114. True pride

The flying sword turned into a silver-white streamer, and the strong sword qi shook the entire wooden table into sawdust, stabbing towards the young man surnamed Li, and the strong sense of crisis pierced his scalp, as if he felt that the whole world had suddenly slowed down.

He could see—

In the silver-white streamer, the flying sword without a handle was emitting a spiral-like sword aura, and then shot towards his eyebrows, and the wooden table that should have been able to block the full force of the magic weapon below the fifth order exploded into countless wooden blocks under this sword aura, and when the flying sword moved forward again, these exploding wooden blocks were split into smaller wooden blocks again under the impact of the spiral sword qi, and then wood slag, wood silk, and wood chips, and directly there was nothing left in the end.

And the cold sword qi stabbed his face with pain, a pain he had never felt before-he knew that when facing the sword qi of some powerful sword cultivators, there would be a pinprick pain, and people who were not strong enough would not be able to fight with such powerful sword cultivators at all. However, the other party's sword qi was different, in addition to the stinging sensation unique to sword cultivation, he also felt a cold chill, which should have come from his flying sword, which made his face a little stiff.

But all this is not the most terrifying.

What was really terrifying was that there was a cold and violent aura that invaded his consciousness and body earlier than this sword qi, not only making him slow to react, but even feeling a sudden burst of cold breath coming from his spine, this unique cold aura made his heart contract suddenly-compared to the tingling sensation on his face, this momentary throbbing pain from the heart was even more unbearable for him.

He knew that this was the murderous spirit of the other party!

However, what made him a little puzzled was that the air around him became a little viscous at this moment, which greatly limited his flexibility.

Originally, with his strength and reflexes, he could easily retreat in the face of this sword, but now he was completely unable to move - not really unable to move, but in the same situation that seemed a little slow motion, he knew that he had no time to dodge this sword, if he insisted on retreating, then the final result would inevitably be that this sword pierced his head and pierced the sea of knowledge.

As his mind raced, the young man of the Li family immediately knew how to deal with it.

The disciples of the Li family have never been like the royal disciples of other families or dynasties, and they rarely go out to practice. In order to be worthy of the surname of the Li family, and in order to make the family proud of them, the strength of the disciples of the Li family has been tempered through countless experiences - of course, this is not absolute, and the Li family also has many disciples who are lazy and hardworking, but all this has nothing to do with him.

Because he is one of the best disciples of the Li family and one of the most powerful contenders for the heir of the future head of the Li family, Li Qiming.

I saw Li Qiming's eyes widened, and his hands moved to the left and right as if he had exhausted all his strength, as if he was about to tear something, and then a faint black brilliance suddenly bloomed in front of him, and the spiral black halo was able to block the flying sword that was almost stabbing him.

I only heard a "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The powerful qi explosion exploded suddenly, slightly dispersing the viscous feeling in the air, and Li Qiming's movements began to become slippery.

A quick step back, his right hand slid through the air, as if he was caressing something, and saw a dark brilliance appear in the air that followed Li Qiming's right hand. When the black light extended to nearly two meters long, Li Qiming suddenly took a big step forward, grabbed the middle of the black light with his left hand upward, and his right hand was also held at the end of the black light.

With a slight flick, the black light spiraled from back to front like a flurry of petals.

What was revealed in Li Qiming's hand was a spear that was as black as ink.

The spear was not thick, and even a little thin, but the barrel exuded a metallic luster, and a strange light white texture spread on the spear, like a carved silver vein, extending from the end of the spear to the end of the spear. And the tip of this spear is not like the tip of an ordinary spear is put on the barrel of the gun, the tip of this spear and the barrel of the gun seem to be forged together, the two form an inseparable whole, and what is more peculiar is that the tip of this spear has a thin mark in the hollow, but it is not the kind of blood groove on the body of the ordinary sword.

Lu Li already recognized this weapon at a glance.

This is the Li family's submachine gun!

A weapon of the ninth rank of the heavenly rank!

As a royal family of one of the ten major dynasties, the Li family naturally has the background of imperial soldiers suppressing it. However, after all, the imperial soldiers are not used casually, and as such a strong family, if they do not take advantage of the use of powerful weapons and magic weapons, it must be a shameful thing, so the Li family had to pay a lot of money to ask the master of Wan Bing Tomb to help them forge several powerful weapons and magic weapons, of which this submachine gun is one of them.

As a submachine gun that can only become an imperial soldier by a short distance, its power is naturally extremely powerful.

In addition to the characteristics of sharpness and solidity that weapons are accustomed to, the Li family's submachine gun also has characteristics such as breaking and armor breaking, and ordinary cultivators' can't stop this terrible weapon at all. Moreover, if the wielder is willing to permanently sacrifice his True Essence and infuse it into the submachine gun, then he can send out a hundred shockwaves in one minute that are comparable to the full force of a seventh-order magic weapon.

This is also where the name of this spear comes from.

After Li Qiming used the submachine gun in his hand to block Lu Li's fatal blow, the whole person did not retreat but advanced.

