"Delicious food, how many years, how many years without a full meal. Li Xianyu's throat let out a slime-specific hoarse sound.

The ghost hand used the body of the ape god as a medium, frantically sucking the qi of the five masters, Li Xianyu's body could not contain these majestic qi, and his skin began to crack, like a porcelain doll full of cracks.

His left arm, on the other hand, was a little thicker, and his muscles were knotted, a process of expansion and accumulation of alienated substances, which were always locked in his left arm by the aura of his left shoulder.

If the qi in Li Xianyu's body was the surging Yellow River before, now it is a roaring tsunami. He is like a balloon, constantly inflated, constantly inflated, ready to explode at any moment.

If you know moderation, then it is not called gluttony.

The five masters all felt the phenomenon of wild discharge of qi in their bodies, and they were shocked and angry. The little girl screamed, "Let go, let go." ”

The little boy yelled, "Give it a try." ”

Unable to move at all, they were like magnets attached to iron, stuck to that breath.

The god of war said in a deep voice: "An external force is needed to break this balance. ”

Li Peiyun's eyes lit up, his mind moved, and the flying sword broke through the air, roaring and piercing into the central cyclone.

The cyclone, which was invisible to ordinary people, stagnated slightly, and then exploded, and the balance was broken, and the cyclone explosion set off a hurricane, and the valley flew sand and rocks, and the grass and trees were broken.

Li Peiyun and the others retreated at the same time, and after the wind subsided, Li Xianyu and the ape god were left in the same place. The ape god was covered in blood, half-kneeling, motionless, and if it weren't for the slightly heaving chest, it proved that he was still alive.

Li Xianyu stood still, leaning on his body, his arms drooping, and the zombies stood in the same posture.

The two old monsters had gloomy faces, and in just a few minutes, half of their "Qi" was taken away, although this thing is just like physical strength, and it takes a while to recover, but on the battlefield, qi is life.

"What's the matter with this kid?" the boy squinted, his gaze fixed on the young man.

"He hides a lot of secrets," the little girl's face turned pale, her eyes shining, and she licked her lips, "The power of qi and blood is very tempting, and you must catch him for double cultivation if you have the chance." ”

The god of war lamented: "Not dead yet. ”

The ape god is not dead, this is not good, S-level masters rarely go out on missions, only the existence of the demon treasure can attract S-level masters to dispatch, if you can't kill it this time, it will be difficult in the future.

Moreover, after this battle, Bao Ze's determination to exterminate the remnants of the Ancient God Sect will increase, and it is possible for the S-level group to be formed, and even the person surnamed Qin will be dispatched in person, and then there will be no chance, but they can only go abroad to avoid trouble.

The god of war roared, his flesh and blood swelled in a circle, inspired the power of qi and blood, jumped forward, raised his fist in mid-air, and planned to give the ape god a fatal mending knife.

Seeing this scene, many scattered cultivators changed their faces, the Ancient God Sect and Bao Ze had a big enmity, the Ancient God Sect back then was not weaker than the power of the Seven Great Surnames, and at its peak, it could even be compared with the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism.

A few years ago, the Ancient God Cult became history, and the super master was the only one left, the God of War, who had never given up rebuilding the Ancient God Cult over the years, such a heroic figure was a huge threat to Bao Ze.

The god of apes has lost his combat effectiveness, and the two masters on the list are pulling their skins in the air, watching coldly, who else can stop the god of war.

Many casual cultivators have the idea of retreating, especially those who choose to stand in Baoze, if they don't leave now, they may be liquidated later. And the ape god has fallen here, and Bao Ze's support team is coming, and it is bound to kill on a large scale, but it doesn't matter if you loose cultivators are friends or not.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound, and the punch of the god of war was blocked.

The heirs of the Li family fought fist to fist, and they actually blocked the god of war, who ranked 15th on the bloodline list.

In front of everyone's eyes, this young man maintained the same posture as a zombie, but raised his deformed and ugly left arm and punched the god of war, not to mention, his posture was super stylish.

Seeing the Li family heirs and the god of war facing their heads, the cultivators couldn't accept it for a while, it was too unreasonable, according to some information that the Li family heirs had already announced, he had obviously just stepped into the bloodline realm, and everyone knew about the unparalleled war soul that had been self-styled for twenty years. Later, in Sanli and a half village, the descendants of the Li family appeared in front of a wave of people, and the outside world speculated that he had actually secretly cultivated for many years.

But even then, you're just a rising star, why compete with the God of War?

The surprise in the heart of the god of war was even worse, in his impression, although this kid had some qualifications, he was a junior after all, and his strength was too far behind. However, with this punch, the qi machine contained in it turned out to be even more powerful than him.

The young man with his head hanging suddenly raised his face, his cheeks crawling with hideous veins, "The whole world wants me to die, the whole world wants me to die....."

