Xuanjian Immortal Clan

"The green and white sword on the waist must be the rumored [Green Ruler]."

The white mane looked at the fighting man in the aura of [Yongjing Xuanhuan] and sighed suddenly in his heart.

Li Chijing was not a member of the Jianmen, nor was he a member of the Zifu. After a hundred years, the relationship between the swordsman and the swordsman had gradually faded. He had not heard of any contact between the Jianmen and the Li family for so many years. Most likely, this young swordsman died young. Immortal, Jianmen also feels sorry for most of them, not because of love.

But Bai Yanzi was still in the early stage of foundation building and was sent to guard the Changxiaomen industry in Shuilingfang City. He had heard of one person, the elder brother of the Sword Immortal, named Li Tongya.

And this month, Li Tongya, the Yue Que Sword, killed Maha, causing a sensation. He was recorded in the Chenghua Hall of Jianmen and was praised by everyone as a role model for the disciples of Jianmen.

Bai Yanzi knew in his heart that Li Zhouwei was not only the head of the Li family and a descendant of the Sword Immortal, but also the true direct descendant of Li Tongya's orthodox bloodline!

"If such a person, with the sword [Qing Chi] of a swordsman and a great virtue on his waist, was killed by the Zi Mansion on the territory of Jianmen... Wan Yu would definitely be ashamed and in an uproar. There is no need to put up a moral sign or a sword repair facade!”

At this moment, Bai Manzi has not received even a half-word. No need to think too much, this real person must be in some kind of trouble in Taixu... After all, he is his own real person. Bai Manzi can only think well in his heart, he is "Confronting" the Lord of the Sword Sect.

"I can't count on real people..."

The white mane was lost in mid-air. The black flames under the spiritual light were raging. Li Zhouwei suppressed most of the spells. He stabbed the halberd in front and back, and the black shadow was blurred. He used the magic-breaking flame to resist the spiritual light. He was already among the five people. Stand firm amid the siege.

‘What’s the matter with the white temples in mid-air? ’

Yu Nanzi was suffocated from the fight, and his heart was full of fire. The young man in front of him had almost no shortcomings. Not to mention his powerful spells, the halberd also had the power to break spells. It could shatter the flames and magic light with one sweep. He could only hold on to it. Raise the sword and use the magic sword to interfere with the opponent.

Taoist Zhuang on the side is good at magic. Normally in the East China Sea, the turbulent Lihuo suppresses the enemy without any disadvantages. Who knows when he encounters Mingyang who is not afraid of fire, and the flames of breaking magic consume the magic, and he cannot use half of his strength.

Yu Nanzi became angry when he saw it. He raised his sword horizontally, put his two fingers together, and put it against the sword. He chanted a curse in his mouth and shook out the talismans from his sleeves. Taoist Zhuang had been cooperating with him for a long time and reacted very quickly. He immediately pinched out a green gourd and shouted:

"Trapped first!"

The monks on both sides looked at each other, each took out a string of purple water wave mysterious chain chains from their sleeves, grabbed the magic weapon and chanted the incantation.

Li Zhouwei also took the opportunity to pull out the halberd from the swamp of heavy spells. The flames of [Jia Zi Po Halberd Refining Weaponry] rose up, and finally calmed down the five or six strong winds that were repeatedly swaying next to his body.

It was just a matter of raising his hands and feet. Li Zhouwei suddenly raised his halberd, and the light between his eyebrows burst out. The four of them took action, and the last remaining Changxiao monk suffered a disaster. The old man was riding the wind. Standing, holding a long brown painted peach wood staff in his hand, he had to grit his teeth to resist.

Li Zhouwei took a breather, and the attack was particularly fierce. Before the halberd came, the sun arrived first. The old man raised the tortoise shell-like defensive weapon, and heard a loud noise, and white light and flames blazing on the tortoise shell. Burn it and make it fly backwards.

Only then did the halberd strike, and the black flames were fierce, bringing with it a surge of mana.

Li Zhouwei was freed from the constraints of a group of magic spells, and he shot with all his strength. Golden flames almost danced in his golden eyes. The old man was so frightened that he raised the long staff of brown lacquered peach wood high, and the Immortal Foundation started to circulate, followed by a brown and yellow wave. It surges out.

"Boom!"

The old man was not good at any weapon skills. The spells he was good at had been broken long ago, and he was suddenly attacked like this. Fortunately, there were some life-saving means on the long mahogany staff, and the whole magic weapon let out a low whine.

"Crunch!"

The halberd suddenly hung horizontally, and the crescent-moon-like twigs were bright. The old man felt an uncontrollable force coming from his hand. The long mahogany staff came out of his hand in an instant, was picked up by the halberd, and flew high into the sky.

"not good!"

The long peach wood staff struggled wildly in the air. The old man was a direct descendant of Changxiao after all. He immediately made a spell and cast a spell. The long peach wood staff turned into a brown light spot and tried to get back into his hand through the air.

"boom!"

The bright white Mingguan emerged and slammed into the light spot. The technique was shattered by the power of polishing and suppression in an instant, revealing the body of the magic weapon, which was firmly suppressed below.

