Taoist master wants to ascend

boom!

Like a heavy hammer beating a drum.

Centered around the fight between the two, the ground within a few feet sank. Then, countless amounts of mud mixed with rain and fog rose up from the sky and spread in a circle.

The battle was changing rapidly. Li Yuan had no intention of doing his best this time, but after seizing the chance of victory, he made a decisive decision and made the final decision!

The Fire Dragon Sword was longer than his arm, but the long-handled heavy hammer was longer than the Fire Dragon Sword. Before the sword penetrated his heart, his heavy hammer had already arrived.

How can he be short of weapons when he has the weapons at his disposal?

boom!

The energy spreads like a tide.

As soon as Li Yuan succeeded in striking, he immediately put away the heavy hammer, stretched out his hand to grab the clanging Fire Dragon Sword, and with one step, it shot into the night rain like an arrow from the string.

There were two people blocking him, but there was no time to stop him. He only felt pain in his wrist and the sword was taken away.

"My sword!"

"Ah! Stop him!"

This series of changes happened in an instant, so fast that no one in the crowd could react. Only the two old men who had lost their troops reacted fastest and chased after them angrily.

After the rain and fog dispersed, Yue Zhongtian's expression changed drastically:

"Master?!"

But among the ruins, half of Feng Yuanqing's body was sunk in the mud, and his head was hammered into his chest!

"Brother Feng!"

In the backyard, everyone onlookers changed their minds. Several people jumped up and chased him, but how could they catch up?

Huhu

In the night, Li Yuan's figure moved and changed, and several ups and downs left everyone behind.

Hit or miss, escape, he has understood the essence of assassination.

"Li Yuanba!"

Behind him, there was a vicious roar that could not be suppressed by the wind and rain. Li Yuan looked back and saw a criss-crossing of figures, and many houses along the street had their lights on.

boom!

Li Yuan exerted force under his feet without deliberately hiding his whereabouts. The Fire Dragon Sword was as red as fire and was very eye-catching in the rainy night.

He went all the way to the west, alerting countless patrolling soldiers. Finally, he climbed over the wall and left the city. After making sure that he was seen by others, he found a tunnel leading to the Zhaixing Tower and took a detour back to the city.

By the time he returned to the small courtyard after a long circuit, the Divine Guards station was already brightly lit. When he first came to Dechang Mansion, all the disciples in the Divine Weapon Valley were tense and nervous.

call!

In the room, Li Yuan quickly changed out of his clothes and put away his outfit. Blood seeped out from his right arm and left shoulder.

The Fire Dragon Sword Qi was very powerful. Although he was very good at Qinggong, he was hit by several swords. Fortunately, he was wearing inner armor and was not hit directly, so it was not considered an injury.

After transporting Qi and blood, the injury quickly healed.

He has successfully practiced Qianjun Qigong. Although his internal energy is thinner than Feng Yuanqing's, he can still resist his Fire Dragon Qigong.

"With the endorsement of the Fire Dragon Temple, the news of Li Yuanba's appearance in Dechang Mansion should be spread soon, right?"

Li Yuan muttered to himself.

He originally thought about being knocked off the Ghostface mask by chance during the battle and someone seeing his true face, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Li Yuanba's appearance was enough, but being too deliberate would arouse suspicion.

"The Great Meridian Master holding the quasi-divine weapon is much stronger than the two Qianjundong elders I killed before..."

Li Yuan lit the oil lamp and walked a few steps in the house to calm down the throbbing after the battle.

When it comes to combat experience, he has the experience of hundreds of bloody battles in the Xuanbing Secret Realm. He is not inferior to Feng Yuanqing. As the leader of the Fire Dragon Temple, he may not have fought hundreds of bloody battles in his life.

There is no shortage of fighting in the arena, but with the exception of the Evil God Sect, most sect masters rarely engage in bloody battles with warriors of the same level.

"It's easy to hit your head."

After sorting out tonight's trip, killing Feng Yuanqing, obtaining the Fire Dragon Sword, and Li Yuanba's appearance, all three major goals were completed.

Li Yuan felt that he was quite satisfied. The only shortcoming was that he was on top.

He went out

In front of the door, we are ready for a protracted war.

With his Qinggong, he can make multiple sneak attacks. As long as he succeeds once, he can win a complete victory without losing a drop of blood.

But when it came to the actual fight, he discovered the difference from the fight in the mysterious realm of Xuan Bing.

"The fighting in the secret realm of Xuanbing will not really last for life, and the body of Zhenqi will not have adrenaline..."

Li Yuan reflected, he was not a machine after all. If he really fought, his blood would be boiling, and there was no way to be completely rational.

But thinking about Feng Yuanqing, he felt a little relieved.

He couldn't be completely rational, and neither could his opponent. If Feng Yuanqing hadn't been blinded by anger, he wouldn't have strangled himself even if he was beaten.

"It's actually not accurate to fight over the top."

Li Yuan thought about tonight's battle.

Compared to Feng Yuanqing, his inner energy was thinner and his weapons were inferior, but with the blessing of the palm weapon, his lightness, strength, and explosive power surpassed the former's.

Fighting is not a competition, state is of course important.

But in the final analysis, speed and strength determine everything.

"Perhaps this is the reason why Old Han used the form-changing method to kill and refine the internal organs, right? The speed of Old Han's changing form is not as fast as mine with the blessing of the palm weapon, but the power is probably even better than mine?"

Li Yuan thought about it, and he felt that he understood the essence of fighting.

"Speed ​​and power..."

Li Yuan somewhat understood Lao Han's thoughts.

When both speed and strength exceed the opponent's, the winner has already been decided.

Just like him and Feng Yuanqing, if the latter didn't have the Fire Dragon Sword, he would have been able to determine the outcome and life and death in his first sneak attack, and he would have won a complete victory.

"Well, speed and power are very important, and taking the initiative is equally important. Well...weapons are also very important."

After closing the doors and windows, Li Yuan took out the Fire Dragon Sword, and the dark room instantly lit up.

This Fire Dragon Sword is completely red, and its blade is covered with lines like dragon scales. When shaken gently, it shines like water or fire, making it look very attractive.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the temperature of the whole room rose a lot, like a furnace.

"It is indeed a good sword!"

Li Yuan gently stroked the sword's edge.

As an expert in weapon-making, he can naturally tell the quality of a weapon at a glance. When he caressed it, he could feel the struggle of the fire dragon sword. This was because it had a weak spirituality and was resisting him.

However, this spirituality is not strong, and it is still far inferior to the legendary magic weapon that can choose its master.

Li Yuan shook slightly, and the weak resistance disappeared.

"Between the divine weapons, this sword is the most advanced weapon. If you cultivate it with the art of martial arts and spiritualism for decades, you may naturally become a divine weapon."

Li Yuan flicked a few sword flowers and felt that the inner energy flowed very smoothly without any lag. It was a material that could perfectly accommodate the inner energy.

The divine soldiers choose their masters, etc.