Forcibly launching a spell with a mortal body requires a huge price, and this price is Li Mo's vitality. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The momentary brilliance exchanged for vitality represents the cry of mortals saying no to immortals.

If you don't believe it, look up, who does the sky spare?

In just a few moments, the Li family seemed to be dozens of years old all of a sudden, his hair was black, his skin was wrinkled, his body was also rickety, and the two flying swords on his shoulders became a great burden.

However, Li Mo still smiled happily, he pulled a cushion for himself, and he was able to kill a warlock with his own hands, and this life was worth it.

Using his life force as a price to forcibly induce a spiritual rune that does not belong to a mortal who can touch, the reason why he was able to stand here without dying on the spot is mostly due to the various cultivation attempts of more than ten years and the search for heavenly treasures that can improve or change his posture.

Although most of the so-called heavenly and earthly treasures are mortal, the benefits are limited, limited by natural qualifications, the cultivation method has never been allowed to enter, and all the efforts have not been rewarded accordingly, and nine times out of ten they have been put into water, but they still have laid some foundation for him.

Compared with ordinary people, it can ensure that the essence is full and there is no disease.

Desperately exhausting the last bit of strength, he barely swallowed a few black pills, and after doing these actions, Li Mo was so weak that he couldn't even lift a finger.

But at this time, he was still sneering.

Mortal sneer!

It seems to be mocking those high-ranking warlocks, they are no different from mortals, and the so-called overlook and superiority are so ridiculous, so inexplicable.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Li Mo's sneer was like a needle pricking his heart, and the senior brother of the Star Pavilion had all his beard and hair, and his eyes were about to split, not only his own junior brother died on the spot before he even had time to scream.

He didn't expect that a mere mortal would be able to kill a righteous path warlock, which was simply provoking the entire Dao sect, and not breaking this Li Mo's body into ten thousand pieces was not enough to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The senior brother of the Star Picking Pavilion was about to urge the flying sword inserted in Li Mo's shoulder to strangle the other party, and an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and he reflexively raised his right hand to block a sudden cold light.

There was a sharp pain in the back of his hand and palm at the same time, making him feel unexpectedly painful, and when he looked closely, a slender flying knife was inserted into the back of his hand, even through the entire palm, if it weren't for Fang Cai's subconscious hand raising action, maybe this flying knife was inserting into his eyebrows.

I don't know when it started, these mortals were able to hurt the high-ranking warlocks, it was bearable, which was unbearable!

What about the defensive spells in front of you?

Inexplicably shocked, the senior brother of the Star Picking Pavilion noticed that there was an inch-sized opening on the aura shield in front of him, which was slowly closing under the effect of mana.

This throwing knife is weird!

"Grandpa!"

Li Mo, who was already desperate, looked at his father in disbelief, how could a mortal soldier hurt a warlock, he never even knew that his father knew martial arts and could use flying knives.

"Hmph, I'm also surnamed Li, and I want to kill my cub, have you asked Lao Tzu?"

Lao Li held a seven-inch-long flying knife between his hanging right fingers, and he was no longer empty-handed.

I haven't used such a weapon for many years, but I haven't had any hands at all.

"I'm going to it!, Lao Li Flying Knife!?"

Li Xiaobai, who was about to look for an opportunity to slip away, was dumbfounded.

The local tyrants and inferior gentry who made a living by squeezing the poor middle peasants turned into martial arts masters, and even made flying knives, coincidentally, they were surnamed Li, and it was inevitable that people would associate Xiao Li with the stalk of flying knives.

However, according to the age of this pot-bellied middle-aged uncle, Xiao Li Feidao naturally became Lao Li Feidao, and it seems that he still looks old.

The father is Lao Li Feidao, the boss seems to be able to urge the spirit rune to kill the warlock, his future daughter-in-law has a strange thing to protect herself, and she has a mysterious lotus seed hidden in her heart, this family is really surprising.

What about the second brother? Li Xiaobai looked at Li Qing, the second lang, who was still soft and muddy, and had not yet recovered, and showed that uselessness was the most vivid expression of a scholar.

Is it also pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Don't look like a nerd on the surface, but you can't stand people hiding deeply!

"You!"

The senior brother of the Star Picking Pavilion glared at Li Dahu angrily, the mortals in this town made him hate him to the extreme, shouldn't they honestly lead the neck and kill him?

Why resist?

He didn't pull out the flying knife that pierced through his right palm, and immediately made a move with his left hand, and the flying sword that pierced Li Mo's right shoulder flew out with a puddle of blood.

Li Mo, who was caught off guard, snorted sullenly, couldn't support it anymore, staggered back a few steps with a pale face, and sat down on the ground, leaving a blood hole the size of a copper coin on the front and back of his shoulder.

Although the few black pills that had just entered the abdomen were rare, they were still just ordinary products, and the medicinal power had not yet been fully released.

In the eyes of the senior brother of the Star Picking Pavilion, Li Mo, who had paid a huge price to trigger the spirit rune, had completely become a fish on the cutting board, and it was difficult to fly with wings, but it was Li Dahu in front of him who made the flying knife that was the real threatening opponent.

From the moment the aura shield was broken, the opponent was good enough to qualify as his opponent.

The flying sword reversed and flew towards Li Dahu at a lightning speed.

There is no mana, no magic weapons, and no spells, even if he has a few weird flying knives, mortals are still mortals, if the other party still has the previous thunder rune in his hand, he may still be afraid of one or two.

But now, a serious warlock is not something that a mere mortal can resist.

