Gao Wu: You have the strongest physique? I will cultivate automatically.

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

A huge Bagua formation diagram broke away from Xuanwu's back, and the formation diagram continued to expand, covering the eighteen layers of hell.

The formation diagram rotated at a high speed, looking for the flaws in the eighteen layers of hell.

Lu Bawang stared at the direction of the life gate, and the speed of the formation diagram began to slow down. The direction of the life gate emitted a hazy light, which continued to penetrate into the eighteen layers of hell, opening up a way to escape to the outside world.

"Dare to disturb the order of the underworld, why don't you surrender quickly?" A majestic ghost appeared, and the voice rolled and spread throughout the eighteen layers of hell.

"Li Weiyi, don't play tricks!" Lu Bawang shouted angrily. As a martial king, he was determined and would not be easily fooled.

"Stubborn, die!" A soul-catching sickle appeared in the hand of the Yincha, and the sickle was swung out, and a gray light quickly spread and spread towards Lu Bawang.

Lu Bawang ignored it, the light and shadow of the Xuanwu was enough to block all attacks. He focused his energy on the Bagua formation diagram and just wanted to get out of here quickly.

But soon his pupils contracted, because the gray light hit the light and shadow of the Xuanwu as if there was nothing blocking it, and penetrated directly.

Before he could react, the gray light fell on him.

"Ah!"

Lu Bawang screamed, his soul was as painful as being cut, and then he found that his soul was out of his body uncontrollably.

"Come here!"

A long whip appeared in the hand of the Yincha, and the long whip was swung out and whipped on Lu Bawang's soul.

The more intense pain made Lu Bawang scream again, and this kind of severe pain from the soul was unbearable even with the will of the King of Martial Arts.

The long whip tied up Lu Bawang's soul. Li Weiyi pulled it and the soul came to him.

"You are deeply sinful and need to wash away your sins in the eighteen levels of hell."

The eyes of the ghost were full of majesty. He took Lu Bawang's soul to the first level of hell and came to a huge oil pan.

At this time, there were bursts of wailing in the oil pan, and souls screamed in the oil pan. The painful appearance made Lu Bawang's heart tighten.

Li Weiyi lifted Lu Bawang's soul and slowly put it into the oil pan.

The speed was very slow, but this was the most torturous. The fear accumulated in Lu Bawang's heart became more and more intense.

"Fake, all fake, I don't believe it!" Lu Bawang roared.

He suddenly burst out his mental power and wanted to break free from the illusion, but unfortunately it didn't work. He could only watch himself fall into the oil pan.

The burning feeling spread all over his body. It hurt, it hurt, it hurt very much. Lu Bawang's soul suddenly turned pale.

The ghost stood beside the oil pan, looking at him coldly. Lu Bawang wanted to jump out of the oil pan, but the ghost whipped him again and again, pulling him into the oil pan.

After soaking for five minutes, the ghost took Lu Bawang to the tongue-pulling hell. A pair of pliers appeared in the ghost's right hand, and his left hand pinched Lu Bawang's chin and opened his mouth.

The pliers slowly stretched towards Lu Bawang's mouth. Lu Bawang wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but he couldn't do it under the control of the ghost.

The pliers touched his tongue, and the cold feeling made his whole body numb. When the pliers clamped on his tongue, fear came like a flood.

Especially when the tongue was pulled out violently, just hearing about this kind of thing would make your scalp numb, let alone experiencing it personally, it was an indescribable pain.

"Ah! The gate of life, fix it for me!" Lu Bawang roared suddenly. The severe pain also made him regain a little clarity. He used explosive martial arts, and his blood and qi surged like the sea. The clear light emitted from the gate of life in the Bagua diagram suddenly became bright, penetrating the eighteen layers of hell and opening up a way of life.

And Lu Bawang in the outside world finally opened his eyes and regained consciousness, but his face was extremely pale. He never wanted to experience the pain just now again.

He looked at Li Weiyi with a solemn look. Li Weiyi's methods were the best he had ever seen. Even the Martial Emperor did not have as many methods as Li Weiyi, and he was proficient in all eighteen martial arts.

"Lu Bawang, is my martial arts just now still acceptable?" Li Weiyi smiled lightly.

"Not bad." Lu Bawang's voice tried to be calm, but there was obviously a trace of trembling. His soul had not completely recovered from the fear.

"Haha, it's an honor for the junior to receive praise from Lu Bawang. What just happened was just a warm-up. Now I have to be serious." Li Weiyi's eyes were slightly teasing. He was just playing around just now. Even if he only showed the realm of a first-grade martial king, it would not be that difficult for him to deal with Lu Bawang.

You have to know that Li Weiyi had taken down Lian Hufa, a third-grade martial king who was carrying the cursed divine mirror. Lu Bawang's strength was not comparable to Lian Hufa.

"I'll wait and see." Although Lu Bawang was nervous, he couldn't show it.

A flying knife appeared in Li Weiyi's hand. The flying knife was made of SS alloy. The flying knife floated above his palm and began to rotate.

The speed of the flying knife was getting faster and faster. The wind was driven by the flying knife and quickly blew. Soon a horizontal hurricane was brought out by the flying knife.

Such a movement made Lu Bawang more careful. He concentrated and waited. The power of blood and mystery gushed out and added to the Xuanwu light and shadow, increasing the defense of the light and shadow to the strongest.

He did not choose to attack Li Weiyi. Li Weiyi's speed was beyond his reach and it was difficult to lock his mental power, so he chose to play it safe.

"Go!"

Li Weiyi's hand gently pushed, and the flying knife broke through the air. In just a blink of an eye, it had already landed on the Xuanwu light and shadow. That speed was difficult to capture even with mental power. The flying knife had already landed before it could sense it.

The sky was covered with fiery red lightning snakes, and the entire sky of Bacheng was reflected in red.

A crisp sound came down from the sky and reached the ears of every citizen in Bacheng.

Then a powerful shock wave fell from the sky, scraping the trees in the city.

In the eyes of the people, they could see the huge Xuanwu figure hanging in the sky constantly retreating.

The power attached to the flying knife was too strong. Lu Bawang felt that Li Weiyi's attack this time was several levels higher than before.

Li Weiyi condensed several mysteries on the flying knife, and of course it burst out with stronger power.

The body could not control the retreat, which was not the most terrible thing. The terrible thing was that Lu Bawang clearly saw that cracks had appeared on the Xuanwu light and shadow, and the cracks were still spreading.

"Hold!"

Lu Bawang's teeth were about to break, because his blood was circulating too fast, and his meridians felt tingling and cracks appeared.

But he couldn't care less now. If he couldn't stop it, he would probably lose his life.

But the gap in strength was not affected by his will. The profound power carried by the flying knife was fully released. The flying knife broke through the defense of Xuanwu Light and Shadow and shot towards Lu Bawang unwaveringly.