The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

"It's just like what Master said. Your lineage is just as hard as a tortoise shell." The girl muttered to herself as she looked at the faint light shield on Zhao Wuji's body.

"Humph!" Zhao Wuji did not respond.

The strong men of Tianwu have strong defense and are naturally not inferior to others in attack.

The problem is that this girl is a peerless evildoer of the Winged People, and coupled with that strange escape method, there is no way for him to hit her.

Unless it is a life-and-death fight, all his means are used together, and there is still a chance of winning.

If it is only in this martial arts arena, he has no way to deal with this girl.

Zhao Wuji tried his best to circulate his true energy while staring at this woman.

If the other party is really a disciple of that person, he will definitely not think of a tie with him.

If the other party wants to break the situation, then he must take the risk of attacking. That is the most dangerous time for him and the best chance to defeat this girl.

"Taixuan Sword Scripture!" The girl whispered in her heart, "Master said that he also encountered an opponent with extremely terrible defense, and even he tried his best to break through it."

So in the following years, he painstakingly studied an ultimate offensive sword move.

"Meteorism!" After the three ultimate moves of Chuyang, Lieyang, and Dusk, Li Ruoyu himself combined the three moves into one, a killer move with the ultimate offensive power.

The girl's strength was completely concentrated on the tip of the sword, and she didn't even use her own body protection essence.

This move is extremely powerful, but the disadvantages are also very obvious.

After this move, either the enemy dies or you die.

If it is not a critical moment of life and death, the master has clearly ordered that it is not allowed to be used.

With my mother here, my safety should not be a problem. Just treat it as a gift from my disciple to the master after not seeing each other for many years.

Biluo's face, I Xiao Ai must earn it back.

"Death?" Zhao Wuji actually felt the intention of death at this moment.

His physical strength and the richness of his true essence were the best among his peers.

He didn't expect that he would feel the danger of death from a girl of the same level.

At the level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the strongest spear and shield in history were about to collide violently.

Just as the two swords were about to fall on each other, several figures appeared in the field.

The first was a young man with ordinary appearance and not particularly tall stature.

He stood in front of the girl, and a sturdy middle-aged man stood in front of Zhao Wuji.

And behind the ordinary young man, the beautiful woman appeared.

The beautiful woman hugged the girl and shook her head helplessly.

This girl, in order to win this game, even gave up her life.

"In this game, I, Tianwu Zhao Wuji, lost." The middle-aged man spoke.

This man's aura was extremely powerful.

When he looked at the girl, his eyes were unfriendly.

But all the killing intent and hostility disappeared silently after passing by the ordinary-looking young man.

"Girl, I once said that." The young man did not respond to the middle-aged man's words, but turned back and frowned at the girl, "This move is not a matter of life and death, so don't use it lightly."

"Master!" Xiao Ai got out from the beautiful woman and threw herself into the arms of the young man.

"I, Li, will return the friendship of Tianwu one day." The young man ignored the girl in his arms and spoke coldly to the middle-aged strong man.

The top high-level king of the Tianwu world actually felt his scalp tingling at this moment.

"Li?" Someone exclaimed, "Is there another powerful Li in Biluo?"

"Taixuan Sword King!" A burst of exclamations rang out.

After a series of exclamations, the girl finally walked out of the young man's arms, "If the disciple didn't use this trick, would you still not show up, Master?"

Li Ruoyu frowned, "Could it be that it's still the master's fault?"

"Xiao Ai dare not." Xiao Ai shook her head quickly.

The people in Tiankui Palace are naturally from the Central World, the Mu Lang family of the Wood Realm, and King Qingling's party.

When Tiankui Palace was occupied by someone, Li Ruoyu got the news, and he guessed the figures of this group of people at that time.

"Master." At this time, another figure in the field suddenly spoke, "Since the eldest sister has already fought a battle, then all the so-called genius battles that follow will be taken over by the disciples."

The owner of the voice was a young man with a simple face, but as soon as this boy spoke, countless people were shocked

Another evil disciple?

The appearance of Taixuan Sword King has already alarmed a group of strong people.

The super evil girl from the Central World turned out to be his disciple, Li Ruoyu.

The honest young man in the field just said that he wanted to take on all challenges by himself.

"Even if he is the disciple of Taixuan Sword King, such words are really annoying." Someone whispered.

The strength of the girl Xiao Ai is obvious to all.

Even if she is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, she is almost the best in the world.

But first of all, she was born in the Central World.

In addition to having Li Ruoyu as a master, there is also a pair of parents with terrifying strength.

Even if he is against the sky, it is not the credit of Li Ruoyu alone.

At first glance, the honest young man is definitely from the native land of Biluo.

"Yeah." Li Ruoyu nodded, and then he didn't care much about the honest young man, but followed the girl Xiao Ai and the beautiful woman out of the martial arts arena.

"Brother Mu, I am ashamed that you two virtuous couple have to come here for such a small matter in Biluo." Li Ruoyu followed to Tiankui Palace first and greeted Mu Lang and his wife formally.

The King of Wings and the Queen shook their heads together, "If it weren't for the help of Brother Li, my lineage would have been destroyed in the long river of history. These polite words can be said to anyone, but not to my brother."

Mu Lang said so.

"That's it..." Xiao Ai also chimed in.

However, this evil girl focused her attention on the martial arts arena while chatting.

Even when the master greeted the King of Qingling and others, she didn't pay much attention.

"Master, is this honest guy really my junior brother?" Xiao Ai asked with some doubts.

"Although Zhang Ping is slightly older than you and has a higher level of cultivation, he has not been a disciple for as long as you, so he is naturally your junior brother." Li Ruoyu nodded.

"Junior brother, his aura is very strange?" Xiao Ai said again.

"You will know whether it is strange or not after a while." Li Ruoyu smiled and nodded.

"Junior Qingyun, I pay my respects to Senior Taixuan Sword King." At this time, the young man next to King Qingling began to pay his respects to Li Ruoyu.

"The young man is not bad, and he is worthy of being the inheritor of Brother Qingling's lineage." Li Ruoyu nodded.

"Tsk~" Xiao Ai shook his head, "I think he can only brag, and he is not as good as the junior brother in terms of strength."