Giving An Apprentice Ten Thousand Times The Return: Being A Teacher Never Hides One's Self

The inscription environment, the Realm, cultivator's means are in full bloom.

They rubbed various esoteric textures to give themselves the characteristics of esoteric meanings.

For example, rubbing the texture of the profound meaning of fire, the cultivator can directly turn into a ball of fire, using the essential power of the fire of heaven and earth.

For example, rubbing the texture of the profound meaning of the wind, the cultivator can be turned into a colorless and invisible wind, which can be transformed into a storm to cause large-scale damage, and can also be turned into a wind that comes and goes invisible and possesses the rapidity of the wind.

It is precisely because of this that the cultivators in the inscription pattern have their own strengths, some are surprisingly fast, some are surprisingly strong physically, some have shocking vitality and defense power, and some have unmatched attack power.

Feng Moyou imprinted the texture of the Mystery of the Mist and the texture of the Mystery of the Fist, so he has both damage reduction and powerful attack power.

This is also the path taken by many inscription-level cultivators, with both offense and defense.

Qian Liushang is somewhat different from him, Qian Liushang's defense power is far greater than own attack power!

He is the main defense and auxiliary attack!

Because he rubbed the texture of the profound meaning of blood and the texture of the profound meaning of water, the two artistic conceptions merged, he can transform into a sea of ​​blood to reduce most of the damage, and Li Xuanfeng's attack hit him without pain or itching!

But because most of his energy was spent on saving his life, Qian Liushang's attack method was very simple, he basically only relied on ice strikes!

Of course, he also comprehended fist intent, saber intent and spear intent, but he didn't have a high level of comprehension of these artistic conceptions, and he couldn't integrate them, so the attack power was not satisfactory.

If he can fuse the artistic conception of ice with spear intent or sword intent, he will be able to erupt terrifying power and have a great chance to kill Li Xuanfeng. However, he can only fuse the artistic conception of blood with the artistic conception of water at present. , The artistic conception of blood and the fusion of fist, the artistic conception of blood and the fusion of ice.

Of these three fusion methods, the first fusion greatly improved his survivability, and the second and third also added to his combat effectiveness, but the bonuses were not high.

Only aggressive artistic conception plus offensive artistic conception can make the destructive power produce a qualitative change!

So in front of Li Xuanfeng who has comprehended many artistic conceptions, he can't do anything to Feng at all!

In addition, Li Xuanfeng used the artistic conception of space to imprison them again and again, not letting them leave, so they had to forcefully fight Li Xuanfeng.

So Qian Liushang's face became more and more gloomy, he knew that he and Feng Moyou would definitely lose if this continues!

They don't have the perverted savvy of Li Xuanfeng!

They have practiced so far, comprehending the artistic conception and rubbing the texture of the profound meaning, relying on the accumulation of time!

In Li Xuanfeng's eyes, both of them had just over 300 points of comprehension, similar to Wei Qingyan, far from being able to compare with Li Xuanfeng's more than 600 points.

Li Xuanfeng can gain insight into their mood during the battle, and they can also gain insight into Li Xuanfeng's mood during the battle, but the insight speeds of the two sides are completely unequal!

If this goes on, they will undoubtedly lose.

Qian Liushang wasn't worried about his own life, but he didn't want to spend it with Li Xuanfeng like this, using the artistic conception he had comprehended to perfect his opponent, it was more uncomfortable than eating flies

But he couldn't escape either.

"If you can combine the artistic conception of ice with spear intent or sword intent, you have a chance to kill Li Xuanfeng!"

Qian Liushang said silently in his heart.

Ice, the main attack.

Gun, the main attack.

Condensing the spear with the artistic conception of ice, and then integrating the spear intent, his destructive power can be improved to a higher level, breaking the current deadlock, and beheading Li Xuanfeng directly!

However, the attack aspect is his weakness.

But this is the only way to break the current situation, so Qian Liushang began to try to find the balance between the artistic conception of ice and spear intent.

He wanted to try, in this predicament, whether he could force out the potential of this avatar.

brush!

Another radiant Sword Ray cut Feng Moyou in half, but he was able to recover immediately.

This month, he didn't remember whether he was chopped 100,000 times by Li Xuanfeng or a million times. Anyway, he kept being chopped into several sections and recovered constantly. If he hadn't rubbed the texture of the Mystery of the Mist, he would have died a long time ago!

