When the wind and rain stopped, the sun faintly pierced through the clear sea of clouds in the east. Li Jimian stretched out his hand and touched the wind silk, and smiled at Xuan Yuhe behind him: "It's time for us to do something." So he changed into a brand new white clothes, came out of the cave, and in the amazement of the victims at the bottom of the mountain, he rode the big crane hula hula and rushed up to the nine heavens, and there was a burst of prayers on the ground of "immortals for help".

In less than two hours, we have arrived at the foot of Luofu Mountain, and as far as the eye can see, the trees on the mountain have been blown out a lot, and the rest are lying crookedly on the ground, muddy and remnant green, showing a trace of the unique decadent atmosphere of summer.

"It's been ten years, ten years, I've been thinking about this moment, thinking day and night, old blind man, you can't escape today. ”

After that, Li Jimian flew up the mountain with his arms open, but saw that the Tang Tower was crooked, the doors and windows were broken, and the remaining talismans were scattered on the ground. A small pavilion next to it was overturned, and rain poured out from it.

"Dead, dead?" Li Jimian muttered to himself.

So he couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met ten years ago, and the image of the blind man with an arrogant face had been haunting and haunting in his heart.

He thought about sending Li Tianhao to solve these two people, but he was a little worried about the deep brotherhood, in case he let these two people go again, once he startled the snake, it would not be easy to find these two people again.

To put it bluntly, he, Li Jimian, also thought about it himself, he still can't fully trust Li Tianhao. Although he has been training for ten years, he can't fully understand the mind of this ten disciples.

He has always had a feeling that the slash ten years ago was just a fake trick for himself, and he didn't know what Li Tianhao wanted. He admires people who are desperate for their lives, just like himself, but he is even more afraid that such people will have some other thoughts after surviving, which is not easy to control.

Ten years of court training, secret rooms, and murder training have made Li Tianhao successful in swordsmanship. The most talented among the ten disciples and the one who can inherit his mantle the most is Li Tianhao.

In order not to implicate unnecessary troubles, Li Jimian decided to personally go south to solve the big trouble that had been there for ten years. The so-called one day as a teacher and a father for life, as Li Tianhao's father, he can't help but help his son solve difficulties.

"Yulei floating clouds have become ancient and modern! You are all dead, and you don't need me to do it, you are happy!" Li Jimian said with a smile.

"You're not dead yet, why should I die first?" said from the dark underneath the broken tower.

Li Jimian smiled, his heart was hot, and he shouted: "Li Jimian, the minister of the Xia Xia Dynasty, is here to send the deceased to the end, and please go on the road." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll be under the tower, old man, and I'll come if I have the ability. The old blind man sneered.

Li Jimian took a step forward, but he didn't dare to take a second step after all, he was still very afraid of the blind man's technique. The profound yin and yang formation is the same as the profound sword cultivation, killing people invisibly. Although he appointed himself as a grandmaster, now he is in the light and the blind is in the dark, and he can only be killed.

"If you want to come, come, if you don't come, you will leave. I'm right under the tower, see what you're capable of!" said the old blind man.

Li Jimian knew that the blind man had angered him, and his heart was crossed, so he simply took another step forward, and after looking left and right to see that there was nothing unusual, he walked towards Tang Tower.

As he walked, he raised a purple Yuan balloon with his hand, and when he fired it casually, the whole Tang Tower made a dull sound of "cloth", but after the muffled sound, the Tang Tower was not injured at all, and it was still in its original state.

Could it be that his eighth-point cultivation strength is not as good as that of Gale Force? Li Jimian was strange and couldn't help but think to himself. His steps were slower.

"When Ancestor Yuan Tiangang repaired this tower, he poured part of his vitality into it, so this tower is not subject to the qi of second-rate sword cultivation like you, and only the power of nature can be damaged. Hahaha!"

Hearing the blind man scolding himself for being a second-rate sword cultivator, Li Jimian was furious, took out his sword casually, violently slashed the sword light three zhang long, and slashed the remnant tower three times with both hands.

Li Jimian felt that the sword in his hand was like hitting the golden platform, and it shook so much that his mouth was numb.

"I know you've been giving him 'Tou Beast Mingsan' to keep him in control of your own hands. Li Gaohao, you go against the sky, kill me if you have the ability!" The blind man's voice began to echo in Li Jimian's ears.

Li Jimian has been secretly drugging Li Tianhao for ten years, and the investment is "human head and animal singing" to deepen Li Tianhao's perverseness. Only he knew about it, and no one else could know about it, and now when the blind man told it, he was astonished, and his heart began to beat faster.

"You killed me, you killed me!" The blind man's voice couldn't help but reverberate and deepen, making Li Jimian feel irritable for a while.

"Crazy, monster, you ghost who doesn't eat pigs and dogs!" Li Jimian waved his hand to disperse the sound that came from the ground, the sound became more and more terrifying and harsh, and there was an invisible ghostly power that restrained his Yuan Shen, and suppressed his sword qi in a trance.

At this time, Li Jimian found that everything around him had changed, and he was in a daze, and he returned to the state he was in ten years ago.

"You're not trying to kill me, come on, come quickly!" the blind man's voice grew more and more delicate, like that of a resentful young woman.

Li Jimian luckily fixed the spirit and breath.

The voice coming from under the tower became more and more fragmented, and gradually formed a looming blind head.

Li Jimian was shocked and said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Hahahaha!" The blind man burst out laughing, drifting left and right, and the gusts of yin wind brought up made Li Jimian shudder.

"Come on, cut off my head, you cut it!" the blind man roared and approached Li Jimian.

Li Jimian retreated in small steps, and when he encountered the formation boundary and could not retreat, he raised his hand and pierced the mouth of the blind man's head, and after hearing a sharp and piercing struggle, the blood-colored shadow shattered, and the golden light of the formation realm flashed, and the formation disappeared instantly.

Li Jimian saw Tang Tower shake a few times, and then he suspected that the old blind man was dead, so he boldly took a step forward, only this step broke into a big disaster, the old blind man's laughter suddenly sounded again, a red light flashed, and instantly dispersed into thousands of particles, Li Jimian's aura circle didn't have time to wrap around his body, and a particle hit his arm.

Everything is back to the same as before, only Li Jimian knows that something is faintly injected into his body. Thinking of what the blind man said just now, he sighed in his heart that he had miscalculated, but he didn't know what the blessings and misfortunes were.

The Tang Tower collapsed with a bang, and after the dust passed, there was a white light shining beneath the ruins.

Li Jimian pushed the ruins empty, the foundation was suddenly exposed, and a white robe looked particularly dazzling in the white sun.

Li Jimian also wore brand new white clothes.

But the owner of the white robe under the foundation was blind.

Li Jimian walked over slowly, the blind man was already dead, looking at the soaking and rotting appearance of the corpse, he should have died two or three days ago, and everything was his remnants.

There was only one body, and the teenager also ran away.

Eight words were written on a piece of hemp paper in white clothes fluttering in the wind: "Li Jimian's head and animal are scattered." ”

The yin qi here is too heavy, Li Jimian is a little frightened, and he hurriedly whistles, and the crane volleys down into the air. He was going to find and hunt down the young man who had escaped, and he was going to the Jiangxi Kendo Hall to join in the fun.

And Li Brown on the Immortal Mountain also took off his shirt at this moment, revealing his filial piety clothes, and was about to go up the mountain again to fight with the golden armor general.