The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

The guy who was still defending himself the moment before, started to launch a counterattack with punch after punch the next moment.

The most important thing is that every punch this guy threw could hit Jian Sanshao.

And every punch could land accurately on Jian Sanshao's face.

Don't hit someone in the face, but this guy actually hit Jian Sanshao in the face every time.

Such behavior simply stunned all the people on both sides.

"A Yuan, Brother Li Dao is too strong." Fan Kai couldn't bear to be laughed at by others at this moment, no, he couldn't bear to be a little helpless about the behavior of his cousin just now.

He now also has a tendency to become similar to Fan Yuan.

The strong are always easy to win people's hearts, but all living cultivators have the instinct to rely on the strong.

Especially in the case of Li Qiye, who had saved Fan Yuan before, and they were interested in making friends.

With such a terrifying performance, it would be difficult for them not to become a crowd.

Chen Yu was also like this, but Chen Bing was the only one who was in love with her. She just cheered secretly, but few male cultivators showed it so obviously.

"It's just that crazy sword technique, I remember..." Fan Yuan suddenly became a little worried, but then shook his head, maybe Brother Li's background is even more terrifying!

Otherwise, what other forces can cultivate a fierce man like Brother Li.

Besides, even if there is any problem at that time, the worst thing is to ask the ancestor to protect him.

Facing the powerful existence in Lianyun Peak, in fact, those who have extraordinary origins are even more dissatisfied with their attitude.

So what if you act superior everywhere? Everyone's origin is not ordinary, why can you look down on us as if nothing happened.

So the more powerful Li Ruoyu is at this moment, the more tall the image of Shura Sword Li Qiye becomes in the eyes of these people.

The people on the outsider side have begun to silently encourage this human cultivator at this time, and this battle must be won.

After all, it has been almost a month, and I have never heard of a genius among the outsiders who has defeated the opponent's masters of the same level.

If this person can defeat the Third Young Master Jian, he will surely become famous throughout Lianyun Peak!

Punch after punch, Li Ruoyu felt that his fists were aching. What is this guy's face made of?

Six punches in total, right? He still hasn't woken this guy up.

Is it because he is in this state and it is difficult to wake him up, or is it because his strength is not enough?

Li Ruoyu doesn't understand the former, but the latter, then give it a try?

Li Ruoyu suddenly switched the long sword in his hand to his left hand, and blocked the opponent's sword.

With his right hand accumulating power, Li Ruoyu's true energy surged, and just as the Third Young Master Jian came over with red eyes, he swung his long sword away and punched the opponent in the face.

"Who are you trying to scare with red eyes?" The others only heard this complaint, and then saw a horrifying scene.

This arrogant Jian family prodigy was hit in the neck by a punch, and was directly smashed into the ground from a height of dozens of feet.

"Is he dead?" someone asked in a low voice.

The previous punches, even if they hit the face of the Third Young Master Jian, did not seem to have a very good effect.

The punch just now was not only extremely powerful, but also landed on his neck. It is not impossible to say that he was killed by a punch!

The people on the Lianyun Peak side had extremely solemn faces, and some even looked at Li Ruoyu with horror on their faces.

As one of the two warring parties, Li Ruoyu himself gently rubbed his fists, as if he was so angry that he could not pay for his life.

"Brother Li is mighty!" Fan Yuan even shouted loudly, this was so refreshing!

"Surname Li, and so strong?" Someone from the outsiders whispered. After all, there were still one or two people who had heard of the name of Shura Sword Li Qiye.

"Excuse me, is this Shura Sword Li Qiye?" Someone asked Fan Yuan and others.

"Yes!" Fan Yuan and others stood up straight. Did you see that? We are one of them.

"It turned out to be him!" This time, Li Qiye's name became famous again.

On the Lianyun Peak side, some people gradually remembered this name.

"The second brother of the Feitian clan, is the guy mentioned in the previous message this person?" The two Tianjiao whispered in a voice transmission.

Even they thought that Jian San Shao would lose this battle. As for being killed by a punch just now?

With Jian San Shao's physique, that was simply impossible.

Whether it was Jian Kuang Mo or Jian Kuang Ren, their ability to take a beating in this realm would not be stronger than this third brother.

Sure enough, the next moment, the deep pit suddenly exploded, and Jian San Shao jumped out angrily.

"You bastards, don't run!" Jian San Shao roared. When had he ever been smashed into the ground in his life?

He didn't even have time to think about how he woke up from that crazy state, and he rushed towards Li Ruoyu in the sky again.

"You are not satisfied with being beaten, you are worthy of being a fool." Li Ruoyu whispered and took the initiative to meet him.

At this time, Jian San Shao, who was not in a crazy state, was like a sandbag, being abused by this Shura Sword.

"Ah!" Jian San Shao roared, and he roared with anger, but in return, he was hit hard on the head and face with punches.

It turned out that he was awakened by this person's punches when he was in a crazy state just now.

He wanted to retreat, but Li Ruoyu obviously didn't want to give him this opportunity.

His fists began to become denser than raindrops. Even if Jian San Shao dodged most of them, many of them still fell on his head and face.

Moreover, each punch was heavier than the last.

"Is this really Shura Sword?" Someone complained nearby, "Shura Fist is more like it?"

Punch after punch, fortunately Jian San Shao is resistant to punches, otherwise all these punches would fall on a mountain, and even the mountain would be smashed to pieces.

"Jian San Shao, your skill of resisting punches is quite good." Li Ruoyu punched Jian San Shao in the face again, knocking him to the ground again. The former fell on the ground and looked down at the latter like a shadow.

Although Jian San Shao was not smashed into the ground this time, his true energy was dissipated, and he had no power to resist for a while.

Of course, even if he had the power to resist, he would not dare to move at will at this time.

Because the long sword in the opponent's hand was already on his neck.

"You win!" Jian San Shao actually softened in his words. Facing the life and death barrier, what does a Tianjiao-level strongman do? He still doesn't want to die.

"Win?" Li Ruoyu laughed, "Win is all, your life is in my hands."

"Li Qiye, the Third Young Master is the pride of the Sword Family, don't make a mistake!" Someone from Lianyun Peak shouted.

This person's attitude is very strong. They can kill these outsiders, but how many of these outsiders dare to treat them lightly?