Otherworldly Lei Zun

Feng Luan turned around and looked at these people, her right hand was already clenched into a fist, and the veins on the huge fist were bulging!Just as Feng Luan was about to make a move, Lei Li grabbed her.

Because Lei Li has already seen what kind of clothes these people are wearing!

The dark green fighting clothes of Aojianmen are exactly the ones that Huang Tianwei once wore.

Lei Li smiled wickedly: "Big man, don't be angry, I'll come!"

Lei Li took the wine and walked up to several Aojianmen disciples, and then held the wine bowls in both hands, "Brothers, I'm sorry, we really didn't mean to buy all the wine, hehe, if you want to drink , then let me invite everyone to drink!"

Seeing Lei Li being so understanding and reasonable, these disciples of the Proud Sword Sect showed arrogant smiles on their faces, "That's right!"

"Know how to honor us, young man is not bad!"

"This kid is okay, he's very good at it!"

The leader among them reached out to catch the bowl in Lei Li's hand, but Lei Li took a step back with a wicked smile, and slowly poured the wine in his hand on the ground, just like toasting the dead.

There are too many ghosts in Lei Li.

"You kid is looking for death, right?" The leader was already angry.

"Hehe, I'll toast you first, and drink when you go there!"

"Brothers, give it to me!" After finishing speaking, the leaders have burst into war spirits, and they have reached the realm of war saints in an instant, but only two stages of war saints.

The rest of the disciples have also reached the realm of the Saint of War, and the worst one is the eighth or ninth stage of the King of War.

Lei Li suddenly understood why the members of the Aojianmen could be so arrogant, they just pulled out a few disciples who had reached the Saint of War, if they were the elders, it would be fine!

Lei Li didn't dare to take it too seriously, and said with a smile: "I don't want to fight with you here, it would be bad if I broke the boss's desk!"

After speaking, he walked vigorously and easily to the street outside the gate of the winery.Stretching his waist, he was also thinking about how to move next.

Feng Luan untied his broadsword from his lion walker.Immediately stood by Lei Li's side!

They were fighting over a woman yesterday, but now they are brothers on the same front.Yuxin sat on the window sill with the wine jar in her hand, looked at Lei Li with a smile, and looked at the big Feng Luan.

A few disciples of Aojianmen held their swords and stood in front of Lei Li. All the disciples had armors of war spirits of various attributes, which symbolized that they had entered the realm of war saints.

And Lei Li looked at the embroidery on their fighting clothes on their chests, and the dangling little sword reminded Lei Li of Qiu Moyao's disgusting appearance.

At this time, people on the street had slowly gathered around, forming a circle, there was a good show to watch, how could they miss it.Seeing Feng Luan's strong appearance, they all longed for Feng Luan to erupt once and beat up these disciples of the Proud Sword Sect.But for the relatively thin Lei Li, they were not optimistic about it!

Lei Li said to Feng Luan: "How many do you want?"

Feng Luan took a long breath: "Three!"

"Three, then the remaining five are mine? Are you too mean??"

"I can only fight up to three at the Battle Saint level!"

"Okay, whatever you want, I'll give you two, and the other six are all mine, but you are not allowed to lose!" Lei Li said so confidently that Feng Luan couldn't bear to be shocked.Then the fighting spirit broke out.

The thunderous battle spirit exploded, and the blue-purple fighting clothes formed. The disciples of the Aojianmen on the opposite side showed a little surprise. After all, reaching the level of the king of war at the age of 19 is already very powerful. Then when they saw When one piece of cyan armor appeared on Lei Li's body, these people were all stunned!

"Battle Saint?"

"No way, this kid has also reached the Battle Saint!"

"Besides, the rank doesn't seem to be low!"

"At least five paragraphs!"

"It's taller than us!"

And at this time, the guy in the lead shouted: "Stop making noise, a kid, drink after speed!"

Then the remaining seven disciples agreed for a while.

At this time, Lei Li had transported the Mad Spirit Jue to the sixth floor, and there was also a dark purple war spirit on his right hand.

After all the preparations, Lei Li shouted loudly: "Do it!"

After finishing speaking, Lei Li's right hand has already taken a dark cloud palm image!

"Wind Thunder Palm!"

The eight disciples have all rushed forward.

Lei Li detonated and launched the Fenglei Palm, which directly sent the disciple in front of him flying.

The electric glow contained in Fenglei's palm instantly engulfed the disciple's body.When he flew up, there were still traces of electric light accumulating on his body.

"what???"

And this cry of pain!

Then Lei Li didn't stop, and directly slapped the second palm, another disciple was slapped flying, and all the onlookers gave way to this flying disciple, but no one came to pick him up. With a bang, he fell on the stone road.

The third palm was even faster, and none of the disciples at the War Saint level could see clearly.Another disciple flew up.

