Hanshui Slope, in the small courtyard of the Li family.

"It's so handsome! Long Shaoming is too handsome! Invincible. ”

Li Lili held her mobile phone to watch the video of the World Fighting Championship, and in the early mortal arena, because the picture was too bloody, Shenzhou was not allowed to upload it to the Internet. It is generally only circulated among friends, and in general, many people do not like to watch it.

Because it is too bloody, it is not highly accepted by Shenzhou, which is still in a civilized society.

However, the clip of supernatural power in full swing is allowed to be released, because compared to the swords of cold weapons, the life-and-death struggle between monks is not so bloody. For example, in the game clip of Long Shaoming, as soon as he made a shot, the thunder flashed, and then the opponent disappeared.

This kind of clip doesn't need to be mosaic, and it's no problem to play children's channels.

"When will I be able to be so good?" Li Lili couldn't help but fall into a fantasy again, she made up the human brain standing in the ring as herself, and then killed the Quartet.

Although at that time, she will most likely be scared to pee.

"Brother, what do you think of Long Shaoming?" Li Lili turned her head to look at Li Yi, at this time, the other party was lying on the chair like an old man, gently shaking the bamboo chair, and the tea set she bought for him yesterday was placed on the stool next to her.

The white smoke was faint, and he tasted hot tea in his mouth, and the big yellow dog lay quietly next to him.

"What's there to see about children fighting?"

Li Yi took a sip of hot tea, touched the dog's head again, and looked like the years were quiet, and the old men in front of the village committee were not as leisurely as him.

He had already noticed what was going on over there, and at the moment when his Dao Yun appeared, it was difficult for Li Yi to think about it.

As for what you think, it's natural to lie down and watch.

Whether it was the White Lotus Holy Mother who was well hidden, or those Black Soil Prefecture sects that held competitions with great fanfare, in his eyes, they were just a group of children playing around.

The only thing that caught his attention was the Heavenly Dao fragment and the secret method that could steal his Dao rhyme from heaven and earth. It is more accurate to say that it is a fabrication, a fabrication of a fake with the traces he once left in heaven and earth. If he dared to steal his own Dao Yun directly, Li Yi would definitely let the other party know why the flowers were so red.

With such a direct cause and effect, it would be useless to hide the mouse of the White Lotus Mother at that time.

But I have to say that this method is exquisite, and then using the special nature of the Heavenly Dao fragments to achieve the effect of divine skills.

"What a child, this is a 20+ game, look at this blood rush." Li Lili was suddenly a little unconvinced, and leaned over her phone to let him see the mortal game that she didn't dare to watch, and she didn't forget to close her eyes when she turned on the video.

Li Yi glanced at it, didn't raise his eyelids, and said, "Average." ”

"What about this Long Shaoming? Isn't it amazing? Li Lili opened Long Shaoming's top 8 match again, and a firebird was instantly pierced by his thunder, which looked very shocking.

"Brother, I remember that you can also discharge, how about comparing with him?"

"My thunder is all over the world." Li Yi was still light, seeing Li Lili's expression a little disbelieving, he raised an index finger and a ray of thunder flashed at his fingertips, and then waved his hand towards the north.

The thunder rose into the sky, and there was no more movement.

"That's it?" Li Lili was speechless, everyone was jumping up and down, and the video could barely see the figure clearly when watching frame by frame, and this was a trace of arc?

However, Li Lili was still sure in her heart that Li Yi was stronger than that dragon Shaoming, after all, she just drew a thunder word before to wipe out the monster. And in the previous New Year, it was said that it was going to open like welcoming the New Year, and then auspicious clouds fell from the sky in the whole Shenzhou.

The strength shown by Li Yi doesn't look like a year of cultivation.

This is the most confusing thing for Li Lili, and she really can't figure it out. It's not that her brain is bad, it's that there's a huge information gap, and she doesn't know anything about cultivation.

For example, she has been practicing Qi for three months, and she is stupid and stupid, and she is not as good as a dog. But now the standard of the monk classes that are focused on training in various regions is one year to build a foundation, and Li Lili has virtually reached the standard.

"Huh." Li Yi smiled slightly, without justification, closed his eyes again and shook the bamboo chair.

