The palm of the hand, which was more than a foot long and more than six inches wide, was lightly imprinted on Luo Jintong's bone armor, and a strange force directly penetrated out, tightly surrounding Luo Jintong. This strange force is the Jindan realm in Li Zhaoyuan's compression and yin yang cyclone.

Li Zhaoyuan did not completely release the Jindan Realm and envelop the entire area like other Jindan monks, but condensed it and controlled it in a very small range. Therefore, the oppressive force of the Jindan realm is even tighter and stronger. At the same time, Li Zhaoyuan's Taiji Jindan has reached the extreme of the aura convergence of the Jindan realm, and there is almost no leakage. If you weren't in it, you wouldn't have been able to discover it.

Therefore, the oppression of the powerful Jindan Realm that Luo Jintong felt at this time, the other monks who were not in it did not feel it at all, and they didn't know why Luo Jintong was so frightened and helpless. He seemed to be shocked by Li Zhaoyuan's gentle palm. In the eyes of other accomplices, it was really inexplicable.

Li Zhaoyuan's seemingly fluttering little palm, with the powerful Jindan realm of the Jindan monk, directly shocked Luo Jintong on the spot, unable to move.

Luo Jintong was like being immobilized, and he couldn't move. The white bone spirit armor that he thought could protect his body didn't seem to be defensive at all. The black and white vortex in the palm of his hand then penetrated the bone armor and was directly imprinted on Luo Jintong's chest.

I saw Luo Jintong's chest slowly twist, and then slowly collapsed backwards. Luo Jintong heard the sound of his sternum clattering and shattering. He felt excruciating pain, pain to the heart, but he still couldn't move, and he couldn't even scream. I saw beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripping down my head, my eyeballs spit out, my mouth open, and blood flowed out of my mouth involuntarily.

The twisting and shattering of his chest naturally shattered his heart and lungs, and Luo Jintong naturally couldn't live anymore. I saw his head droop down, and then the whole person floated in the air like a ghost who wanted to hang himself. The blood kept flowing.

The whole process may seem slow, but it's actually very fast. The other accomplices had just reacted, and Luo Jintong had already been slapped by Li Zhaoyuan and died.

"No!Senior brother!" Qiu Julai, the Bone Worshipper, exclaimed in a hurry. But he couldn't react at all, and could only watch his junior brother Luo Jintong die tragically in front of his eyes. His cold, withered face became even colder. Judging from his sad expression, he has a good relationship with this junior brother, and the relationship between the two is very good. After all, the two have been cultivating together for many years, stealing chickens and dogs together, bullying the weak, and they will have some feelings.

Therefore, seeing Luo Jintong die so tragically in front of him, Qiu Julai's mood can be imagined.

"Shaft, you dare to do this! Accept your life!" Qiu Julai endured the pain, shouted violently, and the magic weapon in his hand flew out, instantly turning into a huge white skull and roaring towards Li Zhaoyuan. The white skull's eyes were hollow and black, exuding a powerful and violent ** aura, as if all the creatures it touched would turn into lonely ghosts.

Seeing Li Zhaoyuan's figure flashing, and with a light palm, he could kill a late-stage foundation monk of the Bone Sect with one blow. The two monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the scattered cultivator Yang Dali were also shocked. At this time, they knew that Li Zhaoyuan was not a soft persimmon that they could handle casually. Li Zhaoyuan's ability to kill Wu Tao was not a fluke, but because he had extremely strong strength. This time it's really a kick to the iron plate. As Li Zhaoyuan said, they can't eat it anymore.

But now I know that it is too late to regret it. The two sides have now completely and absolutely torn their faces, and there is no possibility of negotiations. You can only stop if you fight to the death.

These people are not good people, and knowing that they have reached this point, they will let it go. Therefore, the shot is quite decisive and fierce.

I saw that the treasure knife in the hands of the two brothers of the Heavenly Sword Gate was unsheathed at the same time, and the treasure knife of Jin Sè itself was shining and very dazzling. It's a good magic weapon at first glance.