The left arm swelled violently a few times, and the qi machine rushed out, and the god of war was knocked out by this huge force. Li Xianyu jumped up, stepped on the chest of the god of war, and exploded a circular qi ripple under his feet.

The god of war fell to the ground with a bang, smashing a human figure on the ground.

Li Xianyu pounced, his ghost hand tightly clasped the left arm of the god of war, and his gluttony was launched, devouring the qi machine frantically. At the same time, the right fist slammed the face of the god of war.

His attacks were undisciplined, like street ruffians fighting, but the person who was beaten was the top master of the Bloodline Realm, the 15th-ranked former Rank A killer and current leader of the Ancient God Cult.

I don't know how many people have lost their sights.

The god of war was able to fight back at the beginning, and he also smashed him with his right fist, but he consumed a lot before, and at this moment, the qi in his body was sucked again, and he gradually couldn't bear it, so he changed to block with his right arm, and he was dignified God of War, which looked like a weak victim who was bullied by a bad boy at this time.

Li Xianyu finally realized the helplessness of his grandmother that night, the god of war is worthy of being a master known for close combat, and his head is too iron. Every punch he can crack the mountain and crack the rock, but he can't smash the skull of the god of war.

This guy is the reincarnation of Sanwa?

The bloodline world has not died a top master for decades, and it is not unreasonable, because it is too difficult to kill.

"Li Peiyun!" Victory roared.

Shout!

A sharp sound of breaking the air came, and a narrow flying sword stabbed at the back of Li Xianyu's head. Among the three swordsmanship that has to pass on the demon way, the sword of meaning is the most unpredictable, coming and going invisible.

When the whistle sounded, the flying sword was already approaching, less than three inches away from the back of Li Xianyu's head, and then it stopped, the sword body buzzed and trembled, and it could not advance forward for half a minute.

Li Xianyu held the flying sword, the blood in his palm was dripping, and the stronger the flying sword vibrate, the tighter he held it. His left arm was still clasped around the arm of the god of war, greedily not letting go of a single bit of food.

Li Peiyun's face changed slightly, since cultivating the Sword of Intent, it was the first time that he encountered a situation where the flying sword was controlled by someone. The flying sword also contains a sharp sword qi, but it doesn't seem to work against the heirs of the Li family?

No, it's not that it doesn't work, it's that the sword qi is consumed by a more powerful qi machine.

At this time, he saw the heir of the Li family turn his head, his eyes were scarlet, and he grinned at him.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound of metal cracking, the metacarpal bones were silently exerted, and the flying sword was broken.

Li Peiyun's eyes were dark, and his headache was about to explode.

The Sword of Meaning, as the name suggests, does not rely on qi to control, does not rely on ability to control, but tempers the mind with a unique mental method, and becomes one with the flying sword, and the sword contains Li Peiyun's will, or spiritual power.

"Demon Dao's three-talent sword, ruined one?" someone muttered.

The god of war made a quick decision and blew up his left arm with a gas machine, so as to get rid of Li Xianyu's control. He kicked his legs, slipped out like a loach, and hurriedly retreated to a safe distance.

Splitting headaches and dizziness hit.

"Boss!" several masters of the Ancient God Sect rushed to respond, so far, the black-robed man was killed in battle, the white-robed woman was seriously injured, and the earth and blood demon were all injured.

There are not as many casualties as Bao Ze, but the ancient god sect has withered over the years, and the strongest combat power under the god of war is only a dozen in total, and the god of war looks at everyone's appearance, and it is difficult to breathe in distress.

Low-end combat power is not valuable, he has a way to gather a batch at any time, and what is really valuable is these high-end combat power.

"Not good!" the god of war's face changed suddenly.

The heirs of the Li family rushed towards Li Peiyun like a mad dog, and his hatred for Li Peiyun seemed to be higher than his own.

The god of war gritted his teeth: "Let's go together!"

Blood Demon and Tuxing Sun Qi took a few steps back: "Boss, let's withdraw first, Baoze's rescue team will come soon." ”

For a long time, they used guerrilla tactics against Bao Ze, and I made trouble at the entrance of the village today, and at the end of the village tomorrow, and by the way, I killed the ordinary law enforcement team. If you don't come to two S-grades, that's food delivery.

After the headquarters of the Ancient God Cult was gone, these remnants had no worries, and they were not afraid to wear shoes barefoot. While secretly accumulating strength, he occasionally makes trouble.

"Fool, if Li Peiyun dies here, our hard work will be in vain. The god of war hesitated and waved his hand: "You guys withdraw first." ”

The people of the Ancient God Sect let out a breath, and their mood was quite low.

Rolled over again.

The heirs of the Li family are not poisonous, but as long as he participates, it is not good to be accurate, and this melee has been fought so far, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

The ape god has been protected by the remaining Baoze employees, and a quick victory is no longer possible.

The duel between the two extreme descendants kicked off.

In addition to the long-established Taoist Buddhist Association, the duel between the Extreme Dao Descendants can be described as a once-in-a-century encounter, even Li Wushuang back then, he has never fought against a strong person who is also a Extreme Dao Descendant.

