"Can he only do it to the master, and the master must still watch?"

Hearing Luo Shixin's roar, Lu Li rolled his eyes with a look of contempt. Since you have decided to do it, whether you live or die is your own creation, and your skills are not as good as others and you are even killed, then don't complain about others.

A sword stabbed Xiao Wu, and found that Luo Shixin was crazy, as if he had died his own son, Lu Xingzhong moved, and hurriedly dodged back.

In an instant, Luo Shixin appeared beside Xiao Wu, he quickly checked it, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the talisman weapon was strong enough to block most of the attacks, and Xiao Wu was not killed, but was seriously injured and unconscious.

However, his Purple Mansion was shaken, and there were some cracks, and it was not easy to recover completely.

"Bastard, the old man must crush your bones."

Thinking that his most beloved disciple might be cut off from the immortal path, Luo Shixin was completely furious, and he actually gave up the realm suppression that he was best at, and dodged towards Lu Li and killed him.

Lu Li was overjoyed when he saw this, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, and went up with his sword.

"Feng Ming's triple attack."

"Insect carving skills."

As soon as the phoenix phantom flew out of the tip of the sword, Luo Shixin raised his hand slightly, the aura turned into a giant palm, and grabbed the phoenix phantom, and the phoenix phantom let out a mournful roar, which was crushed by him in an instant.

"It's so strong!"

Lu Li's heart was shocked, and a little retreat appeared in his eyes. The gap with Luo Shixin's realm is too big, and the level of Feng Ming's swordsmanship is too low, in the face of this kind of master, even other people's defenses can't break through.

"Tidal Punch."

Rumble.

Pinching the phoenix phantom, Luo Shixin snorted coldly and slammed over with a punch. Layers of pale blue light appeared, like an endless tidal wave, overwhelming the mountains and seas, crashing into the land.

At this time. The two of them were only three or four feet apart, and when they saw the fist shadow attacking, Lu Li immediately made a decision, and the spiritual power instantly poured into the Qinglin Sword: "A sword shocks the clouds." ”

The sword light of Baizhang took shape in the blink of an eye, and collided with the fist shadow.

The earth shook and the sky changed color. The shockwave swept through the canyon in an instant. Rocks splashed, and the cliffs, which were already tending to collapse, completely collapsed, burying most of the canyon.

Lu Li was near the shock wave, and he didn't care about anything else, hurriedly activating the spiritual power shield as he retreated. Even so, it was still hit by a shock wave, and the shield flashed and shattered, and in the blink of an eye.

The Seven-Star Silk Robe can only defend against physical attacks. But he couldn't resist the spiritual power. Losing the protection of the spiritual power shield, Lu Li suddenly flew out upside down, a clicking sound sounded in his chest and abdomen, and his ribs broke in a blink of an eye.

Luo Shixin rose into the air, waved his hands continuously, and shattered all the shockwaves from the attack, without being affected in the slightest.

Flying out of about 100 meters, Lu Li's feet were on the ground. Due to inertia, it slid backwards for more than ten meters before stopping. His eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Lu Li stared at Luo Shixin with gloomy eyes. Endure chest and abdominal pain and recover with all your might.

"Take another punch from the old man."

Under the anger, Luo Shixin obviously didn't care about what to bully the small, or rather, he just wanted to kill Lu Li, and then take Xiao Wu back to the sect to heal. Other. Not at all on his radar.

The punch was flashing, and this attack was even more powerful than the last one.

The huge power blew Lu Li's long hair up before it was approaching. He took a deep breath, stuck the Qinglin sword on the ground with his backhand, and bowed down. A ferocious punch.

The spiritual power of the red dust turned into flames, and it burned with a loud bang, shining with dazzling nine-colored light. In that light, Lu Li's figure loomed, as if draped in a layer of colorful gauze.

"Infinite is tangible."

The last word fell, and the whole world suddenly fell silent. The nine-colored light converged in an instant, revealing Lu Li's increasingly pale cheeks, and he maintained a punching posture, half loud and unresponsive.

A gray fist the size of a bathtub flew out of his palm and slowly floated towards Luo Shixin.

The punch collided with Luo Shixin's attack, and continued to move forward without stopping, while Luo Shixin's fist slowly melted like winter snow, and then disappeared.

"Huh? What kind of punch is this? ”

Finding that the speed of the punch was not fast, but the power was quite weird, Luo Shixin couldn't help frowning, and then his face changed slightly, and a trace of alarm suddenly welled up in his heart.

The next moment, he was about to run away with his footwork, but suddenly found that the space around him was confined and he couldn't move at all.

"Impossible!"

Discovering this scene, Luo Shixin suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and a rich blue light lit up around him. In that blue light, he struggled to move his body, and at the last moment, he moved half a step sideways.

The blade of the Wuji Tangible Fist finally arrived, grazing his right arm and flying over, silently sinking into the cliff behind Luo Shixin.

The cliff trembled slightly, and suddenly a hole the size of a bathtub appeared in the smooth rock wall, stretching far away.

The power of a punch was like a laser, easily shooting through the entire mountain range.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene through his divine sense, Luo Shixin's face was full of palpitations, and he felt afraid for the first time. Annihilating the rocks, this kind of attack is too terrifying.

If he was hit head-on with a fist, he had no idea if he would be able to resist it.

However, his ease did not last long, and his eyes quickly filled with anger.

He looked down and saw his right arm grazed by the fist, the robe slowly turned into ashes, and the muscles on his arm slowly disappeared, as if melting.

The severe pain made Luo Shixin roar, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes stared at Lu Li, eager to swallow him alive. He fought his fate to turn the technique, and the spiritual power poured into the meridians of his right arm, trying his best to suppress the mysterious energy.

"Hateful, hateful."

Maybe because Luo Shixin's realm surpassed Lu Li too much, or maybe the infinite power that poured into his arm was too rare, Luo Shixin resisted with all his strength, and the melting speed of his arm slowed down significantly, and finally stopped completely.

Despite this, the forearms and palms, which had disappeared, showed no signs of recovery. Obviously, although he was able to resist the power of Infinite with his cultivation, he could not achieve anti-recovery.

A hundred zhang away, seeing this scene, Lu Xuan was full of pity. Although he didn't think that he could kill Luo Shixin with just one punch, it was still extremely disappointing that he only lost one of his arms at this time.

"Can't fight anymore! Before this product reacts, run quickly! ”

The punch just now had already consumed Lu Li's ninety percent spiritual power, and he was seriously injured, making it difficult to even drive the Innate Yin Yang Bead against the enemy. By the time he had been fighting, he had already felt that the realm was loosening, and he believed that after a period of retreat, he would have a chance to break through the merge realm.

Desperate does not mean that you want to die, since you have achieved your goal, don't run at this time, let alone when!

With a decision in his heart, Lu Li quickly recalled the Qinglin Sword, turned over and jumped on it, and the Edgeworth ran away.

"Thief, the old man is desperate to kill you."

Finding that Lu Li was planning to escape, Luo Shixin roared angrily and slashed at his right arm with a wave of his left palm. The right arm fell instantly, and before it could hit the ground, it had already turned into dust.

Cutting off his right arm, his eyes were blood-red, and he flew after him.

"Come on!"

(Eleven o'clock the third watch!) (To be continued......)