In Lei Li's heart, he always kept in mind that the first to attack is the strong, and the second to attack will suffer.

Feng Luan saw that Lei Li shot three opponents away, his blood boiled with excitement, and he rushed over with the big knife in his hand high.

The oncoming disciples also raised their swords to attack!

Feng Luan's body jumped up again, it seemed that Feng Luan's attack method was only this move.Taishan's overwhelming blow, but when facing Lei Li, he was struck down from the sky by Lei Li's five thunderbolts and one thunder.

But today this disciple of the Proud Sword Sect doesn't know the combat skills of this noble class, so he can only watch helplessly as Feng Luan's huge figure descends from the sky.

Reluctantly, he raised his knife to block.

"Dang!" There was a sound, first there was an impact, and then the knife of the disciple of the Proud Sword Sect shattered with a bang!

Feng Luan didn't cut off the disciple's saber, but directly shattered the disciple's saber with inhuman strength.

What's more, Feng Luan couldn't hold back, and the big knife in his hand slashed fiercely on the disciple's battle spirit armor.

Suddenly shouted: "Feng Luan!"

Feng Luan withdrew his hand abruptly, but this knife still chopped open the disciple's armor, the blade hit his shoulder, penetrating three inches into his flesh!

Feng Luan was born as a bandit, and was used to seeing blood and flesh like this, but Lei Li was still a student, so he couldn't get used to it for a while!

Blood splattered wantonly, and the disciple screamed loudly in pain.

Then the remaining four disciples, seeing that Feng Luan had already slashed his companion, all attacked Feng Luan immediately.

Lei Li was a little uncomfortable watching Feng Luan killing like this, but when he saw these people all attacking Feng Luan.

The corner of Lei Li's mouth twitched: "The fourth form of Wind and Thunder Palm!"

Using the Mad Spirit Technique, he instantly lifted all the fighting spirits out of the abyss, and concentrated them all on his right hand. He thought to himself, success or failure depends on it!

In Chapter 4, Lei Li is also not sure, but at a critical moment, there is no room for hesitation, and then there is a sound of rushing thunder, Lei Li has already slapped this palm, and dozens of palm shadows instantly attacked the remaining four. disciple.

Lei Li was thankful that the fourth palm had finally become a group attack skill.

Dozens of dark cloud palm shadows, one size smaller, looked even more domineering and powerful. When the remaining four disciples were still a few feet away, when their swords had been raised, a dozen palm shadows Attacked fiercely!

They were completely unprepared, and were directly sent flying by Lei Li.

Each level, as long as it can be higher than one level, then compared to the strength of the battle spirit, there will be a very obvious qualitative change.The first few ranks may not be very obvious, but the later the ranks, the more obvious. For example, the difference between the first and second ranks of the war king has already exceeded the strength of the battle spirits of the two war kings, so With the strength of the fifth stage of the thunderous battle saint, it is a bit easy to deal with this group of disciples of the two or three stages of the war saint.

Lei Li looked at the seven disciples who were shot away, as well as the disciple under Feng Luan's knife, and then said to Feng Luan: "Go, don't stay here for long!"

Although Feng Luan looks stupid, but at this moment he also understands that this is not his territory, it is better to leave early.

Feng Luan put away the big saber and put it on his shoulder. On the wide blade, blood was still flowing. At this moment, he definitely looked like a vicious man. He took out a firework and shot it into the sky.A fireball swaying with white smoke rushed into the sky and exploded with a bang, forming a bird-shaped smoke!

Then Feng Luan said to Lei Li: "I have notified my younger brother, let's go!"

Lei Li nodded, and then said to Xiao Yuxin, "Let's go!"

All three of them rode lion beasts, and then walked out of the city gate. The soldiers of the Dragon Emperor Legion looked at these three people, but ignored them, because the proud sword gate had peeped at the royal family's position in the Dragon Emperor Heaven. Therefore, the members of the Dragon Emperor Legion naturally couldn't understand the existence of Aojianmen, they watched the three of them leave with a little gloating in their hearts.

Lei Li, Yu Xin, Feng Luan, the three of them didn't stop, they went directly into the Canglong Mountain, and soon after, the carriage was also loaded with food and vegetables, and entered the secret Masong forest.

When these beaten Aojianmen disciples returned to their branch, it was already half an hour later, because the side effects of the thunderous wind and thunder palm they had received were a bit serious, the kind of paralysis Even if they have reached the level of war saints, it will take a full half an hour to relieve them.

On the way back, Lei Li kept frowning. This matter can be said to be big or small. A flash of inspiration flashed in Lei Li's mind. Feng Luan said: "Let's not go back in a hurry!"

Riding on the Lion Walking Beast, Feng Luan who had already secretly opened a jar of wine asked stupidly: "Why?"

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