this, without leaving a living, all the corpses will be exposed on the street!"
Lao Meng was shocked: "Does this work? From City Lord Baili..."
Li Ji floated away and said, "Your tea is not good, I have good ones!" A bamboo tube flew up and stopped firmly on the table, the lid collapsed automatically, and the fragrance of tea suddenly overflowed.
Lao Meng stared at the flowing back, suddenly grabbed a handful of tea, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard, with tears on his face: "Xiao Cui, we are the right person!"