Chapter 112: The Real Opponent
Although the age of the night rain banquet is not very old, many things she has experienced since she was a child have made her more thorough in recognizing the cold and warm.
Although Lu Zhaoyao was always worried, the cultivation of the Night Rain Banquet was improved too quickly, which would lead to a state of mind that could not keep up.
But in the experience of "heart", the night rain banquet is even higher than the deer swagger.
The warmth and coldness of time, joys and sorrows, and the night rain banquet has experienced an unknown amount.
On the way to cultivation, the state of mind and cultivation are definitely complementary to each other.
Only when one of the two is far higher than the other, will there be a phenomenon of rapid growth in strength.
But Lu Zhaoyao didn't know anything about the past of the Night Rain Banquet, let alone what kind of tempering the Night Rain Banquet had been.
If you understand, for the skyrocketing cultivation of the Night Rain Banquet, Lu Zhaoyao will not be as worried as now.
It's just that the Night Rain Banquet is still in a state of half-understanding for cultivators, and they don't understand the truth at all, let alone talk to Lu Zhaoyao about themselves, which leads to Lu Zhaoyao's wrong judgment.
Talent and understanding determine the experience in the state of mind.
Qualifications, root bones, determine the physical training.
It is precisely because of the experience of the heart and the abundant training of the body that the Night Rain Banquet will be unbeatable in cultivation.
But no matter how good the potential of the Night Rain Banquet was, in the face of the Venerable Divine Dao Refining Dao in front of him, he felt that there was no possibility of confrontation.
The strength of the other party is a little terrifying.
Just by making a gesture, you can defeat the enemy.
Although he didn't know who the other party was, Ye Yuyan was almost certain that he and Lu Zhaoyao were the same person.
Cultivators!
Only cultivators possess such terrifying power.
The monks and martial artists who practice the Divine Dao have all fought against each other at the Night Rain Banquet, and they have never put pressure on her like Ye Xinian at all.
"Run!"
This idea has arisen for the first time today in the months of following the deer's swagger.
The instinct of survival made the night rain banquet make the most correct choice.
The strength of the other party can crush her, even if she tries desperately, it is in vain.
And choosing to flee is not necessarily without a chance.
Ye Xinian's eyes became hotter and hotter.
Looking at the heavy sword of the night rain banquet, it seems to have seen a rare treasure.
And his longing for the eyes made the night rain banquet feel a sense of crisis.
When a person desires something, he becomes extremely crazy and bursts out with a power far greater than usual.
And the other party has already taken a fancy to her sword.
This sword is too important for the Night Rain Banquet to be abandoned.
"Give me the sword and spare you once!"
Ye Xinian's figure flickered, and he suddenly launched in an instant, and quietly appeared in front of the night rain banquet.
The night rain feast, which can be guarded, immediately swings his sword and attacks.
"I can't help myself!"
The repetition of the Night Rain Banquet finally made Ye Xinian furious, "Inhumans who don't know the times, go and die!"
The palm that was slapped out shone with spiritual light, and the surging spiritual power erupted out, blasting towards the slashing heavy sword.
Boom!
A loud bang came, the sword body hummed, and a powerful force exploded, sending the Night Rain Banquet flying.
However, the Night Rain Banquet's eyes flashed, and he rushed out of the hall with this force.
As soon as he landed, the night rain banquet took off and fled outside.
This scene fell in Ye Xinian's eyes, and he suddenly looked a little stunned.
"Bastard!"
When he reacted, Ye Xinian glanced at Zhao Bin, and chased towards the Night Rain Banquet.
And Zhao Bin on the other side, staring at Isha, smiling all over his face, like a ruffian who accosted him on the street, there was no Venerable Venerable who had achieved cultivation at all.
Faced with such a master, Isha instinctively felt afraid.
Ye Xinian, who made a move, was so terrifying. And Zhao Bin in front of him is Ye Xinian's senior brother, isn't that strength even stronger?
When he was exchanging feelings with Isha here, he heard a sound from behind, and when he saw Ye Xinian leaving, he showed a wicked smile.
Zhao Bin stretched out a hand and pressed it on Isa's shoulder, "How about I, I don't like to use strong people the most, if you are willing to agree, you will have to benefit in the future, otherwise...... Humph......"
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Ye Yuyan left the City Affairs Bureau and fled towards the worship hall, and now only Lu Zhaoyao can deal with these two people.
The strong strength of the cultivator, the Night Rain Banquet has long been seen from Lu Zhaoyao's body.
"You can't escape!"
The idea of the night rain banquet, Ye Xinian thinks that he is very clear. But Ye Xinian believed that no one was his opponent in this Tiger City.
In such a city, a cultivator is equated with invincibility.
Once, only Jin Junkai could resist him a little. And now, Jin Junkai is dead, and it is a guy named Lu Zhaoyao who calls the shots.
Who is Lu Zhaoyao, Ye Xinian doesn't know.
But even if he can kill Jin Junkai, what can he mean?
A slightly stronger ant!
This is the cognition in Ye Xinian's heart.
The two chased and fled, approaching at a rapid speed.
Although the speed of the night rain banquet is extremely fast, in Ye Xinian's eyes, it is really not worth mentioning.
But in a moment, it was in front of the night rain banquet.
Ye Yuyan's eyes froze, and when he saw Ye Xinian in front of him, he immediately turned around.
But he didn't run far, and there was another figure, blocked dozens of meters away.
After doing this a few times, Ye Xinian was less than ten meters away from the Night Rain Banquet.
"I said, you can't leave. ”
No matter which direction he runs, Ye Xinian will be able to catch up, and every time he appears, he will be closer to the Night Rain Banquet.
Ye Xinian gave the night rain banquet great pressure.
Can't escape!
"You surprise me very much, who is the person who gave you the body technique? The swordsmanship is also very good, but it's a pity that you didn't practice it at home. ”
Step by step towards the night rain banquet, Ye Xinian has already won the victory.
The little guy in front of him not only has to hand over the sword, but also has to pay a greater price......
Thinking like this, Ye Xinian's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The wind blew again, lifting the hood of the night rain feast.
Although it was only a small part, it was enough for Ye Xinian to see clearly the glamorous style of the corner of the Night Rain Banquet.
Ye Xinian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly flicked his long sleeves, and suddenly set off a gust of wind.
The gale, just the gale, is not a means of attack.
The next moment, the hood on the head of the Night Rain Banquet was lifted down in an instant, revealing a peerless face under the hood.
At this moment, Ye Xinian felt that the sun was shining, and the whole world was brighter.
A woman makes the world more colorful, which Ye Xinian never imagined.
The heart seems to be moving.
Yes, it throbbed violently.
Ye Xinian's gaze finally moved from the sword to the face of the night rain banquet.
"You're mine!".
At this time, Ye Xinian's eyes were even hotter, just like the scorching sun in the sky.
But at this moment, a clear voice suddenly came, "But, have you asked me? Your real opponent is here!"