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There were still many disciples of the three sects standing in the sky, staring down with their eyes downward. There was still a look of shock in his eyes, but he had great expectations for his own sect master.

"I'll just say one last time, unload your flying swords, and then roll out of the Phantom Sword Sect fifty miles away. "These people are clearly bullying the head of the master, how can Li Chengzhu not be angry?

Thinking of the few bloody paths that this ruthless man had just killed with one axe and a knife, all the disciples of the three sects suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and the timid man turned his head to look around, quietly descended from the air, and took the immortal sword back to the ring without a trace.

They knew that the fierce man in front of them was not their own brothers and sisters of the same sect, and the words that popped out of their mouths were not just as simple as talking about playing, but were done with real guns.

Qi Zhengdao was originally standing on the ground after teleporting, and at this moment, he couldn't help but exhale, looking at Wucang who stopped in mid-air with a little schadenfreude.

The master of the Martial Sect looked up to the sky and laughed for a long time, shook the fairy sword in a good way, and said to Li Chengzhu: "Boy, don't talk about those useless, you have the ability to see the real chapter under your hands." ”

The corners of Boss Li's mouth twitched, and he smiled a little hideously.

The little thing that had been sitting comfortably on his shoulder suddenly felt a hint of uneasiness, and as soon as he opened his eyelids, he found a large hand picking it up whole.

"Squeak. Like a mouse being caught by a cat, the little thing cried out twice.

Then, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the little thing was thrown out by Boss Li like a meatloaf.

The target is facing Takekura.

Luo Sihai instantly put the aura in his eyes, and he wanted to understand how this treasure hunting rat emitted the Purple Xuantian Fire.

Like a red javelin, the fiery red straight line with the frightened cry of a small thing stretched from in front of Li Chengzhu to the front door of Wucang.

The master of the Martial Sect smiled coldly, and the fairy sword burst out with a little spiritual light, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight towards the fat meat.

I want you to be arrogant, I want you to be arrogant, all the disciples of the three sects couldn't help but be happy on their faces, they had already seen the tip of the fairy sword inserted into the fiery red body.

But to their surprise, the imaginary blood flower did not dissipate.

The scene where the disciples were expecting to win a game on the face did not appear.

But Wu Cang was even more shocked to find that what his fairy sword stabbed into was actually just a fiery red afterimage. At the same time, Wu Cang only felt that something was hitting his chest, and a burst of itching came from him.

Takekura's face turned pale in an instant, and he didn't see clearly how the fiery fat dodged his attack.

But being able to move to the point of leaving an afterimage, Takekura believes that this speed is no longer comparable to himself.

This little thing is very dangerous, and as soon as this thought popped up in Wu Cang's heart, he sadly found that a terrifying spiritual pressure had covered his whole body.

I felt a stream of cold air coming up and down my body.

Qi Zhengdao's eyelids were jumping, he never thought that in just over a year, the cultivation of this kid in front of him would actually improve.

The three hundred and sixty colorful fairy swords dazzled everyone, and the brilliant light emitted from the fairy swords exuded a strong murderous aura at this moment.

With an incomparably gorgeous attack, Li Chengzhu had already teleported behind Wu Cang, and instantly summoned the Nine Heavens Great Luo Ding, and three hundred and sixty immortal swords that had been transformed surrounded Wu Cang solidly.

Wu Cang's eyes were full of horror, and he was ready to teleport away without thinking about it.

However, the master of the Martial Sect was extremely sad to find that the aura around him had been disrupted, and he had just forcibly gathered the aura. An incomparably violent attack had struck him in the back of the head. At the same time, there was a gritted sentence: "Give Lao Tzu down." ”

"Bang!" everyone who saw this scene felt a dizziness in their heads, and countless stars seemed to pop up in front of them.

Boss Li's toes with enough aura had already been imprinted on Wu Cang's head, with a ripple in the air, Wu Cang was like a big bird with folded wings, spinning and falling straight from the air to the ground.

"Flutter~~" Countless winds followed Wu Cang's body, and the tips of the more than three hundred immortal swords pointed straight at Wu Cang's not too wide body.

Boss Li was very aggrieved, and since he subdued Wanyue every year, he suddenly found that he was so useless.

After coming out of the interdimensional time barrier, this feeling became even stronger.

His bodyguards are all Jin Xian, Da Luo Jin Xian, but he has not been able to get the opportunity to be promoted because of Mo Xie's relationship.

To deal with the harassment of the three major forces in the fairy world, he relied on his own bodyguards and fire phoenixes, and he didn't have any strength at all.

Li Chengzhu suddenly found that he was so useless.

But at this moment, Boss Li realized that even a sanitary napkin has its use.

Moved, Li Chengzhu burst into tears.

As if venting the depression of this time, Li Chengzhu closely followed Wu Cang's falling body, kicking fiercely one foot at a time, two

Turning at an angle, Quan kicked at Takekura's head.

Compared with the immortals, Li Chengzhu really does not have the capital to show off.

But compared with immortal cultivators, Li Chengzhu believes that there is no one more powerful than him in the entire immortal world.

