The night was dark.

The long wind swept across the school grounds, cold to the skin, and shook the torches.

But Li Heming only felt hot.

He squeezed the ball with all his might, cutting its surface with his fingernails, hoping to falsify its texture.

However, all the feedback was not as expected.

Because this is iron, the kind of metal that Yan Liujin could not melt.

"Innate peak, you actually pushed Yanliugong to the innate peak......"

Li Heming repeated in a low voice, forcing himself to accept this cruel truth.

The sword and crane represent an era in Gimhae City.

Even if Hong Jian's cultivation is the last, it is difficult to compare.

But now the guy who thinks he is far inferior to himself has quietly done what he thought was impossible.

All of a sudden, all Li Heming's previous arrogance, all his sharp teeth, and all his self-justifications converged into a resounding slap in the face and slapped him in the face.

"Hegong, you have gone too far astray, and there is no way out."

Chi Chai saw that his old friend was silent and persuaded loudly.

"But there are still hundreds of people in the Li family, and they still have to live in Jinhai."

"Let's be arrested, confess all the things about the Heaven Turning Society, maybe you can avoid the death penalty......"

The words were bitter, but Li Heming turned a deaf ear.

He threw the steel ball away casually, and only looked at Hong Jian coldly.

"You and I have known each other since we were young."

"Over the years, we have fought side by side many times, but we have never been different."

"Because I've never seen my old opponents as my opponents."

Li Heming said, rolling up his sleeves.

"Since you have advanced to the peak of innate nature, I have to ask you for advice today, Hong's Yanliugong is powerful."

The voice was heard far away from the school grounds.

Behind the two-meter-high wall, there was an instantaneous sound of iron armor rubbing.

But it was the two teams of fully dressed Zhuyi riders who turned over in one step.

Hong Ming, the leader of the team, raised it with one hand, and more than 20 copper-tired iron-backed bows were suddenly tightened, and the tips of the arrows were pointed together.

This kind of heavy bow, Hong Fan has also tried it himself.

The bow power ranges from 300 to 400 catties, and with four or two steel long arrows, the muzzle velocity reaches 130 meters per second, and the kinetic energy exceeds 1,600 joules.

It is important to know that the muzzle kinetic energy of the AK47 is only 2,000 joules.

This kind of arrow array is fired, and the innate master can't take it lightly.

But Li Heming stood with his hands down, without even looking at the wall.

After a while, Hong Jian finally bowed his head.

He shook his head at Hong Ming, ordered Zhu Yi to loosen the string, and asked the five people around him to retreat.

Until only two people standing opposite each other in the center of the school field, and the sound of the wind shaking the leaves.

Li Heming raised his sword point.

The true element sprayed thin, shaping the atmosphere at the fingertips, and then carrying the innate aura and turning into a colorless sword, shooting forward.

A dull roar of thunder ran through the school grounds.

The speed of this sword completely surpassed the perception ability of a Force Realm martial artist.

Hong Fan was in a chaotic realm, and at this time, his eyes were full of power, and he could only vaguely catch a few incoherent afterimages.

In other words, he can't make a move anyway, so he can only defend passively.

But Hong Jian is the best player in Jinhae's ranking.

He didn't move, and with one hand, he struck like a whip, and volleyed the Thundering Sword into the air.

The roar is back.

The air sword slanted through the stone wall of the school grounds, blasting the stone wall to pieces.

Li Heming's face sank.

In the middle of his hand, he shot several more qi swords, and the output ladder increased to the limit.

However, each sword was opened by Hong Jian's bare hands.

For a time, the sound of thunderstorms in the school field was endless, and the noise of killing was suppressed.

"You also practiced the horizontal exercises?"

Li Heming couldn't help but ask.

Connecting the qi sword with the palm of his flesh, this is his unimaginable physical strength.

Hong Jian didn't answer, and only stretched forward with one hand as an invitation to fight.

Li Heming couldn't ask any more.

His jawline tightened, his hands folded out, and he fired his qi sword at a higher speed.

Hong Fan finally saw the destructive power of the innate master's all-out efforts.

