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    But Li Yun didn't have primordial spirit after all.

    The consciousness of the water hole came: "Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother gave me a demon king's inner elixir..."

    Li Yun interrupted her pretending to be calm: "Don't be joking, a hundred-year-old Tonghe is just a young bird that hasn't grown evenly, let alone digestion, just swallowing it, three thousand years of inner core will be enough for you to explode and die... Alas, your demon clan, even if they live long, they grow too slowly."

    Puddle asked with a weeping voice, "What should I do?"

    "I'll give it a try." Li Yun licked his gān lips, "Every time we fight, it's Senior Brother and Xiao Qian who fight, and this time it's finally my turn."

    Puddle: "But you can't beat him."

    Li Yun laughed: "Junior sister, why are you so good at chatting? If I die, don't be afraid of being ugly. If you turn into a sparrow and hide in the crowd, they may not catch you."

    After speaking, Li Yun took a deep breath and jumped down from the back of the puddle. The scabbard took him into the air, and the sword in his hand was so clean that it seemed that he had never seen blood.

    Xuan Huáng saw early on that he had no primordial spirit at all, and did not take him seriously at all. With a flick of his sleeve, a long halberd appeared, and it rushed towards him like a raging fire. "

    Li Yun shouted loudly, and the sword was like a long rainbow - a journey of thousands of miles, a young man's tour.

    He is not very good at swordsmanship, and the first thing he remembered during the crisis was the first style that the master on Fuyao Mountain taught him.

    "Master, what is sword intent?"

    "Sword Intent, to put it simply, when you practice this style, what are you thinkingwhat are you thinking?"

    "I feel like I'm about to fly. I want to go out and see what's going on outside. Master, when are you taking us down the mountain to play? Oh, yes, I also want to see what's in the back mountain... ouch."

    "Don't keep thinking about running to the back mountain and making trouble, how many times have you told your teacher about you? You son of a bitch, why don't you listen..."

    Before Li Yunjian arrived, Jianfeng had already slammed into the firelight brought out by the long halberd without hesitation. The firelight was like a cloud of fire split by a strong wind. All the scattered true essence in his inner palace condensed a little, and in an instant, Zi Mansion opened, the sea of ​​anger changed, and the primordial spirit was first formed. It seemed that something suddenly woke up in his heart, and thousands of people and things in the world were a bit slower...

    The saber finally collided with the halberd.

    The sword was lost, and it was broken into three pieces.

    However, the remaining Sword Intent was like a ray of uninhibited wind, whistling away from the dull iron blade, sweeping out without restraint, and the fire could not stop its footsteps.

    Xuanhuan was taken aback, and he couldn't dodge for a while, and a half-inch-long cut was drawn on his face.

    However, Li Yun was hit by the halberd, and his whole body was thrown back, and he fell straight from the weak scabbard. Tong He quickly caught him with a whistling sound, flapping his wings vigorously and flying away.

    Li Yun had severe pain in his chest, but he felt very happy for no apparent reason. He thought, "Oh, it turns out that as long as you are not afraid of pain or injury, it is such a pleasant fight to risk your life."

    While thinking about this, he took out a dozen talismans from his arms and glanced at random in front of him. He poured his true energy and raised his hand to hit the sky. Seeing that, Xuan Huáng, who was chasing after him, instinctively With a slap with the halberd, the talisman instantly turned into powder in front of his eyes, blasting out thousands of fire-bellied grasshoppers, all of them daringly rushed towards Xuan Huáng, causing a rain of grasshoppers. .

    This thing is specially used to deal with the powerful, whoever is stronger, whoever breaks the spell a little more, will hit more grasshoppers.

    This is Li Erye's method.

    Li Yun said in his heart, "Nine series are just nine series."

    Alas, the fight was enjoyable, but my chest was so painful.

    Xuan Huáng was annoyed by his endless small tricks, and suddenly let out a long whistle, his whole person grew ten times in the air, like an iron tower, and the mountain and tsunami pressed down his pillar-like halberd.

    It seemed that the puddle and Li Yun would be shot to death below.

    At this time, Tang Zhen finally made his move.

    Li Yun had never seen Tang Zhen make a move, and in his impression, the man seemed to be similar to himself. Although he knew a lot, he was basically a liar, and his health was not good. He had never seen him take any weapons.

    Tang Zhen had no weapons. He used a pair of fleshy palms to support the mountain-like halberd. His hands seemed to be made of gold and jade.

    Tang Zhen said without looking back, "Daoyou Li, have you figured out your strategy?"

    Li Yun, who was almost shot to death, breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "The day after tomorrow."

    Tang Zhen said: "It's almost the same as my calculation - if I guessed correctly, it should be in that carriage, you go."

    Li Yun hesitated for a moment: "Then you..."

    His voice fell, and suddenly Tang Zhen frowned. The hands holding the halberd made a terrible "cluck" sound. The next moment, from the tip of his finger to his wrist, it cracked like a stone. After a loud noise, Tang Zhen's hands fell apart.

