Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 87

Outside the meeting hall.

It is a square paved with gray and white marble, usually the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect gather here when the sect master wants to give a lecture.

Occasionally, the two elders will give a public lecture and practice spiritual skills.

Although they were a little bit cowardly, they were the foundation-building monks, and their advice to the Qi-refining monks could be considered meaningful.

In fact, the reason why the two elders are supported by some disciples at this time is inseparable from their previous public lectures.

The grace of teaching, no matter where it is placed, is a heavier kindness.

At this moment, Li Hu and Zhou Renjie occupy one side, suspended in mid-air.

The foundation-building monks condensed their spiritual knowledge, and their imperial weapons flew in the air as if they were walking on flat ground, so the battlefield of the foundation-building monks was generally in the air.

In the air, the release of spiritual spells is more free, the angle is more tricky, and the situation is more complicated.

Similarly, air-to-ground suppression is also an important reason why the Foundation Establishment Realm crushes the Qi Refining Realm.

If Qin Jing hadn't been tricked and forcibly taken away by a set of insidious tricks before, Fang Chang and the two of them might not have been able to beat him.

At this moment, Li Hu and Zhou Renjie were fighting fairly in full view, so they naturally had to show the demeanor of a foundation-building monk.

When Fang Chang and Elder Tang walked out of the hall shoulder to shoulder, they saw the battle start.

Zhou Renjie took the lead in attacking, and the flying sword, the spiritual weapon under his feet, followed him, and flew away instantly, the light of the sword surged, and then the light of the sword split, turning into light-shaped flying swords behind him.

But in the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying swords have been separated.

"disease!"

Hundreds of flying swords turned into storms and crossed the sky, turning into a mighty white tiger with its teeth and claws stretched halfway.

This white tiger is seven or eight meters long, and its momentum is astonishing. Looking at it from a distance, it feels frightening.

"hiss……"

Elder Tang stood beside Fang Chang, looking at the battlefield in front of him, and began to explain aptly.

He heard him take a breath first, and said in surprise:
"No wonder Zhou Renjie dared to threaten to deal with me and Elder Wan, it turned out that his Qingsong Sword Art has improved again.

This trick of turning sword into light is more powerful than when he came to the Spirit Sword Gate to worship the mountain.

Elder Wan and I want to take over, I'm afraid it will be difficult. "

Fang Chang asked: "Have you fought against each other?"

Elder Tang showed a look of shame on his face: "I have tried a few tricks, and he relied on his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment, so we have a small loss.

At the beginning, he mainly came to challenge Sect Master Qin.

But Sect Master Qin didn't show up at all, just sat in the backyard, called out the flying sword from the air, and repelled his three moves.

If it wasn't for Madam's face, he would have to keep some spare parts.

I only regret that the head of the Qin sect was too soft-hearted at the beginning, and let Zhou Renjie go.

Unexpectedly, not only was he ungrateful, but he even wanted to take action when the Lingjian Sect was in dire straits and seize the great foundation of the Lingjian Sect.

I just hope that the door master can teach him a good lesson this time. "

Fang Chang, who was trying to seize the great foundation of the Spirit Sword Sect, nodded without changing his face and said:
"It's really hateful."

How dare you steal his business!
"But he's done."

While the two were talking.

Li Hu had already stood up in the void, lowered his waist and stood up, drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

After all, Yujianshu is a great swordsmanship that a sword fairy can study for a lifetime. Li Hu was able to get started in just two months, and he is already a genius in heaven when he initially uses sword light to escape.

It is still immature to fight against the enemy with the skill of controlling the sword, and it is not yet fully grasped.

When he and Fang Chang went up the mountain, he got instructions from Fang Chang.

If you can shoot cleanly, don't procrastinate.

No matter how strong the mouth cannon is, it will eventually serve as a support, and it basically depends on one's own strength enough to suppress the audience.

But if you really overwhelm people with force, you will fall into a thankless situation.

The two complement each other and are indispensable.

There must be both oral strength and convincing reasons.

So Li Hu chose his most confident fighting method.

The heavy snow bow becomes a bow, and the flying sword becomes an arrow——Bingjia psychic art!
Unity of mind and mind, unity of man and arrow.

The bow of the Daxue bow made a muffled sound of being overwhelmed.

then--

boom!
A beam of light shot out, leaving circles of white air rings along the way.

Under this beam of light, Zhou Renjie's sword-like white tiger is like a delicate kitten, with its teeth and claws open, but it has no strength to resist.