The thundering sword driven by Zhenyuan, the speed of each sword is more than twice that of Li Shenji, and after being deviated by Hong Jiange, it can hit at least half a meter deep soil pit - it must be known that the ground of the martial arts arena is compacted by layers of thousands of pounds.

In terms of penetrating power alone, it is comparable to the high-explosive gun grenade in the previous life.

And such an air sword shoots at least three shots per second at the moment.

In other words, if a team of penetrating realms is in front of Li Heming, they will be killed in a few breaths.

The sword rain was dense, but Hong Jian didn't move a step.

Each thundering sword was deflected in a deeper and deeper thunder, scattering around him, sending up a large amount of smoke and dust.

The moment the vision was obscured, an air sword with no trajectory suddenly appeared behind Hong Jian.

This Wind Chasing Sword was different from every Li Family Qi Sword that Hong Fan had seen before.

Whether it is Li Shenji or Li Xutuo, their qi swords are straightforward and inflexible.

However, the sword's trajectory was erratic, and it actually bypassed the dirt obstacles and pierced into the blind spot of the target's field of vision.

[It's alive!] 】

Hong Fan's thoughts flashed, and he had the heart to remind him, but where could the speed of his words catch up with the qi sword?

At this moment, a violent roar sounded behind Hong Jian.

The Wind Chaser sword stabbed diagonally first twisted, then exploded in the air.

Smoke and dust falling.

Both sides stopped in unison.

From beginning to end, Hong Jian didn't even turn back.

"It was 'chasing the spirit' just now."

Gongsun Shi said in a low voice.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the highest skill of the Li Clan's Invisible Qi Sword."

Hong Fan bowed silently.

He had never seen it, but he had heard of it.

It is said that it is a killing method that can only be realized after entering the innate realm, and it can manipulate the air sword in the air.

The Li family's innate martial artists in the past dynasties are not everyone who can master them.

"I thought you were blocking the qi sword with your physical body."

Li Heming let go of his sword.

"I didn't expect that the thunder of the deflected qi sword turned out to be a flame explosion."

"Your martial arts cultivation has surpassed the ancestors of the Hong family, and your roar has also reached the point of doing whatever you want."

Hearing this, Hong Fan also realized it.

The Li Qi Sword is certainly sharp, but the Qi Sword is not sword qi in the end.

Whether it is the Thundering Sword or the Wind Chasing Sword, the root is made of the air flow carrying the true element.

And air is inevitably affected by physical changes.

Whenever an attack came, Hong Jian instantly released the power of the flame current, causing the air to expand and explode.

If so, under the combined influence of the explosion overpressure and the drastic change in atmospheric density, the air sword deflected.

Thinking about it now, Hong Fan felt that this hand actually had some meaning of tank reactive armor in his previous life.

"It's been five years since I broke through the Innate Quadruple, and I should always make progress."

Hong Jian replied.

"But Brother Li, what about you?"

"Soul chasing is something you mastered twenty-five years ago, when you were twenty-four years old......"

He said as he walked slowly.

In Hong Fan's perception, every step Hong Jian took released a large amount of true yuan from his whole body.

Seven steps away, the air in the latter's body twisted within five meters, and the soil under his feet melted red, as if shrouded in an invisible steamer.

This move must be combined with the innate fire aura to be able to use the killing method, and everyone recognizes it.

Hong Jiayan Liugong Seven-step Fan Cage.

In the field of creating high temperatures around the warrior's body, inflict indiscriminate damage on all close ones.

This is also the origin of Hongwu's nickname "King Kong in the Fire".

"Brother Li, I've seen it."

Hong Jian exhaled and strode forward.

Each step leaves a red-hot lava footprint.

"Where will you live in the next twenty-five years?"

As the words fell, he stomped on the ground, splashing a golden red.

The scorching heat pressed on, forcing Li Heming to retreat in embarrassment.

From his original foothold, Hong Jian pulled out his fist from the molten rammed earth.

Between the fingers, magma dripped.

"Where's your Tempest Sword?"

Hong Jian asked again, and opened his hand and slapped it.

Molten Splash.

The highly condensed Fire True Element erupted directionally, letting out a tiger-like roar.

It is the previously mentioned Hong family's innate killing method - Yan Roar.

(End of chapter)