Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1240 Bloody

He Lianyan's eyes have always been very strange, and Li Ji has never understood it.

He only knew that this boy seemed to have popped out of Xirong suddenly, and he was already very powerful when he appeared. No one knew which family he was from, and no one knew which practitioner he studied under.This person suddenly appeared and worked for Anbu and the Zen Academy at the same time. He had an unusual influence among the Xirong people, but no matter who the Xirong people were, they kept silent about his origin.

The contacts between Li Ji and He Lianyan were basically in the process of fighting.

No matter where it is, as long as this boy appears, nothing good will happen.

After He Lianyan tried to get in touch with Ying Baoyue in the cloud forest, Li Ji's fear and disgust for this person almost reached the peak, but no matter how disgusted he was, Li Ji found that he could not kill him.

Walking on the edge of life and death for many years, this person is like a ghost, a ghost who can't stop cutting no matter how much he swings his sword.

Li Ji didn't understand what kind of environment could make such a cultivator, but his Taoism was extremely strong. As a cultivator, he either didn't swing the sword, or when he swung the sword, he didn't hesitate.

With a swish, the hair outside Helianyan's mask was shaved off, looking at the giant bridge cut off from the tip of his nose that was attached to his mask, Helianyan laughed out loud, "You really have a heart like iron, what have you experienced? To be so steadfast."

Even though they were talking, the high-speed battle between the two continued. He Lianyan, who watched the three weapons jumping between his hands as if dancing and teasing Li Ji, the practitioners in the audience held their breaths and were very focused. incredible.

"This Xirong man... what kind of monster?"

No, compared to a monster, if he is not from Xirong, if Helianyan was born in the Central Plains, this person should have another title.

Ji Jiashu fixedly watched this scene.

That is genius.

Helianyan is undoubtedly a fighting genius.

If he was born in a family in the Central Plains, He Lianyan would undoubtedly become a highly sought-after son of the family, get the best resources, and receive the most respect.

But such a person is a Xirong killer.

Ji Jiashu didn't know what Helianyan's face looked like under that mask, but the demeanor of this boy's every move was different from that of the Xirong people around him, including Chunyu Ye, who was the king of Zhai. Ji Jiashu had no doubts in the scene of Kong Hou Shi, if Helianyan wanted to pretend, he could easily pretend to be a suave son of a family.

Perhaps in an assassination, he had done just that.

Faced with He Lianyan's ridicule, Li Ji remained silent, and the sword in his hand maintained a high speed. Sparks flew between the two of them, and the light of the sword gradually turned bloody.

The two began to see blood.

"Is it coming soon?"

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath.

"When is the time?" Zhao Guang found that Li Ji had started to get injured, his heart was pounding, and he turned his head suddenly when he heard this.

"The true energy of both of them has been consumed to a certain extent," Ying Baoyue said, "Whoever can last longer is the key to victory."

Zhao Guang made a groan in his throat.

He has heard of it.

In the battle between practitioners with similar realms and similar strengths, the final fight is not at the peak state, but at the limit state.

"It's like a battle of ranks between us," Dongfang Yi looked at the battle in the distance with his hands behind his back on the viewing booth, and glanced sideways at Xu Canghai who was standing beside him.

"This Xirong kid, do you know him?"

Xu Canghai watched Jian Guang surrounded by Li Ji and He Lianyan without speaking.

The next moment he said lightly, "It's not easy to catch."

Dongfang Yi's old eyes flickered slightly, not very easy to catch, that means Xu Canghai tried to catch this practitioner who called himself He Lianyan?
"You adopted son is not serious," Xu Canghai looked at Li Ji and said indifferently, "Who gave him the acupuncture point sealed by the golden needle?"

"I don't know," Dongfang Yi said, "He found someone himself."

Wasn't it Dongfang Yi's hands?Xu Canghai narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment his eyes fell on the blood on the stone platform in the distance, his eyebrows moved, "Wait, do these two people have brain problems?"

Dongfang Yi frowned and was about to refute, but what happened on the distant stone platform at the next moment also shocked him.

"Tick."

Dozens of formation masters tried their best to defend the crumbling formation. The formation blocked all the real energy and sword wind that would threaten the audience, but it did not block anything that could not threaten the people around.

"Tick."

Ying Baoyue and others stood under the stage, staring blankly at the blood oozing from the edge of the stone platform.

The blood red dripped from the edge and flowed all the way to Ying Baoyue's feet.

She lowered her head slightly, looking at the bright red on the soles of her feet.

This is the blood of Li Ji and He Lianyan.

Fights between high-level practitioners rarely see blood, and even if blood is seen, they will not fight to such an extent, because everything the high-level practitioners do is to improve their realm and compete for cultivation resources. , this is putting the cart before the horse.

But at this moment, the fighting between the two highest-level opponents on the stage has entered an extremely tragic level.

The sword wind howled, tearing the air like a devil, mixed with blood, which made everyone jump in fear.

"Forget about Li Ji, why is this Xirong man fighting so hard? Do you just want the scabbard of Da Siming so much?"

Zhao Guang stood under the tree, covered his mouth, and let out a mournful cry.

No matter how many tricks He Lianyan had, Zhao Guang did not believe that Li Ji would lose.But he didn't expect He Lianyan to be so difficult to deal with, dragging Li Ji into a fight of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Facing Li Ji, who was still as silent as a rock no matter how many attacks he endured, He Lianyan unexpectedly showed a bloodiness that was unbelievable for practitioners in the Central Plains, and his whole body erupted like a dragon-slaying aura.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't use any means, just challenged directly and attacked repeatedly.

"In the face of that Zhaohua Jun, he can fight such a battle..."

Under the stage, a practitioner who had been defeated by Li Ji murmured.

Practitioners of Soochow know that the most terrifying thing about Li Ji in battle is his calmness and stability, like a high mountain, mysterious and silent, invincible.

This kind of calmness and persistence can easily make the opponent despair, but He Lianyan launched countless attacks nonchalantly, even if he was beaten bloody, his breath did not change at all.

These two people made the practitioners in the audience feel the same kind of terror.

"I don't know if you have heard of a saying," He Lianyan looked at Li Ji and smiled, "The strength of a practitioner comes from his obsession. The deeper the obsession, the stronger the power."

Li Ji was still silent, and He Lianyan waved the short spear in his hand indifferently, but the next moment, a calm male voice suddenly came from next to his ear, "Then why are you fighting?"

"Me?" He Lianyan knew that Li Ji was not asking him the reason for this fight, but his reason all along.

Normally, he wouldn't be bothered to answer, but today he was so hot from killing that Helianyan spoke with a smile.

"I want to set someone free."

Li Ji glanced at He Lianyan amidst the intersecting sword lights, "Then just kill him."

"Unfortunately, I can't kill him." He Lianyan raised his hand with a smile, and took his sword, "Now, I'm curious about one thing."

"How much will it weaken you to make you lose in the next battle?"

(End of this chapter)