In Li Ji's childhood dream, the iconic weapon of the evil young villain when he walked around the world with his sword was the folding fan! A group of thugs were holding the moon, and then the villain shook the folding fan and put on the look of a young master of the turbid world!

It’s so fulfilling to be able to slap such a person in the face! Poor, he has been practicing Taoism for three hundred years and finally fulfilling his childhood dream. How can he not be excited? How can he not be excited?

When people were excited, they became a little arrogant. Li Ji suddenly pointed his head to the sky, "Ah, meteor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person had already reached the ground and kicked out a giant axe. This is the most famous and practical three axe in the street melee. Words disturb their hearts, throwing ashes to their eyes, and then stabbing them with a black hand!

Even when other monks fight in close combat on the ground, they still put on the airs of monks. They are of different dignity. Wu is completely a standard street gangster model. It is ugly, but practical!

Of course, the physical cultivation on the opposite side cannot be confused by this inferior trick. The monk is restricted on Taobao Star anymore, and his own eyesight judgment is still very accessible, not to mention that he is a physical cultivation who is accustomed to melee combat!

But they were still fooled because Li Ji’s purpose was just to make them convinced that their target of attack was physical cultivation in person!

This physical cultivation step back a little, and the shadow of a man's name tree. When someone comes, he swung his stick to face the enemy head-on, but Li Ji's reputation is obviously not a boast, so he takes a step back and holds the stick up. As long as Li Ji steps in the next step, he will stick his head when he is about to rise. Although the idea is simple, it is an abnormal use. It is a stick technique that has been tempered thousands of times, but it is not a flower stand of Dharma cultivation.

At the same time, both the cultivators on both sides rushed forward, holding a mountain knife, a thrust iron spear, and a rushing forward in a broken step. A tiger jumped into the stream; the person with a broken step did not care about the blood and flesh, but the tiger jumped and slashed with his head, but naturally chose a clean land!

This was as expected by Li Ji. He was in the air, stepping on his left and right feet, and a moment of turning. At the same time, the light in his hand sprinkled out like a training exercise, as if both sides were making fun of it. The person holding the mountain knife jumped in the air, held the machete high, and the middle door opened wide, facing the training exercise. He secretly shouted in his heart that he was in a hurry to move the mountain to his chest, and he had to resist this sword.

But who knew that the sword square and body were surging, and all the strength was destroyed under the purest sword intent of the world. Poor, a beautiful and prosperous physical cultivator, could not even release the incarnation on this mineral star, and was cut and cut off!

How terrifying the secret power of the monks is. In addition to physical cultivation, they are also rich in qi and blood. After this sword, the blood arrows surged more than ten feet high, and then fell like blood rain. It looked particularly bright and gorgeous in the burning bonfires around them!

"Senior brother! Kill me hard! Junior brother walk slowly and see how senior brother avenges you!"

The monks were really desperate, and they were brave and brave and unwilling to let go of those natives! Especially the violent physical cultivators!

Their reaction was far faster than ordinary people could imagine. Li Ji swung his sword and had not fallen, and the two physical cultivators rushed over, carrying the bronze man in a diagonal manner and embracing him with empty hands, without giving him any room to breathe!

Li Ji did not dodge or dodge, and his hand was shaking. The sword was as fast as lightning. He threw the bronze man. How could the physical cultivation think that this madman had only fought in one move, so why did he throw out the weapon? This was completely inconsistent with the rules of melee combat. Thoughts on, his subordinates dared not be slow. His junior brother was like tofu under this sword. He was useless in cultivating his body. How could he dare to let the sword go?

So the bronze man swung up and smashed him head-on. Unexpectedly, the force was a little fierce. The sword instantly shattered into thousands of pieces in front of him, but it was not as powerful as he imagined. His heart was not very good, and he wanted to stabilize his body with a drop, but he felt a chill in his belly. The sword entered from the belly, but there was no way to get out. Every time he entered, he broke a piece. It was not his physical skills, but the killing star deliberately did it. In an instant, the sword disappeared at the handle. Thousands of sword intent fragments containing killing wandered around his body, and any physical technique was in vain!

Almost at the same time, Li Ji was hugged by the people behind him, not only hugging his waist, but also locking his arms!

Li Ji was not confused at all. He flipped like a bucket with the momentum of rushing forward, and his thunder wandered, as if they were wearing a thundercloth!

When he stood up from the blood, the cultivator under his feet was still wide open his eyes and his body was twitching constantly. This was not a fatal injury. It was fatal in his anus. Li Ji took advantage of his loss of strength by lightning and had already turned his hand and took out a long sword, turned his hand sideways, pricked upside down, entered his anus, and came out of his mouth...

The plasma dirt stained the whole body. The remaining four monks looked at the sword cultivator standing smiling in the blood, but none of them dared to take a step forward!

Li Ji looked at the Dharma practitioner, walked towards him with great strides, and spoke for the first time in the battle.

"I hate the fan, and the ghost mind, and you have both taken possession of both, but what do you have to say?"

Fa Xiu was calm and shouted: "Siege him! I don't believe he is an immortal body! He was injured just now, and now it is the opportunity for us to achieve success in one fell swoop!"

The three monks beside him, as well as two-body cultivators and one sword cultivator, immediately reacted, but instead of moving forward, jumping aside from a distance, full of vigilance and fear!

They are all in the Nascent Soul realm, and no one is a fool. Can’t you tell whether you are injured or not?

The rabbit just now rose and fell, but in just three or five breaths, three companions had died, and they died miserably, without even the power of one squad, and even had no chance to use their strongest ability! It was a bit frustrating, but it also meant that the opponent was extremely powerful, which was stronger than in the deep space flying sword state of the universe!

This is no longer a person, but a killing machine. There is no sign of action at all, no moves to determine, no intention to find, as if it is instinct, cruel and omnipotent!

No one is willing to destroy the Taoist path of his life here. This ghost place cannot even release its incarnation. With a slight mistake, it will directly destroy the Taoist body. Even the Taoist celestial phenomena are suppressed by the mineral stars. How unfair to die!

They have already been robbed of their spirits and will never be able to pluck the courage to face this crow face in this life! Don’t think of how firm the monks are, and they cannot rob them of their will. They are not gods, but they are still humans! If they are humans, they have weaknesses and fears, but there are very few things that can be shown to them, but when such people or things appear, they will still choose to retreat.

Even if there are thousands of people, I will go! Such a courage is really something that ordinary people can do.

Death happened before their eyes, and it happened to their familiar fellow disciples. The three bravest and most fearless corpses were scattered quietly on the ground, silently telling their tragedy!

The most helpless thing is that their magical powers and abilities are suppressed unlimitedly. They cannot even find a suitable way to restrain them. Their trump card that has been rampant in the universe for hundreds of years has become a trump card that cannot be opened.

But when they were asked to find a way to achieve the world, where could they do it for a while?
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