"Li Xuanfeng!"

"Please stop!"

"Don't torture me any more, I won't take revenge!"

"I won't take revenge, my Nether Sect won't take revenge!"

Feng Moyou collapsed and fled.

But Li Xuanfeng's Sword Ray is always with him.

"Li Xuanfeng!!!"

Feng Moyou's voice kept stirring in this dark space.

Li Xuanfeng beheaded him directly, but it was fine, but for a month, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to, watching Li Xuanfeng comprehend 60% of the fist and 40% of the artistic conception of fog from him!

Not only that, he also watched Li Xuanfeng comprehend 30% of the artistic conception, 20% of the artistic conception of water, and 20% of the artistic conception of ice in Shengliu Shang!

Fight against the enemy, but watch the enemy become stronger and stronger because of yourself!

Feng Moyou couldn't hold on anymore, his mentality collapsed.

But Li Xuanfeng ignored him at all.

beg for mercy?

is that useful?

If Li Xuanfeng was not so strong, and he begged Feng Moyou for mercy, would Feng Moyou let him go?

Don't be so naive!

Li Xuanfeng is not a person who is merciful to the enemy, if not for the artistic conception on him, Li Xuanfeng would have killed him long ago.

But for now, enough is enough.

Feng Moyou's value was basically exhausted.

What Li Xuanfeng needed was just a reference object. It would be very difficult for him to comprehend the artistic conception of fog out of thin air, but with Feng Moyou, the artistic conception of fog walking, it would be much easier.

That's why Li Xuanfeng fought with them for so long.

Now what he needs is in his hands.

That's all!

"You don't have to run away!"

Holding the long sword, Li Xuanfeng said as he looked at Feng Moyou who had collapsed and fled.

"Um?"

Feng Moyou was taken aback, Li Xuanfeng was really kind enough to let him go?

Not only him, Qian Liushang, Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen were all taken aback.

How could Li Xuanfeng be so kind?

"KR..."

Feng Moyou looked at Li Xuanfeng in surprise.

"You don't have to run away, you are worthless to me, I will send you on your way!"

Li Xuanfeng said lightly.

Feng Moyou's expression changed drastically.

Qian Liushang's expression also changed.

The stone that Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen raised in their hearts fell down. They thought that Li Xuanfeng would really do such a stupid thing as letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

No, how can I think so, a person who can torture the top powerhouse in the Erdao Inscription Realm until his mentality collapses is a good person?

Mu Jianchen thought in his heart.

call out!

A bloody spear struck Li Xuanfeng's back.

Qian Liushang's attack!

The artistic conception of blood and the artistic conception of ice merged, it was impossible for him to let Li Xuanfeng kill Feng Moyou first, which was not good for him.

With Feng Moyou continuing to delay Li Xuanfeng, Qian Liushang will have the opportunity to find the balance between the artistic conception of ice and the intent of the spear. This state of continuous fighting will greatly increase his success rate.

Once he can find "he will have a chance to kill Li Xuanfeng!

So Feng Moyou can't die!

brush!

Li Xuanfeng turned around, the long sword slashed across an arc, and a bright thunder and wind blade illuminated the dark space.

laugh!

The bloody spear melted quickly, like Can Xue meeting the scorching sun.

The artistic conception of blood plus the artistic conception of ice will not produce a qualitative change in destructive power after all!

Thunder Sword Ray's power remained undiminished, tearing Qian Liushang's body that had turned into a sea of ​​blood in half, and the small and violent thunder crackled and flickered on Qian Liushang's wound, preventing him from healing!

"you!"

"You can still fuse!"

Qian Liushang looked at Li Xuanfeng in disbelief.

During this whole month of battle, Li Xuanfeng's strongest sword move is the sword intent that combines the artistic conception of fire and the artistic conception of wood!

For a month in a row, Li Xuanfeng used this move to compete against Qian Liushang, and no one could do anything to them, making everyone think that this was Li Xuanfeng's strongest move.

However, now they are stunned again.

Li Xuanfeng can not only integrate these three artistic conceptions, he can also integrate the other three artistic concepts.

Sword intent, artistic conception of wind, artistic conception of thunder!

He actually found the balance between these three moods!

Sword intent, purely offensive mood.

The artistic conception of wind, the artistic conception of speed and the artistic conception of attack.

