CHAPTER XXV

"You know what, I also want to be praised by the martial artist and favored by the martial artist, so I have been training hard, so I have always been the one with the highest cultivation in the martial arts hall. ”

"But what about you? Just because I am the eldest young master of the Wang family, you doubt my efforts? Tell you, He Li, I haven't used any pills for so many years, and I have broken through in a drop of sweat."

The warriors brought by Wang Chen were also silent at this time, they never thought that their young master would be such a persevering person.

In their hearts, I'm afraid it's the same as most people's thoughts!

In the silent night sky, Wang Chen's voice at this time was so clear, echoing throughout the valley, drifting far, far away......

"I'm jealous of you, He Li, it's time for the Dixuan Sect to recruit disciples soon, and I want you to have no way to participate in the disciple assessment of the Dixuan Sect. ”

Wang Chen suddenly raised his head, stared at He Li coldly with a pair of eyes, and said coldly.

"So you want to get rid of me?"

He Li was also a little stunned at this time, and said in surprise.

"Don't use your flat eyes, do you know how disgusting my heart is every time I see your flat eyes. ”

"Wang Chen ......" He Li still wanted to explain something, but Wang Chen didn't give him this opportunity at all.

"Do it!"

The dozen or so people who surrounded He Li at the beginning suddenly moved and attacked He Li who was standing in the middle.

is also a martial artist at the peak of the mortal realm, He Li's attack power may not be as good as these battle-hardened wizard guards, but in terms of skills, He Li's mastery of martial arts is something that these martial artists can't catch up with.

Lingyunbu!

With a light body martial art he had mastered, He Li began to swim among these black-clothed people, like a nimble fish, passing through every gap.

His footsteps moved slightly, his clothes floated, and Lu Yang's figure always seemed to be able to easily avoid attacks before they landed on him. It seems that these men in black are deliberately releasing water.

Wang Chen watched this situation from the side, and couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart.

I secretly scolded these fools in my heart, but I didn't really think that they would go against their will and want to let He Li go. He knew in his heart that He Li, as one of the most talented in the martial arts hall, mastered a strange and varied number of martial arts, and in the same realm, how could these half-martial artists be able to kill.

The corner of his eye swept over the gray-clothed old man standing aside, and his heart couldn't help but settle down.

It was a gray-clothed man, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, and the white hair on the top of his head added a touch of vicissitudes, and stood there quietly. Except for when He Li had just come to this small valley for wine, he opened his eyes lightly, glanced at He Li, closed his eyes again, and kept standing there pretending to sleep.

However, at this moment, his imprisoned eyes suddenly opened, revealing a trace of divine light under his eyes, as if some rare treasure was waiting for him in front of him.

He looked at the battlefield hesitantly, and saw that He Li was clearly at a disadvantage at this time, and when he saw Wang Chen next to him, he was standing next to him and watching the battlefield at this time, and a regretful expression flashed on his face from time to time.

Finally, as if thinking of something, the gray-clothed man stomped his foot slightly, and his figure disappeared strangely in place.

Looking at He Li, who seemed to be at a disadvantage but did not fall under the attack of the man in black, Wang Chen's anxiety finally came to his heart.

"He Li, die!"

He is experiencing the role of spiritual power, observing the entire battlefield with spiritual power, which seems to be inferior, but he can attack at any time and reverse the entire situation.

He Li was immersed in this feeling, and at this time, when he heard this loud shout, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and he retreated from this state and looked at the place where the voice came from in surprise

But Wang Chen finally couldn't bear it anymore! he picked up his matching sword, and as soon as his body became larger, he attacked He Li in the battlefield.

"King's Sword First Style"

He Li's figure quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding Wang Chen's sudden attack.

Ugh

But it was stabbed by a sword.

Seeing that their young masters were desperate to kill them, these black-clothed people were naturally anxious and angry in their hearts. Isn't that a sign of their incompetence?

What I think in my heart is naturally reflected in my hands.

The attack of the man in black also became fierce again, coupled with Wang Chen's sudden addition, He Li finally did not dodge, and was cut through his clothes by a sword.

"Second Style!"

"Third Style!"

He Ligang wanted to say something, but Wang Chen didn't give him a chance, and the attack followed.

Relying only on Ling Yunbu, how could He Li be an opponent, relying on the advantage of spiritual power, He Li avoided every sword again and again.

In his heart, he didn't want to really hurt Wang Chen.

However, Wang Chen's attack was sword after sword, and one style was stronger than the other.

Fourth Pose!

Fifth Style!

Sixth Pose!

Burst!

After all, He Li was still just a small cultivator in the mortal realm, and under the attack of Wang Chen and more than a dozen others, although he dodged a large number of attacks with the perception ability of spiritual power. However, his spiritual power did not come from cultivation after all, and it was already a miracle that he was able to hold on to it until this time!

Of course, He Li still has his own killer weapon that he has not used, and he has only used one of the effects of spiritual power, and the other most important aspect, He Li has not used it, and He Li is unwilling to use the spiritual power that touches and dies.

Because, he never wanted to really hurt Wang Chen, after all, he has been living in the martial arts hall all these years, and although there is a fight between the students in the same period, it has not reached the point of life and death.

However, today, looking at the wounds on his body and looking at Wang Chen, who was attacking him frantically, He Li suddenly understood! When he was kind, he might be the last one to fall.

"He Li, the ancestor of my Wang family created his own king-style swordsmanship eighteen styles, and the first seven styles that can be used in the mortal realm, now, let me use this seventh style to send you!"

When Lu Yang closed his eyes, he seemed to hear Wang Chen's crazy shout.

A smile actually rose in He Li's heart at this time.