The strongest brother system

Chapter 88 Results
Finally, amidst the increasingly dense sword light, Li Zian stopped at the very center of the sword formation with scars all over his body. If he went further, what greeted him would no longer be the sword light formed by spiritual energy, but It is a physical spirit sword.

Li Zian just wanted to smile slightly, but the pain from the affected wound made him grin, and he could only put on a forced smile and said: "I was strong enough and lucky enough in my last life, and I will finally take you with me." We rushed out of Shuyang City, but this time, we may not have such good luck."

He looked down at Caiyi in his arms, and asked softly, "Are you afraid, Caiyi?"

Caiyi, who had been crying for a long time, could only shake her head at this moment.

"Well, although we haven't continued our relationship in this life, in the next life, if I meet you, I will definitely fall in love with you again."

Li Zian smiled slightly, and took a step forward.

"I, Li Zian, will do what I say!"

And the monks who maintained the sword formation around them showed a look of incomparable anger when Li Zian took this step, and shouted loudly: "This traitor of the Dao League! Kill him!"

When the other monks around heard the shout, as if they remembered something, they immediately showed an angry look, and shouted loudly at the same time as the previous monks.

"As the champion of the Dao League's selection of newcomers! You don't love yourself so much!"

"Collude with the evildoers of the Southern Kingdom! Death is not a pity!"

"Kill this traitor!"

In an instant, the spirit swords all over the sky danced crazily, among which the three long swords with the most intense aura whizzed down with a long aura of aura.

'噗' '噗' '噀'

Hearing three sword cries, the three flying swords flew across Li Zian's body at an extremely fast speed, leaving deep scars on both legs, ankles and right shoulder respectively. into the hard floor.

Li Zian snorted, his feet went limp, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

And the three monks in charge of the three swords let out a long breath at the same time and wiped the sweat from their brows. It was very strenuous for them to perform such delicate operations, but their faces relaxed, and the mutual affection The exchange of spiritual knowledge is also full of ease: "Finally completed the task of the lord, and then let them do their own work, and we have nothing to do."

However, the eyes of the other monks next to them could not help but light up when they saw that they left the spirit sword in place and did not take it back, and they had already considered each other.

"These three bastards have such a method without notifying us in advance. You must know that they have been controlling the attack of the spirit sword in this way. They can't act too much and leave wounds. It's really troublesome!"

Finally, after all the monks reached a consensus, sword shadows fell from the sky one after another in an instant, and the sound of the long sword sinking into the floor was heard one after another, and the smoke and dust aroused instantly drowned Li Zian, who was still able to walk slowly.

Seeing such a scene, the Patriarch of the Zhang family at the entrance of the main hall smiled happily. The Patriarch of the Li family couldn't control it anymore, and was about to fall when his eyes were dark, but he was supported by a hand stretched out from behind.

Bai Yuechen smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, don't be overly sad, Zi'an is still here."

The two Patriarchs were startled at the same time, and they immediately looked into the sword array.

I saw that in the sky that was originally full of sword shadows, only one tenth of the spirit sword remained after the pouring just now, and the smoke and dust caused by the thousands of swords landing just now are slowly dissipating.

Everyone focused their attention on this place.

Finally, all the smoke and dust dissipated, but the exposed scene made everyone feel unbelievable.

Li Zian knelt on the spot, with large and small wounds all over his body. There was not a single inch of intact clothes on his face or back, and his clothes were already stained red with blood.

All the spirit swords disappeared into more than half of the floor made of special stone. Hundreds of long swords were densely inserted around Li Zian, and the bright sword light made the blood red on Li Zian's body in the center appear even more vivid. shocking.

but……

"No sword actually passed through his body! How is it possible!"

The head of the Zhang family seemed to understand something at this moment, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Bai Yuechen.

Bai Yuechen smiled slightly and said, "Maybe Zi'an's evasive skills are too clever, or maybe it's because the monks in charge of the sword formation lack control. Who knows? You think so, Li Shishu?"

The Patriarch of the Li Family, who saw hope again in an instant, was overjoyed in an instant, and immediately echoed: "Yes, Li Daoyou, you also saw it just now, so many spirit swords are pouring down, even if I were you, I would be difficult to compete. , maybe it’s really just his luck?”

The Patriarch of the Zhang Family was choked and speechless, and snorted coldly: "Even if what happened just now is luck, there are still more than ten spirit swords on the sword formation, how can he hide now?"

Bai Yuechen was also puzzled at this moment, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced lightly at the last dozen or so monks who were still controlling the spirit sword.

However, what no one knew was that, looking at the densely packed long swords within five meters around Li Zian, and feeling Bai Yuechen's gaze, the hearts of these cultivators were also full of bitterness at this moment.
"It's not that we don't want them all to fall, but that there's really no place to insert them around him. If a dignified monk attacks an immovable target with his sword, if it really flies five meters away, it's really done. "

However, when these monks were all hesitant, seeing a familiar figure in the distance, Bai Yuechen immediately gave an order: "It's now, draw the sword!"

The monks who received the order did not hesitate at all. With the flash of the formula in their hands, the long swords fell from the sky one after another.

The expressions of several people in front of the hall were even more different at the moment.

The head of the Zhang family sneered.

The head of the Li family showed despair again.

And Bai Yuechen, who was in charge of giving the order, showed a triumphant smile.

Seeing the flashing of the sword light, the long sword was about to nail the motionless Li Zian to death with a whistling sound.

A familiar sound of moves instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Pure Quality - Yang Yan!"

A yellow figure suddenly appeared and rushed to Li Zian's side. Suddenly, crimson flames burst out in all directions, roaring towards the spirit sword that descended from the sky.

'Hu~'

I saw a huge crimson flame erupting in the field, covering everyone's sight.

"Pure Yang Yan?"

The Patriarch of the Zhang family gritted his teeth and exclaimed, then turned his head and stared at Bai Yuechen.

Bai Yuechen smiled slightly and said, "What does Uncle Zhang think of me? I'm not the only one in this world who knows pure yang inflammation."

After a while, as the flames all over the sky dissipated, the situation in the field was revealed.

"Eastern Moon!"

The Patriarch of the Zhang family seemed to squeeze out these words from between his teeth.

With a large yellow Taoist robe on his shoulders, a half-eaten candied haws dangling from his mouth, and two eye-catching dull hairs on his head, the figure that suddenly appeared was Dongfang Yueyue.

But Dongfang Yueyue, who had a lively face, put his hands on both sides of Li Zian's body like sword fingers at this moment, and used the secret technique he learned in Tushan.

"Based on the right, live on the left, the art of the fox demon will move the stars!"

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