Looking at the four pillars that were shot down head-on with the power of thunder, Li Jing smiled bitterly in his heart. He had a lot of experience in fighting and fighting in his previous life, but this was the first time he had officially fought with someone in this life, and his opponent was a demon who had cultivated to the realm of the Immortal Pill. When he made a move, he was affected by the experience of his previous life, and greatly underestimated the destructive power of his opponent and even himself, so that the treasure knife in his hand could not withstand the huge force of the two of them and collapsed and shattered.

"Chop!" Zhang Chuchen in the back saw that Li Jing was in distress, and let out a coquettish sound from his mouth, and the two short swords in the air burst out with a dazzling incandescent light, flying diagonally and slashing at Fan Zhuo's neck, but it was a plan to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

Fan Zhuo opened his mouth and spewed out two red rays, flying left and right, shooting like electricity, and slammed into Zhang Chuchen's two short swords. The bats that the two boys had turned into before, and they had also used similar means to fight Zhang Zhuchen, but Fan Zhuo used the strength of the Jie Dan Realm to exert it, and its power skyrocketed tenfold?

The way of sword cultivation is to pay attention to the unity of body and sword, Zhang Chuchen's heart and spirit are closely connected with the two swords, and his own strength is far inferior to Fan Zhuo, under this head-on attack without any fancy, the pair of short swords let out a wail in unison, and the light fell to the ground dimly, Zhang Chuchen himself instantly turned pale, and his cherry lips spurted a mouthful of blood.

Li Jing's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, he gently took a breath to calm the anger in his heart, and waved his left palm upward, the palm was extremely gentle, but what he performed was one of the eight styles obtained by simplifying the 8864 Bagua Palm in this life, and a move "weak water" corresponding to the water phase of the Kan hexagram.

The moment the palm of his hand touched Fan Zhuo's four-fold mace, it seemed to slowly and urgently wrap around the body and turn and circle for fourteen weeks, and the palm of his hand exhaled a feminine and continuous true qi. With the palm momentum, it turned into fourteen tiny invisible vortices that contained infinite sucking and pulling power.

Although there was a huge difference in the strength of the two sides, Li Jing's extremely subtle palm technique still succeeded in entangling Fan Zhuo's four wings in the air for a moment.

It was in this fleeting moment. Li Jing's right palm was as fast as lightning and like thunder, and he swung diagonally upwards fiercely. A type corresponding to the "column gap" of the hexagram thunder phase from the side hit the weakest point of the strength contained in the waist of the four corrugated gongs.

With a thunderclap-like bang, Li Jing spurted blood from his mouth and threw it backwards, and Fan Zhuo also spun like a top and fell out. It's just that Li Jing fell to the ground like a dead dog and couldn't move, but Fan Zhuo landed steadily after fixing his body in the air - no matter how exquisite Li Jing's palm technique was, it would be difficult to make up for the huge gap in strength between the two sides after all.

Fan Zhuo was embarrassed and angry, just now he had seen through the difference in strength between the enemy and us, so he decided to win with clumsiness, the first blow of the blood-colored thunderball and the four gongs was a must-kill means that condensed all his strength after simplifying the complex. Unexpectedly, he was taken over by this shallow kid in front of him. He opened his mouth and let out a scream, like a sharp voice like a sharp steel needle piercing into everyone's ears.

Li Jing, who was about to struggle to get up, felt a sharp pain in his ears, and his hands and feet fell down again, while Yang Xuangan and the others also staggered unsteadily.

Fan Zhuo didn't pay attention to others, his figure flashed, and the four gongs still used the front form, smashing down on the top of Li Jing's head.

At this moment, Li Jingshi had no power to fight back, although he was extremely unwilling, he could only watch the blood-red four-lined wedge fall on top of his head.

In the blink of an eye. A nine-layered octagonal and multicolored streamer exquisite pagoda appeared above Li Jing's head, hanging down thousands of eight-colored brilliance and condensing into a light mask to protect Li Jing's whole body.

Fan Zhuo had an extremely shocked look on his face, but the four slammed slammed down on the light mask.

Fan Zhuo's fall was heavier than the mountains, but it could only cause a ripple of light to ripple on the surface of the thin light mask. There wasn't even the slightest sound of an exchange of energy. But his four-fold sword, which had been refined by secret methods, disintegrated and shattered without a sound.

After shattering the four corrugated maces, the eight-colored light that had condensed into a light mask expanded steeply, invading towards Fan Zhuo.

Fan Zhuo's soul was scattered. Suddenly, he lifted the scarlet cloak he was wearing and enveloped his whole body in it.

The eight-colored brilliance poured down on the cloak like flowing water. The scarlet cloak was annihilated inch by inch, turning into filthy ashes and shattering and dissipating.

Fan Zhuo, who was originally hiding in the cloak, appeared out of thin air more than ten zhang away. The already pale face was full of horror.

In the stunned gaze of Yang Xuangan and the others, Li Jing slowly stood up from the ground, and the brilliance hanging from the pagoda not only protected himself from attacking the enemy, but also calmed the heavy damage he suffered in an instant.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the pagoda suspended in the air landed on the flat palm, feeling the deep joy and attachment from this almost psychic treasure, he shook his head a little swollen, sighed and muttered: "The dust is like a dream, and it is really a dream." But relying on this baby, I finally found the memory of that big dream. ”

After sighing with emotion, Li Jing held the pagoda in his hand, looked at Fan Zhuo who was at a loss in front of him, and sneered: "Demon, you seem to know the deity." In that case, do you want to do it or do you want to do it?"

Although he is still a young man and his cultivation is shallow, his words naturally bring out undoubted majesty and self-confidence, just because he finally recovered the memory of his previous life that was banned by the power of reincarnation, and remembered the name of Xuanhe who had shaken the two worlds of heaven and man that he had forgotten for a long time - Xuantian Divine Martial Spirit Ying Bless Holy Heavenly Venerable Tota Heavenly King Li Jing!

"Heavenly King spare your life!" Fan Zhuo let out a terrified scream, spun around and turned into a huge bat with a wingspan of two feet, flapping its wings and about to flee. Although he was very afraid of Li Jing, he still had the idea of what happened, and only hoped that the other party's cultivation would not be enough to make the pagoda to pursue him.

Li Jing sneered and said, "Can you go?" Then he shook his hand and sacrificed the pagoda in the air, if he changed a magic weapon, even if the power was great, but his own cultivation was too low, it was difficult to exert one-ten-millionth of its power. But this pagoda was sacrificed as a natal treasure in his previous life, and now that he has awakened the memory of his previous life, this treasure can only be moved by his heart.

The pagoda rose in the air against the wind, and in an instant it turned into a behemoth a hundred feet high, first sending out an unpredictable strange force to lock the huge bat that Fan Zhuo had turned into in the air and unable to move, and then smashed down from top to bottom with an incomparable force.

Fan Zhuo's cultivation is only to reach the realm of Yudan, if he is hit by Li Jing's pagoda, there will be no second ending except for the destruction of form and spirit.

"Li Tianwang's subordinates are merciful!" An old voice suddenly came from the air, and then clothes flew through the air, horizontally above Fan Zhuo, blocking the pagoda.

At the same time, a person appeared in front of Li Jing out of thin air, first waved his hand gently, and I don't know what method was used, causing Yang Xuangan and the others to pass out together, and then bowed deeply to him.

Li Jing saw the person clearly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It's you?" (to be continued......)