As the saying goes, overcome rigidity with softness. [No pop-up novel network] http:/// the old man Wuxiang interpreted this truth to the extreme. If he used his long sleeves to collide with the Tianmo Sword, the result would be certain, with the sharpness of the Tianmo Sword, the sleeve of the old man without appearance would definitely be cut.

But he found a different way, his long sleeves avoided the edge of the Tianmo Sword and attacked the sword body on its side, so that it was not the sharpness of the blade that was fighting, but whose cultivation was higher.

In terms of cultivation, Song Li is definitely not as good as the old man without appearance, although he is improving quickly, but after all, his age is there, and now he is only the second layer of the Yuan Infant Stage. But the old man without phase is already at the peak of the Yuan infant stage, and the difference between the two is too much, under such a collision, Song Li naturally suffers a lot.

It's so fucking treacherous. Seeing this, Song Li scolded in his heart. But there was no way, so he could only control the Twelve Sword Formations of the Phantom Words to burst out with all the offensives, hoping to cut off the sleeve of the faceless old man before slashing him to death.

Bang bang bang.

After a series of explosions, the fierce confrontation came to an abrupt end.

In this round, Song Li's cultivation was much worse, and in the end he was slightly inferior, the Tianmo Sword was knocked away, and the Twelve Sword Formations of Illusory Words were also broken.

It's just that Song Li didn't let the old man of Wuxiang feel better, just before the Twelve Sword Formation of the Phantom Words was broken, he still controlled the Tianmo Sword to make the old man Wuxiang hurry for a while, and more importantly, he also left some marks for the old man of Wuxiang, cutting off his two sleeves, and the old man who was originally tightly wrapped showed his two thin arms this time, the mystery was gone, and it was a little more funny.

"Good sword. The old man broke his sleeve on the ground and said in a deep voice. only praising the sword is good and not praising Song Li's Illusion Word Twelve Sword Formation, in fact, it means that Song Li is not a good skill by relying on the sharpness of the Tianmo Sword.

Song Li didn't care about these at all, nodded approvingly: "It seems that you are still very self-aware, you are indeed cheap, no, you are very cheap, don't stay well in your own country, and come to our Holy Lion Empire to make trouble with the wind and rain, do you say you are cheap?"

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death. Where has the old man Wuxiang been scolded like this, he was furious all of a sudden, and the murderous intent burst out, and in a low roar, he waved his palm and pulled up the palm shadow in the sky, and bombarded Song Li with an overwhelming and powerful momentum.

I have to say that the Wuxiang old man who has the peak cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage is still quite fierce, and his strength is surging, like the huge waves set off during the tsunami slapping towards Song Li layer upon layer, and like the collapse of a mountain, the boulder rolls down, crushing Song Li with the stone that destroys everything and crushes everything.

"Ahh

Queen Helen's hands were unconsciously clasped together, and while looking at Song Li's figure intently, she was also silently praying for him.

Damn, Zoroastrianism has such a powerful killer? Song Li bore the brunt of the attack, and felt more truly how sharp and ferocious the masked man's attack on the opposite side was.

It's just that now he can't retreat.

Of course, he could escape, even if this guy's cultivation was much higher than his own, Song Li was confident that he could easily run away, but he couldn't do that.

As a man, when he encountered danger, he threw a woman and fled by himself, this kind of tasteless thing Song Li couldn't do.

Go up, let it out, and see who dies and who lives in the end. Song Li was ruthless in his heart, stepped forward, and at the same time used a big killing move.

Thunderbolt.

This is the ultimate killer move of Thor's Whip, and it is also a trump card that Song Li rarely plays in his hand.

Now as soon as it was struck, in an instant, Song Li was like a thunder god descending from the sky, countless blue-purple lightning bolts burst out around his body, lightning flashed, thunder faintly, containing infinite power full of destruction and destruction, like a thunderous giant sword that judged sin and slammed towards the masked man.

In an instant, Queen Helen, who was watching the battle, even had an illusion.

That is, at this time, she was not in the Holy Lion Mountain, but on the vast sea, surrounded by turbulent waves, huge waves, as if the heavens and the earth were about to be submerged at any time, and at the same time, it seemed that in order to suppress the restlessness of the waves, the gods of heaven sent down countless thunderbolts, wanting to blast the tsunami that rushed into the sky.

Rumble.

This was a collision of two forces, and when the attack of the Phaseless Old Man and Song Li's Thunder Ten Thousand Strikes collided together, an earth-shattering loud bang suddenly sounded.

With the sound of the explosion, a huge crater with a radius of three hundred meters and a depth of five meters appeared in an instant where the two forces collided, and the original earth and stones were destroyed into powder by the impact force generated by the collision of the two forces just now.

Call.

The next moment, the impact force spread out in all directions, as if a twelve-level wind was blowing on the flat ground, and the dirt, stones, soot, etc. were blown in all directions.

