Chapter Forty-Three: Fighting!

Zhang Cheng was the closest, and he couldn't bear this sudden momentum, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly took more than ten steps back.

But instead of being angry, he showed a sneer on his gloomy face.

Thinking of the last time Li Yu left, when Li Yu didn't leave him a trace of face, and unceremoniously took away the most valuable flying sword and storage bag, Zhang Cheng was secretly ruthless in his heart.

"There's Lord Lizhu here, little bastard, I want to see how you end up today!"

At this moment, suddenly, a calm voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, as soon as Your Excellency comes here, you will use your breath to oppress me, is this to give Poor Dao a dismount?"

The voice is not loud, but the words are clear.

Li Zhu stopped, suddenly looked up, and saw that the courtyard door had been opened at some point.

A young Taoist in a purple robe walked out slowly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Taoist face is delicate, the contour is soft, the skin is fair and delicate, like mutton fat and white jade, the breath is clean and pure, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

However, at this moment, the Taoist's black and white, clear eyes like mountain springs revealed a hint of coldness.

No matter who was present, as long as they were swept by a pair of eyes of the young Taoist, they suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies, and a feeling of impending disaster hit their hearts.

"Innate ......"

Li Zhu's eyes narrowed, and the casual and casual on his face gradually put away, and he became a little more cautious and ...... Surprised.

"Impossible!"

Zhang Cheng's eyes widened even more, looking at Li Yu, his face was full of disbelief, and he exclaimed.

The last time I met Li Yu, Li Yu was just an acquired Qi Cultivation Realm, and his cultivation was inferior to him.

But how long has it been now?

Four months at most, right?

Li Yu has actually been promoted to congenital fetal breath!

This kind of promotion speed is too exaggerated!

Zhang Cheng wondered if he had recognized the wrong person.

He didn't want to believe it, thinking that Li Yu was using some spell or magic weapon to create an illusion, so he sensed it over and over again.

However, the conclusions he came to made his heart gradually fall to the bottom.

The purple-robed Taoist in front of him is indeed the Li Yu he knows, just like a fake!

What the heck?!

Many players are puzzled.

This guy is from the UC Shock Ministry, right?

Even if the herring fish Taoist is extraordinary, is it necessary for the two of you to react so exaggeratedly?

Li Yu didn't look at him, and looked at Li Zhu: "Aren't Your Excellency going to say something?" ”

Li Zhu gradually regained his composure.

Although he didn't understand when the other party became an innate cultivator, he was not afraid.

"In the Lower Shengyang Mansion, the Great Seal of Demon Suppression, Li Zhu."

He was not in a hurry to make a move, he introduced himself with a strange gaze: "Daoist friend is young, he can have this cultivation, he must not be an unknown person, I don't know where my friend is from, where is Xianshan?" ”

Although his personality is extreme and paranoid, and he acts ruthlessly, this does not mean that he is reckless, otherwise he would not have cultivated to this level at a young age.

The breath on the other party's body is pure and vibrant, without the slightest hint of twilight and old age, let alone the slightest gloomy atmosphere.

Apparently it wasn't some old monster in disguise, or a demon who was born out of his hands, but a young monk in earnest!

In this way, the other party must have some origins.

Ordinary small sects and sects could not cultivate such true inheritance seeds, so he was very curious about whether Li Yu was a disciple of that family.

Moreover, a congenital fetal rest realm cultivator, not to mention a mere Qingshui Town, even if it is placed in the entire Shengyang Mansion, it is also an immortal Dao master worthy of attention.

Now that the other party is committed to a small place like Qingshui Town, if you want to say that there is no greasy here, he is the first to disbelieve it.

Li Yu returned the salute with a smile: "Poor Daoist calls himself Qingyu Daoist, as for the master, hehe, I can't tell Li Daoyou now." ”

Although he is a disciple of the Tianhe Sect, this kind of ancient great sect is often mysterious, who knows if there will be a large number of enemies hidden in a certain horn that is as deep as the sea.

Don't pretend that you can't force it, but attract the enemy, and when the time comes, someone will kill you casually, and that's what happened to me.

Seeing that Li Yu didn't want to say more, Li Zhu was not surprised, and nodded lightly: "It turned out to be a herring fish Taoist friend." ”

He smiled and said, "Actually, I came today to teach a lesson to the side door cultivator who insulted my Demon Suppression Division, but today I saw the herring fish Taoist with my own eyes, so I gave up my plan." ”

If Li Yu is still the previous Li Yu, then whether he wants to kill or chop, it is a matter of his fingers.

But now that Li Yu has achieved congenital breath and has become a fellow believer with him, his previous plan is obviously not successful.

With a touch of his palm, a handle that was two feet long, the handle was bronze, and the blade was brilliant, like a golden knife made of gold fell into his hand, and the blade flowed with cold light.

"Since Daoist friends don't want to tell their origins, then let the golden knife in my hand ask."

Li Zhu's fingers gently stroked the blade, and his movements were gentle and careful, as if he was touching some rare treasure.

His smile was warm, like a spring breeze and a warm sun. Zhang Cheng seemed to have seen a ghost, he was in a hurry, and quickly hid far away.

A chill appeared in Zhang Cheng's heart.

His boss is a little different from ordinary people, the more he laughs and moves, the more ferocious and ruthless he becomes.

Once he is involved, even if he is his own person, there will be no good end.

Li Yu understood what Li Zhu meant.

A person's appearance, breath, and bloodline can be hidden, but once you start to do it, the exercises and Taoist books, and supernatural powers and spells must be impossible to hide.

How to ask him with a golden knife, it is natural to weigh his ability!

"Please!"

Li Yu stretched out his hand, but as he spoke, he brazenly attacked.

A faint blurred sword light had already touched Li Zhu's back at some point, shooting towards his back heart, yin and vicious.

"Daoyou's move is quite to my liking! People in my generation, as long as they can win, they should do everything! ”

Seeing that Li Yu didn't talk about martial arts, Li Zhu didn't laugh angrily, and the golden knife was unfurled, swinging the sword light.

Then a sword and a sword were entangled.

Clang! Bang Bang Bang!

The sword light and sword shadow are sonorous like thunder.

The two shadows were fierce and domineering, and the sword was powerful and murderous.

The other sword light was pure, dexterous and agile, containing a trace of incredible spirituality and sharpness, like a living thing, blocking all the attacks of the golden knife and launching a counterattack at the same time.

And the golden knife saw that the situation was not good, the knife momentum changed, and it was thrown away from domineering, and it became agile and fast, and there were many more changes in the moves.

This sword and sword are the best in the magic weapon, and in the hands of geniuses like Li Yu and Li Zhu, who have superb swordsmanship and excellent swordsmanship, they can radiate unparalleled power!

The pedestrians and players on the street had long since retreated, but the sound of gold and iron from the two of them still shook their heads and their eardrums hurt.

Far away, there was a trace of sharp energy coming from afar, and their skin hurt when they scraped.

The houses on both sides of the street also trembled, and dust fell.