"What a pity?"
Li Yao asked with a frown.
"In the last ten years, I''ve met three people who are worth killing. Unfortunately, I can''t let go to kill them."
Yan Liren lamented, "Wang Xi is the first person worthy of killing, but at that time he was powerful. The elder martial brother of the leader only asked me to compete with him, but he didn''t want me to kill him. It''s better not to kill him than to kill him!"
"When we can kill him, this guy who is better than a ghost will run away long ago."
"Qi Zhongdao is naturally the second, but the elder martial brother said that he is the first monk in the world, the giant pillar of Da Qian''s cultivation. I can win and lose him, but I''d better not kill him."
"Now, in one day, I met you again."
"You, like Wang Xi and Qi Zhongdao, are all worthy of my efforts to kill incisively and vividly. It''s a pity that if the elder martial brother of the leader wants to recruit you to be an elder priest, he can''t kill you. Is that a pity? What a pity
When Yan Liren said this, he suddenly fixed his eyes, tilted his head and wrinkled his bald brow, as if thinking about a very tangled problem.
Li Yao frowned and said, "what are you thinking about?"
"I wonder if I should betray Ziji Jianzong. No matter how many messy instructions and rules there are, I just want to kill you and Qi Zhongdao."
Yan Liren replied casually, and then continued to ponder.
He looked at Li Yao, Qi Zhongdao not far away, and the yuan infant masters around Qi Zhongdao. Once again, he was chanting and calculating. He didn''t know what he was calculating.
All the Yuanying masters who had been swept by his eyes gave birth to a shivering and piercing feeling!
Even some of the first-class experts at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty subconsciously went back half a step.
"Forget it!"
Yan Liren thought about the little half of Zhu Xiang''s time, suddenly stretched out his right thumb and index finger, and made a "hair" gesture. He said with a smile, "if your strength is a little stronger, it''s really just a little bit, it''s worth my betraying Ziji Jianzong and enjoying the fun of killing you! Now you, after all, are not worth my leaving Ziji Jianzong, a place where I can practice sword comfortably! "
All the practitioners around, no matter the Ziji Jianzong camp or taixuan road side, were stunned. They didn''t know how to react to Yan Liren''s words!
Li Yao''s eyes twitched violently.
Crazy roar from the bottom of my heart: "asshole, it''s a good time for the master to come on the stage and become famous. Do you want to exaggerate like this? You''ll take away all his mother''s fame!"
"Yan Dao"
Li Yao''s face sank, his voice lengthened, his mind turned, and he thought hard about how to get the limelight back.
All of a sudden!
Li Yao''s pupils, nostrils, pores, heart, intestines and stomach!
All the organs that can contract all over the body have contracted to the limit!
He didn''t hear any sound or see any light. He just felt that he suddenly fell into a strange world!
In this world, the concept of time has been extended to almost infinite, every dust in the air is like a very slow motion in the slow dance, and the picture of his life is like a lantern in front of you!
From the dark purple dense and rust colored sewage in the magic weapon tomb to the restless days and nights in the training ground in middle school, to the flash of Ding lingdang''s teeth when he met Ding lingdang for the first time, to Mojiao Island, Dahuang war yard, skeletal Dragon Star, flying star realm, spider nest star, blood demon realm, return to Tianyuan realm, Kunlun ruins, dark nebula!
His life has been divided into tens of thousands of pictures, arranged from top to bottom, like a large parallel net.
And his consciousness fell from above, bumped through the big nets, and kept falling, falling, falling all the way to the eternal darkness without anything!
"Whew!"
There was a very strange sound in Li Yao''s head. He didn''t even respond to it. He just held a fragment of Ou Yezi''s memory in his mouth and raised his head foolishly.
Yan Liren''s sword!
The fourth sword, which was above the three giant swords used by the giant soldier, was unprepared, unpredictable and unpredictable. It crossed Li Yao''s throat like this!
But the shrill sound in the depths of Li Yao''s brain was not the sound of Yan Liren''s sword.
But, the life of Li Yao, the voice of crazy passing!
"Bang!"
The strange lantern burst, and Li Yao''s spirit trembled. He returned to the real world and found that Yan Liren was still expressionless, standing calmly on the opposite lonely peak.
His hands were still on both sides of his body, and the jeweled "fourth sword" was also honestly inserted in his waist. From the perspective of sword and belt, he did not move a cent.
Looking over Yan Liren''s shoulder, Li Yao observed the clouds in the sky. Judging from the gathering and scattering degree of the clouds, the time passed by 0.1 second at most.