Queen Helen was very close, pushed back again and again by the powerful impact.

And Song Li and the old man Wuxiang in the center of the battle group suffered a greater and stronger impact.

Crash.

Song Li slid backwards seven or eight meters away, and his legs ploughed two trenches on the ground a little deep.

Despite this, he always maintained a posture of being ready to fight, and had no intention of retreating, even at this moment, drops of blood were falling from his body and arms.

It's not that Song Li doesn't want to retreat, but he doesn't dare.

Because of the two encounters, he had already determined that the masked man on the other side was very strong, and he had a good grasp of the timing of the battle. If you show the slightest intention of retreating, it is very likely that you will be caught, and there is a good chance that what awaits you is another round of violent attacks.

The masked man on the opposite side is like a hungry wolf, as long as he finds the weakness of his prey, he will definitely not hesitate to pounce on it.

So even the collision just now actually caused him a considerable impact, so that his arms and bodies are now covered with fine scars, his skin has cracked small wounds under the violent shock, and some meridians and organs in his body have also suffered some impact injuries.

But he gritted his teeth like no one else, and he couldn't leave the enemy with a flaw.

Under the push of the impact, the old man Wuxiang only took three steps back to stabilize his figure, and he looked stronger than Song Li.

But only he knew that he didn't take much advantage of the battle just now, because his arms and body were now burned by the power of thunder and lightning, and some places were even scorched.

After the old man Wuxiang became famous, he has always bullied people and hurt others, how could he have suffered such an injury.

This made the old man Wuxiang angry in his heart, and at the same time, the killing of Song Li became more and more prosperous.

No wonder the Holy Emperor is helpless with this kid, it's too difficult and too hard. The old man was full of shock in his heart, he thought that he had made a move in anger just now, and almost used seventy percent of his strength, and it was definitely more than enough to kill Song Li.

But the fact is that he miscalculated, Song Li not only attacked next, but also seemed to have suffered some skin injuries.

Is this kid a monster? Xiuwei is a lot worse than me, and he actually connected me with two heavy blows, and he didn't show any weakness, but even hurt me?

No, he must not be given another chance, and he must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise it will definitely become a big problem.

While shocked and incredulous, the old man began to be ruthless. He didn't tolerate his own failures, and he didn't want to see this hateful boy live a few more moments.

Shout.

In the whistle-like scream, the old man made a move.

In order to paralyze Song Li in order to disguise himself as a Zoroastrian before, the old man Wuxiang did not use his own famous moves.

But now, when he realized that Song Li was far from being as easy to kill as he thought, the old man couldn't bear it anymore.

Between the flicks of his fingers, one after another finger force was like a crossbow arrow off the string shooting towards Song Libiao.

The first few fingers were still so loud that they seemed to be able to penetrate everything everywhere they went, which made people daunting.

Of course, that's all, although it's quite scary, but as long as Song Li pays some attention, he can always avoid it.

But soon, the fingering of the old man Wuxiang changed, the finger power was still strong, but the momentum was getting smaller and smaller, and at the same time, the moves became more and more tricky and ruthless, invisible and invisible.

And this is the phaseless old man's best at-phase tribulation finger.

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible. The same is true of this phaseless catastrophe finger, the more silent, the more formless and phaseless, but the more powerful.

At the beginning, many masters who died under the finger of the phaseless old man, they didn't know how they died when they were killed.

As soon as Song Li saw that he was silent when he made his fingers, he immediately screamed badly, and in an instant, he burst out with all his strength, frantically resisting.

Bang bang.

After a series of explosions, Song Li slid backwards again for nearly a hundred meters. At this time, he was even more embarrassed than before, with a few deep scars on his chest, and some more blood holes on his arms, although he did not wear back and forth, but the flesh and blood were blurred, and he looked quite miserable.

Tick tock.

Blood kept flowing down from Song Li's body and splashing on the ground.

It's not that Song Li doesn't want to stop the bleeding, it's just that he can feel that the opponent's qi is locked onto him, as long as he moves slightly, it is very likely that he will trigger a more violent attack from the other party.

So he didn't dare to move. Fortunately, with his strength, even if it is not deliberately exploded, he can stop the bleeding by controlling the contraction of the muscles, otherwise if he continues to bleed according to this momentum, even if he is not killed, he will lose too much blood and die.

, this Zoroastrian guy is so fierce. When this matter is over, I must visit Zoroastrianism when I find an opportunity, Lao Tzu's injury is not in vain. Song Li scolded in his heart, but his eyes were staring at the faceless old man opposite.

"That's enough, stop fighting. Queen Helen saw Song Li's tragic condition full of scars, and her whole heart was about to break.

At this moment, Queen Helen realized that she was really in love with this brave and strong man who risked his life for herself.

For his sake, Queen Helen made a brave decision