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[69 Book Bar - www.] On the rooftop of the Li Group's building, Yang Quan stands like an undefeated god of war.

Opposite him were three majestic Taoists. Yes, they were dressed the same as the previous Taoist Baimei. After Yang Quan checked with his mind, he found that these three people were all in the Golden Core realm, although they were a little weaker than Baimei.

"Golden elixir, it's golden elixir again. Is the golden elixir realm so worthless? Three at a time!" Yang Quan smiled contemptuously and spoke provocatively.

"Looking for death!" The three golden elixir masters also said nonsense. They drew their arrows and stabbed Yang Quan. Not afraid of others' jokes, the three golden elixir masters flanked a monk who they thought was in the foundation-building realm.

Yang Quan didn't dare to be careless. Although his attitude was contemptuous, he didn't dare to be careless in reality. Before, he was a white-browed Taoist who was already troubled by himself. Now he is three golden elixir monks.

Yang Quan opened his mouth and spit out the Qingfeng Sword. During the battle with Baimei, he found that Baimei's spiritual sword could be taken into his body. He communicated with the Qingfeng Sword. Sure enough, the Qingfeng Sword could grow or shrink at will, so he took the Qingfeng Sword into his body.

The sharp sword was collected into the tendons and nourished by vitality. Now facing the enemy, it was spit out.

As soon as the Qingfeng Sword came out, it immediately ran towards the three of them. Suddenly, the three of them stopped their offensive and switched to defense.

"This kid is so cunning, hiding a flying sword!" one of them said.

"In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain! Come on!" One of the Taoists used his sword to open the Qingfeng Sword, stepped forward, and took the lead in attacking Yang Quan.

With sharp eyes, Yang Quan recalled the Qingfeng Sword, holding the breeze in his hand, his clothes rustling, and he had the temperament of a master.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, Yang Quan did not retreat but advanced. The momentum erupted from his body was like an overwhelming force, and he rushed towards the three Taoists. Before they could reach them, the coercion came first.

As soon as the coercion came, the clothes, hair and beards of the three Taoists flew back, and the three of them suddenly felt something bad.

"Get up!" Almost at the same time, the three of them circulated their true energy to form an air shield to protect themselves.

"What a majestic momentum, boy, no wonder you can kill Junior Brother Baimei. If any of us fight you alone today, there will be absolutely no advantage. But since you are wanted by the association, no wonder we bully the less. This

You deserve it!" A Taoist priest said shamelessly after raising his Qi mask.

"Come on, come on together! Quick!" The flying sword immediately came out of his hand and stabbed directly towards Yang Quan. The whistling sound was like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, which made people tremble with fear.

One came first, and Yang Quan used his Qingfeng Sword to fight it off. The second and third came from behind, all aiming at Yang Quan's vital parts. Yang Quan couldn't resist, so he could only dodge.

In the monitoring room of the Li Group, the core personnel of the Li Group were all looking at the big screen. When they saw that Yang Quan was unable to resist and was gradually losing ground, some people couldn't help but applaud.

"We will hold a big banquet to celebrate the achievements of several Taoist priests. This guy surnamed Yang won't be able to hold on for long!" Mr. Li ordered, still opening his mouth and laughing loudly.

On the rooftop, four flying swords were circling and intertwined in the sky. The Qingfeng Sword was fighting one against three, but they were all resisting and had no chance to attack. Yang Quan was continuously pouring vitality into the Qingfeng Sword, because the Qingfeng Sword was consumed by the fighting.

A lot of your own energy.

Similarly, the three Taoist priests also continuously output their true energy towards their flying swords. Although they suppressed Yang Quan firmly, their consumption was also huge.

Brush! A flying sword tore open Yang Quan's trousers, a splash of bright red, and a gash on Yang Quan's right calf.

After a quick glance, the other two flying swords also injured Yang Quan, and the Qingfeng Sword was depleted of energy and had already flown back into Yang Quan's hands.

"Okay! Kill him!" When the core members of the Li family in the monitoring room saw Yang Quan covered in blood, they all clapped their hands and said yes.

Although Yang Quan was hit by several swords, his aura was not weak but increased. The golden energy in his body quickly repaired the wounds, and the wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How could this happen?" The three Taoists stopped attacking, and the three flying swords floated in the air, waiting for the order to attack.

"Such a powerful vitality, this guy is really scary!" Another Taoist was stunned.

"Our golden elixir monks don't have such self-healing ability at all. He is just a small foundation-building monk. He is a freak. If we let him grow up, it will be great. Let's go together and destroy him!"

After the three of them finished speaking, they all commanded the flying swords and prepared to attack Yang Quan again.

"It's not that easy to kill me!" Yang Quan stared at the flying sword that was coming towards him, holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, preparing to resist. Until now, he was only resisting passively, because he didn't know any killing moves at all.