But he seemed to be on the verge of death and spent a long life!
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
Li Yao''s pupils couldn''t help but enlarge. There was a strange sound of rusty gears in his throat. His hands trembled violently and slowly covered his neck.
It''s like that his whole neck, including the cervical artery, cervical vertebra and central nervous system, was cut off by Yan Li Ren''s fourth sword and had to be supported by his hands to ensure that his head would not fall down.
It''s wet in the fingers, and there''s liquid permeating out.
It''s not blood. It''s a cold sweat thicker than blood.
Li Yao''s face was as grey as ashes. He knelt down on one knee slowly. He felt a bout of nausea and vomiting, almost vomiting all the viscera.
"This is my fourth sword."
Yan Liren poked out his big white and fat head and asked seriously, "is it good-looking? Is there anything to improve?"
"You killed me!"
Li Yao''s voice was extremely hoarse, shrill and shocking. "You killed me in the illusion with your sword! How is that possible? How can there be such a terrible swordsman as you
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar!
Everyone only saw the two people talking on the two isolated peaks. Suddenly, "master lingjiu" had a strange expression. He covered his neck and slowly fell to the ground on one knee.
It was not until Li Yao said "you killed me" that people suddenly realized that Yan Liren''s fourth sword had been used in the way of "sword meaning"!
"This --"
Everyone was shocked, at a loss, shocked to the extreme!
And Lee''s shock is more than the sum of them!
He is different from these ancient Xiuzhen. He has seen a big scene in modern Xiuzhen civilization. Not to mention Xiao xuance and Zhou Hengdao, even the legendary Pangu people have killed themselves!
But he had never seen such a terrible sword!
I didn''t even think that relying on the ancient cultivation system, I could condense such a sword that was so amazing, but colorless, tasteless and invisible!
I can''t stop it!
Even if you wear crystal armor, you can''t stop it!
Even hiding in the crystal warship can''t stop it!
Even if you put on the strongest form of Xuangu battle armor, or control the giant magic weapon... It may not be able to block it!
For the first time, Li yaotou felt that in the world of "self-cultivation", perhaps there are some things that can''t be calculated, measured or analyzed!
Yan Liren''s sword is one of them!
"Why?"
He was hoarse. Every word he uttered was like a steel blade stirring in his throat. "Your realm will never be much higher than mine. Why is your sword so fast?"
Yan Liren looked at Li Yao with a kind of "you''ll never understand" eyes, and some of them were dispirited with a smile: "you don''t understand, you and I are not the same kind of people, so even if your realm is higher than mine, you can never wield such a sword!"
"What?"
Li Yao growled, "I don''t understand!"
"You, Wang Xi and Qi Zhongdao, you are one kind of people, but I am totally different from you."
Yan Li said, "you, Wang Xi and Qi Zhongdao, your realm may be high enough, your magic power may be powerful enough, your magic weapon may be powerful enough, but I see many things in your eyes except sword."
"In addition to the sword in your hand, you have a lot to rely on, wisdom, power, power, or other messy things."
"What you are pursuing is far from a sword, which can be brought about by a fight."
"This arena is not your battlefield, at least not all of you."
Lee was silent.
Yan Liren is right.
Wang Xi, the great eunuch of Quan Yan, set up the spy and assassin organization "ghost Charms" to stir up the whole cultivation world.
Qi Zhongdao is not strong enough to be recognized as the leader of the cultivation world. He is good at making rules and letting everyone abide by his rules.
Li Yao himself, not to mention that he has never regarded himself as a pure warrior. What he can rely on is not only the sword in his hand, but also the strong support of the whole three worlds!
No matter Wang Xi, Qi Zhongdao or Li Yao, they are not pure fighters. They want too much. They really can''t get it in a small sword testing ground.
"You are not true, sincere or pure to your sword."
Yan Li said, "that''s not to say that you don''t believe in your own sword. It''s just that you can''t gamble everything on your own sword. There are many other things on your way of practice that you can get by other means."
"But I''m not like you."
"I only have sword. I only believe in sword. I''m sure this sword can solve all the problems between heaven and earth. If it can''t solve them, it''s just that this sword is not fast enough and not good enough!"
"This is the difference between you, Wang Xi, Qi Zhongdao and me. The difference doesn''t matter, but you will never be able to wield my sword, because in your bones, you don''t want to wield such a sword, and you don''t believe that such a sword will exist in the world, which is worth your life to pursue!"