At the moment when Lu Li's figure disappeared and disappeared into the void, a sword shadow flew by at an almost invisible speed.

In the next moment, Lu Li, who left the stone sword [Zhen Yu] in the void, and Lu Li, who appeared in his own form, reappeared in place, and there were several more tearing wounds on his body, which was the damage caused by the Void Storm and the price that he had to bear to escape directly into the Void with his physical body.

The longer he stays in the void, the more violent the Void Storm will become, and with Lu Li's current physical toughness, he can't stay in the void for more than two seconds, otherwise there is a high probability that he will be directly torn to pieces by the Void Storm.

After dodging the fatal blow, the powerful restoring power derived from the [Life Primordial Stone] in Lu Li's body had begun to quickly repair the injury, only to see that several tear-like wounds were growing granulations at a speed visible to the naked eye, and between the broken soles of the feet and calves, the new bones, tendons, and flesh and blood had also been initially connected.

"Struggle, and ...... In the face of despair!"

Zhao Wouji, who was standing opposite, looked indifferent, he moved his fingers slightly, and manipulated the extremely fast long sword to stab Lu Li's eyebrows again.

As soon as Lu Li's thoughts moved, the pitch-black stone sword [Zhen Yu] appeared from the void, like a shield firmly in front of Lu Li.

Choke!

The tip of the sword slashed across the surface of the [Zhen Ridge], shooting out a series of sparks.

Lu Li took this opportunity to poke out his left palm, and the sword yuan in the palm of his hand continued to circulate and manifest into an invisible vortex, with a huge suction force that was enough to shake the boulder, and grabbed the extremely fast long sword.

"Dragonclaw!"

Under the traction of the behemoth suction, the long sword was held in Lu Li's hand as if it had no ability to resist.

Seeing this scene, Zao Wou-Ki's fingers moved again, manipulating the long sword and spinning, cutting off five of Lu Li's fingers in an instant.

"Hehe, it's really a 'Flying Ascender' who has never seen the world, although my [White Horse] is not an acquired sword embryo, but it is also a genuine [Flying Sword], do you use this method to deal with mortal soldiers and vulgar iron, do you look down on me? Or can't you look down on the Flying Sword [White Horse]?"

Around the martial arts arena, the monks who watched the battle sporadically or stepped on the wind, among which Ye Shengqing was the most special, he obviously had a sword in his hand but did not dare to step on it, so he had to levitate against the wind.

Beside him was Shangguan Tingxue, who was hovering with the sword, this beauty frowned slightly at this time, looked at the battle situation in the field, shook his head and said: "The difference in strength between the two is too obvious, if Lu Li's skills are only like this, then my life may end here." ”

Ye Shengqing's eyes were red, and the fingers holding the [Ben Thunder Sword] turned white because he was too hard, and he said guiltily: "If it weren't for me, Lu Li wouldn't have stood in the ring with Zao Wou-ki, if he died, I ...... I ......"

"What should you do?" Yan Guiyi, who was dressed in a red robe, said in an indifferent tone: "Your strength is not good, and the Sword Sect, which is respected for its strength, is like an ant after all, what role can you play on your own? Can you save that kid in the hands of Zhao Wuji?"

Yan Guiyi shook his head and continued, "After all, if it weren't for a heavy object like the [Ben Thunder Sword] in your hands, you wouldn't be qualified to intersect with Zhao Wuji at all with your level. ”

He pointed to the [Ben Thunder Sword], "Give me this sword, I still have a way to save the life of that kid in the field." ”

Ye Shengqing subconsciously wanted to hand over the [Ben Thunder Sword] in his hand, but the sudden appearance of a certain thought made his action of handing the sword stop at the initial stage.

"This is an opportunity to become a disciple of the Sword Saint and enter the inner gate of the Sword Sect! Even a strong person like Zao Wou-Ki has not been able to enter the inner gate after more than ninety years of cultivation, so if it is me, the chance will definitely be even slim......"

Ye Shengqing fell into hesitation.

On the one hand, it is about his own cultivation path, and on the other hand, he is a friend of life and death who is willing to work hard for him.

"Wait, wait, what if the Lightning Sword Saint suddenly appears? What if another Sword Sect powerhouse intervenes to stop it?" Wait, wait......" Ye Shengqing muttered to himself silently in his heart, and the hands holding the [Ben Thunder Sword] seemed even harder.

Yan Guiyi shook his head when he saw this, with his strength, with being so close to Ye Shengqing, it was not much more difficult to take away the [Ben Thunder Sword] without bending down and picking up a stone.

However, he wasn't sure what the Lightning Sword Master meant, and if he rashly grabbed the sword and ended up angering the Lightning Sword Saint, it would be more than worth the loss.

And this is also the main reason why Zao Wou-Ki and others did not directly snatch it.

But if Ye Shengqing himself couldn't bear the pressure, he showed his weakness under the pressure of Zhao Wuji, Yan Guiyi and other strong people, and was forced to hand over the [Ben Thunder Sword]. That matter is another matter, presumably the Lightning Sword Saint will not accept such a weak-minded guy as a closed disciple.

In the martial arts arena, Lu Li, who had all five fingers of his left hand broken, snorted, and blood spurted like a pillar at the severed finger.

In the case that Zao Wou-Ki was able to completely suppress Lu Li with only one hand of swordsmanship and flying sword [White Horse], the difference in strength between the two sides was extremely clear.

But Lu Xun was not happy and carefree, he was in danger and he had put all his thoughts and energy into this battle, for him to win or die, there was no hesitation to retreat.

Lu Li's broken right hand has been initially healed, which is still due to the fact that the flying sword [White Horse] is too sharp, so that the fracture of the bones and tendons of Lu Li's right hand is as smooth as a mirror, and it can be used normally as long as it is connected, without too much regeneration and repair.

Drops of blood splattered onto the stone sword [Zhenyu], and mysterious and complex runes suddenly appeared on the surface of this black stone giant sword.

These runes are purple in color, and they are filled with an indescribable sense of heaviness.

As the runes on the [Zhen Ridge] appeared, with the stone sword [Zhen Ridge] as the center, the gravity within a radius of ten zhang suddenly surged.

The flying sword [White Horse] that was stabbing at Lu Li's eyebrows again slowed down sharply, and it actually had a tendency to plant directly to the ground.

Zao Wou-ki's fingers turned again, but this time, the flying sword [White Horse] only trembled slightly, and did not respond to Zao Wou-ki's manipulation.

Zhao Wuji's brows furrowed, his position was far more than ten zhang away from Lu Li, so he couldn't detect the abnormal gravity, only that Lu Li had used some secret methods against flying swords.

Although Lu Li had obtained the true recognition of the stone sword, he would inevitably be affected by this change in gravity, but the tenacity of his physical body played a role again at this moment.

I saw that he was holding the stone sword [Zhen Yu] in his right hand, and the flow of blood and qi in his body was almost audible.

Against the surging gravity, the muscles on Lu Li's two calves suddenly contracted, allowing a volcano-like explosive force to emerge from the soles of his feet, penetrating the lumbar spine and reaching his back.

At the same time, the blood vessels on Lu Li's right arm burst out, and with a roar from him, he actually raised the stone sword [Zhen Yu] violently.

Just with this one action, a lot of blood vessels on Lu Li's right arm had exploded, but he still slashed the round [Zhen Yu], aimed at the flying sword [White Horse] that couldn't move, and smashed down with a sword!