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Chapter 87: Blood Splattered on the Poetry Bridge(2/3)

Zhuo Wangdao frowned: "But...Senior Brother Yang, look at Li Wuqi; he is not afraid in the face of danger, and his expression does not change. This concentration alone seems to be very extraordinary..."

Li Wuqi was unmoved by the strong wind, his eyes were calm, with a faint trace of blood red in them.

Keyang Changsheng said impatiently: "Just put your mind back! Senior Brother Nangong's cultivation is profound and unpredictable. Even the dean once praised him for his profound knowledge. How can an ordinary warrior be his opponent? Not to mention these country folk. !”

Nangong Xiangrui pointed his fingers together, and a golden beam of light shot away.

It was an ordinary trick, but under Nangong's extremely deliberate performance, it actually looked majestic.

But with the "Qi Observation Technique", how could Li Wuqi not see through the true power of this blow?

He smiled coldly.

He waved a ball of soul energy and scattered it.

The golden light splashed onto the surrounding pedestrians, like boiling water, so the surrounding pedestrians screamed and fled one after another.

In the chaotic crowd, He Chuan calmly pushed the wheelchair: "Let's go, wait for him at the next scene."

"Ah?" Mudan was surprised, "Wuqi doesn't need our help?"

"Just these three fools." He Chuan sneered contemptuously.

Shen Chu said openly: "You still don't know Wuqi's ability? We can't help him if he can solve it. Even if he can't solve it, we can't help him much..."

"That makes sense."

Soon, the streets were deserted.

"Huh?" Looking at the unharmed Li Wuqi, Nangong Xiangrui frowned, "Although it's just a small test, this kid doesn't seem that weak..."

Li Wuqi yawned and commented lightly: "Now that there is no one, you can be more pragmatic and don't waste your talents on those fancy tricks."

Nangong's eyes turned cold: "Boy, don't be arrogant! Try this trick from me again!"

I saw him clasping his palms together, and the energy all over his body surged crazily into his palms!

"Eat my slap!"

Talent condensed into a huge golden palm print!

Li Wuqi raised his lips: "This is interesting."

He reached back and grasped the handle of the sword.

A diagonal chop!

The sword wind roared out!

"boom!"

The wind is raging and the dust is everywhere!

The brutal impact pushed Nangong one step away, causing her hair to become messy.

Li Wuqi remained motionless, only holding the Immortal Killing Sword on his shoulder with a provocative look.

"Damn it!" Nangong's face gradually became serious, "This kid is not weak! He should be the best among warriors!"

No wonder he is so arrogant!

So the next blow needs to be done with all your strength!

Nangong looked horrified and stamped his palm on the ground, borrowing his abundant talent from the earth!

The fine gravel on the ground trembled.

Li Wuqi's expression changed: "What a terrifying... expression!"

"ah!"

Nangong Xiangrui roared angrily, and his majestic talent condensed in front of him, forming a golden ball of light.

He pushed with both palms!

The light ball flashed with golden arcs and crushed towards Li Wuqi.

The Immortal Killing Sword swung out its sword energy and split the ball of light into two.

So the two light balls accelerated and collided!

"Ha!" Li Wuqi smiled coldly, "Is it useful?"

Swinging the Immortal Killing Sword, the dense sword energy forms a net and whizzes past!

Golden light droplets filled the sky and came like raindrops.

Li Wuqi's eyes darkened, and the majestic spiritual energy burst out, forming a barrier one foot away!

"Boom boom boom!"

The rain is hitting the lake!

Circles of chaotic ripples appeared on the barrier, as if it was about to collapse.

But after all, I managed to hold on until the last moment!

The barrier dissipated, and Li Wuqi remained unscathed.

"Damn it! This person's strength is even equal to mine!"

Nangong Xiangrui's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Help!"

"Here comes senior brother!"

Yang Changsheng thought leisurely: "Holding the cold lamp in hand, I looked towards the shadow, looking back at the dark dust on the cup. There was no news about the gold medal yesterday, but I hate the divination seller on the bridge."

His clothes move automatically without wind, and the energy around him is swirling.

Zhuo Wangdao frowned and said in a low voice: "In the middle of the night, the sad wind is blowing, and the horses neigh and startle. A strong man has a knife in his box, and it is still the sound of wind and rain."

With the blessing of heaven and earth, he walked towards Li Wuqi.

Three literary cultivators came towards me.

Three completely different forces intertwined in the sky above the three people, and a vague figure gradually appeared.

Heaven and earth cherish literary talents. Not only do they lend their talents generously, but they are also protected by the laws of heaven and earth.

Nangong Xiangrui's eyes were deep: "Today, in the name of my Hongque student, I will kill you, the monster who brought harm to the world!"

The power of three people becomes one!

A dazzling beam of light roared away!

In the sky, the huge phantom turned into a stream of light and fell like a meteor.

Li Wuqi took a step forward.

The hand holding the knife naturally droops.

Speak softly:

"A less serious stab."

Slash upward!

A sword is heading straight towards the beam!

"Hey!"

The sword is as powerful as a broken bamboo!

The beam of light shattered inch by inch!

However, the remaining power of the sword is still there, running straight towards Hong Que and the others!

"not good!"

Realizing that the power of this sword should not be underestimated, Nangong Xiangrui stepped forward and gathered all his strength to block it in front of him!

It’s also hard to resist!

Extremely terrifying power!

He gritted his teeth to hold on, but his figure kept retreating! The bluestone bricks under his feet exploded with a crackling sound like spider webs!

"Senior brother!" Yang Changsheng was shocked!

A crisp cracking sound!

The sword smashed the barrier! It passed through him! It struck the stone wall behind Nangong hard, leaving a shocking mark.

Nangong's eyes suddenly widened.

"Shen Jiao...hurt me..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Blood spurts out and the body collapses.

["One Knife Killing Technique" Proficiency Level 3]

"Senior brother!" Yang Changsheng's eyes were about to burst!

On the other side, Li Wuqi jumped up and faced the stream of light in the air with his knife!
To be continued...
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