'Wei and Li often used halberds... It's not unreasonable. Together with this immortal base, it's really a way to suppress...'

The old man lost his magic weapon and was disgraced. Fortunately, Taoist Zhuang had already sacrificed his green gourd, and a piece of white water emerged from it, pouring down with surging magic power.

Li Zhouwei suddenly felt that the magic wind gathering in the sky was weakening his soles, and he immediately understood:

"'Fushui' magical weapon!"

The turbulent water rolled into the soles of his feet, but before it could invade him, the magic wind on his body had completely dissipated, leaving only a little bit of skylight on the soles of his feet, standing still in the air.

He stepped out of thin air, and a jade mountain appeared under his feet. The mountain expanded rapidly. On it, clouds and mist shrouded the sky, and cranes and green trees came to life. In less than a breath or two, they were already submerged in the water.

Li Zhouwei stood on the [Jade Smoke Mountain]. This jade magic weapon shined brightly, forcing the weak water on both sides to circle around. However, two purple mysterious locks flew out of thin air and wrapped around him. Li Zhouwei usually The most helpless thing is that facing such a binding magic weapon, I can only pick up the halberd and push the two ends away.

"Bah!"

In the air, a loud shout was heard. Yu Nanzi had already drawn out his sword, repeatedly took a mouthful of water in his mouth, and spat it on the sword, and saw a gloomy green color coming out of it.

"call out…"

The Xuan Cai was separated from the sword, as if it had taken away the aura of the sword. The Gengjin brilliance that originally covered the sword disappeared completely, leaving only an empty and dim sword body.

Yu Nanzi practices "True Qi" and practices spells all year round. This spell can be cast very quickly. He only hung up the sword, took out the jade talisman from his waist, clasped it in the palm of his hand, and seemed to start casting it immediately. A spell.

Li Zhouwei, on the other hand, became solemn. The Yangli Red Bird Flag suddenly rolled, and the five-color Lihuo spurted out, temporarily blocking the purple chains on both sides. He raised his halberd, and shot out the green and gloomy color from mid-air with a "clang".

This mysterious color flashed for a moment and disappeared.

Li Zhouwei swung his halberd back horizontally, blasting away the spells on both sides, causing a flurry of inspiration, but he was looking for those golden eyes in the air.

As soon as they fought, he knew that this thing was unusual. It seemed that some magic had condensed the golden essence, which was difficult to dispel. The aura in the sky kept falling, and his own magic was greatly suppressed.

He silently took the elixir, and the two black flame arms behind his back held halberds and swept into Lihuo to resist the two purple mysterious chains. He glanced at Yu Nanzi who was hiding behind him, stepped forward in the void, and the soles of his feet Jade Smoke Mountain suddenly rises.

"clang!"

Qingbi Gloomy Color was getting faster and faster, and escaped from Li Zhouwei's halberd several times. Thanks to the suppressive power of Yuyan Mountain, it was knocked out of the air.

This mountain of Yuzhen was born at the right time, emitting streams of white light, and matching the suppressive power of Ming Yang, the light shined brightly. When Zhuang Taoist saw his eyes repeatedly searching in the air, and was interested in the method of suppression, he knew that the other party was there. Wanting to suppress his senior brother Qing Bi's gloomy color, he quickly stepped forward to encourage Li Huo.

Li Zhouwei controlled the magic weapon and suddenly flew out of the weak water. The light shone brightly, but he chose the distance from the near and pressed against Taoist Zhuang.

He was so careless about others, Qingbi Gloomy Cai was able to escape immediately, found an opportunity, and plunged into his back. The scales of [Yuan'e] armor suddenly stood up, and the light all over Li Zhouwei's body dimmed, and the spell came back again. Run away far away.

But this pressure shocked the man to death. His spell was so powerful that it turned into flowing flames and dispersed in an instant. He gritted his teeth and said:

"If Senior Brother Yufu hadn't died overseas, how could he be so arrogant!"

Who would have thought that the jade mountain behind him would not catch up and hit the green gourd with a roar.

‘The most important thing here is actually Zhuang Taoist’s Fushui magic weapon. I have been suppressed by the spiritual light from the sky and my magic has been dimmed. This magic weapon has also dispersed my magic style, and I can only be trapped on Yuyan Mountain and be besieged! ’

This gourd was not a defensive magical weapon in the first place. After being suppressed by the Immortal Base and the magical weapon, it immediately began to cry, even worse than the wooden staff. In an instant, it was taken down by the Mingguan in the sky.

Li Zhouwei took this step out, and three spells exploded on him. The armor on his body quickly brightened, and every scale buzzed.

The next moment, he turned into the bright light of the sky, as fast as a fish rushing into the water, and disappeared in the golden brilliance.

【Yuan'e】's ability to shuttle light!

A sense of crisis suddenly arose in Yu Nanzi's heart. The jade talisman in his hand was only half bright. He realized that the dazzling skylight shone in front of him, making his face burst into flames. He had to give up the spell and waved his sleeves to sweep out the black light. faint.

"Crack!"

The next moment, the halberd pierced the halo. The defense he used in a hurry did not have much effect at all. It soon shattered into a stream of light all over the sky. The light of the halberd flew in, and the Mingguan behind Li Zhouwei also flew towards him. .

