Only then could Li Yijie carefully examine the situation inside the hall. There were still darkness around him, with only a few oil lamps lit at the corners. The flames were clearly extinguished, and the shadows suddenly stretched and shone on the wall. When he was in this situation, the most common thing seemed like a yin claw tentacle. This hall was not so much a palace, but rather a huge tomb sleeping underground. The atmosphere was extremely depressing, which always made people think about it and felt that there seemed to be some monster hidden in the boundless darkness.

Nangong Xuezao was a woman, and she was afraid and couldn't help but post it to Li Yijie. She ignored her temper with Li Yijie just now, and when she was in a critical moment, she subconsciously relied on her childhood sweetheart senior brother.

The environment here is too lonely, and Li Yijie's thoughts are as bright as ever. Not long after, he thought of the wrong way: "Xue'er's experience in the battle is scarce. The formation just now was weird, and even I couldn't react at once. How could she not think about it and just break it easily? If someone had been giving advice before..."

Nangong Xueya Guan Ge fought and said, "Senior Brother, why are there no one else here?"

When Li Yijie heard her crisp voice, he was in a daze. He was wrong to blame her for the subjective hope. On the other hand, a girl regarded herself as a supporter, which made people feel satisfied. So he shook his head, shook his suspicion, and pretended to be happy and said, "It's better that no one," which means that although we joined the last one, we were the first one. This can definitely beat that boy Lu Qian. Haha, the leader of the alliance made a move, and it was indeed extraordinary!" He could not hear the collision of outside weapons in the hall. He thought that the leader liked quietness. When building the walls, he applied special materials to isolate the noise.

Nangong Xue was only funny. He had never heard of the four words "extraordinary" used by anyone to praise him. But when he thought of him saying that he was sure to win Lu Qian was just the pleasure of victory after two martial artists' competition, he was not just to marry him, or even to make an unexaggerated guess. Even the thought of gladly helping her turn Lu Qian was not moved. He felt a burst of sadness and said coldly: "Yes, senior brother, you are very skilled in martial arts, these people are not your opponent..."

Li Yijie was not good at judging women's minds, and he didn't hear her tone of dealing with them. He was very good at martial arts since he was a child, and the happiest thing was to listen to others praise his martial arts. Junior Sister Xueer gave him the most tricks. Sometimes even if she beat her one and a half-stage, she could start from the beginning. First, talk about martial arts mutual generation and mutual restraint, and then combine the sword moves he used to find out which move has flaws for him. Which move will open the empty door after it is used, so that the enemy can take advantage of the situation. He also talked in detail about which sword he used, how the enemy should dodge and fight back. He was very silenced, and he often made him speechless.

Li Yijie first thought she was long-winded, but later as time went by, perhaps he had listened to it once or twice, and immediately told her that even the master was not as clear and easy to understand as she said. Nangong Xue was still filled with cotton in her heart, and she was so happy that she was floating on the clouds. In the impression that Li Yijie left was that it was not easy to praise her, so she was particularly happy today.

Nangong Xue saw Li Yijie suddenly appearing happy, but her mood became even more depressed. He understood that he had no idea about his troubles, and he just wanted to immerse himself in pride. He sighed and pulled out the sword he used when he was just facing the enemy from the sheath, handed it to Li Yijie, and said seriously: "Senior brother, this is just the first battle. The disciples guarding the gate are usually not very clever. I don't know which strong enemies there are in the back. You... take this sword."

When you have profound martial arts attainments, every blade of grass and tree can be used as weapons. At this time, if you can hold a sharp sword, your ability to defend against the enemy will increase exponentially. Therefore, experts often run around to collect a suitable weapon. The more famous a person is, the more they have to consider whether to match it. If you look too bad, you can only reduce your value when you look at the enemy.

Li Yijie was originally sincerely passionate about the sword. When he saw the heroes walking around the world carrying a luxurious weapon, traveling all over the world, doing chivalrous and righteousness, he was secretly envious in his heart. I don’t know if he was not lucky, and he never had the chance to get a good sword. But at this time he was not happy, and he seemed to have a strong hostility towards the sword, and it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, and it was in the past few days.

There are not many opportunities to see such a famous sword. When I thought about it, a light of inspiration suddenly appeared. I was so angry that I raised my arms and waved them away, saying, "I remember, this sword was...anime given to you by An Ye! This is called...it is..." Nangong Xue said, "Cangquan Dragon Roar." Seeing his reaction, my heart was already cold.

Li Yijie said, "Yes, what are the dragon roars in the Cangquan, the snake roars in the black pool, etc., take them away! Take them away! I won't use them, don't mess me up!" Nangong Xue was also so angry that she burst into flames and said, "What are you yelling at me? Is it necessary to hate the house so much? Senior brother, you are the leader of the martial arts world. You must be determined and responsible, how can you act so naive?"

Li Yijie sneered, "Okay, you said it well, I just hate the house and the ninth. I don't want to see anything related to him! That's his token to you. You forward it to me. What's wrong with this? Oh, if you don't say it, I forgot. An Yeyun loves to scold people for being naive. It seems that he is the only one in the world who is mature. Now you have learned it? Learning so fast, you can sell it now, right?"

Nangong Xue was so angry that she couldn't laugh and cry. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her upper body was so happy that she smiled back and forth, and she barely pressed her stomach, saying, "Senior Brother, you...I...you are so amazing. You can also make a statement about anything that can catch wind and shadow. This sword is not his, it is a sword passed down from generation to generation by the Huangshan School. At that time, Master Liu was holding it. Do you still have to make trouble?"