"If you drag it on here, it will only be more detrimental to yourself!" Yang Quan understood the current situation very well, but he couldn't leave. Now that he is here, the matter must be settled.

Just when Yang Quan was worried about his plan, a voice, a familiar voice, sounded in Yang Quan's ears.

"Boy, you are very good! You have been promoted to several levels in just a few months. Not bad, not bad. As expected, you are on the road!" This is the voice of the book soul, the voice of the book soul in Baodiao Island. This is a veritable legend of a thousand miles.

sound.

"Senior Shuhun? Is it you?" Yang Quan thought he was hearing hallucinations and asked in his mind.

"Of course it's me, kid. I think it's very difficult to deal with these three Taoists!"

"This is not nonsense, the three of them are in the Golden Core realm!" Yang Quan was almost dying of anxiety. This old man is still talking nonsense. It's hard work, can't you tell?

"Golden elixirs are nothing. In my heyday, these golden elixirs were like ants on the ground, and they couldn't get into my eyes at all!" Shuhun's voice was full of disdain.

"You are so powerful, you helped me deal with them!" Yang Quan was not convinced, and the old man made sarcastic remarks.

When he said this, Yang Quan was still under the cross attack of three flying swords, dodging left and right, completely unable to parry. Seeing such a scene, the three Taoists became even more proud and operated the flying swords more and more frequently.

Coming faster and faster.

The Li clan members in the monitoring room cheered and felt very unhappy!

"No, no! You should handle your own affairs by yourself, just think of it as training!" Shuhun said slowly.

"Then you will die without saving me. If I die, no one will help you find the colorful stones!" Yang Quan threatened.

"You little naughty boy, aren't I here? In this way, I will teach you a set of supreme skills, and you can use them now!" It took a long time for Shuhun to explain his purpose.

"Then hurry up, I'm about to be cut into a sieve!"

A little yellow light shuttled through the hazy air, and the three Taoists saw this strange scene. The yellow light went straight into Yang Quan's eyebrows with a graceful arc.

"What is going on?" The three Taoists looked at each other, unsure of the situation.

"No matter how much it is, I think the energy in this kid's body has been almost exhausted. Let's work harder and summon wind, rain, thunder and lightning to kill him!"

"good!"

Once you reach the golden elixir realm, you have initially mastered some of the ways of heaven, can communicate with nature, and cause wind, rain, thunder and lightning to attack your opponents. This is also a major difference between the golden elixir realm and the foundation-building realm.

"Wind Sword! Get up!" A Taoist retracted his flying sword, made seals with his hands, and spoke plausibly.

"Thunder fire, start!"

"Lightning, rise!"

The three Taoists summoned different attacks, and the sky suddenly changed.

Originally the sky was just haze, but suddenly there was strong wind, thunder rumbled in the sky, and lightning flashed.

A fatal blow to Yang Quan was brewing outside, but Yang Quan had no idea. He was obsessed with the supreme skill taught by Shuhun just now.

Xuanyuan Nine Styles, the sword moves created by Xuanyuan of the Yellow Emperor, are divided into three styles: upper, middle and lower.

Huang Di Nei Jing is a martial art, focusing on the body, Xuanyuan Nine Styles is a sword technique, focusing on killing and wounding. These are complementary to each other, one for attack and one for defense!

Yang Quan was deeply attracted by these moves, but now Yang Quan's level can only practice the third move of the next three moves - Dark Night.

Countless wind knives cut Yang Quan's body, and he didn't realize it. His clothes were torn into strips, and the cuts on his body seemed to have been delayed, and blood spattered.

The glazed thunder fire was triggered, and fire dragons several meters long flew out towards Yang Quan. His skin was burning, and his blood was boiling and evaporating.

Purple-red lightning as thick as an arm, with a chilling light, struck Yang Quan's body one by one, and the smell of burnt barbecue filled the air.

When the three Taoists saw Yang Quan's miserable state, their faces were distorted, not to mention the Li clan members in the monitoring room. Some of the women were so frightened that they cried, and some of the timid men had already covered their eyes with their hands.

, can’t bear to look at it anymore.

Looking back at Yang Quan, there was no trace of pain on his face. It seemed that it was not his body that was being destroyed. He seemed to have lost consciousness, letting the wind knife, thunder, fire, and lightning ruthlessly destroy his body.

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Yang Quan slowly closed his eyes. To outsiders, it seemed that he had accepted his fate, surrendered, and was waiting for death. They would never have imagined that he focused all his attention on comprehending the Xuanyuan Nine Styles.

At this moment, Yang Quan has been wrapped in thunder and fire. Under everyone's speculation, without any accident, Yang Quan will be burned completely within ten minutes. The most admirable thing is that he didn't even say a word.