Yu Nanzi's spell was in a hurry, and the remaining energy was not used up. The feathers on his body were clanging and bursting into flames. He could not sit still and wait for death. Taking advantage of the opponent's spell failure, his figure immediately disappeared from the place and appeared a few feet away. .

The halberd pursued him, and after a small spin, the crescent-moon-like halberd branch struck again. This time, Yu Nanzi took a breather. He was too calm, and threw out a jade bead from his sleeve to resist.

Unexpectedly, the halberd hooked up and hit the bead. Li Zhouwei still regarded the magic sword and spells coming from behind as if they were nothing. Instead of returning to defense, Li Zhouwei used the two arms behind him to stab him with the halberd.

"How dare the devil be so cruel!"

Yu Nanzi was shocked and angry, and had already moved his legs. Most of his immortal magic was related to magic. Changxiao Sect was the gate of magic and Taoism. There were not many people who were skilled in refining weapons. The only sword was for casting spells. Lian, there was no way to get close to him, so he turned around and ran away.

He took a step forward, and behind him there was the roar of flames and spiritual water, and auras of light shuttled around. It was obvious that Li Zhouwei was resisting the siege of several people. After hearing a sound, Li Zhouwei actually shuttled out of the flames and ran straight towards him. Come!

This man with golden eyes was covered in flames at this moment. The scales on [Yuan'e] were roasted reddish, and a faint light floated out under the strong pressure. Li Zhouwei used [Yuan'e] to turn into light and came forward, chanting a spell in his mouth. For a long time, the sunlight between the eyebrows has become extremely rich:

‘Looking down in all directions, all the dynasties worship me...all the spirits look down on me, and the sun is the god of heaven! ’

After chasing for three times in a row, the obsidian light finally turned into a bright white light beam and spurted out in an instant, which was as thick as a bucket. Yu Nanzi's pupils were instantly enveloped in boundless bright light.

He finally realized why the other party chased him three times in a row without leaving him any time to react.

‘It’s out of the aura range of [Yongjing Xuanhuan]! ’

"Boom!"

A gray light shield suddenly appeared on Yu Nanzi's body. The blazing Shangyao Fuguang was like a boiling earth demon, spreading over the entire light shield. He felt hot all over and gritted his teeth and said:

"White hairpin!"

His voice was quickly drowned in the Shangyao Fuguang, and it seemed that there was also a black flame accompanying it, which hit the shield heavily, making a hissing sound.

Yu Nanzi thought that the talisman on his body was powerful and was not afraid. He was even anxious and angry because such a precious talisman was used, and he sneered viciously.

But he raised his eyebrows and vaguely saw a little gold from the flickering light.

'This is...'

In an instant, Yu Nanzi's eyes became clear. He found that this was a small bottle with golden and red fire patterns engraved on it. It was only the size of a palm and was tilting down.

A little bit of liquid slowly flowed from the mouth of the bottle. It seemed to be extremely viscous. The liquid was actually covered with patterns, showing a frightening apricot yellow color.

Yu Nanzi was belatedly frightened. He wanted to move, but found that all the bright lights around him were just to imprison him.

"Tick."

Li Zhouwei suddenly pulled back his halberd. This [Dasheng] swept out a crescent-like halberd wind, with a strong black flame that turned the fire and water into a stream of light all over the sky. When the halberd turned back, the five people chasing behind him took a step back.

"Boom!"

A dazzling apricot-yellow light rushed into the sky, and several people couldn't help squinting their eyes. The already colorful salty lake was reflected as a golden lake. The majestic fire filled the sky in an instant, making the halo in the sky slightly dim.

Zhuang Daoren looked stunned. He was swept by the strong fire and was in a mess. The apricot-yellow flames on his robes rolled, but he practiced the fire of separation, so he was the least embarrassed among the few people. He covered the apricot-yellow flames on his sleeves and looked up.

The apricot yellow color dimmed slightly, and finally revealed its traces.

A strong storm of fire was rising slowly from behind the man with golden eyes. The apricot yellow flame swept over from behind. Li Zhouwei raised one hand forward, and the sharp edge of the Dasheng long halberd pointed flatly at the five people behind him. The arc-shaped halberd heart emitted circles of brilliance.

That bit of green and gloomy color had lost its spirituality, and it was stupidly shuttling in the arc-shaped halberd heart. The original sharp shape had been baked into an ellipse, struggling hard.

Li Zhouwei was wearing armor and holding a halberd. Behind him was the true Qi brilliance suppressed by the fire. The falling vision was turning into a crane with a gentle posture, and then it fluttered gracefully in the air for three or two times, and quickly turned into flames and fell.

‘Yu Nanzi is dead! The dignified Zifu descendant Yu Nanzi actually died like this! ’

The lake was golden, the morning light was bright, the fire rose to the sky, the white crane fell to the ground, and in the bright apricot-yellow light, Li Zhouwei's halberd seemed to have condensed all the golden color here, making it impossible for several people to open their eyes.

And his cold voice was resounding across the lake:

"Chang Xiao's personal teaching is nothing more than that."