As the orange-skinned old man's words fell, Li Shuhong and the others suddenly felt that breathing began to become difficult.

Painstakingly squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Taoism...... Nature......"

That's right, this is exactly the "realm" that only the Great Masters of Dao Law Nature can control!

And the old man on the other side may have mastered the power of the wind!

His strength is probably not below the number one immortal on the heavenly list who amazed the heroes with a sword in the capital that day!

The old man on the other side did not answer, but continued to tighten the restrictions on the air around them.

He wasn't even going to shoot directly, maybe in his mind, the three little guys were just ants.

And that's exactly what happened.

Li Shuhong's face turned blue, and he struggled to ask, "Why are you doing this......

The old man still didn't answer.

"Aren't you afraid of my master......"

As soon as he said this, the old man reacted.

He stood with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "The old man has achieved great achievements, and his strength is no longer under the master at this moment." At this moment, even if your master is here? ”

Li Shuhong didn't speak, and the three of them couldn't do anything else at this time except to resist the oppression of the air with all their might.

But Li Shuhong didn't speak, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he just stared straight behind the old man.

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously turned his head.

There was nothing behind him.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks.

Raising his hand and touching it, a wet and cold feeling filled the epidermis of his fingers.

"Rain?"

The old man muttered, and then looked not far behind him.

I saw that in the rain curtain three zhang away, there was a person wearing a green shirt and standing with his hands in his hands.

The old man looked at Li Shuhong and the three again, and the three seemed to have been liberated, and they no longer looked like they were out of breath at this moment.

"Rain?!"

His face was ugly, and his steel teeth were clenched.

The difference in strength is now visible to the naked eye.

The other party's "field" perfectly covered his "field", and even he was unaware of it.

Luckily, he was prepared!

On the day he began to plan this, he knew that if he wanted to do great things, the immortals were the hurdle they would inevitably cross!

So...... They've been plotting how to deal with the immortals!

The inky night suddenly rises tomorrow!

This tomorrow is so fierce that Li Shuhong and others have a feeling of being evaporated for a while.

The green-shirted swordsman who looked exactly like Li Shuhong looked around at the more than thirty great Confucians who appeared at some point, raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.

"Immortals! For today, the old man and others have waited too long. ”

Seeing that the rain had stopped, the orange-peeled old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts!" The chaos in the world is because martial arts masters can act recklessly! And you're the first to bear the brunt of it! ”

He looked at the pale Li Shuhong and the others and the silently silent swordsman, and stroked his beard proudly, "Fifty years!" Finally, it's time for you to show your flaws! The Vitality Sky Lock has been completed! Immortals! Stay today! ”

On Shengyang Mountain, a disciple of the academy withdrew the long sword that had pierced into the chest of the master of the Leaning Moon Valley, and then raised his head in shock.

"That's ...... What?! ”

The same is true everywhere else.

In front of the burrow, Ling Zhouqing, who was fishing at night by the stream, looked up at the scorching sun in the night sky that reflected the entire Shengyang Mountain like day, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Has it started?" ”

A disciple ran over in a hurry, "Mountain Chief! Heavenly—"

"I know, don't panic."

Ling Zhouqing continued to catch the fish unhurriedly, the fish drifted and swayed, he was refreshed and slammed the rod.

But when he saw what he caught, his face turned black - as expected, this time it was not a fish, but a head, a head that the villains of the Leaning Moon Valley would not be able to look at.

Casually smashed the head, Ling Zhouqing threw another rod, and then instructed the disciple, "Go, don't care about that thing in the sky, today you will clean up all the little things that come up to the mountain to make trouble, and you don't need to leave a living mouth." ”

"Yes, the student quits."

The disciple withdrew.

Ling Zhouqing glanced at the scorching sun in the night sky and let out an inexplicable sigh.

"Alas......"

............

Li Guanqi, who pretended to be Li Shuhong, had a panicked expression, and she seemed to finally understand something.

But the green-shirted swordsman was unmoved.

He even had a strange expression, like seeing a pig saying that he could fly.

Then he drew his sword.

"Your rain and snow sword styles are all restrained by the Yuan Qi Heavenly Lock! Just get your hands tied! ”

Hearing the orange-peeled old man's words, Li Shuhong smiled.

"Sword Eleven: Catching the Sun."

The seventh to twelfth of the swords are the sword styles that represent summer in the 24 solar terms.

