The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

"Lightning Slash!"

Li Ziyuan's eyes were focused, he held the long sword tightly in his hand, and melted all the power of thunder and lightning into the long sword.

next moment.

　 Without any hesitation, his figure turned into a streamer of light and rushed straight into the beast's body.

Xiao Zhe opened the eyes of reincarnation, and clearly saw the figure of Li Ziyuan, who was in the body of the beast, swaying his power wantonly.

boom!boom!
His long sword exuded an extremely cold aura, and every step forward, Tong Le felt as if he had been wounded.

　 "Hold on, Li Ziyuan." Xiao Zhe said with a frown.

Long Qingcheng couldn't see Li Ziyuan's figure, but she could feel his aura growing stronger.

boom!
After a while.

Li Ziyuan's figure rushed out from the beast's body, but his clothes were ragged and he looked a bit miserable.

At this moment, his spiritual power is close to being exhausted, and his aura is also faintly visible.

puff!
Tong Le's eyes widened instantly, as if he had received an extremely serious trauma, bright red blood gushed out from his mouth.

　 "How is it possible, how can you have such power!"
Tong Le was shocked, although he couldn't exert all his strength.

But this shouldn't be defeated by an ordinary monk, let alone a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

If it is a strong person in the out-of-body state, there is really nothing he can do.

After all, this is not his real body, but just a trace of spirit, forcibly occupying the body of others.

But even so, his strength should not be able to defeat the little monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Li Ziyuan held a sword in one hand, walked towards Tong Le slowly, and hummed: "Why can't I have such strength, I am a disciple of Long Qingcheng, if I can't beat you, a newcomer, where do you let my master face .”

　 "Dragon Allure"
Tong Le looked at the beautiful figure beside Xiao Zhe, and suddenly said with a smile: "Is this the power of faith? It's really good."

In the past, he was defeated by the power of faith, and now he has encountered this power again.

He didn't believe that faith could be turned into power at first, but now it seems that although this power is invisible, it should not be underestimated.

A little girl can actually give him the power of faith. Tong Le thought that the strongest power was her own cultivation.

From this point of view, he was not wronged in his defeat.

However, that doesn't mean he will stop there.
He glanced at Xiao Zhe's direction, then looked at Li Ziyuan and said, "Although you hurt me, you don't have any strength left. It's not yet known who will win."

　 "Then just try it!"

Li Ziyuan immediately mobilized a small amount of spiritual power, held a sword and slashed at Tong Le.

An imperceptible dark green flashed across Tong Le's pupils, and a force surged into his body.

His hands turned into sword fingers, clamping Li Ziyuan's long sword.

I saw the aura on the two of them continuously spreading towards the surroundings.

From now on, it is already a competition between the two.

boom!
A wave of aftermath exploded around the two of them.

Li Ziyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, then turned his long sword, first with an elbow, then with a palm, all of which hit Tong Le's chest.

Then, Li Ziyuan jumped up, drew out the sword with both hands, pointing the edge at the void, and shouted: "The technique of the Qianhe Sword Sect, Qianye Zhan!"

boom!
Tong Le's figure was immediately submerged.

　 "How could this kid be Chiba Zhan!"

Tan Yushan was shocked, this is a technique that only a suzerain can learn.

He turned his head to look at Ye Xing, only to see that Ye Xing also had a shocked expression on his face, apparently he didn't know anything about it.

Only Xiong Zhengyang was smiling, which didn't seem surprising.

This technique was passed on to Li Ziyuan by him.

For such talented disciples, there is no need to hide their techniques.

Li Ziyuan's forehead was mixed with sweat, and he took a big breath of fresh air. This time, he really had no spiritual power to call on.

If Tong Le can't be defeated, he will be the one who loses.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Tong Le, who also looked miserable, was revealed in front of everyone.

The veins on his forehead were exposed, and he couldn't imagine that this was the strength of a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a soft drink, crazily mobilizing the power in his body.

Noisy!
A trace of blood seeped out of his body surface, this body obviously couldn't bear his strength.

puff!
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the power that Tong Le mobilized disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Li Ziyuan stopped being polite, stepped on the ground with his feet, and with the help of the bluestone slab, he slashed across with his sword.

Tong Le dodged sideways, grabbed Li Ziyuan's arm, and then slapped him on the wrist.

Li Ziyuan let out a howl of pain, but quickly raised his other palm and patted Tong Le's chest.

Li Ziyuan, who had lost his spiritual power, the strength of this palm was not much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Therefore, it did not cause serious trauma to Tong Le.

Instead, with the help of this strength, he grabbed Li Ziyuan again and threw him out.

　 "Li Ziyuan, Senior Brother Li, I have to admit that you have some skills."

Tong Le gasped for a while, on the surface, he looked like a bloody man.

He was also panting heavily, staring at Li Ziyuan intently.

Even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that dealing with a Nascent Soul cultivator would lead him into a bitter fight.

Li Ziyuan coughed lightly, and wanted to reach out and grab his long sword back.

But he, who had lost his spiritual power, only saw the long sword shake a few times, and then there was no movement.