Thunder artistic conception, the highest offensive artistic conception!

Three in one, the destructive power is at its peak!

This strike has already caused huge damage to Qian Liushang.

On the wound where he was cut in half, tiny thunderbolts kept flickering, and tiny wind blades also tore at his wound, preventing him from recovering.

"This….………"

Feng Moyou looked at this scene in despair, this kind of attack could completely obliterate him!

It is stronger than Sword intent plus the artistic conception of wood and fire!

He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, but Li Xuanfeng was more than capable, using the artistic conception of space to constantly restrict him, and he couldn't escape at all.

The time of space confinement is short, only one breath, but it can't hold back Li Xuanfeng's continuous use!

"You...don't come here!"

Feng Moyou's horrified voice sounded, and he saw Li Xuanfeng disappear in place.

"Do not kill me!"

Feng Moyou's heart fell into a trough.

However, what he said was useless, and the same attack came out.

Sword intent, artistic conception of wind, artistic conception of thunder!

How could he, Feng Moyou, be able to resist the fact that he couldn't recover after being beheaded for possessing a thousand-flow cup?

"Li Xuanfeng!!!"

Roars of collapse, despair, and fear filled the space.

laugh!

Crackling!

The wind blade of the sword carrying thunder slashed across, cutting Feng Moyou, who had turned into a black mist, into two halves!

Sword Qi, Wind Blade, and Thunder kept destroying the black mist, and Feng Yuyou couldn't recover at all.

His black mist-like body quickly melted away.

In the blink of an eye, the black mist completely turned into nothingness.

But Feng Moyou's soul hadn't dissipated yet, and he silently wanted to escape to a deeper dark space.

But this little trick can't be fooled by Li Xuanfeng's perception.

Compared with Li Xuanfeng's soul strength, he has to practice for hundreds of years!

Another thunderbolt slashed out, and with a shrill soul roar, Feng Moyou's aura completely disappeared.

Nether Sect Sect Leader Feng Moyou, fall!

"Li Xuanfeng!"

A startled and angry voice came, and Qian Liushang finally repaired the wound.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Li Xuanfeng looked directly at Qian Liushang.

Sword intent, the artistic conception of wind, and the artistic conception of thunder, the combination of the three can hurt Qian Liushang, but he who has combined the artistic conception of blood and the artistic conception of water, his life is too tenacious, and Li Xuanfeng can't kill him with this.

Therefore, only use Li Xuanfeng's strongest means.

Sword intent, wind intent, thunder intent, and fire intent!

Four moods in one!

This is Li Xuanfeng's strongest move.

He was in the Closed Door Training in the secret room, taking advantage of the epiphany state to frantically search for the balance between the artistic conceptions. The integration of these four artistic concepts is Li Xuanfeng's current limit.

He can display it, but very reluctantly!

Once cast, Li Xuanfeng's divine sense will be extremely consumed!

He can only cast it twice!

To maintain the four artistic conceptions

The balance between them consumes too much divine sense.

But this is the only way to kill Qian Liushang, who is so strong in survivability that he is perverted.

"Li Xuanfeng, you really surprised me!"

"I originally decided to devour you, but now it seems that I can't do it!"

"But if you want to kill me, that's impossible!"

Qian Liushang looked at Li Xuanfeng, his face was very ugly.

He never thought that he would be forced to this point by a cultivator with ten turns and one level.

Even though it's just a clone of him!

"yes?"

Li Xuanfeng glanced at Qian Liushang, and with a slash of the long sword, the four artistic conceptions condensed.

"Um?"

Qian Liushang frowned, he felt a great threat.

"what?!"

Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen's expressions changed drastically.

Again?

Isn't the attack just now the limit of Li Xuanfeng?

Four artistic conceptions entangled!

The sword meets the thunder, the wind helps the fire!

Sword and thunder combine, thunder and fire combine!

The terrifying aura lingered in this space, and it also lingered in the hearts of everyone.

Qian Liushang's eyes burst into light, the four realms?

How powerful is this understanding?

How on earth did he find the balance between the four moods?

The fusion of three artistic conceptions is enough to shock people, and now there are four more?

I don't even know how many years it took for his body to do this, how can Li Xuanfeng do it at such a young age?

Qian Liushang finally felt the threat of Death.

hum!

His body turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood turned into countless bloody water droplets.