The flying sword penetrated inch by inch from the white tiger's head, and then saw the white tiger's head shattered, and the sword energy shattered one after another.

Then the flying sword was inserted into the white tiger's body.

There was a crisp sound of clang in the air.

It was Li Hu's flying sword that collided with Zhou Renjie's real flying sword.

The tip of the sword is to the tip of the sword, just like the tip of a needle is to the awn of wheat.

next moment.

The blade of Li Hu's flying sword shattered into countless fragments.

However, Zhou Renjie's flying sword wailed, the blade bent, and fell to the ground with a clang, losing all its power.

This blow.

Zhou Renjie seems to have the upper hand.

"Master Sect Master?"

Elder Tang stood apart from Fang Chang indiscriminately.

Fang Chang pretended not to see it, but sighed inwardly.

This time, he suffered from Feijian's level.

The flying sword Li Hu used was only the high-grade magic weapon flying sword of the young master of the Spirit Sword Sect. When it collided head-on, it was naturally inferior to Zhou Renjie's spiritual weapon flying sword.

As for Qin Jing's flying sword, because of his loss of spirituality and being too deeply involved with Qin Jing, it is now a piece of scrap iron and must be re-refined before it can be used.

But the plan is not going well, and it is also planned.

Nothing is foolproof.

As for whether Li Hu can beat Zhou Renjie, he has no doubts, the difference is only a matter of a few tricks.

After all, Li Hu hasn't exploded and transformed yet.

The giant spirit body, the ultimate supernatural power is the law of heaven and earth, incarnate as a giant who stands up to the sky, and every move is accompanied by wind and thunder.

Picking up the stars and taking the moon, chasing the mountains and the seas, but just waiting.

It's just that it's not beautiful after all.

How can a majestic swordsman hit people with his fists while being shirtless?

If you want to smash it, you have to smash it secretly.

But in the next moment, Li Hu gave him a surprise.

I saw that the fragments of the shattered magic weapon flying sword were forcibly glued together by an incredible force in the air, turning into a complete flying sword again, and attacking Zhou Renjie with undiminished power.

Zhou Renjie, who was about to taunt a few words, changed his face drastically, and quickly made a formula in his hand, calling for his flying sword.

But from the blow just now, his flying sword was also severely damaged. Now lying on the ground, he moved a few times, as if undergoing cardiac resuscitation.

Finally, the flying sword started to move, trembling and slow, like an old man in his 80s or [-]s.

"Damn!"

Zhou Renjie had no time to wait for his flying sword.

He made another talisman, a burst of blue light appeared on his body, his flying speed soared, and he narrowly avoided the blow of the flying sword.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a sudden chill behind his back.

He lowered his head, and a sword energy streaked across his scalp, and half of his long hair fell freely with the wind.

When he touched it, it was covered in blood.

Slow down for a moment, and this sword will cut off his head.

But it's not over yet, Feijian was stained with blood, and seemed to become more excited, like a shark smelling fishy, ​​swimming towards Zhou Renjie again.

Zhou Renjie backed away quickly, and with a wave of his cuffs, another magic weapon like a fishing net unfolded, glowing red, trying to grab this flexible flying sword.

The flying sword exploded in the air, and turned into thousands of dust-like fragments.

This net came back in vain.

Although Zhou Renjie is fast, how can he be as fast as Feijian.

The fragments condensed into flying swords again, and passed through Zhou Renjie's neck with a whoosh, leaving a bloodstain.

"The next sword will cut off your head!"

Li Hu's cold voice came out.

Zhou Renjie's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his eyes were fixed on the flying sword cruising in the void. It seemed that it would fall again at any moment.

Naturally, he still has a way to go.

It's just that he thought to himself that even if he resorted to all means, he might not be able to defeat the Meteor Flying Sword just now.

And listening to Li Hu's tone, it doesn't look like a joke.

In case he no longer cares about his background of the Changsong faction, he will kill him.

At that time, even if Shimen avenged him, he would not be able to survive, so it is better to leave it to a useful body.

He had a certain thought, so he threw his sleeves to the ground and said loudly:

"I don't care about the matter of the Spirit Sword Sect anymore!"

After all, he stepped on his long-overdue flying sword, and flew out of the mountain gate of Spirit Sword Gate with a whoosh, without the slightest bit of nostalgia.

"Brother!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman showed a look of panic, but she saw that his senior brother turned around once.

(End of this chapter)