    He took three steps back abruptly, but not a single drop of blood flowed from his empty sleeve.

    Xuan Huáng smiled and said: "I said what magical powers do you have, it turned out to be just a refined corpse——"

    Tang Zhen coughed twice in a low voice, with a face that he was dying soon, but said in his mouth, "Everyone will die one day, so don't worry, fellow Daoist."

    After he finished speaking, there was a dark surging in his sleeve, and a pair of bones grew out of the gentle man, which looked extremely terrifying. Tang Zhen said: "You don't need to worry about Li Daoyou, I still have some means."

    Li Yun has always distrusted Tang Zhen, because Tang Zhen can't think about it at all, it's too scary to think about it, but at this time, there is no one to count on except him.

    He suddenly heard someone shout, "Second Master!"

    Li Yun looked down and saw a sword thrown on the ground, it was Nian Da who had snot and tears.

    Li Yun took it in his hands and said decisively to Shuikang, "Go!"

    Then, a man chased up with his sword, it was You Liang.

    You Liang: "I protect the law for the senior."

    The two of them flew towards the carriage like a shooting star.

    The divine bird Tonghe will only find out that her cultivation is not high unless she really moves her hands. From the appearance, it is still very intimidating. No matter how bad You Liang is, she is also a sword cultivator with Yuanshen. , opened the way like a broken bamboo.

    As soon as the puddle opened his mouth, he spit out a real fire of samadhi. Those monks were not afraid, but Pegasus was so frightened that he panicked, and the air convoy fled in all directions.

    arrive!

    Li Yun was overjoyed, a sword energy had already been drawn across, and he slashed the curtain of the car with the embroidered Nine Dragons. He was about to open the curtain with a sword, and suddenly a white to transparent hand stretched out from it. .

    That hand grabbed the tip of his sword like a flower, and at the same time, the man in the car raised his head, suddenly smiled at Li Yun, and said in a low voice, "After so many years, some juniors dare to tear me apart. The car curtain, the spirit is commendable."

    At that moment, Li Yun felt an indescribable horror - he spent all day hanging out with Yan Zhengming, Cheng Qian and the like. Although he knew that he couldn't beat anyone, he never really had such a deep sense of fear towards anyone.

    No... This person is by no means a royal slut made out of pills.

    Sen Leng's killing intent spread in the gentle smile of the man in the dragon robe, You Liang turned back suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Be careful—"

    Li Yun's heart seemed to be caught.

    At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from under their feet.

    The man in the dragon robe let out a "Huh", but he was surprised that he didn't care about killing Li Yun, and let him fall straight down, and was caught by the puddle whose wings were almost swaying.

    The next moment, a surge of demonic energy roared into the sky, and then, Frost Cold's sword intent seemed to come from outside the sky, and the sword light was everywhere, and the Nine Dragons carriage fell apart immediately. In mid-air, he glanced around, rubbed his chin lightly, and said, "Being able to break out of the sealed ten-square array, a few of you have some morality."

    Three people and one demon were already in the four corners, surrounding the man in the dragon robe in the middle.

    With a sword in one hand and his fan in the other, Yan Zhengming said to Wu Changtian on the side: "Hey, who, who do you think this old monster who calls himself a prince is this emperor? Why is his face blurred? It's like a white face, aren't those concubines scared to death when they see it at night?"

    Wu Changtian couldn't understand Yan Niangniang's worries and feelings of "things hurt their kind", and said with an ugly face: "Sect Master Yan is laughing."

    Chapter 92

    After Wu Changtian finished speaking, he stepped forward and bowed to the ground: "Meet the third prince."

    Cheng Qian watched coldly, feeling weird, and said to himself, "Which prince wears a dragon robe?"

    I saw that this "Three Kings" had a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, and the complex and bloated robe was not abrupt at all when he was wearing it. He spoke and behaved with a certain kind of politeness and condescension.

    "Oh, no ceremony." The third prince made a modest gesture of support to Wu Changtian. He heard Yan Zhengming's unkind words, but he was not annoyed at all. The door? Forgive me for being closed for too long, I don’t know which faction you are in charge of?”

    Yan Zhengming is used to being arrogant. At this time, seeing a man who is more arrogant than him - and looks more arrogant, it's almost as if the big-tailed peacock has met a similar person with a longer tail than himself. He was relieved, and he was locked up in the ten-square formation for a long time. He didn't have a good face at the moment, and he said with a smile: "Hmph, no-name, what's the point."

    The third prince's eyes fell on the head seal on his neck, "Ah", and he seemed to suddenly realize: "It turned out to be a junior of Fuyao, no wonder - I remembered, this is not far from the old site of Fuyao Mountain? Alas, These many people are really disturbing, and Sect Master Yan includes them."

    Wu Changtian said with a sullen face: "In those days, the three princes defied all opinions and built Tianyan Office with one hand, giving us an identity that is convenient for us to walk in the world. All of us are grateful. We are not ungrateful people. We made an agreement with the royal family, but the third prince is not kind, right?"

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