Li Yuanhao's breath was overflowing, his eyes were resolute, and he possessed and held Li Xiuce's hands: "Xiuce, Xiuce!"

Li Xiuce slowly opened his eyes, tears couldn't stop flowing, pulled the corners of his mouth, and shouted: "Sister!"

Li Yuanhao exhaled a long breath, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart: "Xiuce, with the eldest sister here, everything is fine, don't do such stupid things in the future." ”

Li Xiuce rubbed the back of Li Yuanhao's hand with his cheek: "Eldest sister, if we can see each other again, Xiuce has no regrets, the poisonous sword fairy is too powerful, run away, leave us alone." ”

Li Yuanhao smiled faintly: "Running away is such a thing, the eldest sister can't do it, if she escapes this time, it will make people laugh out of her big teeth, and she will have no face to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future, you know, the biggest wish of the eldest sister in this life is to win the rivers and lakes and become a generation of grandmasters. ”

"No, the eldest sister's dream is to find a place where no one knows her and live a short and long life. ”

Li Yuanhao laughed and pinched Li Xiuce's face: "That was before, at this time and that time, wishes and ideals must recognize reality and change accordingly, so that they can be regarded as down-to-earth wishes and ideals, otherwise they are all utopian dreams, and utopian conjectures are unacceptable." Well, the eldest sister's sentence makes so much sense, you have to keep it in mind, I can't help but admire myself. Xiuce, the eldest sister will come when she goes. ”

"Eldest sister, don't go!" Li Xiuce grabbed Li Yuanhao's sleeve and kept shaking his head: "Eldest sister, you can't go, and I don't want to go to you if I die......"

Li Yuanhao patiently listened to Li Xiuce's words and comforted: "I believe that eldest sister, everything will be fine." ”

After speaking, Li Yuanhao broke off Li Xiuce's fingers, slowly got up, his temperament changed, he was cold and cold, his eyes were fierce, he first entered the Perfection God Heaven Realm, through the huge hole that Murong Feng knocked out, she could see the end at a glance, the body of the poisonous sword immortal was embedded in the cliff, buried by sand and stones, but the majestic and domineering aura did not decay at all, but climbed steadily, and burst more and more.

Li Yuanhao's eyes became more and more resolute, with a horizontal sword in front of him, and a little mother's finger in the other hand lightly swiped the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of purple-red blood slowly oozed from the center of his eyebrows.

There is blood between the eyebrows, condensing but not falling!

Turning his head to look at Xuan'er, Li Yuanhao said softly: "Take care of Xiuce, I'll come when I go." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sharp sound of breaking the air exploded in the military horse town, and a figure swept out of the city like thunder.

Xuan'er opened her mouth, and there was something she wanted to say before she could say: "The poison on the prince's body is solved by the poisonous sword immortal." ”

When he went out of the city, Li Yuanhao began to gather momentum, holding the sky with one hand, the sky hung low, pulling his side with one hand, the water of the Yellow River volleyed into the air, and countless water swords were condensed, and before the person arrived, the water sword was already not allowed to stab at the cliff cliff that buried Murong Feng, and it took many years for the water to drip through, and the water sword that condensed Li Yuanhao's breath was like cutting tofu, all of which were pierced into the stone wall, and in the blink of an eye, the stone wall was already full of holes.

Before coming to the stone wall, Li Yuanhao squatted slightly, clenched his fists with both hands, and smashed into the stone wall, punch after punch, the fist was as fast as thunder, and he smashed the wall down three feet.

Without the slightest pause, the moonwater shot out, cutting the cliffs, and now Li Yuanhao has reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Heaven Realm, and the power of the moonwater is incomparable, the swords are criss-crossed, disorderly, and domineering.

In Yuelu Academy, Li Yuanhao once learned to beat drums and stack thunder, and at this moment, the sound of drums was like layers of thunder.

