Purely in terms of strength, even if a cultivator of the eighth realm suddenly appeared, a grandmaster like Xia Lie would not be so shocked, because a master of the seventh realm like him would not be able to defeat the existence of the eighth realm at all. Possibly, and at least there is a chance of escape.
Especially Xia Lie is a practitioner in the army. A practitioner like him has experienced countless cruel battles, and it is impossible for him to be shocked by the strength of his opponent.
What made him look like a ghost at this moment was that the young man he saw was indeed someone who had died long ago in his consciousness, and he was very familiar with this person, even in a sense, once It is his relatives and friends.
His sword was slightly blocked.
His shot was slow, but that of the young practitioner who appeared was not slow.
At this moment, the young practitioner who made him see a ghost gave him an even greater shock.
A sword flashed in the young practitioner's hand.
The sword light fell between the spear and sword in Lihou's hand.
At this time, Li Hou and Wu Xuan were facing each other, and their bodies were connected as one body. Although they seemed to be standing still, the vitality between the two was actually constantly impacting, and the force passing between the weapons in their hands was stronger than usual. It might be more powerful when the sword is drawn out alone, but the light of the sword in the young practitioner's hand landed with a crisp sound, and the stalemate between Li Hou and Wu Yu was broken immediately, and the bodies of both of them were muffled. There was a sound, hitting the ground like a heavy pillar hitting the ground, and then both bodies bounced back.
The moment the two of them left the ground, the ground under the two of them strangely deformed, and countless cracks extended to the depths of the ground, but there was still no splash of mud or gravel.
Every strand of vitality under the two people's feet seemed to have turned into extremely sharp sword intent, but they stabbed down endlessly without exploding.
Lihou looked at this young practitioner who suddenly appeared, the expression on his face was even more exciting, the complexity cannot be described in any words.
Because this young practitioner is his son Li Xixing.
Xia Li stopped her hands.
This time is actually the best time for him to make a move, but when he saw Li Hou flying upside down, his back was trembling violently. It was a kind of tremor gushing from the depths of the sea of qi. Only his mind was shaken to the extreme, Only then will practitioners like Lihou feel as if they are going to split their bodies and die.
He had to make sure that Marquis Li would not have fatal problems, and the sudden appearance of Li Xixing made him a little confused between the enemy and the enemy.
He held the dark natal sword in one hand, kept vigilant, and pressed Lihou's back with his left hand.
A wave of extremely gentle vitality enveloped Li Hou's body, causing Li Hou's feet to fall to the ground.
The chaotic impact force was led to the ground below by his vitality, but this time it caused the earth and rocks on the ground to explode.
Li Hou's complexion quickly calmed down, but when he looked at Li Xixing, who was not far from Wu Xun, his eyes seemed to be from a lifetime ago.
"I thought you were dead."
"You can pretend I'm dead."
Li Xixing looked at him as if he was looking at an ordinary passer-by, or an ordinary general whom he had seen several times in the barracks in the past.
For some reason, listening to the conversation between the two, even Xia Li felt a heartache.
Lihou's heart didn't hurt, but he was inexplicably cold.
He raised his eyebrows.
In his field of vision, the son he was extremely familiar with in the past is also rapidly becoming unfamiliar, and he seems to be a little unfamiliar.
He looked at Li Xixing and said slowly: "If you had let me know that you were still alive, I would have made many different choices."
Looking at his star-like eyes, Li Xixing's face became more resolute, and he asked seriously, "Save my life, and then what?"
"Make you stronger." Li Hou took a deep breath and said, "You have become very powerful."
"It's really not because of you that I became powerful." Li Xixing shook his head, "The most real thing is that because of your compromise, I will be close to death many times."
Lihou became angry, he looked at Li Xixing, and said in a stern voice: "Do you think that you can live on the Wuzhi border until now just by yourself?"
"I know you sent many subordinates to take care of me secretly, but in the end? You still think I'm dead." Li Xixing looked at him flat and said quietly: "I thought you thought it would be different after I died, but what happened? You still keep accepting benefits and making compromises.”
Li Hou was silent for a long time.
Then he slowly raised his left hand, holding that peculiar dagger in his left hand, with many patterns like sunflowers on the dagger.
"This sword belongs to your Third Uncle Huai, but he died trying to block the sword for me."
Then he turned his head and glanced at Xia Lie at the side and behind him, "Your Uncle Xia Lie also helped me block two swords, but he was lucky enough to survive. You should understand that all my fame and fame are many. The bones of people are piled up, and among the bones of these people are not only enemies. I can't take all of them just because of you."
"You have your reasons."
Li Xixing lowered his head slightly, and said slowly: "But all these years, I have only lived for you according to your ideas. Your compromise has made me no different from the protons sent to the foreign court. You can't owe you anything." Subordinate, what do you owe me? Now that I am still alive, what will you change because of me?"
These words of Li Xixing made Hou Li silent for a long time.
During this period of time, Xia Lie had already issued several military orders, and the troops in the surrounding forests retreated, and the killing gradually stopped.
"The biggest problem here is not just the problem between father and son."
Lihou finally spoke up, and continued, "It's the relationship between Qin and Chu."
"There is no relationship between Qin and Chu." Li Xixing shook his head very bluntly, and said: "Now there is no Chu, only the problem between Qin people and Qin people, and only the relationship between Yuanwu Zhengxiu and Bashan Sword Field."
Such direct words made Xia Lie's breathing suddenly stop, his complexion paled, and Li Hou's pupils also shrank violently again.
"This sword of yours comes from Donghu, it has been tempered by the fire of heaven, and received the blessing of life energy from the ascetic monk." Li Hou did not respond to Li Xixing's words, but his eyes fell on the yellow crystal sword in Li Xixing's hand, Asked: "So that day the territory of Donghu was shaken, and someone on the mountain where the ascetic monks gathered broke through the seven realms, and that person is you?"
Li Xixing nodded, as a tacit consent.
Li Hou raised his head, looked at the distant mountains behind Li Xixing's head, his expression completely recovered, and said indifferently: "I want to see where you have come."
Li Xixing raised his brows, looked at the calm and powerful father in front of him, slowly raised the sword in his hand, and laid it across his chest.