Regardless of the surging spiritual energy strength and storage capacity in his body, just because of Mo Xie's relationship, the density of spiritual energy that he had refined for nearly a thousand years in the interdimensional time enchantment was almost dense to the point of almost condensing.

As an immortal cultivator in the late Mahayana period, Li Chengzhu felt that he could pinch him to death with one hand.

"Bang bang bang!" Wu Cang didn't even have time to open his mouth and scream, an old face was already twisted in pain, his big mouth was opened tightly, and his eyes were rolling.

Qi Zhengdao cracked his mouth and felt pain for his ally, and he clearly saw that several large teeth spurted out of Wu Cang's mouth with a stream of blood, drawing a graceful arc, and before they could land, they were crushed by the violent aura.

"Bah. "Wucang finally hit the ground, and a cloud of dust rose from the ground. Countless colors flashed in the dust.

The soft sound of "Woo Ya", all the disciples of the three sects shuddered, this kind of light sound was very familiar to them, it was the sound of the fairy sword inserting into the flesh, the sound of metal and flesh rubbing, but it sounded so terrifying and gloomy in their ears at this moment.

When the dust cleared, Boss Li stepped on Wu Cang's face, turned his head and raised his eyes to look at the disciples of the three factions who were frozen in the sky, with a ruthless face.

More than three hundred immortal swords had firmly fixed Wu Cang's limbs on the ground, and from a distance, Boss Li's feet looked like a thorny hedgehog.

Blood stained the ground red, the fairy sword in Wu Cang's hand was gone, and the summoned magic weapon had also returned to the master's body voluntarily because of the fierce attack on the master.

Only the major artery pierced by the fairy sword spurted blood outward, like a blood-red well.

This time, there was no need for Li Chengzhu to say anything, the immortal cultivator who was stunned in the sky hurriedly fluttered down from the air under the terrifying gaze of Boss Li, hurriedly put the flying sword magic weapon into the ring, and blinked a pair of innocent eyes.

Liu Datou resisted the big axe and rushed to the front of the immortal chief excitedly, looking at Wu Cang's old face that was kicked into a pig's head, purple and green, and held back a smile.

Luo Sihai came to this conclusion to Li Chengzhu, with his strength, he could win against this immortal cultivator without any tricks at all, but at this moment, he tortured this disobedient immortal cultivator to such a miserable state, it was really ruthless.

Boss Li stretched out a fairy sword that was inserted into Wucang's body, and instantly brought out a stream of blood, raised his big foot and patted the somewhat cracked shoes with his hand, looked at Wanyue and said, "Yueyue, wait a minute, refine a cold iron shoe for me." ”

Wu Cang's body trembled uncontrollably, and his bloody eyes looked at Li Chengzhu with great fear.

Wanyue sweated for a while, and she didn't realize until now that her master was simply not human-like when she became fierce.

Liu smacked his lips on the side and said, "If you refine a few bloodletting grooves on the tip of your shoes, it will be even more enjoyable." ”

The disciples of the three sects took a step back in unison, and even Qi Zhengdao was no exception.

The Great Pavilion Lord of Qi swallowed his saliva, he was already a little firm in the flash man's thoughts just now.

Boss Li raised his eyebrows and patted Liu Sanbiaozi's shoulder with praise: "This is a good idea." ”

Liu Datou was still dissatisfied with his opinion: "The bloodletting tank can't be too long, and it can't be too short, it's easy to die if it's long, and you can't release much blood if it's short, Xianchang, don't you say it's so long?" Liu Sanbiaozi gave his pertinent opinion to Boss Li without humanity.

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Jiang Ziyin, who was originally very excited, suddenly felt sad for Wucang, inhumane, too inhumane. In the hands of these two people, it is not as refreshing as being captured by the angel legion and being sodomized by countless angels.

Boss Li patted Liu Datou's shoulder, this kid is very popular with me. Turning his head to look at Wu Cang, who had no fighting spirit, he smiled coldly, "Martial Sect Master, do you think it's better for me to torture you slowly, or just abolish your Yuan Ying?"

A large hole had opened on Wu Cang's forehead, and blood had already flowed into his eyes, and he could now see that the people in front of him were all red, hideous and terrifying. Hearing such inhumane words again, his whole body immediately trembled, and he pulled the wound that the fairy sword inserted into it, and moaned with a cracked mouth.

Big Boss Li turned his head to look at the countless immortal cultivators, and said lightly: "Immediately withdraw from the Illusory Sword Sect within fifty miles, otherwise you will end up with him." ”

Holding the fairy sword in his right hand, Li Chengzhu stroked Wu Cang's chest with his left hand, spread his five fingers, his face was serious, and pressed it carefully, as if looking for the location of his heart, before he nodded, and thrust the fairy sword down fiercely in Wu Cang's eyes full of fear.

Not surprisingly, Wu Cang's body is afraid that it will be wasted, and it will be directly inserted into the heart by the fairy sword, even if it is an immortal emperor, it is impossible to use the body again. In severe cases, it may also affect the baby.

"Bang!" a sound that seemed to flirt and sighed came from not far away.

Boss Li only felt that his heart was sour, and his big hand that was inserted down trembled, and he couldn't insert it anymore.

