Chapter Seventy-Three: World War II Horay
Seeing that the trend of the sea of fire is spreading more and more, there are more and more geniuses who are fleeing from this sea of fire, whether they can escape from this sea of fire or not, at least they are timid.
Also, Xue Li's hand really scared them out, it was hard to imagine that such a spell could only be used by a Jindan Foundation Stage cultivator.
However, although Xue Li is strong now, he is not the strongest person in the Ten Thousand People Conference, not to mention that there is a gap compared to Jiang Jiao and Withered Leaves, and even if he fights with Yuan Xiao, Jian Shouyi, and Long Xin, he is not too sure that he will be able to win.
Moreover, Yuan Xiao and the three are far from being the strongest.
These strongest people did not choose to leave because of the spread of the sea of fire, but with a smile on their faces, ready to do it at any time.
Lian Qiyue stopped dancing at this moment, and continuously pinched out the tricks, and a majestic rain actually fell within a radius of a hundred miles! The heavy rain came so fast that Xue Li didn't even react.
Strange to say, there are no dark clouds in the sky, and it can rain so heavily on a sunny day with white clouds.
Xue Li instinctively felt a sense of danger, how powerful should this girl with a good figure be in front of him? It's just that the cultivation of the Jindan period can actually call the wind and rain, I'm afraid Jiang Jiao can't do this kind of ability, right?
", so fierce?" Jiang Jiao was already able to do it at this time, looking at the drifting heavy rain, his eyes were full of disbelief, the Jindan period monk could call the wind and rain, it was simply appalling!
Soon, a sound of breaking through the air came straight at me.
In the majestic rain, a fire man attacked him at a very fast speed, his eyes twitched, wasn't this the Immortal Valley disciple who was blown away by his own punch?
I thought that after receiving a punch from myself, it would be difficult to live if I didn't die, but I didn't expect to be able to maintain such a fierce appearance, and it seems that I still underestimated the enemy.
Jiang Jiao's heart was actually a little afraid, imagine that if it wasn't for Xue Li and Withered Leaves' timely feeling, maybe he would have hung up at this moment.
At the moment when Jiang Jiao was slightly separated, the withered leaf monk looked at Wang Qi who rushed over, calmly took two steps forward, blocked in front of Jiang Jiao, recited the sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, and then held the staff with his empty sleeves and went up.
He actually wanted to single out Wang Qi.
Although Jiang Jiao didn't know how sure Withered Leaf was that he would be able to defeat Wang Qi, he believed that Withered Leaf was not such an easy person to defeat.
As long as Withered Leaf and Xue Li can temporarily entangle the disciples of Xunxian Valley, the rest of the so-called super geniuses are nothing more than this in his eyes now.
Xue Li's peacock had not yet reached the fire, and the sea of fire caused by it was even more extinguished by the heavy rain, and he was really a little unbearable, so he no longer used this trick.
Although this move will not consume his mana, but his physical body is too far behind, and he can't bear the load of the peacock at all, just now he was still gritting his teeth to perform it, at this time he also understood that there is still a big difference between the world in the book and his body in reality.
The world in the book should have idealized his physical fitness, and now he can't bear such a strong load in this world, and he is determined to practice his physical fitness when he has the opportunity in the future, but at this time, he is more and more envious of Jiang Jiao's new body.
If he doesn't play the peacock, it doesn't mean that he has nothing to do and can stay aside.
Although he didn't know why Jiang Jiao had provoked such a large group of people, he knew that it was difficult to expose it easily now that he had opened it by hand.
Most importantly, the boiling blood in his body told him how much he was in a big fight, and how much he wanted to test how much he had improved in the past period.
Ever since he reached the Golden Pill Stage, he felt that he had inexhaustible mana all over his body, and the advantages of the tenth layer of Qi cultivation had slowly begun to manifest, and it would become more and more obvious in the future.
Xue Li's goal is actually not to practice like a moon, although he has also killed women, but the woman in front of him seems to be a little beautiful?
Xue Li's goal is Yuan Xiao, who is standing a little behind, the previous battle with Yuan Xiao can be said to be instigated by himself, and he can only barely delay the time with the harassment of his own body and the tricolor bird, and now his cultivation has risen sharply, and it is best to find this field back now.
And after Lian Ruyue cast a spell to rain down this piece of rain, only a big gasp of breath remained, and she consumed more mana, but she had no idea of continuing to fight, and asked a group of people behind her at the moment: "I don't know which senior brother and sister are willing to make a move?"
Yuan Xiao snorted coldly, and was about to stand up, he was very aggrieved in the previous fight, and now he vows to wash away his shame!
But he didn't want a man beside him to rush out first, and the moment this man rushed out of the crowd, he also summoned eighty-one yellow rank long swords, and a sky-high sword intent pointed directly at Xue Li.
Yuan Xiao was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful sword cultivator among his group, so he subconsciously looked at Jian Shouyi not far away, not knowing which of the two was stronger.
The sword Shouyi also frowned lightly and looked at the man who rushed out, his sword path was just like his name, Shouyi, he only needed a giant sword, it was enough to show the sword path in his heart, this man actually controlled eighty-one long swords at the same time, didn't he know that doing so further dispersed his control?
Xue Li's sword path rushed out of a sword cultivator, which was also very unexpected, if nothing else, the person who rushed out was actually his old acquaintance, Huo Lei!
Since entering the Ten Thousand People Conference, the four members of their Bishan Sect have been separated, and Xue Li also knows that maybe he may never see him again in the future, after all, the probability of falling in the Ten Thousand People Conference is too great, and now seeing Huo Lei rushing over, his heart is mixed with two emotions: happy and depressed.
I'm glad that I finally met my senior brother from the same sect as myself, and I'm depressed that I want to do it with myself without saying a word.
At this time, Huo Lei had also broken through to the Jindan stage, and his cultivation was extremely strong, and what made Xue Li's heart jump the most was that the flying swords surrounding Huo Lei had actually been replaced with eighty-one yellow-rank flying swords!
If any eighty-one yellow-level magic weapons smash at him, I am afraid that he will only be able to escape for a while, let alone the sword formation composed of eighty-one flying swords.
The sword intent contained in those eighty-one long swords made Xue Li's heart tremble a little.
As if this sword intent was about to split himself into two pieces, Xue Li inadvertently swallowed his saliva.
Huo Lei's sword intent is about to reach its full potential, right?
But in fact, Xue Li didn't have that much time to think nonsense, and now that Huo Lei rushed directly, he had to fight.
Although he had a fight with Horay, the two of them only had a slight contact in that battle, but they didn't really see Horay's way of fighting.
As soon as the two came into contact this time, Xue Li felt the trouble deeply, and Huo Lei's sword after sword was like a cloud of peers, so that he had no chance to fight back.
Coupled with the fact that there was still thunder attribute mana surging in Huo Lei's sword array, Xue Li knew that once he was hit by the sword, he might be paralyzed in an instant, and he would be beheaded the next moment.