The warning bell of the Yuding Gate rang throughout the mountain gate.

However, at this time, Li Xuedong was already invincible, not to mention that the Xuan-level disciples had become ants to him, even the earth-level masters couldn't hold up a single move in front of him.

The square of the Yuding Gate was also covered with the corpses of the disciples of the Yuding Gate, and the blood stained the dojo red, and then flowed down the steps.

"Be bold and arrogant, don't get our Yuding Gate to spread wild!"

Five or six Heavenly Rank masters rushed out from the main hall of the Jade Ding Gate, and they rushed towards Li Xuedong with long swords in their hands, but they didn't even insist on a single move, and they were burned into black charcoal by Li Xuedong's fireball.

At this time, Li Xuedong had already turned into a killing god, and with his spiritual vision, no one could escape from under his nose.

No matter how hidden they were, Li Xuedong still slashed through with a few wind blades, and smashed them to pieces along with the secret room where they were hiding.

After the revenge killing of a pillar of incense, the Yuding Gate has completely become a dead door, and there is not even a living person, except for Li Xuedong.

Li Xuedong stood on the square stained red with blood, smelling the fishy smell in the air, and the depression that was originally blocked in his heart was vented.

The noise was no longer audible, only the whirring of the mountain wind, and the crackling of the burning building.

The main hall of the Jade Ding Gate in front of him was also burned by Li Xuedong, and the flames were like greedy beasts, engulfing the huge main hall little by little.

"Okay, good, you really haven't died yet, Yudingmen still hasn't escaped the destruction after all!"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded, and I saw a slightly rickety figure slowly walking out of the flames of the main hall, and it turned out to be an old man in gray.

The old man's pace seemed to be slow, but in the blink of an eye, he actually walked out of the main hall, and he was only a few zhang away from Li Xuedong.

Li Xuedong stared at the gray-clothed old man in front of him, and he recognized that he was the Yuding Sect Worship Elder who besieged and killed him three years ago.

The old man in gray looked at the corpses of the people of Yudingmen lying on the ground, and looked at the burned houses of Yudingmen, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

In front of me, there is still a fairyland-like Jade Ding Gate, which is simply a dead realm that has been swallowed by the flames of hell.

Previously, when Li Xuedong searched with his spiritual vision, he didn't find this gray-clothed old man, but he walked out at this time, which surprised him.

When Li Xuedong scanned the old man's dantian with his spiritual eye, he couldn't sweep it in, that is to say, he couldn't see the cultivation of the old man in front of him.

It was the first time for Li Xuedong to encounter such a situation, even if it was Mrs. Ling and Fei Yuchen, who claimed to be masters above the innate, his spiritual eyes and divine sense could more or less spy on their dantian, but the gray-clothed old man in front of him didn't give his divine sense the slightest crack to penetrate.

Li Xuedong had fought with this worship elder three years ago, and at that time he was far from feeling like he has today, that is to say, he must have encountered something amazing in the past three years that made his cultivation so diligent.

"Hmph, listening to what you just said, it seems that you had expected this catastrophe in the Yuding Sect. ”

Li Xuedong vigilantly stared at the gray-clothed old man in front of him who had a terrifying martial arts cultivation, and the Chixiao Flying Sword in his hand was ready to attack at any time.

The gray-clothed old man showed a sad look, shook his head and sighed: "Five years ago, a master calculated that my Yuding Gate only had five years of luck, and five years later, the Yuding Gate will definitely be destroyed by a person surnamed Li. ”

Li Xuedong sneered: "In this way, that master really has some skills, and he can even guess my surname, so did you ask him if you will die today?"

The old man in gray looked up at Li Xuedong and said, "Of course I asked." ”

"And the result?"

Li Xuedong felt the battle intent pouring out of the gray-clothed old man's body, and he immediately mobilized his true qi to control the Chixiao Flying Sword.

The gray-clothed old man's eyes suddenly emitted two essence lights, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Do you want to know, then wait until we fight!"

The moment the gray-clothed old man said this, Li Xuedong did not hesitate to stir up the Chixiao Flying Sword.

The Chixiao Flying Sword turned into a red light, and with the sound of a swaying wind, it stabbed towards the gray-clothed old man.

"Edgeworth!

The gray-clothed old man saw Li Xuedong perform the sword technique, his eyes showed infinite surprise, and then a powerful internal qi poured out of his body, and he slapped at the attacking flying sword.

Boom!

The Chixiao Flying Sword was suddenly blocked at a distance of one zhang from the gray-clothed old man.

I saw that the blade of the sword pierced the air in front of me, and it actually stabbed out ripples one after another, as if a huge transparent barrier appeared in front of the flying sword, making it impossible for the flying sword to take a step forward at all.

The gray-clothed old man's right palm stretched out, and a smug sneer outlined the corners of his mouth.

The scene in front of him made Li Xuedong's eyes tighten, and he felt the terrifying energy gushing out of the gray-clothed old man's body.

Although it is internal qi, its strength is not weaker than him in the slightest.

The old man in front of him was able to achieve real luck into a wall, that is to say, he was the innate mentioned by those martial artists.

Unlike Wu Xingyun, Madam Ling, and Fei Yuchen, who were half-step congenital, the gray-clothed old man in front of him was a real innate master, a martial arts master who could freely manipulate his internal qi.

Different means to the same end.

Li Xuedong cultivated the cultivation of the true exercises, and the gray-clothed old man in front of him cultivated the ancient martial arts, but he didn't expect that the ancient martial arts cultivated to the extreme would be able to achieve the same ability as the cultivation of the truth.

Since the old man in gray can achieve a wall of luck, then he should not have a problem killing the enemy with his internal qi sword.

Bang!

There was another violent sound, and Li Xuedong felt a stirring of Zhenyuan, and the Chixiao Flying Sword was actually shocked by the qi wall in front of him.

"Old fellow, you are less proud, try my punch and then talk!"

Even the Chixiao Flying Sword was knocked away by the qi wall, and the wind blade and fireball that were inferior to the flying sword would also have the slightest effect, and all Li Xuedong could believe now was his fist, and the True Yuan that had been strengthened by the Chaos Tiangang Technique.

Li Xuedong didn't know what adventures this gray-clothed old man had in the past three years, but he believed that no matter how strong his adventures were, they couldn't compare to his Chaos Tiangang Trick.

Li Xuedong condensed the true yuan on his right fist, jumped forward, and smashed his fist on the qi wall that seemed to be like a moat.

Bang!

Li Xuedong's fist smashed into the qi wall, and the qi wall only lasted for a short period of two or three breaths, and then it was like mud, destroyed by the powerful True Yuan fist.

Seeing Li Xuedong blast the qi wall to pieces with one punch, the old man in gray shouted several times in a row, and then his internal qi poured out like a flood, and his two fists blasted over together, directly blasting out more than ten powerful internal qi fist winds.

(End of chapter)

(Battlefield Literature)