Those countless poignant memories

The tide of the rising tide generally swarmed in, and Boss Li was suddenly immersed in himself.

All the hardships and hardships of being a journalist on the earth, in order to get a good photo or two, I lay in ambush like a sniper for days and nights, nibbled on dry bread, and drank cold white water. The scene of the month when Gu Linglong was ravaged in the fairy world also slowly emerged.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The crisp sound was like a resentful woman living in the boudoir sighing, like the sigh of disappointment when the wife watched the return of her husband who went to the battlefield, and like the sigh of disappointment of the mother looking forward to the return of her child who went out to study.

All kinds of complex and incomprehensible emotions instantly coiled Li Chengzhu's mind.

Everyone present was immersed in this kind of pain, except for a few powerful figures brought by Li Chengzhu.

Qi Zhengdao remembered his son's tragic situation, and even shed a salty tear.

The hundreds of immortal swords conjured up by the Nine Heavens Great Luo Ding surged violently and disappeared in an instant, and Boss Li's emotions were fluctuating, and he could no longer maintain the operation of the Nine Heavens Great Luo Ding.

Wu Cang, who was lightly depleted, hurriedly endured the pain and disappeared in a teleport, leaving only a big pit and a pit full of blood-red land.

When he saw that the bloody man in front of him was gone, Li Chengzhu suddenly came back to his senses.

Spiritual Attack, What Magic Weapon? Big Boss Li turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and at the same time silently used his aura to protect his Yuan Shen.

Big Liu was also twisting his head to find a sound, which was too ugly for him.

"Fanyin Valley's sigh qin!" Wan Yue's voice came into Boss Li's ears.

It was actually a famous primordial god attack magic weapon in the immortal cultivation realm, and Li Chengzhu's face suddenly swelled with heat.

Yuan Shen class attack magic weapon, I heard someone say such a thing at the beginning, there are Hehuan Bell of Hehuan Sect in the world of cultivating immortals, and the sigh qin of Fanyin Valley. In addition, there is also the immortal flute of the infatuated immortal monarch.

The Yuanshen attack magic weapon is a rare treasure, and the grade is not the standard for the power of the magic weapon, so to speak, the powerful person holding this magic weapon will exert great power.

Like the Hehuan Bell of the Hehuan Sect, although it is a four-grade immortal weapon, it is definitely comparable to an eight-grade direct attack immortal weapon in terms of value.

Through the crowd, Boss Li saw a white-clothed woman sitting on the ground, with a simple bronze guqin in front of a woman with a green veil, and the Qianqianyu fingers were plucking the strings again and again.

Li Chengzhu stared at Niu Da with a pair of old eyes, wanting to see the true face of this woman through the green veil.

There is a drawback to the magic weapon of the Yuan Shen attack, if the strength is not able to control the magic weapon, then the attack it sends out is definitely an indiscriminate attack.

Now looking at the appearance of these immortal cultivators around him who are obsessed with their minds, Li Chengzhu knows that this Fanyin Valley Lord is a half-tone like himself, and he can't control the sighing qin at all.

It was because he couldn't drive the Hehuan Bell that he made a disturbance in the Hehuan Sect.

But this chick dared to save people from herself, which made Li Chengzhu suddenly feel very faceless.

Boss Li flipped it over, and a small bell instantly appeared in his hand, buckling the red lacing, Li Chengzhu made sure that he would not be affected by the Hehuan bell, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, ringing Hehuan Ling.

Li Chengzhu seemed to see the wonderful expression on the face of the Lord of Fanyin Valley at this moment.

As long as you're not a virgin, I'll see how you can resist this beautiful ringtone.

"Knock knock!" sighed Qin's voice was like a deep sound, teasing the past in everyone's hearts again and again.

"Ding ding!" Li Chengzhu shook the Hehuan bell and walked towards the Lord of Fanyin Valley step by step.

Girl, you can't walk with such a big piano in your arms, right? Boss Li was very proud.

Grief and ** are intertwined, grief and instinct are surging together, and the faces of the disciples of the three factions have strange expressions.

Wan Yue blushed and snorted, she had heard of the prestige of the magic weapon of the Hehuan Sect a long time ago, if it weren't for her strength being much higher than her master this time, I am afraid that she would also be on the way.

As the pace approached and the sound of the bell was urgent, Li Chengzhu clearly saw that the raised chest of the Lord of Fanyin Valley was surging more and more.

The disciples of the three sects are even more useless now, if it weren't for the sighing qin, I'm afraid they would have been in a collective chaos a long time ago.

Although Li Chengzhu's cultivation is only in the late Mahayana period, the dense aura is not something that an immortal cultivator in the late Mahayana period can have.

The wave-like chest of the Lord of Fanyin Valley stiffened a little under the gaze of Li Chengzhu's swaying eyes, and the Lord of Fanyin Valley could even clearly feel the pleasure brought by one or two grains of the ship rubbing against his clothes.

The sound of the piano is getting worse and worse, and it seems a little chaotic, but the bell is still so sonorous and powerful, and the rhythm is distinct, provoking the ** buried in everyone's hearts again and again. (Full Text)

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