Li Lili has just started for a long time, and it is normal for her to not know the goods.

"The finals are on." Li Lili held her mobile phone and watched the live broadcast excitedly, the extraordinary duel is not so bloody, and it can be broadcast live.

Of course, it is not an official broadcast, but a blogger on the scene who is explaining it to them.

[The much-anticipated finals of the old irons are coming! ] The duel between Venerable Lei Ming and the Sword Saint, look at the one standing in the center is definitely a great power of cultivating immortals, and the competition is held by him. 】

In the picture, a Taoist priest with a fairy wind and bones waved his hand and the phantom of the dragon and tiger reappeared, and then soared into the air as always.

Suddenly, a sudden change abruptly appeared, only to hear a burst of thunder from the sky, and a thunderbolt fell and happened to hit the old Taoist.

The old fairy fell to the ground in response, his hair stood on end, his body was slightly emitting black smoke, and he fainted.

The scene was instantly shattered, and countless viewers stood up, as did the anchor who broadcast for them, who raised the shooting pole high to let the audience see the actual situation.

[How is the situation of the old irons? An old immortal was actually slashed down by thunder, this is a curse from heaven, it can't be done by Venerable Lei Ming, right? 】

Li Lili was the most stunned when she saw this scene, and suddenly looked up at Li Yi.

At this time, the other party was still lying on the chair leisurely, his eyes were slightly squinting in the sun, and the big yellow dog helped him shake the chair with his front paws.

Just now, her brother seemed to have thrown a thunder in the north, and the north was in the direction of Chaoge. Could it be that the thunder was lost by his brother? Probably not, right?

This is impossible to think about, Qingzhou is thousands of kilometers away from there, how can it be possible to throw the thunder so far.

Li Lili's own common sense couldn't believe that this was done by his brother, but there was still a trace of inexplicable suspicion.

She gently tugged at the corner of the other party's clothes and asked, "Brother, did you lose this thunder?" ”

"Huh?" Li Yi opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the screen, and saw the old man who was shaken by electricity inside, and he was also stunned.

He used that Long Shaoming and his own cause and effect to make a thunderbolt over there. I thought it would be good to ring, but I didn't expect it to really hit someone.

"Perhaps."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again, and no matter how Li Lili shook it, he didn't answer anymore.

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Chao Song, the scene of the competition.

Due to the sudden change, the finals that were supposed to start long ago were suspended, and the heavenly cultivators were also confused.

What's going on? Why did a thunderbolt suddenly fall?

"What's going on with the thunder just now?"

"I don't know, it appeared out of nowhere. Could it be that he noticed us? ”

These words made the expressions of everyone present change slightly, many of them were not from the Immortal Dao period, but it did not affect their fear of the prestige of the immortals in the world. Previously, many people had used their lives to prove that the second immortal of the Immortal Dao Era was not weaker than the Sword Immortal, and even more terrifying than the Sword Immortal.

For example, the White Lotus Club is now withdrawing from Shenzhou because of the immortals in the world, because the other party can find them out one by one, and has some kind of extremely strong detection methods.

There is also the battle of the Demon Abyss, which all proves the strong combat effectiveness of the immortals in the world.

Immediately after that, someone retorted: "No way, if it were that one, he wouldn't just be unconscious." ”

"What if he just wanted to warn us? Do you want to stop the game, I feel that it is almost over, and there is only the secret method that can pull the strong Dao Yun. ”

"That is the key, the use of the Heavenly Dao Fragment is like a lever, teaching us how to pry the law. That secret method is leverage, and we can't do anything without it. ”

"Faith is not enough to form a personality. And the game is not over, how to test the fragments of the Heavenly Dao can really isolate the incense from poisoning. ”

After several arguments, no one could convince anyone.

Some people want to take it when they see it, and some people want to complete the last step. At present, the number of beliefs collected by the Heavenly Dao Fragments has not reached their expectations, and the incense it stores has not yet reached the point of forming a life pattern.

This is also the purpose of most of them. The so-called Dharma of the past was not very useful to them, and even if they knew it, they might not be able to learn it. On the contrary, everyone can use the life grid, and maybe this is the first step in their enlightenment.

