Chapter 459: Empty Hands

"Hehe, good, I really have courage, but sometimes it's not a good thing to be too bold, you have to measure your strength, if your strength is too weak, then it's not a good thing to be bold. Saying that, Long Feiyu suddenly increased his momentum, and instantly crushed towards Yang Lei, wanting to give Yang Lei, a young man who didn't know the height of the sky, a little color.

However, Yang Lei is not such an easy person to deal with, for this sudden momentum, he was not used to it at first, and he was almost crushed to the ground, but he quickly got used to it, and looked at Long Feiyu without changing his face: "Old guy, old man, your momentum is just like this, do you dare to be a little stronger? Don't say that even my little martial god can't suppress it, then, old guy, you are too embarrassed." ”

At this time, a teenager walked out of the crowd, looking like he was in his twenties, and he looked very delicate, but he had arrogance in his bones that was difficult to hide: "You are that Yang Lei? ”

Seeing this young man, Long Feiyu's momentum suddenly dissipated into invisibility: "Xiaoli, why are you here?" Long Feiyu looked at him, his face was very kind.

"Master, don't lower your identity and worry about this kid, just let the disciple compete with him. "Murong Li is one of the most outstanding geniuses of the Murong family, and because of his special physique and good qualifications, he accepted Long Feiyu as a disciple after he left the customs, and he is also extremely fond of him.

Murong Li's cultivation is not high now, but among the younger generation, it can be regarded as outstanding, and his cultivation has reached the level of Tongxuan Great Perfection, and he can break through Tongxuan and enter the realm of yin and yang at any time, if it weren't for Long Feiyu asking him to step by step, Murong Li would have broken through Tongxuan and entered the level of yin and yang.

"Xiaoli, you ......"

"Master, don't worry, I won't kill him. Murong Li saw what his master wanted to say, so he smiled and said.

When Yang Lei heard this, he laughed in his heart, this kid is just a martial artist in the Xuan realm, although his realm is stronger than himself, but to deal with himself, he is really not qualified.

And Long Feiyu naturally knows that since Yang Lei can withstand his momentum, it is the momentum of the strong people who have reached the level of condensation that feel headaches and pressure, since Yang Lei can bear it, then it can be proved that he is definitely not a simple person, and he is definitely not a little martial god can do it, and if this kid is really so easy to deal with, he will not be so valued by the ancient ones.

So if Murong Li really wants to fight him, who wins and who loses, it is obvious that his newly accepted disciple has extraordinary qualifications, and his real cultivation can be compared with a martial artist at the level of yin and yang, but he is too arrogant and too arrogant, and he originally wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, if he is allowed to suffer a little setback, it is not a good thing, let him know what is outside the sky.

Thinking of this, Long Feiyu stopped talking.

"Little one, what a big breath. "Hearing that Murong Li, this kid is actually ashamed, saying that he will not hurt his life, this is simply too funny, although his realm is in the Great Perfection of the Martial God, this guy is Tongxuan Great Perfection, a big level difference, but, he has cultivated the Vajra is not bad, and he has reached the tenth layer, and he will even be able to break through to the eleventh layer soon, which is comparable to the martial artist of the Five Qi Dynasty, a small Tongxuan, his attack does not let Yang Lei put it in his eyes at all, if there is no magic weapon, his attack is almost like tickling himself, so Murong Li's tone makes Yang Lei feel funny。

"Little guy, you actually say I'm a little guy?" Murong Li laughed angrily, this kid is said to be a genius on the first day of the Xuanji Sect, but now that he sees that his cultivation is only at the level of a martial god, thinking about this first day, he is just boasting. Yang Lei is not clear yet, since he dealt with the affairs of the Shura Palace, he has become a first-day disciple of the Xuanji Gate, of course, the original genius disciples of the Xuanji Gate are dissatisfied with this, it can be said that they are eyeing each other, if Yang Lei can't find anyone, the people who challenge him, the people who trouble him, I don't know how many.

"It's not a little guy, is it still an old guy?" Yang Lei smiled, this guy is interesting, his qualifications are good, and his cultivation is okay, but his temper doesn't seem to be very good, he looks like Lao Tzu is the best in the world, which makes Yang Lei unaccustomed to it, thinking to himself, even a genius like me, a person with an all-round cultivation system, is not so high-profile, so arrogant, he is just at the level of Tongxuan, and now he is twenty-one years old, but I have to admit that this kid has a good master, it seems that the old guy still values him a lot, and he is very protective of him," If you want me to call you old fellow, I don't mind, but in that case, wouldn't you be on an equal footing with that old fellow? Could it be that your status is the same as that of your master? Or do you want to take the place of that old fellow?"

Yang Lei's words can not be described as not poisonous, these words are clearly intended to destroy the relationship between their master and apprentice, Long Feiyu on the side couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it, this kid, his tongue is really vicious, but he didn't care, and he didn't have any angry expression. When Murong Li heard this, his face changed greatly, if he was really like this, it would be a great rebellion, a crime of betraying his master, betraying his master, and a person who disrespects his master, then he will be spurned by others.

"You...... You...... What a sharp-toothed guy, today I Murong has to pull out your tongue. After Murong Li finished speaking, a long sword appeared in his hand, the long sword was simple and sharp, and the treasure was shining, obviously not an ordinary ancient sword, but a high-quality sword, although it was not as strong as an immortal weapon, but it was also a first-class treasure, and it was not much worse than the imitation treasure money that Yang Lei had obtained before.

"Good sword, if you use this sword, it's too wasteful, so give it to me. Yang Lei smiled slightly, the wind under his feet, and he came to Murong Li in an instant, the speed was so fast that Murong Li hadn't reacted yet, he didn't expect that Yang Lei would be so unruly, and he would do it when he said he would do it.

Empty-handed, Yang Lei made a clever move, which Yang Lei learned when he was shooting the condor plot in the dream world, it was Zhu Cong's stunt, but it was improved by Yang Lei, and it was still very powerful to enter the white blade empty-handed. Without paying attention, Murong Li was robbed of his weapon, and his face suddenly fell down, very unsightly, he didn't expect him to behave so badly, which made him very unconvinced, and his anger suddenly rose to the top.