Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Man You Kill Kills You

When Liu Qing's nearby world unfolded, the small blue-green tree in Li Yuanhao's body, as if summoned, the blue-green aura flourished, and outside of Liu Qing's nearby world, another larger green-tree world was constructed, and Li Yuanhao stood in it, controlling everything.

When she was in the Nine Grades Realm in one night, Li Yuanhao once saw a wisp of divine consciousness left by Kong Weiting in her body, and finally that wisp of divine consciousness was exhausted, leaving a seed in Li Yuanhao's dantian qi sea, taking root and sprouting, and thriving.

Li Yuanhao can use the aura of the Yin and Yang Pisces at will, but for that little cyan tree, she can't do anything, let it grow, and when Liu Qing uses the world close at hand, the cyan tree suddenly has a change.

Is this what Mr. Kong has been doing before? Mr. once said that if he could, he would be able to meet again in the future, because of this little green tree? What will Mr. appear like? A wisp of divine consciousness, or will this little tree blossom and bear fruit, and grow a Mr. Kong, just waiting for the melons to ripen and fall and harvest in autumn?

Thinking of this, Li Yuanhao couldn't help but be in a daze and smiled stupidly.

"Brother, be careful!" Li Xiuce suddenly reminded in a loud voice.

Li Yuanhao realized it later, and at some point, a corpse demon broke out of the ground from behind her and smashed it towards the back of the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, at the same time, Liu Qing took out three spells from his arms, spit out three times, and stuck them on the back of the corpse demon, and the three corpse demons suddenly flourished and rushed forward.

The ideal Jianghu martial arts is colorful, colorful, report each other's names before the hand, fight each other, the rivers and lakes in reality are mostly black and white, rarely sympathize with each other, and talk about wine. Liu Qing didn't have the leisure to remind the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor on the other side that you were out of your mind, and in an instant, four corpse demons surrounded Li Yuanhao.

Under the control of Li Yuanhao's mind, the turquoise small sword was nailed to the eyebrows of the corpse demon behind him, and it only slightly blocked the pace of the opponent's falling and advancing, which was enough time for Li Yuanhao, rushing forward, two silver threads poked out of the sleeves, zigzag and meandered, binding the ankles of the two corpse demons, pulling suddenly, booming, and the two corpse demons fell to the ground.

The only remaining golden corpse demon on the opposite side rampaged, but Li Yuanhao was like a spiritual snake, bypassing an iron sword inserted in the ground, every time she passed an iron sword, she patted it, the iron sword flew out of the air, shooting directly at the opposite corpse demon, the golden corpse demon was expressionless, and he blocked the iron sword with a slight wave of his arm, at this time Li Yuanhao had also arrived, and a palm was attached to the corpse demon's chest, the corpse demon's body suddenly stopped, his feet left the ground, twisted his body in the air, and kicked Li Yuanhao's head with a whip leg.

Li Yuanhao hurriedly lowered his head, pressed his hands on the ground, dodged the whip legs, his body twisted, made his hands as feet, made hands as hands, kicked on the thighs of the corpse demon, the old urchin Liu Baitong shot unreasonably, he liked to surprise the most, often made feet with hands, and made hands with feet, giving people a sense of absurdity and weirdness.

The golden corpse demon kicked hard, and his body spun in a circle, like a stupid and stupid doll. Li Yuanhao will not miss such an opportunity, each with a move in both hands has an iron sword to start, when the head is split, the golden corpse demon hands are staggered, protecting the head, the two iron swords clicked respectively, broken into two sections, Li Yuanhao kicked on the broken sword, the broken sword was inserted into the chest of the corpse demon, the golden corpse demon was slightly stunned, and Li Yuanhao rewarded another move seventy-two swords.

Lin Yunfeng looked at the sea in the extreme north, and the hundred-step flying sword had an epiphany, extending thirty-six swords, and then went further, evolving into seventy-two swords, which was his strongest move, Li Yuanhao stole from him, but he had no awe of Lin Yunfeng's tricks, casually, simply, and violently destroyed the heavens, for the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the only thing that could make her awe was food, and the vast starry sky above her head.

Under Li Yuanhao's repeated bombardment, the golden corpse demon's movement was even slower, and before he could raise his fist, he was kicked to the ground by Li Yuanhao, and the other three corpse demons had also arrived, adding their fists and kicks, and smashed towards the Northern Wei Emperor. Li Yuanhao was not chaotic at all, two silver lines and a flying sword, tossing and turning, dexterously looking for vitality in the siege.

Liu Qing, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, finally made a move, pulled out the iron sword beside him with one hand, and stabbed it towards the battle group not far away, he didn't care whether he injured the corpse demon or not, and threw more than 100 iron swords in an instant, and the sword pierced Li Yuanhao.

Li Yuanhao suddenly stood still, his hands stretched out, his breath agitated, two silver lines suddenly volleyed into the air, grabbed the iron sword in the air like two hands, and with a slight wave, hundreds of flying swords pierced the four corpse demons on the stone pillar, and was about to struggle to get up, and another flying sword pierced into the palms of both hands, directly nailing the corpse demon to the stone pillar, struggling constantly, but he couldn't get out.

The figure did not stop at all, Li Yuanhao rushed towards Liu Qing, the silver line opened the way, the flying sword was three feet in front of him, Liu Qingyin smiled, holding an iron sword in each hand, and he also rushed over, picked up the two silver lines, and dodged the flying sword sideways.

Li Yuanhao took the opportunity to smash his fists on Liu Qing's chest. Liu Qing's chest swung back, venting most of his strength, and two iron swords stabbed at Li Yuanhao's eyebrows, and the other stabbed at Li Yuanhao's chest.

The mysterious two silver threads turned around in an instant, and at an inch away from the iron sword, they were tied layer by layer, and with a movement of his heart, the small green sword stabbed at Liu Qing's eyebrows.

Liu Qing was not afraid, suddenly showed a mouth full of white teeth, and smiled.

Li Yuanhao was slightly stunned, a sense of danger appeared in his heart, and he hurriedly retreated, but the fist that fell on Liu Qing's chest was like falling into a swamp, unable to break free, and a white figure suddenly swept out of the crowd, the speed was so fast that he could only see a phantom shadow one after another, a soft sword wrapped around the turquoise sword, and with a slight flick, it cut off the relationship between the turquoise sword and Li Yuanhao.

The timing of the sudden white figure was accurate, and the two silver wires tied the iron sword, Liu Qing didn't know what secret method was used to freeze Li Yuanhao's fists, and the soft sword of the white figure seemed to be inherently restrained by Li Yuanhao's green sword, and after solving the white sword, the figure did not stop at all, and stabbed directly at Li Yuanhao's throat.

"Thousands of calculations, I didn't count this step, did I? Cause and effect cycle, you can cross the grassland alone and rescue Li Xiuce, it is a miracle in the first place, and it requires strength and luck. Your luck has run out, though, and your death is ironic, and at the end of the day, you're dying at your own hands. Liu Qing suddenly spoke: "Because the person who killed you is the person you once killed, Murong Ke!"