Li Peiyun guarded the dantian with qi, guarded the mud pill, dispelled the headache, held the sword of qi in his right hand, and dragged the heavy sword in his left hand,

He slashed out dozens of swords in one breath, and the clear and bright sword light roared out, every sword qi of Fu Shan needs to be polished by himself for many years, the purer the sword intent, the more condensed the sword qi, she can't be in a hurry, she can only contain ten sword qi every year, and each one is hard work.

And Li Peiyun's sword qi seems to be unwanted, and he sways it wantonly.

Fu Shan, who was in mid-air, saw this scene, like a poor man who was living a miserable life guarding his money bag, and was heartbroken when he saw the gentleman who burned money and lit cigarettes.

It's worthy of the three-talent swordsmanship of the demon road.,There's something about it.。

Chen Yu sighed with emotion: "Every Extreme Dao descendant should not be underestimated. The left hand of the Li family heir is very strange. ”

Fu Shan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Your Chen family has a wide range of roads and is well-informed, have you ever heard of a means that can arouse people's desires?"

Chen Yu looked at her strangely: "It abounds, why are you asking this." ”

Fu Shan was dumbfounded, yes, most of the double cultivation and replenishment methods have the effect of aphrodisiac, but what she wants to ask is not this, provoking lust and direct orgasm are two different things. With her willpower, she is not afraid of any aphrodisiac means, but the hands of the Li family heirs are different, as long as he touches you, you will.

Fu Shan didn't know what to say.

Brother, have you ever seen a way to orgasm when you touch it?

Completely unspeakable.

Forget it, no matter what, she has a hunch, it won't be long before the strange methods of the Li family heirs will be famous in the bloodline world, and when the time comes, she will be able to know what kind of means it is by paying attention to his information.

Li Xianyu was swirled with electric light, his body was strange, he quickly dodged the sword light, and the distance between the two sides continued to narrow. He smelled the deliciousness of the food, and the qi emitted by the sword of qi intoxicated him.

Seeing that the heirs of the Li family were approaching, Li Peiyun was not in a hurry, and directly raised his hands to split.

Facing the most powerful qi sword among the three swords, Li Xianyu did not retreat, but instead raised his left hand to meet it and held the divine sword of the gods.

"Hey, idiot, this thing can't be eaten......" the slime monster screamed, and from the beginning to the end it was encouraging Li Xianyu to eat Li Xianyu.

At this point, it finally became frightened.

The sword qi emitted by the sword of qi brought it great pain, it was a divine weapon specially refined for it, and everyone in the world knew that the three-talent swordsmanship of the demon path was ancient and unparalleled, but they didn't know that his original purpose was just to fight against the devil in his body.

Li Xianyu was connected to its perception, and his painful face twitched, but he just didn't let go, and held the sword of qi tightly. Then he picked up his right fist and smashed the heavy sword.

Can't pull it out?

Li Peiyun's heart sank, he couldn't take back the sword of qi, no matter how he urged the sword qi, the sword of qi could never break free, and what made him even more unacceptable was that Li Xianyu's left hand was still safe and sound, except for the constant screams.

What's going on with his arm, the night in Sanli and a half village, it's obviously not like this.

Give me another month, and I will be able to disperse the sword of qi, Li Peiyun thought through gritted teeth.

The sword of qi has no entity, it can gather and disperse, it is more like an air soldier, and theoretically there is no such thing as being caught and not being able to take it back. But Li Peiyun first got this sword, and he hasn't yet mastered it.

Unless he was shattered by a punch from the Peerless Battle Spirit like before, he would not be able to recondense the Qi Sword.

Dangdangdang.....

Li Xianyu's ferocious fist kept smashing on the heavy sword, and the sound of striking iron was extremely loud.

After a dozen punches, the heavy sword was overwhelmed and cracked into fine cracks.

Li Xianyu let out a low roar, exerted all his strength, and smashed the heavy sword with one punch, hitting Li Peiyun's chest.

The powerful and heavy fist, after being cut in half by the heavy sword, still shattered Li Peiyun's sternum, he floated out like a broken paper kite, and the sword of qi was out of his hand.

Li Xianyu, who broke the second of the three swordsmanship in a short period of time, was like a mad demon, irresistible, he threw the sword of qi lightly and held it with his right hand, at this time his left hand had melted and turned into a slimy lump, like a handful of snot hanging on his arm, although it was a little disgusting.....

The slime seemed to have been greatly traumatized, and its blood vessels were dimmed, and it began to suck back Li Xianyu's qi to nourish itself.

Li Xianyu leaned back and threw the sword of qi like a javelin, and it turned into a trend, penetrating Li Peiyun's body and nailing him to the stone wall.

Li Xianyu roared in the sky, like thunder.

Since Li Wuxiang's death, after 20 years, the heirs of the Li family spoke out for the first time.

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