After another big stride, the spear in his hand drew an arc, and the black brilliance followed the trajectory of the tip of the spear, and a strange suction force came out of the black circle, firmly absorbing Lu Li's Heavenly Rank Five-Rank Flying Sword - this is Li Qiming's spear technique. Later, seeing Li Qiming holding the submachine gun lightly, a shock force suddenly shot out, and Lu Li's flying sword was hit into the air by Li Qiming, and then he moved his hands together, and the submachine gun broke out of the air like a black dragon and stabbed towards Lu Li's chest.

I have to say that Li Qiming's actual combat experience is indeed rich, and his self-cultivation is definitely honed by real work.

If you face an ordinary opponent, I am afraid that under the combination of Li Qiming's sophisticated skills, strong strength, and terrifying weapons, you will be defeated in just one round.

But it's a pity that Lu Li is not an ordinary opponent.

Green, black, and red, the three rays of light suddenly burst out of the sky in Lu Li's face, turning into three rays of light and attacking Li Qi's life. If Li Qiming had to continue to advance with a gun, then these three rays of light would have dismantled his body to pieces—one point earlier than his single shot piercing Lu Li's chest, and this point would have doomed both sides to life and death, even if it was not good, at most it would be the end of the same fate.

But Lu Li dared to fight with Li Qi to die together, and Li Qi dared to die?

Lu Li's face showed an extremely confident look, without the slightest flinch, he just stood in the range of Li Qiming's attack, ignoring the shot that stabbed him in the chest, as if it was not a spear at all, just a toothpick.

Sure enough, in the face of Lu Li's confused look, Li Qiming didn't dare to fight against Lu Li after all-maybe in his opinion, his life was much more expensive than Lu Lijin. So he chose to retreat, and the submachine gun in his hand was danced into an impenetrable black light curtain by him, protecting all his own flaws very well, leaving no dead corners at all.

Just listen to the sound of "jingle bell" endlessly.

Countless sparks flew on the black light curtain.

The raging air currents tore apart everything around the two of them—tables, chairs, floors, all of them turned into dust.

The series of confrontations were as dense as a raging storm, but Lu Li knew very well that Li Qi had a powerful weapon such as a submachine gun to protect himself, once he was determined to take a defensive position, it would not be easy for him to break through the opponent's defense, and the three flying swords in his hand were not rare flying swords, they were all snatched from Zhu Dachang, and the submachine gun of the Heavenly Rank Nine Rank was so hard, it would only be him who would be disadvantaged.

So Lu Li simply stopped this meaningless attack, and the offensive of the three flying swords suddenly stagnated, and after a light side spin, it was suspended around Lu Li, and at this time, the Heavenly Rank Five-Rank Flying Sword that was beaten by Li Qi at the beginning finally returned to Lu Li's control, flew back, and suspended side by side with the other three flying swords.

"That's ...... Lingfeng, Zhu Yan, Qiushui, isn't that the flying sword of Zhu Dachang, the prince of the Three Swords, how could it fall into his hands!"

"Could it be that Zhu Dachang ......?"

"No, that's not the point! Didn't you just pay attention? He can actually control four flying swords at the same time!"

"And the sword technique he used just now is not the same set of swordsmanship, it is obviously three different sets of swordsmanship!"

"It can't be!"

"Isn't Zhu Dachang able to control three flying swords? That must be some kind of swordsmanship secret technique! If he really killed Zhu Dachang, it is not impossible to learn this secret technique. ”

"No! that's not all...... The speed of that little ghost of the Li family is completely inconsistent with his cultivation, and his reaction power seems to be very slow, haven't you noticed anything?"

"That's ......" accompanied by the reminder of the previous voice, and some people around who had a good eye immediately discovered the key to the problem.

"Potential Circle!"

"This little ghost is just in the Heavenly Thunder Realm! He actually mastered the potential circle, how is this possible!"

"No! This is no longer a potential circle! This is a sword momentum! It is a sword momentum that belongs to Jian Xiu's own perception!"

The exclamations of the surrounding spectators one after another finally made Li Qiming feel a burst of surprise, he did feel the viscosity of the surrounding air, at that time he thought it was because of the ice-attribute Heavenly Rank Five-Rank Flying Sword, but now he listened to the exclamations of the people around him and finally understood that this was not the reason for the Heaven-Rank Five-Rank Flying Sword at all, but that the other party had already mastered the sword momentum!

Li Qiming knew that there were not many talented and talented disciples of the Li family, and he was one of them, but at this moment, compared with the opponent in front of him, he was simply like a mediocre talent! He could see that the young man in front of him was definitely younger than himself, but his cultivation was not below him, although the weapon was not as good as the one in his hand, but it was better than the number of them, and his talent and ability were far above him, all of this was enough to determine the final result of a competition against opponents of the same level!

When did such a terrifying genius appear in the monastic world!?

Could it be......

Thinking of this, Li Qiming's heart finally had a trace of fear, and he couldn't help but shout and ask, "Who are you!"

Lu Li looked at Li Qiming, his appearance was already a little inward, and he knew that his opponent was already afraid.

A confident smile appeared on Lu Li's face, his voice was very soft, but it also had the same pride that was not inferior to Li Qi's before: "Taiyi, Lu Li!"