In the end, it was decided to postpone the game by a day.

At night, the specially built players' lounge inside the competition venue has a clean and tidy environment with white floors.

About 10 children lay on the floor, sleeping on duvets provided by World Fighting Series organizers and playing with each other on soft pillows. The room was filled with laughter. If they hadn't done this kind of wasteful behavior before, they wouldn't have to eat more.

Their recreation is limited to low-energy activities such as throwing stones, turning ropes, etc.

But now they have a warm house, soft bedding and plenty of food.

All this is because Long Shaoming won the game and gained extraordinary strength. When they have enough power, it is as if the whole world is good. Kindness unleashed on them everywhere.

"It's time for everyone to go to bed." Long Shaoming asked each child to go back to the bed and lie down, and then turned off the lights in the house.

Within a few minutes, the room was filled with a subtle snoring sound, and after an hour, everyone was completely asleep.

Long Shaoming got up and put on his shoes again, picked up the newspaper on the table, and just as he was about to go out, a voice came from behind him.

"Big brother, are you going out again?"

Looking back, the little girl Doll got up from the bed with a bear doll in her arms.

"I'll go out and run some errands and sleep well." Long Shaoming walked up to her and gently touched her head.

Duo'er rubbed his palm, looked at Long Shaoming with big bright eyes, and asked, "Big brother, when can Duo'er go to school?" ”

"Soon, now you need to sleep well."

"Hmm!"

To appease the other party to sleep, Long Shaoming got up and left the room lightly, and the door closed softly with a click.

Outside the aisle, two monks dressed in fire-cloud robes seemed to be waiting for him outside early in the morning.

"Who are you?" Long Shaoming's face was puzzled, and the other party said straight to the point: "Fellow Daoist, don't go out today to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, and prepare for tomorrow's game." ”

They knew it was me.

The murders during this period of time were all committed by Long Shaoming, and evil is rewarded, and sinners should be punished. Everyone he kills deserves to die, and they live in this world for a second to be persecuted by ordinary people.

"I'm only out for half an hour."

Long Shaoming didn't show too much panic, and he knew that he couldn't hide it from these immortal cultivators. The only thing that made him wonder was that the other party did not stop him from beginning to end, and completely acquiesced to his actions.

"No, in order not to affect your state tomorrow, you can't get hurt tonight." The disciple of the Fire Spirit Sect shook his head, his words made Long Shaoming's expression change slightly, how could the other party be so sure that he would be injured?

As if to see what he was thinking, the man continued: "Do you really think that those mortals are at your disposal, you should be going to kill the chairman of a group tonight, I can guarantee that you will not die or be crippled this time." ”

"Now that all the media has been controlled by them, you can get the information that they want you to get. You may be strong now, but you can't stop the cannonballs, and you're still mortal after all. ”

Long Shaoming was silent for a moment, did not argue, and returned to the room silently.

The two Fire Spirit Sect monks nodded in satisfaction, this is good for everyone. Just when the two of them were about to leave, their faces suddenly turned gloomy, and they couldn't help but scold: "Damn, are you going to die if you jump out of the window?" ”

They sensed that the subject had left the place.

Ten minutes later, a loud explosion woke people from their sleep. Countless people stepped out of the room to see the tallest building in the distance on fire, billowing smoke rising.

Long Shaoming came back with a disgraced face, and at this time there was a huge wound in his abdomen, and blood oozed out of it.

When I entered the bathroom, I spat a mouthful of blood in the sink.

"The wicked don't die in the middle of the night."

After a simple bandage of the wound, Long Shaoming fell asleep and did not get up until 10 o'clock in the morning of the second day.

The competition began at 2 p.m., and after a grand opening ceremony, the two players stepped into the ring in front of the crowd.

A thin young man with a strange red glow in his eyes, and another middle-aged man with a sword who does not smile.

Both of them were the best in this competition, and they were not far behind even among the local monks.

The eyes of the two met, and with Jin Dan's powerful order, their figures disappeared in place in an instant.

Then there was a boom, and the two collided together, thunder and blade.

The thunder is changing in an instant, and the sword light is incomprehensible.

Xiao Wulei Zhengfa and Taishang Wuji Sword Intent.

(End of chapter)