The two of them held up the golden sword at the same time, and a large amount of mana was directly injected into the treasure knife, and suddenly a huge golden knife phantom appeared from between the two, growing faster and longer, wider and wider, and quickly condensed, and finally formed a giant golden knife of more than thirty zhang. Then the two of them shouted at the same time, as if they were the same person: "The golden knife splits the sky and slashes, kill!"

The word "kill" was shouted, and the golden knife with the power of opening the heavens and the earth instantly whistled down wildly, roaring towards Li Zhaoyuan.

At the same time, Yang Dali, who was a scattered cultivator, was not idle, and the magic weapon in the shape of a firewood knife in his hand was also stimulated, turning into an arc-shaped knife light and slashing towards Li Zhaoyuan. Then he quickly pinched his hands and spat out a mouthful of blue sè liquid, which flew several times faster than the flying hatchet. Therefore, it was attached to the firewood knife almost instantly, and Yang Dali shouted with both hands: "Blue shark is absolutely transformed!"

The arc-shaped sword light transformed by the firewood knife suddenly turned into a blue light, and instantly transformed into a giant shark in the blue sky, jumping out. Although it does not have the power of the two brothers of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Golden Sword Splitting Sky Slash, it is also cold and terrifying, majestic and not to be underestimated.

At this time, Li Zhaoyuan's palm imprinted on Luo Jintong's body had just been withdrawn, and the Jindan realm surrounding Luo Jintong had also disappeared. Immediately, he fell like a dead leaf.

And the attack of the remaining four monks who surrounded Li Zhaoyuan also happened to follow.

Because of Qiu Julai, Yang Dali and the bearded brothers of Tiandaomen, they had already seen that there was a big gap between their strength and Li Zhaoyuan, so they didn't dare to be careless, and they all used their own tricks, and at the same time bombarded Li Zhaoyuan. They want to kill with one hit. Even if he can't kill Li Zhaoyuan for a while, he will be hit hard.

It's not the first time they've teamed up, so there's a tacit understanding of what they do. Therefore, two spells and a combined spell bombarded Li Zhaoyuan almost at the same time, and they bombarded from three directions, forming a combined encirclement. Don't let Li Zhaoyuan have room to escape.

Li Zhaoyuan had just killed Luo Jintong successfully, and he saw three powerful spells bombarding him, but he did not panic because of this, but looked at the spells that were roaring towards him very calmly and smiled slightly, and said, "Hehe, very good." Looks like you're going to fight with me. If I ignore you and dodge directly, won't I be sorry for your determination? ”

Li Zhaoyuan shook his head slightly again and said, "Hey, it's a pity." If it weren't for me, maybe it would have some effect. But you're just running into me. Let's just say you're unlucky. ”

Li Zhaoyuan actually stopped in the air at this time, motionless and waiting for their spell bombardment, with no intention of dodging. It looks like he's going to crack the opponent's powerful* spell directly and head-on.

I saw Li Zhaoyuan wave his right hand with a wave of his empty finger, and the Heavenly Star Sword flew out, "Well, the golden sword splits the sky and slashes." There is some power, but unfortunately it is not enough. ”

Li Zhaoyuan pointed out a little, and the Heavenly Star Sword instantly turned into sixteen yin yang swords and rushed out, and then shouted: "He!" The gathering sword style was instantaneous, and the sixteen yin yang swords suddenly turned into a black and white sword, meeting the giant golden sword.

"Blue sharks, hehe, this is not the sea, there is no seawater, it is just dried sharks. At the same time as the sword gathering style was completed, Li Zhaoyuan's left hand was not idle, and after a period of pinching and reversal, the power of Yin Yang quickly formed a black and white Taiji diagram.

Li Zhaoyuan slapped towards the blue shark lightly, and a huge black and white vortex suddenly formed in his left palm, which instantly shrouded the blue shark.

"Skull?!Hehe, although the qi of ** is thick, but the qi of death is obviously insufficient, compared to the ghost king yin, it is really too far behind. Li Zhao Yuanli didn't bother to pay attention to Qiu Julai's white skull. He had seen the old ancestor of the ghost cultivator, and naturally he looked down on the low-end spells of these unpopular disciples.

Sure enough, when Bai Sè's skull roared arrogantly in front of Li Zhaoyuan, a more terrifying grimace suddenly appeared in front of the skeleton.

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