Sword Eleven is the fifth sword among them, which corresponds to "Xiao Xia".

I saw that the scarlet glazed long sword in the hand of the green-shirted swordsman suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and even the air seemed to be rippled by the heat!

And the "scorching sun" in the sky is even stronger, which makes the whole valley like a steamer!

Li Shuhong and the three of them didn't notice it, but the dozens of congenital realm masters around them were sweating like rain at the moment, their lips were white, and even their bodies were a little swaying.

But they are still gritting their teeth and holding on.

Unfortunately, except for Li Shuhong and the others, the temperature in the valley is rising rapidly.

Forty degrees, fifty degrees, sixty degrees......

Finally, someone couldn't hold on.

But the first to strike was the orange-peeled old man!

"Crossing the river for thousands of feet, into the bamboo and ten thousand poles!"

I saw that he instantly drained the air around the green-shirted swordsman, and then several wind blades several feet wide slashed at the green-shirted swordsman and the three of them respectively, and then he rushed straight towards ...... Li Shuhong!

Boom——!

What can I do, thunder fell from the sky! Just as he was about to succeed, a ten-zhang thick thunderbolt fell from the nine heavens and slammed it on top of his head!

And then another!

Two courses!

Three ways!

Five Ways!

In a blink of an eye, nine lightning bolts split the old man's place into ruins!

The scorching sun in the night sky still burned out after all, just like the lives of more than 30 great Confucians.

They weren't dead yet, but the speed at which they borrowed Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi couldn't keep up with their consumption.

In other words, the harder they worked, the stronger the sword of the green-shirted swordsman became, and the higher the temperature fed back to them.

They...... Actually fighting with yourself.

This so-called "Vitality Sky Lock" is like a joke for the green shirt swordsman.

The more than thirty innate great masters were so dehydrated at this moment that they fell to the ground as if they were dry.

The black-brown bodies wrinkled to the skin and bones resembled corpses, and if they weren't still breathing, anyone would think that these people had been dead for a long time.

The scorching sun cleared, and darkness returned to the valley.

put away the rouge glazed sword, but the green-shirted swordsman did not leave.

Although his strength at this time could only last less than eight minutes, he did not flee far away, nor did he leave with the three of "Li Shuhong", but watched the smoke from the falling lightning and quietly waited for something.

Soon, what he was waiting for came.

"Immortals! Dead ——! ”

Dozens of wind blades seven or eight zhang long and one zhang wide suddenly flew out from the smoke, but they were scattered by the green-shirted swordsman.

Then out of the smoke rushed a swift figure wrapped in the wind, so fast that it even tore through the air and rubbed a large number of sparks!

The old man looked at the green-shirted swordsman from far and near, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

It felt like my heart was beating faster and faster, faster and faster.

That's the joy of a decades-old wish coming true!

This blow burned his entire life! This blow can even tear the sky apart!

The other party didn't even know that his name was Yu Shucheng.

But he didn't care anymore.

As long as you can kill the number one immortal on this heavenly list, then the plan after that can be implemented smoothly! It doesn't matter if he's dead!

As long as it can be successful!

But why......

Why did the immortal approach slow down?

Was he scared?

No...... It's the self that slows down.

It's not ...... Just a little bit......

The immortal just looked at him.

Watch as the wind around him dissipates.

Looking at him, his seven orifices were bleeding and his skin was cracked, but he was still staggering forward, moving slowly.

Moving......

He finally moved in front of the immortal, but he couldn't take a step after all.

His pupils had begun to dilate.

The immortal didn't speak, but just stepped forward.

Yu Shucheng fell.

But before he fell, the broken half-broken sword in his hand finally stabbed the immortal's body.

Though...... Not even his shirt had been punctured, but a smile appeared on his face.

When.

The remnant of the sword fell to the ground, and with the life of its owner, faded away.

Li Shuhong looked down at the satisfied smile on his orange-peeled old face, and it was a sigh after all.

He turned back to the three of them and said, "You go to the bamboo forest three miles outside Shengyang Town first. ”

Li Guanqi, who was dressed as Li Shuhong, nodded, and shouted Zhang Daoya, who was puzzled, and the painstaking recitation with his eyes closed and left first.

"Be careful yourself."

Li Shuhong did not answer.

He looked back at Shengyang Mountain.

There's one last thing to do tonight.

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