"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man from the Immortal Fu Sect in a black robe frowned and asked subconsciously.

In his subconscious, this is the mountain gate of the Immortal Fu Sect, he is a member of the Immortal Fu Sect, so this person is naturally a spy who has infiltrated the Immortal Fu Sect, and his voice and momentum are naturally full of righteousness.

However, in the face of his question, the tall and thin man in front of him who was blocking his road only slowly held the hilt of the sword in front of him, and said calmly: "I am Zhang Yi's uncle." ”

"Zhang Yi's uncle?"

The middle-aged man of the Immortal Fu Sect was stunned, a slight sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that he was Zhang Yi's senior uncle according to his seniority, so this man wearing the clothes of the Immortal Fu Sect miscellaneous servants was not his own generation.

However, in the next moment, when he felt the sharp sword intent surging from the other party's body, he woke up in shock, "You are from Changling?"

The tall and thin man looked at him, nodded, and said, "Aries Cave." ”

The middle-aged man of the Immortal Fu Sect frowned, and the slight sarcastic smile disappeared, transforming into a solemn meaning.

He didn't know how this person got to the Immortal Fu Sect and how he appeared at this time.

But in his impression, Zhang Yi and the Baiyang Cave from the wine shop boy were just a very weak sect in Changling, and the Immortal Fu Sect was equivalent to the existence of the Minshan Sword Sect and the Lingxu Sword Sect for Changling, and they could not be equal.

He didn't know that the Aries Cave was out, and Zhang Yi's uncle had only one Li Daoji.

He didn't know Li Daoji's name, and he didn't know anything about Li Daoji's story.

So he still didn't think that this swordsman from the Aries Cave could stop him.

This was not the usual invitation duel, so when the solemn meaning appeared on his face, his fingers had already quietly pulled the symbol.

Countless yellow leaves that fell to the ground quietly floated up, and the veins on each yellow leaf shone brightly.

The veins of these leaves themselves are natural channels for absorbing the nutrients of the tree body and the moisture of the sun, and for a talisman of his realm, each yellow leaf is his talisman and a weapon given to him by nature.

Since he entered the Immortal Fu Sect and achieved success, his lifelong study has also been related to these natural leaf veins, his name is Cheng Qingye, and it seems to be related to this leaf in the dark.

He was not usually in this Immortal Fu Sect Mountain Gate, but in the palace of Dayan.

The palace talisman also means to be extremely powerful in a sense.

At this time, these yellow leaves that fell on the mountain path were lifeless, but with his thoughts, the faint true yuan flowed out from his fingertips, and as his thoughts flowed into the veins of these yellow leaves, these veins suddenly lit up and bloomed with vigorous vitality.

All these yellow leaves turned green in an instant, and the entire mountain road and the air behind him instantly turned green, like the arrival of spring.

His symbolic meaning is called Spring.

The strongest spring is to moisten things silently, quietly coming, I don't know when it comes, and I don't know where it comes.

I don't know when it will come, I don't know where it will be, and there will be killing intent everywhere.

Li Daoji's lips were pursed like red lines.

Since he left Changling, it was as if he had completely disappeared into the world, even Zhang Yi and Su Qin didn't know where he went, and they didn't expect him to appear here today.

Except for the difference in clothing, his appearance and sword do not seem to have changed from Changling.

What is certain is that when he was in Changling, his cultivation was definitely far from that of this cultivator of the Immortal Fu Sect.

However, at this time, in the face of such a symbol, the depths of his eyes containing a chilling murderous intent were calm, full of strong confidence.

He drew his sword without hurry.

Then, in a strange way, as if he were swinging a hoe to the ground, he swung his long sword and struck into the air in front of him.

Countless sneering sounds rang out.

The meaning of the charm is gone.

The countless green leaves that fluttered behind Cheng Qingye turned yellow again.

Cheng Qingye retreated dozens of feet in shock, and the air flow wrapped around his body shattered the yellow leaves, and even passed through the pavilion in an instant, hitting the mountain wall behind the pavilion.

It was something he had never encountered before.

Li Daoji's sword, in his perception, was like a hole carved out of all his talismans, causing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi he summoned to flow out of that hole in an instant.

He even felt that Li Daoji's cultivation was still much inferior to him, but this sword made him feel fear and powerlessness out of thin air, at least at that moment, even his confidence was penetrated.

"What kind of sword intent is this?"

He subconsciously screamed.

With a scream, a jasper-carved leaf flew out of his hand.

There are also countless veins inside this leaf, layered on top of each other.

The true essence in his body surged out like a wave, pouring into this jasper-carved leaf.

This is a piece of Dao talisman that he has used for many years to refine, and it can also be said to be his natal talisman.

This talisman was sacrificed, and the leaves of the half mountain behind him, whether it was the yellow leaves on the ground or the green leaves left on the trees, all broke away from the ground and branches, and the violent tremors flew up.

There was a violent roar in the sky, and the vitality of heaven and earth was rushing, like a giant mountain walking.

Li Daoji took out the sword again.

He didn't change anything, he still gave people the feeling of swinging a hoe and a hoe, swinging his sword and chiseling into the air in front of him.

Cheng Qingye screamed again.

The talisman he had just condensed quickly vented away, and a massive amount of heaven and earth vitality flowed through a hole, not knowing where it flowed, but it was out of his control.

On the piece of jasper Dao talisman in front of him, only the true element in his body was constantly splashing, like countless lightning bolts pouring out, but they could not be transformed into true killing intent.

He couldn't believe it.

Send a third rune.

He subconsciously felt that maybe the other party had learned the mystery of the rune he had cultivated, and had already cultivated a sword power that specifically broke his rune, so his third rune was very decent, and it was a commonly used talisman in the Immortal Rune Sect.

This is the real thunder rune.

Even in the battlefield, it has been used by many powerful cultivators of the Immortal Fu Sect, proving that it is powerful and unbreakable.

Thunder flashed between the palm prints in his palm.

At the same time, the sky seemed to have been cut by someone with a giant knife, and a golden color appeared.

In his imagination, in the next moment, there would be several golden lightning bolts the size of buckets shooting down and hitting Li Daoji.

However, at this moment, Li Daoji made another sword.

He hoeed the ground again.

The meaning of the True Thunder Talisman also disappears.

There was thunder in the air, but no thunder fell.

Cheng Qingye's face was colorless, his mouth was open to the extreme, but it was difficult to make a sound, and he couldn't even breathe.

He cast a fourth talisman.

This is a fire amulet.

This is the most basic and simplest talisman of the Immortal Rune Sect.

The most basic and simplest often means the hardest to break.

However, when the enthusiasm is raised, the meaning disappears.

Li Daoji still used that kind of sword to break his talisman.

With each sword, Li Daoji took a step forward.

After only four steps, he passed through the gazebo and was not far in front of him.

Cheng Qingye felt extremely frightened.

He sent out the fifth talisman.

Several cyan streams of flame burst out from between the mountain walls on either side of his body, as if they were about to turn into a wall.

However, these several flowing flames had just rushed out, and before the rune could be completed, Li Daoji's sword had already been hoeed down like a hoe.

This time, his sword hoe was not a symbol, but a direct hoe into his chest.

The powerful sword qi directly tore through his internal organs, forcing the shattered true qi and flesh out of his mouth.

"How so?"

This is the most difficult time to make a sound, but Cheng Qingye, like a person who is about to drown, looked at Li Daoji's sword piercing his chest in despair, but he made a sound.