Chapter Sixty-Seven: Snow Heavenly Sect?
"Do you really think you can beat us all?"
"What a big breath, if you stand out for the sect, then you have to challenge a disciple of the sect, otherwise you won't count!"
"yes, we can't beat you, can't we beat anyone else?"
“......”
The disciples of the various sects said angrily, which made the disciples of the Yueshan Sect angry. What does it mean that they can't beat Li Jihuang, can't they still beat them? Are they so weak?
Suddenly, they remembered that this Li Jihuang had defeated dozens of disciples of various sects in less than half a day, and even though these disciples were only younger generations, Li Jihuang had only been cultivating for a year!
Li Jihuang looked at everyone slowly, and said with a smile: "If I dare to fight against the people of one sect with one person, I will have ten places in the Yue Mountain Sect, and you have no opinion?"
"I'm afraid you won't dare!"
One person said coldly, he admired Li Jihuang's strength, but two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the other party is only the fourth order of the Qi Realm, they are afraid that they will not be able to take this kid?
"Meng Laizong, then I'll challenge you!"
Li Jihuang glanced at him, and after seeing this person's hesitation, he sneered: "Why? Don't dare to come up? If you don't dare to come up, don't fight to be in the limelight, I thought you were going to come up and fight me!"
"Hmph, go up!"
Seeing everyone's gaze, Zhao Wenli waved his hand and motioned for dozens of people from the sect to go up to the test platform, and he glanced at Li Jihuang with fear: "These are all people who have been promoted before, do you dare to fight with me?"
"Fight is war, who is afraid of whom!"
Li Jihuang picked up the Xuandao and inserted it into the scabbard with an indifferent expression.
"Hmph, let's go together, don't give him a chance!"
"Hope to die!"
“......”
Suddenly, all the disciples rushed towards him with swords, and the momentum was fierce, as if they wanted to assassinate him with a sword!
Li Jihuang smiled, his big hand quietly grabbed the handle of the knife, and suddenly pulled out the knife and slashed horizontally, the terrifying wave of qi overturned the first dozen people, he laughed fiercely, like a tiger rushing into the flock, overturning more than a dozen people in a few breaths, he seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, the back of the knife smashed out horizontally, and the momentum was endless.
After dozens of breaths of exercises, this group of inner disciples were all knocked to the ground by him, howling and screaming in pain.
Looking at their appearance, Li Jihuang sighed lightly.
It's not that he's too strong, it's that this group of people is too weak, if Wan Ningzhu is here, just with that move of ten thousand swords, he can beat this scattered team to the ground! Not to mention that he is now in good shape and has amazing strength, he vaguely feels that his physical strength is stronger than cultivation, but he has not grasped the essence and cannot use it.
Hearing his lamentation, the faces of those disciples turned even more ashamed, and they dragged their bodies down the test bench in embarrassment, never mentioning the battle again.
Slowly, the eyes of the disciples of the various sects dimmed, and they were unwilling.
Could it be that the benefits of this competition will fall on the heads of the Yueshan Sect? This night Hongtian Mountain Spiritual Spring is quite prestigious, and the benefits are indescribable, and they are really unwilling.
But the four ancestral lineages of Basil, Yangxu, Menglai, and Qingshan were defeated one after another, and even the Haolai Sect, which had played in its entirety, failed to win, what could they do?
In desperation, a woman from the Snow Heaven Sect suddenly jumped onto the test platform and said coldly: "Xu Yalan, the disciple of the Snow Heaven Sect!"
"Oh, Senior Sister Xu, fortunately, you go down, I won't fight you"
Li Jihuang glanced at her and was amazed, but he didn't say anything. What amazed him was that this woman had reached the fifth order of the Forging Muscle Realm at such a young age, and nothing else.
"Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!"
Xu Yalan snorted coldly, and suddenly the momentum exploded, the long sword was covered with frost, she swung her sword suddenly, and hard and cold spurs protruded from the ground and rushed towards the young man.
"I've said it all, I won't fight you!"
Li Jihuang glanced at her helplessly, stepped on the ground, and the sharp and sharp spikes broke violently, and she was shocked to take a few steps back, her eyes shocked.
"Kill!"
Seeing that this move failed, she held the sword in one hand, and the cold frost condensed on the long sword, and a cold air floated out, and she was such a close young man, stabbing with a sword.
"Alas!"
Li Jihuang shook his head gently, but his eyes gradually became cold, he didn't dodge, and when the other party approached, he slashed her lightly and threw her out.
"Xuanbing Sword!"
Xu Yalan snorted, and angrily struck away with a palm, and the slender little hand contained a cold and rich gas, which was huge, like a cold sword qi.
She ignored the boy's blade and rushed straight away.
"It's annoying!"
Li Jihuang felt helpless, and also slammed away with one palm, and both of them were shocked back more than ten steps.
Seeing that she had succeeded, Xu Yalan's eyes were proud, she took dozens of steps back, threw her sword away, and silently recited the law in her mouth.
Suddenly, the temperature of the heavens and the earth dropped suddenly, and subtle cold needles appeared in the air, covering the sky and the sun endlessly, as if they were going to kill the boy town in place because of this!
With the control of her hands, the cold needle between heaven and earth suddenly moved, and a rapid momentum erupted, and the terrifying cold needle poked the ground into tiny holes, and Li Jihuang retreated again and again.
His figure was running wildly on the test table, but the infinite cold also chased away, which made him puzzled, and he swung his sword to slash away, smashing countless cold needles to pieces.
"Condensation!"
Xu Yalan's expression was cold, and she opened her mouth to read.
Suddenly, Li Jihuang felt his arm sink, as if someone was pulling his hand, and he couldn't help but look at it, his eyes were fierce.
After he slapped the other party before, the other party's cold air covered his arm, he didn't care, but he was hit because of it!
The infinite cold air instantly condensed, forming an icicle that connected his left hand to the ground, and the icicle was as thick and heavy as a bucket, faintly covering his arm and body.
Quietly, the cold needles in the sky condensed into a cloud of more than ten zhang of ice, and smashed towards him suddenly.
"Fall!"
Xu Yalan was proud, she waved her little hand fiercely, and the huge Xuan Bing smashed down.