Li Yijie became even more angry when he heard this, and said, "The boy An Yeyun is dressed like a noble man. He looks so poor. He wants to offer favors to you, but he doesn't show off well. He stole other people's things to give you. He really thought that my junior sister is so shabby? And you are willing to accept it, and he really can do it. What's the point of giving you the thief? Why don't you give you your own sword?" Nangong Xue said, "He...he doesn't use a sword."

Li Yijie laughed strangely and walked away. Although this sentence was to tell the truth, it sounded like a sarcastic sarcastic to him, and he sneered and turned around in circles. Nangong Xue stood aside and tried to stop him several times, but when she spoke, she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to find an opportunity to tell him about burying explosives under the throne, and then discuss with him privately and come up with an idea, but looking at his current appearance, it was not a good time to talk.

The two were in a stalemate, and suddenly heard the "bang bang" sound. The bodies were wrapped up by a long whip and threw them into the hall. They were already dead. Nangong Xue looked in the voice and saw Lu Qian standing alone among a group of Shadow Sacrifice Churchmen, with a hideous smile on his face, as if he was experiencing the pleasure of killing. When he saw it, he looked more like a Demon Cultivator than a Demon Cultivator.

Seeing him move, he changed his body, spread his long whip, and hit the east and west in the formation, freely wielding his moves, attacking people's vital points. The internal force attached to the whip was very strong, and most of the people who were hit were broken, and they vomited blood and died. He was not like Li Yijie and Nangong Xue's subordinates, and he valued it not the actual process, but the final result. No matter whether others give in or not, he could kill to establish his authority, of course he would not let it stay at his hands. The killing methods were extremely cruel.

Li Yijie was annoyed by Nangong Xue, but he was particularly tolerant of external things. Seeing this scene, he felt unbearable, but he wanted to kill all the demons of the Demon Cult. As the leader of the alliance, he might not necessarily help the enemy. In the past few years, he had misunderstood as a lackey in the Qing Dynasty. He was speechless and did not want to cause trouble at this critical moment. He watched Lu Qian use a set of whip techniques and fight out a bloody way. He walked into the hall among the corpses of the culprits with his head held high, waved behind him, and led a group of peer disciples.

Li Yijie gritted the bullet and said, "Brother Lu Xian, so handsome." Lu Qian laughed and said, "It's easy to say, Brother Li is the leader of the alliance, so he will definitely not be bad. Alas, I haven't moved my muscles for so long, and I'm really unfamiliar with my hands. By the way, I don't need anyone else to help me. I just use one person and one whip to solve all these troubles."

When Li Yijie heard "It's not that bad," he still implied that his martial arts skills were worse than his. He said unhappily: "It's not that killing all the enemies is powerful, but..." He pointed to the corresponding Han Luomen and said: "It's only a clever way to seal the acupoints and turn them down one by one at a time. In other words, it's not that one person fights alone in the world, that's the ability, but that one must know how to cooperate with others, that's the real hero." Later, even he felt that these words were just a rude thing.

Lu Qian smiled and said, "Yes, yes, but we have something to say first. I, Lu, learn about Brother Li's kung fu, but not my eloquence. Is this kung fu not as much as the number of kills, but as the speed of success. So good, I won."

When Li Yijie heard his first few words, he nodded in agreement. He heard him proudly say the three words "I won" and felt absurd, and said, "Brother Lu, how can you open your eyes and tell lies? What does it mean that you won?"

Lu Qian said: "With these demons, whoever has the slower speed will win. Competing speed is a rule set in advance, so what are the objections?" Li Yijie never expected that he could still cheat and show a "slower" saying, "We just said that it was speed comparison, but there was no agreement on whether the winner was fast or slow..."

Lu Qianxie smiled and said, "Yes, who told you not to make an appointment in advance? Brother Li, don't be discouraged. This is called suffering a loss and learning a lesson. You can also play tricks on others in the future. Okay, Junior Sister Xueer is my wife. We are very loving, so it's better not to disturb her in the future. Although we have a close relationship, we should think about Xueer's innocence, and we must not avoid being suspicious of men and women."

Li Yijie tried his best to calm down. Although the couple was purely false, it was a nonsense to give him a price for a whole day. It was always bad for Nangong Xue’s reputation. He had to convince him. He said: “I can admit that he lost to you in the competition, but I never promised to use Xueer as a bet. What you said alone cannot be counted.” Lu Qian sneered: “We have sweared to swear by the high-fives. You did not cancel the bet in person at that time and came back to regret it later. That was to be untrustful and disrespectful to the gods.” Li Yijie said angrily: “It was clearly you who were cheating and sloppy…”

Nangong Xue knew that the most important thing for the children of the world was their martial arts attainments. In order to protect her, Li Yijie was willing to admit to Lu Qian that he failed in the martial arts competition. After all, she was still in his heart. He was moved, but he was puzzled. Why did he slander her every time he mentioned the night of death?

Lu Qian sneered: "President Li, we are all people with status and status in the world. If you say something, you can't deny it in a blink of an eye, right? If you turn your back on the competition and refuse to accept it, it is the privilege of the leader of the martial arts world, then I have nothing to say. But let the heroes of the world come and see what kind of vulgar villain their leader is? Let's see if no one is willing to obey you? Leader Li, there is a word I don't know if you have heard of it. I said I'm willing to bet, you should say--"

Without thinking, Li Yijie interrogated and said, "Accept the loss." Lu Qian laughed and said, "Okay! After all, he is the leader of the martial arts world, just knowing the general idea. So, have you finally accepted the loss?" Li Yijie said, "I said early in the morning that even if your methods are not brilliant enough, I don't have the brain to guard against you. It's my shortcomings and willing to admit defeat. However, Xueer's lifelong affairs cannot be counted as a bet." Lu Qian sneered, "Let's take advantage of the loopholes again. The two are one, and they cannot be separated even if they have strong points."
Chapter completed!