"Li Xuanfeng!"

"very good!"

"You are fine!"

"Forcing me to use this trick, I will remember you!"

Although Qian Liushang has turned into drops of blood and is inhuman, his voice resounds in this space.

At the next moment, dense drops of blood flew in all directions!

"ban!"

Li Xuanfeng let out a low snort.

The artistic conception of space imprisoned thousands of blood drops.

However, with one hundred secrets and one sparse, there were too many drops of blood turned into Qianliu Cup, and three drops of blood escaped.

As long as he can escape a drop of blood, Qian Liushang can survive.

This is his life-saving method at the bottom of the box, and he will not use it unless it is a last resort, because the price is too high!

But he can't give up this clone, or in other words, he can't give up the memory of this clone!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three drops of blood fled towards the depths of the dark space.

hum!

However, two powerful forces blocked it.

"Jun Xuanye!"

"Mu Jianchen!"

"You dare!"

The voice of Qian Liushang sounded. 777

Originally, he could have escaped, but Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen actually made a move at this time.

How could they not take action, this is the only chance to help Ji Xuanfeng.

The purpose of their coming here is to form a good relationship with Li Xuanfeng, but Li Xuanfeng is too powerful, they have no chance to intervene at all.

Now is the time.

Although knowing that Li Xuanfeng has comprehended the artistic conception of space, the probability of these three drops of blood escaping is very small, but he is not afraid of 10,000, just in case, even if a drop of blood escapes, it may leave hidden dangers.

So Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen shot directly.

"It's not bad to be the icing on the cake.

When the two grabbed blood drops, Li Xuanfeng's Sword Ray drowned thousands of blood drops.

The four artistic conceptions merged into one, thunder and flames filled the space, and Jun Xuanye was startled by the violent power.

No matter how tenacious his Qian Liushang's vitality was, he was still crushed to pieces by Li Xuanfeng's strongest blow!

"Give you!"

Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen threw the three blood moons towards Li Xuanfeng.

With a swipe of the long sword, Thunder Sword Ray flew towards the three drops of blood.

It's just three drops of blood, there is no need for Li Xuanfeng to use the strongest blow.

"Jun Xuanye!"

"Mu Jianchen!"

"Li Xuanfeng!"

"very good!"

"If you dare to destroy my avatar, in the future, this seat will crush you to ashes!"

"You wait for me!!!"

Qian Liushang's soul emerged from the three drops of blood, and he looked at the three of them angrily.

The next moment, Three Drops of Blood and Soul was completely overwhelmed by Thunder Sword Ray.

Thousands of streams, fall!

The dark space that had been roaring fiercely for a month finally ushered in calm.

However, the hearts of the three are not at peace.

"Clone?!"

Jun Xuanye's expression changed.

When Mu Jianchen saw Jun Xuanye's appearance, he knew that things were not easy.

Li Xuanfeng also frowned, avatar, the stem cup of the three inscription patterns is actually just a avatar?

Moreover, the aura on Qian Liushang's body is very similar to the remnant that Li Xuanfeng once crushed, it is not difficult to infer that the remnant should come from the same source as this Qian Liushang!

Qian Liushang has grown up, and that Cannian is not that strong because he has absorbed too much mixed energy, and that Cannian is probably planning to find a suitable opportunity to seize the Xuanyin Sect

Patriarch Mo Xueming, but was crushed by Li Xuanfeng!

He finally knew why he felt a sense of danger in Qian Liushang.

This dangerous feeling does not come from Qian Liushang, but from his body!

"The avatar is so strong, how strong is his body?"

Li Xuanfeng frowned slightly, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

However, Li Xuanfeng was not too worried. Qian Liushang's body might be very strong, but he might not be able to reach this place in a short time.

If he could arrive, he would have arrived long ago during this fierce battle. Judging from Qian Liushang's tone before, he wanted to devour Li Xuanfeng, so he would have come if he could make it to Dian.

Li Xuanfeng speculated that Qian Liushang's body might be restricted by something.

Li Xuanfeng, who has a return system, can grow rapidly.

When Qian Liushang's body finds him, we still don't know who crushed whom.

Next, a quick inventory of own harvest is the most important thing.

Moreover, he has been fighting in this dark space for so long, the return time of the system has been refreshed long ago, and he can brush equipment and Cultivation Base on his apprentices!