Go north to the grassland, wind into the tornado, Li Yuanhao climbed high step by step, into the heavenly people, that moment is unpredictable, the sword is born from the heart, and it is used again at this moment, and the power is more than a hundred times.

Lin Yunfeng's thirty-two sword views freely extended sixty-four swords, Li Yuanhao had a sense of understanding, and expanded the sixty-four swords again, and now one sword comes out, with the demeanor of one hundred and twenty-eight swords, one sword is faster than a sword, and one sword is heavier than a sword.

In Shengjing City, Li Yuanhao learned the palm thunder, and in the past, he still needed to gather momentum, but now when his mind arrives, the yin and yang black and white thunder is suspended in the palm of his hand and slammed on the stone wall.

Kong Weiting left a green tree in Li Yuanhao's body, and now it has covered the sky and the sun, and it has become a sight, and a touch of green scatters down like an umbrella, that is the world that belongs to Li Yuanhao, and the rules of Fang Yuan are determined by her, and she grabs towards the void, where time stands still, space is distorted, and it is divided into two halves.

Stretching out his hand and constantly tapping and sketching in the air, it is the same as the pattern engraved on the body of the five corpses and demons of the Hun Shenji Pavilion, a large array is formed in the blink of an eye, and Li Yuanhao is infused with breath inside, which is tantamount to a thunder pool, the thunder pool blooms, the light is shining, and the power is even greater, and the stone wall is centered on the place where Murong Feng is buried, and it cracks in all directions.

Huang Chunfeng's sword intent, Liu Baitong's fist, Li Yuanhao painted a tiger according to the cat, the fist is not like the fist, the sword is not like the sword technique, through the Northern Wei Dynasty Tianzi kicked out, the stone wall of that place was directly kicked into more than 20 zhang, as if it had become a cave, dark and deep, as if an open mouth.

Li Yuanhao's hands were violently pulled in the void, the rocks collapsed, and they rolled down one after another, like a snowy landslide, one of the long mountain stones was drawn by Li Yuanhao as a sword, pierced into the dark cave, and the rest of the falling rocks rolled down, filling the cave of more than 20 zhang.

In an instant, the world was clear, silent, and the sound of the Yellow River rushing in the distance came from here, and it turned out that the sound of the rushing was so faint and insignificant, it could not be compared to the thunder and explosion just now.

Standing in front of the stone wall, Li Yuanhao spit out all the turbidity and immediately filled it with new energy, the horror of the poisonous sword immortal cannot be erased with a single blow, especially when the poetry sword immortal told Li Yuanhao about the domineering of the lord of the Western Regions, she didn't dare to take it lightly.

Sure enough, the mountain stone where the poisonous sword immortal was buried trembled slightly, cracks continued to circulate, and dazzling brilliance bloomed from it, seeping out of the stone wall, and then there were small broken stones rolling down, and then a big mountain was crumbling, and finally a 10,000-ton boulder suddenly rose into the air.

The poisonous sword fairy holds the boulder in his hand and walks in the air!

The sunlight in the sky was completely blocked, and the shadow of the boulder was thrown into the ground, like the end of the world, and Li Yuanhao was under the boulder.

Lost the first move, was chased and beaten by Li Yuanhao, did not damage the demeanor of the Poison Sword Immortal, but thus stimulated Murong Feng's high fighting intent, a vigorous battle intent that had not been felt for a long time, and the cold fear of being threatened made the Poison Sword Immortal have infinite desire, at this moment, Murong Feng's demeanor is even worse than the unparalleled demeanor when he smashed the heavenly immortal with one punch, he has been invincible in the world for too long, and he is a little lonely, and he can finally enjoy it a little bit today.

Looking down, the clothes on the Poison Sword Immortal's body were still, sneering and mocking.

Raising his head slightly, Li Yuanhao's front clothes were furious, and his face was indifferent.

At first glance, look at each other!

The two said in unison: "Poor!"