Bang!

Like a hammer hitting a drum.

With the two of them fighting each other as the center, the ground within a few feet sank together, and then, countless mud mixed with rain and fog rose from the sky, spreading in a circle.

The battle was changing rapidly, and Li Yuan didn't plan to do his best this time, but after capturing the opportunity to win, he made a decision immediately!

The fire dragon sword is longer than the arm, but the long-handled heavy hammer is longer than the fire dragon sword, and before the sword pierces the heart, his heavy hammer has arrived.

With the soldiers in charge, where will he lack weapons?

Rumble!

The energy spreads like a tide.

Li Yuan struck a blow, immediately put away the heavy hammer, reached out and grabbed the fire dragon sword with a ringing ear, and a little bit of his foot, it was already rushing into the night rain like an arrow from the string.

There were two people blocking in front of him, but where did they have time to stop him, only to feel a pain in his wrist, and the sword was taken away.

"My sword!"

"Ahh Stop him! ”

This series of changes happened in an instant, so fast that no one in the onlookers reacted, only the two old men who had lost their troops reacted the fastest, and chased after them angrily.

When the rain and fog dissipated, Yue Chongtian's face changed greatly:

"Master?!"

But in the ruins, half of Feng Yuanqing's body was sunk in the mud, and his head was hammered into his chest!

"Brother Feng!"

In the backyard, the onlookers all changed color, and several people rose up and chased after them, but where did they catch up?

Whew~

In the night, Li Yuan's figure shifted and changed, and several ups and downs had left everyone behind.

Hit or not, he has understood the essence of assassination.

"Li Yuanba!"

Behind him, there was a resentful roar, and the wind and rain couldn't suppress it, Li Yuan looked back, only to see that people were staggered, and many of the houses along the street were lit up.

Bang!

Li Yuan exerted his strength under his feet, without deliberately hiding his whereabouts, the fire dragon sword was as red as fire, and it was also very dazzling in the rainy night.

He went all the way to the west, alarming many patrol guards, and finally, after going out of the city over the wall, convinced that he was seen, he found a tunnel to pick up the star tower and detoured back to the city.

When he returned to the small courtyard in a big circle, the Divine Guard garrison was already brightly lit, and when he first came to Dechang Mansion, all the disciples of the Divine Soldier Valley were nervous, loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

Call!

In the room, Li Yuan quickly changed his clothes and put away this outfit, and blood oozed from his right arm and left shoulder.

The fire dragon's sword qi is very powerful, although he is very good at light skills, and he has also been hit by a few swords on his body, but fortunately, he is wearing inner armor and has not been directly hit, so it is not an injury.

Carrying qi and blood, soon the injury has healed.

He has achieved success in cultivating Qianjun Qigong, although his internal qi is thinner than Feng Yuanqing, but it can also resist his people's fire dragon qigong.

"With the endorsement of the Fire Dragon Temple, the news of Li Yuanba's appearance in Dechang Mansion should be able to spread soon, right?"

Li Yuan muttered to himself.

He originally thought that he would be knocked off the grimace mask by chance during the battle and be seen by others, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

It was enough for Li Yuanba to appear, it was too deliberate, but it aroused suspicion.

"The Tongyin Dacheng holding the quasi-divine weapon is much stronger than the two Qianjun Cave elders I killed before......

Li Yuan lit the oil lamp and paced a few steps inside the house, calming the throbbing after the battle.

When it comes to combat experience, with the experience of hundreds of bloody battles in the secret realm of Xuanbing, he is not inferior to Feng Yuanqing, as the head of the Fire Dragon Temple, he may not have fought hundreds of bloody battles in his life.

There is no shortage of fights on the rivers and lakes, but except for the Cult of the Evil God, the vast majority of sect masters rarely fight bloody battles with martial artists of the same level.

"It's easy to fight."

Combing through tonight's trip, killing Feng Yuanqing, capturing the Fire Dragon Sword, and Li Yuanba appeared, the three major goals were all completed.

Li Yuan felt quite satisfied, and the only thing that was missing was that he was on top.

Before he went out, he was ready to fight a protracted battle.

With his light skills, he can sneak attack many times, and as long as he succeeds once, he can win a big victory, and not a drop of blood will be shed.

But when it came to a real fight, he found a difference from fighting in the secret realm of Xuanbing.

"The battle in the secret territory of the Xuan Soldiers will not really be less than life, and the true qi body will not have adrenaline......"

Li Yuan reflected, he is not a machine at all, if he really fights, he will be enthusiastic, and there is no way to be completely sane.

But thinking about that Feng Yuanqing, he was a little relieved in his heart.

He can't be completely rational, and his opponent can't either, so if Feng Yuanqing hadn't been carried away by anger, he wouldn't have rather take a beating, and he would have to strangle himself.

"It's not accurate to fight beyond the ranks."

Li Yuan thought back to tonight's battle.

Compared with Feng Yuanqinglai, his internal qi is thin and his blade is not as good, but with the blessing of the palm soldier, his light skills, strength, and explosive power are all better than the former.

Fighting is not a competition, the realm is important.

But at the end of the day, speed and power are everything.

"This may be the reason why Lao Han kills dirty with easy form, right? Old Han Yi is in a hundred shapes, although his speed is not as good as me under the blessing of the commander, but the strength is only afraid to be superior? ”

Li Yuan pondered, he felt that he had comprehended the essence of battle.

"Speed and Power ......"

Li Yuan somewhat understood Lao Han's thoughts.

If the speed and strength are all over the opponent, the winner has already been decided.

