Supreme Sword King

Chapter 45: Misfortune Out of Mouth

Bang!Bang!Bang! ...

With overwhelming momentum, the fist broke through the defense of Peng Yong's palms, and hit Peng Yong's chest and abdomen fiercely.

Fortunately, Li Xian did not lose his sanity, the vortex of vitality on his palm dissipated, leaving only two layers of strength, Peng Yong was hit, but only spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and suffered serious injuries, not fatal.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Peng Yong was hit by Li Xian, and under the severe pain, he screamed again and again!

Thumb up!Peng Yong staggered back, embarrassed, facing Li Xian's attack, he was completely at a disadvantage and lost the ability to resist.

Li Xian is as powerful as a broken bamboo, majestic and majestic, for a moment he is bold and boundless, like a god of death.

Those young disciples of Xuanzong who were watching around were surprised when they saw Li Xian's jedi counterattack, and they defeated Peng Yong in an instant.

Peng Yong was defeated, and he didn't expect that he would lose so thoroughly that he had no strength to fight back.

"God-eating Spearmanship!!! Isn't this the kind of spearmanship that Shen Zixing and the Zixing Party would use? How could he use it, and he also mixed the spearmanship into boxing techniques? Could it be that Li Xian is from Shen Zixing!!!... A fear rose in Peng Yong's heart, "Earlier, Qingfengzi asked himself to destroy Li Xian's ambition. He thought that Qingfengzi hated this Li Xian too much. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid I was wrong. This Li Xian is Shen Zixing's people, and Qing Fengzi doesn't want to completely offend Shen Zixing, so he can't kill Li Xian, the only way is to torture Li Xian!"

At this moment Li Xianzheng felt refreshed, and expelled the bad breath from his heart, but he never thought that Peng Yong would mistake him for Shen Zixing's because he saw him using the 'God-eating Spear Technique'.

Bang bang bang!

Li Xian's palm was hard on Peng Yong's chest, and Peng Yong spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, his face was pale, and he was severely injured by Li Xian again!

"stop!"

At this moment, Liao Feiyu, who was wearing a purple robe, looked cold. With a wave of his right hand, a tiny needle suddenly burst out of his cuff!

It is indeed a tiny embroidery needle!

It's just that this small embroidery needle exudes a dazzling emerald green brilliance at this moment, swallowing this blue light, floating in front of Liao Feiyu.

"Li Xian, be careful, this is the 'soul-fixing needle', an intermediate treasure at the prefecture level!"

Ni Yi spoke hastily, and shouted at Li Xian.

"Oops!" Li Xian saw that the 'soul-fixing needle' was suspended in the air, and knew that it was an earth-level treasure, and its lethality could definitely kill him in one blow, not something his fist could handle.

He took a few steps back and let Peng Yong go.

However, Liao Feiyu didn't let go of Li Xian's thoughts, hissing, accompanied by a small sound, the embroidery needle glowing with green brilliance crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and rushed towards Li Xian's face.

With a flash of blue light, like an explosion, it enveloped the world, enveloping Li Xian in it.

Li Xian was surprised to find that his soul seemed to be fixed by this little embroidery needle, and it really deserved to be called the 'soul-fixing needle', worthy of the name!

"Dragon Spear!"

Three meters long, silver-white all over, with a long handle carved with dragons and phoenixes, the rather heavy spear appeared in Li Xian's hands out of thin air.

The soul is locked, and an unprecedented danger rises in the heart, between life and death!

Under the pressure, Li Xian rolled the spear in his hand, and suddenly the sky was torn apart, and the wind and thunder shook, crackling, booming!

In front of Li Xian, a thunder dragon three meters long and full of lightning appeared.

"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Swordsmanship, the seventh style, Thunder Dragon Hengkong!"

This set of Nine Heavens Profound Lightning Sword Technique is a prefecture-level intermediate sword technique that Liu Yiyun taught him a month ago. Now he only comprehends the seventh style, and it is very difficult to use it, but it is also his strongest move.As soon as he made a move, he didn't hold back his hand at all, because the pressure from the 'soul-fixing needle' was too great, his soul was frozen, and life and death were in the hands of others. This feeling was very annoying to him.

Why practice?

For the high!

Why do you want to be on top?

In order not to let anyone bully myself.

Why do others bully themselves?

Because my own strength is not strong enough!

Because he is not strong enough, he needs to practice.

Strength, strength, Li Xian was shouting, howling, angry, unwilling, all kinds of negative emotions surged in his heart!

"You little outer sect disciple, with low status and low strength, not only offended the superiors, wounded the inner sect disciples, but also dared to resist the captain of my 'disciple law enforcement team'. He committed a heinous crime." Liao Feiyu's face was cold, and he shook his sword finger with his right hand. Facing the green brilliance of the 'Soul-fixing Needle', the brilliance of the 'Soul-fixing Needle' erupted, intending to crush the thunder dragon enlightened by Li Xian's long spear, and at the same time shouted to Li Xian: "Kneel down for me obediently, go to the stone statue of Xiao Tianjun Confess in front of you for a year, and I will spare you from dying, or... I will make you disappear!"

"My heart is like a sword, upright and straight, the truth is the only one, and I act openly and aboveboard, but this Peng Yong himself came up to trouble me, but now you are pushing all the faults on me, confounding black and white, regardless of reason, such a 'disciple enforces the law' It doesn’t matter if the team doesn’t exist, after I become a core disciple, the first thing I will do is to overthrow the ‘disciple law enforcement team’ behind you that is used to commit crimes!!”

The quiet light of the 'fixing soul needle' seemed to penetrate the space and shine into Li Xian's soul, trying to suppress Li Xian's soul and make him kneel down and beg for mercy.

Fortunately, Li Xian just had an epiphany, and the will in his heart has changed, like a sharp sword, no evil can invade, no demons can fear.

In order to stand up and resist under such heavy pressure.

"The soul-fixing needle, the soul-fixing needle, an earth-level and mid-level treasure, is really powerful. If I really do it later, I'm afraid..." Li Xian's eyes are cold, the heart of the sword has been formed, his way, as long as he moves forward, The word surrender will never remain in his thoughts.

Desperate to change, put to death and survive!

The deeper the squeeze, the higher the future achievements!

If in times of crisis, you bow your head, lose the truth in your heart, and find yourself a thought of making compromises, then you will no longer be able to be firm in your heart in the future. It's the end.

Only what you insist on all the time is the truth.

Only by embracing this truth can we go to the end.

"Bold! You actually want to overthrow the 'Disciple Law Enforcement Team'!" Liao Feiyu showed shock, fear, anger, and disbelief on his face. The law enforcement department maintains the stability and order of the sect, everything is for the sect, and the authority surpasses all disciples! It has desecrated the majesty of the first disciple Xiao Tianjun! You want to overthrow the 'disciple law enforcement team', just rely on your words , I have the power to kill you directly today, even if the sect punishes me, I am willing!"

Li Xian didn't know that the disaster came from his mouth, because this sentence almost brought him a catastrophe.

It's just that Li Xian at the moment doesn't know this, even if he knows, he won't regret what he said.