Stunning beauty

Wind and sunshine.

Yunying Peak, as the most beautiful place in the Western Regions, has beautiful mountains and clear waters, attracting people's yearning.

It is in such a beautiful land, piercing screams sounded from time to time, deafening.

To the west of Yunying Peak, hundreds of miles away, a figure flew out like a cannonball, smashing boulders and trees.

The biggest difference between warriors and ordinary people is that they can not fly or live, but that they can be beaten.

Ordinary people, when they hit a stone or a tree, they feel cold, but warriors, when the tree is cold, they can still jump about.

"Brother Li!"

Little Red Riding Hood, who was hurt by innocent people, barely stabilized her body, looked at someone in the distance who had fallen in a mess, and shouted, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

More than ten feet away, Li Ziye got up from the rubble, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and stared at the wild monster boss in front of him, his heart full of vigilance.

Too fierce!

Came here to brush up the Wanmo Ridge dungeon. Before the dungeon entered, he was beaten by the wild monster boss on the road and doubted his life. He really deserved it.

If I had known that Holy Master Yunying was so fierce, I wouldn't have provoked her.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has fought head-on against a strong person at the top of the five realms. Before encountering dungeon monsters, he would find someone else to fight on his behalf.

While thinking, Li Ziye looked around, frowning slightly.

It's really hard to do.

He thought that after brushing the god-level dungeon once, he could push other dungeons, but it seems that he was thinking too much after all.

Sure enough, the ideal is full, but the reality is always so skinny.

"Brother Li, change your style of play. If we continue to fight like this, we won't be able to win."

Not far away, Bai Wangyu looked at the Lord Yunying in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and he said through a voice transmission, "How about breaking the armor first, if the clothes of Yunying are not broken, the Lord Yunying has always been confident, and has no fear of our offensive at all. "

"Makes sense."

Li Ziye responded, and said, "Go fight the monsters, and I'll break the armor."

"it is good."

Bai Wangyu nodded and reminded, "Brother Li, be careful. The Lord Cloud Shadow seems to have made up his mind to deal with you first. I can't stop her."

The powerhouse at the peak of the five realms is too powerful, and it is unrealistic to block him head-on.

"Don't worry, let's go, take more damage, and let me take less beating!" Li Ziye urged.

Bai Wangyu nodded, without further words, rushed forward with his sword in hand, and fought with the Lord Cloud Shadow.

Within close proximity, the two swords intersect, one strong and the other soft, fully demonstrating the subtlety of martial arts.

Outside of the battle situation, Li Ziye watched the battle between the two, and his eyes kept flashing with thoughts.

Winning or not is secondary, the key is how to grab things.

Little Red Riding Hood's suggestion also made some sense, the armor must be pierced first, otherwise, the Cloud Shadow Palace Master would not pay attention to their offensive at all, and it would be unrealistic to grab something.

It's a pity that his armor-piercing artifact, the Great Bright God Fan, was left to Huanzhu, but he didn't bring it with him.

Thinking of this, Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the Chun Jun sword in his hand.

Or, believe that old man Wu once?

It seems that there is no other choice, fight!

"drink!"

Time was running out, and there was no time to think about it, Li Ziye let out a long drink, and his true energy rushed back. In an instant, his whole body was fully cultivated, and it poured continuously into the pure Jun sword in his hand.

The next moment, on the Chunjun sword, thunder surged, and the blue thunder light galloped violently, hissing and deafening.

"Ok?"

During the battle, Holy Master Yunying felt it, and immediately looked over. After seeing the thunder light on the young man's sword in front of him, his face became serious.

wrong.

This is not a spell, but the power of the sword itself.

Is it?

Thinking of this, Holy Master Yunying shook away the Confucian disciple in front of him with a sword, and rushed over.

"Bong Lei!"

Under the scorching sun, Li Ziye saw the Holy Master Yunying rushing over, shouted loudly, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down with the sword.

Immediately, the sword energy burst out with the momentum of thunder, and the terrifying power was shocking.

As Lei Ting approached, the expression of the Lord Yunying changed slightly, and the real energy around him surged, pouring into the Yunling Sword, and the same sword swung across.

"boom!"

With a distance of three feet, the light shook the thunder, two powerful forces erupted, and after a moment, the two forces dissipated.

"Flying Immortal Art, rustling just before dawn!"

The moment the thunder dissipated, Li Ziye's body moved in front of him, and he arrived in front of Saint Master Yunying. The pure Jun sword condensed the power of thunder, and pierced the latter's chest with a bang.

With great strength added to his body, Holy Master Yunying let out a muffled groan, and stepped back two steps.

As he was close at hand, Holy Lord Yunying saw the blue bead on the long sword in the young man's hand clearly through the thunder light, and his expression changed.

This is?

Thunder Lingzhu!

There really is such a thing in the world.

After a brief shock, Lord Yunying came back to his senses, focused on the light in his palm, snapped it loudly, and counterattacked forcefully.

However, Li Ziye, who had been prepared for a long time, retreated quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had retreated ten feet away to avoid his attack.

"Thunder Lingzhu!"

Lord Yunying glanced at the scorched clothes on his chest, murderous intent in his eyes, looked up at the young man in front of him, and said coldly, "Very good, you once again impress me."

With Lei Lingzhu around, that sword would be a big threat to her.

I haven't experienced this feeling for many years.

Maybe, find a way to grab that sword to avoid future troubles!

"The Holy Lord is overrated."

Li Ziye stared at the chest of Holy Master Yunying for a moment, then replied, "I never thought that this thing would have such a miraculous effect."

That old man Wu is really reliable.

His 20 taels of silver are not in vain.

Expensive, really expensive for a reason.

Next time I have time to go back to Yuzhou City, I will go to old man Wu's blacksmith shop to ask if there are any beads of this level, and he will accept all the high price of 100 million taels!

"Brother Li."

Not far away, Bai Wangyu recovered from the shock and asked in disbelief, "Then, what is the origin of the old man?"

How could an old man in a blacksmith shop have treasures of this level?

He didn't care about it before, and Brother Li never said it. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he would never have believed that an old man who forges iron would have such a treasure.

"do not know."

Li Ziye shook his head bluntly, and replied, "Before I was born, that old man has been playing iron for decades. I guess he is some big boss who is tired of the world. He should live in seclusion there."

"Yuzhou City is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger."

Bai Wangyu heard the words and gave a wry smile, not knowing what to say anymore.

It's outrageous that any blacksmith is so powerful.

In other words, it's so powerful, what's the use of iron?

"Don't be emotional, her armor is about to break, try harder."

Li Ziye urged, pouring the true energy of his body into the sword again, looking at the chest of the Holy Lord Yunying in front of him, like a wolf like a tiger, hungry and thirsty!

If you can't get it, just waste it!