It's like him and Feng Yuanqing, if the latter doesn't have that fire dragon sword, his first sneak attack will be able to distinguish between victory and defeat and life and death, and it will be a complete victory.

"Well, speed power is important, and the first move is just as important, huh...... Weapons are also important. ”

Closing the doors and windows, Li Yuan took out the Fire Dragon Sword, and the dim room instantly lit up.

This fire dragon sword is red all over, and the blade of the sword is covered with lines like dragon scales, and with a slight shake, its light is like water, like fire, and it looks very good.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the temperature of the whole room rose a lot, like a furnace.

"A good sword indeed!"

Li Yuan stroked the blade of the sword.

As an expert in forging soldiers, he could naturally distinguish the quality of the blade at a glance, and when he stroked it, he could feel the struggle of this fire dragon sword, which already had a weak spirituality, resisting him.

However, this spirituality is not strong, and it is still much worse than the legendary divine soldiers who can choose the master.

Li Yuan trembled a few times, and this weak resistance was gone.

"Under the divine soldier, this sword is the top blade, and if you use Bingge Psychic Technique to warm it for decades, you may naturally be able to become a divine soldier."

Li Yuan flicked a few sword flowers, only to feel that the internal qi was very rounded, without any lag, and it was a material that could perfectly accommodate the internal qi.

The divine soldier chooses the master, and when the idler is not allowed to hold it, the value of the quasi-divine soldier may exceed that of the divine soldier.

After all, not everyone has the fate to make the divine soldier recognize the master.

As far as he had heard, there were some top masters on the rivers and lakes who had been famous for decades, and the ones they used were just the best famous weapons, and the divine weapons only existed in legends for the vast majority of people.

Laugh at~

His wrist shook slightly, his internal qi poured in, and there was a pale red sword light on the tip of the sword, and with a slight touch of Li Yuan, the floor was instantly cut in two.

With another shake, the slate immediately turned into powder, and cutting gold and jade was not enough to describe, even if it was a famous-level inner armor, it couldn't withstand the stab of this sword.

"The sword is very sharp, but it is not as sharp as the sword, maybe I am not proficient in swordsmanship?"

Li Yuan played with it, a little in love.

He is a little obsessed with the long sword in his heart, and in his previous life, when he was a wild Taoist priest, he also saw a lot of Taoist treasures, and he was very yearning for those Taoist sword immortals in ancient times.

Dressed in a Taoist robe, carrying a sword, the sword spike fluttering in the wind.

This is better than a coarse linen dress and a heavy hammer.

"Whew!"

After a while, Li Yuan put away this quasi-divine weapon, he pushed open the door, the rain gradually decreased, and there was a lot of noise in the land, as if he had learned of the movement in the city.

"Li Yuan!"

After waiting for a while, Li Yuan heard Qiu Changying's voice, she came quickly with a spear and a longbow on her back:

"Something's wrong!"

"Huh?"

Li Yuan feigned surprise and asked, "What happened?" ”

"The head of the Fire Dragon Temple was assassinated!"

Qiu Changying's expression was solemn: "Feng Yuanqing was assassinated, and he lost the Fire Dragon Sword, the people of the Fire Dragon Temple searched the city like crazy, and Yue Chongtian led people to surround the station......"

As she spoke, Qiu Changying turned away, and Li Yuan naturally followed quickly.

In the rain curtain, the Divine Guards had already lined up, and thousands of people in the martial arts arena were holding swords and soldiers, waiting for the battle, and a cadre of old soldiers also formed a queue.

"Xiao Li, follow us!"

Yu Jin came quickly, and a group of shape-changing old guards guarded him on both sides, and followed Qiu Changying to the gate of the station.

"Where is Shi Hong?!"

In the distance, Li Yuan heard an angry roar.

Shi Hong?

Li Yuan was stunned at first, and then looked a little strange, this group of people really thought that Li Yuanba was Shi Hong's pseudonym?

"Yue Chongtian!"

Qiu Changying raised her hand and nailed it to the station:

"Dare to break into my Shenwei station, do you want to die?"

"Autumn Changying!"

Outside the gate of the station, dozens of people were holding swords, and Yue Chongtian stood in the rain, his face full of anger.

And the masters?

Li Yuan squinted slightly, among the dozens of people behind Yue Chongtian, there was actually one holding a superb famous weapon, which was at least a person at the level of Tongmai Dacheng.

Waiting for leisure Tongmai is not qualified to be in charge of the best famous weapon at all.

The deputy head of the Fire Dragon Temple?

"Where is Shi Hong?!"

Yue Chongtian was still questioning.

The masters behind him all looked cold, and they all fought without saying a word.

"He's not here."

Qiu Changying's expression was cold and hard, the bow opened the full moon, and locked on Yue Chongtian: "Retreat, or die!" ”

"Just you?"

Yue Chongtian's face sank, and when he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.

Li Yuan turned around, but saw the ram feather pressing the knife out, his face expressionless.

"Brother Feng was assassinated, and the old man was also quite heartbroken, but my disciple is not in Dechang Mansion, even if he is, how can he have the ability to assassinate Brother Feng?"

Ram Yu's eyes flickered, and he landed behind Yue Chongtian:

"What does Brother Zhang think?"

Yue Chongtian's expression changed slightly.

Behind him, the old man with a sword walked out slowly, squinting slightly: "Ram Valley Lord, aren't you out of the city?" Why are you still in Fucheng? ”

"What, Brother Zhang suspects the old man?"

Ram Yu's face sank, and his eyes were very dangerous:

"Brother Zhang, why is the old man in Fucheng, don't you know?"