He couldn't help smiling wryly, and said: "Junior Brother Tong Le is just getting started, and he can fight me so hard that it can be seen that his cultivation is not bad."

　 "Rare and indistinguishable?"

The corner of Tong Le's mouth raised a hint of sarcasm, and then said: "There must be a distinction."

　 "Not bad!"

Li Ziyuan stood up straight, looked back at Long Qingcheng, and said, "I fight for my master, so I won't lose!"

　 "You are fighting for yourself. If you lose, you must lose all your edge in the sect."

Tong Le let out a sinister smile, and continued: "If I win against you, all the disciples of the sect will look at me highly, and you will eventually become obsolete."

　 "I don't care what you say."

Li Ziyuan wouldn't be disturbed by Tong Le's words, but his eyes became more persistent, and he said, "You can't win me because you don't have faith!"

Hearing this, Tong Le was stunned, but also believed. He hated these two words the most.

At this moment, his eyes were cold and frightening.

But Li Ziyuan was already dragging, and rushed out with his body covered in injuries.

boom!
The fists of the two collided again, and then they fought with pure physical strength for the final fight.

　 "Brother Xiao, may you see Tong Le's identity?" Xiong Zhengyang asked, frowning.

Xiao Zhe shook his head, but did not speak.

No matter what his status is, he is a dangerous guy anyway, this comes from Xiao Zhe's intuition.

The person who can make him feel this way, unless it is a strong person in the Dao realm.

But Tong Le didn't have such a cultivation level, so Xiao Zhe felt it was very weird.

The movement of the two fighting each other was faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, the scars on their bodies became more and more serious.

Li Ziyuan turned his fist into a claw and locked Tong Le's throat.

Tong Le reluctantly mobilized his spiritual power, and pointed at his wrist.

Immediately, Li Ziyuan screamed, and his hands lost the ability to fight in an instant.

But he endured the pain, gathered all his strength, and kicked Tong Le in the abdomen.

puff!
At this time, Tong Le's body could no longer support him.

He trembled, took a few steps back, and finally fell to one knee on the ground.

　 "I won."
Li Ziyuan took a deep breath, and a smile naturally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This time the battle was even more intense than Lie Wu's time. He was completely drained of all his spiritual power.

Tong Le wanted to stand up, but unfortunately, his body didn't listen to him at all.

If he forcibly mobilized the power of his soul, this body would definitely be broken, and his goal of getting close to Xiao Zhe would not be achieved.

For such a monstrous genius, letting him grow will be his greatest hidden danger.

Li Ziyuan walked slowly towards Long Qingcheng, and picked up his long sword by the way.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful face, Li Ziyuan grinned and said, "Master, this disciple has won."

Long Qingcheng glanced at Li Ziyuan, who was covered in injuries, with a flash of distress in his expression, and smiled sweetly: "Well done, but next time we can't work so hard."

　 "The disciple knows."

Li Ziyuan smiled, and continued: "I am your disciple of Long Qingcheng, the master is extremely talented, as your disciple, I don't want to embarrass you."

　 "Fool, saving your life is the most important thing at any time. Only by living can you have the chance to have the last laugh." Long Qingcheng rolled his eyes and said.

She sighed softly in her heart, she didn't expect that this cheap apprentice who was accepted casually would be so self-motivated.

　 "The disciple obeys the teacher's orders."

Li Ziyuan smiled. In his heart, he not only regarded her as a master.

He also regarded her as the woman who was worth risking his life to protect.

Although his strength is not enough to protect Long Qingcheng.

But he believes that as long as he keeps practicing hard, he will reach that level sooner or later.

　 "Master." Long Qingcheng cast his eyes on Xiao Zhe.

Xiao Zhe smiled lightly, then stretched out his palm.

Under the urging of medical skills and spiritual power, Li Ziyuan recovered from his injuries, and then threw him a Lingyuan pill.

After the elixir entered his stomach, Li Ziyuan's aura recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a short while, the strength of the whole body returned to its peak state.

　 "It seems that the effect is not bad." Xiao Zhe said with a smile.

The Lingyuan Pill he gave Li Ziyuan was an upgraded pill.

With Li Ziyuan's background, with the help of this pill, he quickly recovered to its original state, which is enough to prove that it is far more effective than before.

In exchange for the past pills, Li Ziyuan can recover half of his spiritual power, which is already the limit.

　 "Thank you Elder Xiao." Li Ziyuan clasped his fists slightly and said.

Xiao Zhe waved his hands, walked up to Tong Le, frowned and said, "What is your purpose for coming to Qianhe Sword Sect?"

　 "I worship you as my teacher."

Tong Le also seemed to have regained some vitality, and was able to stand up at this moment.

A sneer crossed the corner of Xiao Zhe's mouth, and said: "Aren't you willing to tell the truth, your kung fu is evil, do you really think I can't see it?"

　 The corners of Tong Le's eyes twitched slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes unconsciously.

After a while, he sighed and said: "Your eyesight is incomparable to others. I thought I hid it very well, but you still saw the flaws."