In the face of the warlock's flying sword, Li Dahu was not afraid, shouted, but went straight up, his left and right hands were continuous, and the two flying knives hit the flying sword one after another, and forcibly knocked its flight trajectory off by one point.

The surface of the flying blade seems to be wrapped in a layer of qi like a faint white smoke, which is not much inferior to the aura sword light that the flying sword brings.

The sword light grazed Li Dahu's cheek dangerously and dangerously, leaving a two-inch-long fine blood mark, and the remaining momentum rushed out nearly a hundred steps, and turned back again.

However, Li Dahu took the opportunity to rush towards the other party, raised his hand, and two flying knives shot out, completely ignoring the flying swords coming from behind him.

In just a dozen or so steps, under the full burst of strength, he was even faster than the flying sword that was spinning behind him.

The Throwing Knife has the effect of breaking through the aura shield, giving both sides the ability to kill each other.

"Give it to me, retreat!"

The mana of the whole body quickly condensed, the aura instantly went berserk, the warlock shouted violently, and a violent wave of qi exploded in the air.

A figure was swept out fiercely, basically passing over the heads of Li Jiaerlang Li Qing and Li Jiaxiaolang and others, crossing a parabola, and falling into the Li Mansion fiercely, followed by a loud muffled sound.

The old knife handle and the bandits were already stunned, they actually walked away, and did not see that the Li family in Xiyan Town was crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and fought hard against the two warlocks, but they did not fall behind at all, and even killed one of them to the slag, and there were no bones left.

If it weren't for the two warlocks who were killed halfway, I'm afraid that if they wanted to take down the people of the Li family today, they wouldn't have to take the lives of two or three hundred brothers.

"Grandpa!"

Dalang Li Mo rolled on the ground, tears and mud covered his face, but he couldn't do anything, he could only watch Li Dahu being blown away by the other party's spell.

was thrown so far away, and fell so hard, let alone an ordinary person, even a warlock may not survive.

"Hehe! mortals are mortals!

The senior brother of the Star Picking Pavilion was like a proud rooster, letting out an unbridled laugh, but he didn't laugh twice, but it stopped abruptly, he lowered his head and saw a flying knife stuck in his heart, which was fully submerged in four or five inches, and only a little bit of the tail was still outside.

"It turned out to be a remnant of the martial arts!"

He could clearly feel that his life force was passing quickly, and if it weren't for the little mana he had left, I'm afraid he would have fallen by this time.

Even so, this fatal injury had already put the life of Senior Brother of the Star Picking Pavilion irretrievably into the countdown.

"Giggles!"

There was a strange sound from the depths of the warlock's throat, and he suddenly glared at Li Mo viciously, gritting his teeth and saying: "Good means, really good means!" I admit to underestimating you mortal ants, but even if it is death, I will let you taste the pain of losing your loved ones, and it is better to live than die in regret forever!"

Turning his gaze to Li Qing and Li Xiaobai not far away, he mustered up the last mana in his body, and controlled the flying sword to shoot over.

"Xiaolang!"

When Wu Xiangjun heard the warlock's words, he immediately exclaimed, wanting to rely on the talisman Qingyu Pixiu on his body to block the flying sword for Li Xiaobai, but his body was about to move, but Xiang's shoulder was forcibly held down by two powerful arms and pushed it diagonally, and a not particularly tall and burly body blocked in front of her.

"Don't be afraid!"

Li Xiaobai shook his head at Wu Xiangjun who was falling, and still firmly turned his back to the flying sword that was about to come, using his body to protect the little lady in front of him who had not been known for a long time and might become his daughter-in-law.

To put it nicely, he is a bit machismo, to put it mildly, Comrade Xiaobai is a bit of a second, and he would rather be stabbed to death by a flying sword than let a woman block his sword.

The second time I heard Li Xiaolang say to himself, "Don't be afraid", tears in Wu Xiangjun's eyes suddenly welled up.

She can really feel that heart, that is a man's commitment and responsibility to a woman.

"Xiaolang!"

"Xiaolang!"

The second brother Li Qing was struggling on the ground, at this moment he hated himself for being just a nerd, he was really useless and a scholar.

If he can be as good at martial arts as his eldest brother and father, he will be able to protect Xiaolang and Xiangjun now.

"Xiaolang!"

Li Mo shouted in pain again, if he hadn't traveled to find immortals, he wouldn't have met the illegitimate daughter of the Taoist master, and he wouldn't have designed to kill the people of the Dao Sect out of anger, let alone bring the disaster back and kill his father and brother.

"Mortals, die!

As a warlock's superiority, the Warlock of the Star Picking Pavilion let out a smug smile.

The sword light penetrated through the fabric of the clothes, and the sword blade was about to touch the skin of Li Xiaobai's vest.

Click!

It was as if something was cracking, and a loud cracking sound echoed in Li Xiaobai's ears.

Without warning, all things in heaven and earth, birds and fallen leaves, floating dust and flowing water, and even the sword light that was about to penetrate a young body was inexplicably frozen for a moment, and then a sword light that seemed to be pure and pure since the opening of the sky and the earth burst out from Li Xiaobai's body.

The Warlock's flying sword was like a firefly rushing towards the sun, silently dissolved as if it had never existed.

The Warlock of the Star Picking Pavilion suddenly widened his eyes, and the mighty sword light comparable to the sun and the moon not only devoured his flying sword, but also shot at him, but he didn't have time to think about anything, he didn't have time to do anything, he felt that the whole world suddenly lit up, and everything lost its color......

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