The Long Yuan Divine Sword seemed to sense the master's summons, and burst out with a brilliant brilliance, which was soul-stirring.

Tang Qianqiu was well versed in Long Yuan's divine might, and he didn't dare to shake it, he dodged in the air. Eighteen kinds of hidden weapons burst out with different colors of light and swept towards Li Chen.

"Huh!"

Li Chen was completely unafraid, swept through thousands of troops with one blow, and blocked all of these eighteen hidden weapons.

Seeing that Tang Qianqiu was not Li Chen's opponent, the spirit banner in the hand of the ghost waved sideways. The eerie ghosts, like wolves that smell blood, swarm out.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

A contemptuous smile appeared in Li Chen's deep eyes.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, dare to show off in front of me? It doesn't matter what kind of ghost you are, let me die! ”

The awe-inspiring words of killing intent were still wafting in the valley, and Li Chen sealed his hands and hit the supreme palm of the Buddhist family.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!"

In an instant, I saw a golden giant Buddha statue, with Buddhist beads engraved with Sanskrit on it, and headed towards the hundred ghosts.

"Boom!"

Countless ghosts were swept away by the golden Buddha light of the most rigid and yang, like foam in the sun, and their souls flew away.

"You're still proficient in Buddhist exercises?"

The ghost was so shocked that his eyes were shattered, and he retreated again and again.

Feng Yunhai in the distance was also extremely shocked.

Although he had overestimated Immortal Master Li's supernatural powers as much as possible, he never expected that he would still underestimate the other party.

Immortal Master Li's skill was terrifying, and with just one look, he repelled the two masters of the Demigod Realm.

"Feng Yunhai, if you don't make a move, when will you stay?"

Tang Qianqiu saw that Feng Yunhai hadn't moved yet, so he yelled at him hysterically.

Tang Qianqiu's roar made Feng Yunhai very displeased.

But in this situation, the only way to break the situation is for the three of them to join forces and attack with all their might.

Thinking of this layer of stakes, Feng Yunhai gritted his teeth and sacrificed a wooden sword in the air.

This is a magic sword made of lightning strike wood, and it contains a terrifying power of thunder and lightning. Every blow was like thunder.

"Let's go together, I don't believe it, the three of us join forces, and we can't kill him a Li Immortal Master!"

Tang Qianqiu let out a beast-like roar, and threw hundreds of hidden weapons in a row, like dense locusts, and blasted towards Li Chen.

The ghost also summoned two hundred-year-old ghosts, protected his left and right wings respectively, and rushed in.

Feng Yunhai jumped into the air, and the magic sword in his hand lingered with thunderbolts and lightning, and slashed towards Li Chen's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Li Chen was not surprised when he saw the three of them attacking at the same time.

He strode forward, sending up billowing dust and smoke that spread out in all directions.

"Just in time!"

"Haoran Tiangang!"

This is the signature technique of the Li family in the imperial capital, which was created by the Tang Dynasty warlock Li Chunfeng and the essence of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

Li Chen saw that Li Lingtian had performed once on the top of Yan Mountain, and he had been the best of a hundred schools in his previous life, so after a little pondering, he could understand it.

"Wow!"

Haoran righteous qi formed a defensive arc of light, like an impassable city wall, blocking Tang Qianqiu's hidden weapon and the evil ghost of the ghost.

"Haoran Tiangang, you are really from the Li family in the imperial capital!"

Feng Yunhai was shocked when he saw that Li Chenshi had exhibited the unique exercises of the Li family in the imperial capital.

Although they had long suspected that Erli was originally a family. However, it has been slow to come up with strong evidence to prove this.

Now seeing Li Chenshi exhibit the Li family's unique skills, his heart is still shocked.

"Hmph, does that make a difference to you, a person who is about to die?"

Li Chen made a false move, avoiding Tang Qianqiu and the ghosts, and lightly touched the ground with his toes, jumping into the air like a dragonfly.

Feng Yunhai saw Li Chen rushing over, and the magic sword in his hand brought a thunderbolt and lightning, and slashed through the air.

Seeing this scene, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of Li Chen's mouth.

"Hehe, playing thunder and lightning in front of me, you're still too tender!"

"Today, I'll show you what the real power of thunder is!"

Before the words landed, Li Chen held the Longyuan Sword and pointed through the sky to the sky.

"Thunder, come!"

Just when Li Chen's burst of shouting was still hovering in mid-air, a thunderbolt was split in the rolling black clouds. Impartially, it landed right on the tip of the Longyuan Sword.

Li Chen picked up thunder with his sword, and his angular facial features, under the reflection of electric sparks, flickered and dimmed, like a god of death from hell.

Feng Yunhai was so frightened that he didn't dare to confront Li Chen head-on, and subconsciously wanted to flee.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape?"

"Slash me!"

Li Chen snorted indignantly, and Long Yuanjian provoked thunder and lightning and slashed over.

"Ahh

Feng Yunhai let out a miserable scream in the air, his eyes were cracked, his mouth was wide open, and his body twitched violently.

Immediately, I saw that his body was like a stone, and it fell to the ground with a bang. The huge impact force directly smashed a pit.

The trump card of the Yuan family is enshrined, and Feng Yunhai, the first magic real person in Zhongzhou, is dead!

Seeing Feng Yunhai die tragically on the spot, Tang Qianqiu and Ying Ghost had extremely shocked expressions.

The three of them join forces, and there may be a possibility to break the game.

Now that Feng Yunhai was killed by Li Chen with thunder and lightning, and there were formations around him, the two of them were not Li Xianshi's opponents at all. If you continue to consume like this, you will die sooner or later.

"Immortal Master Li, I'll fight with you!"

Tang Qianqiu looked up to the sky and burst into tears, with monstrous killing intent.

Immediately, I saw him violently lifting the true yuan, and even his hair was like a needle prick, and the roots stood up.

"Storm, rain, pears, flowers, needles!"

This is the most deceitful secret weapon of the Tang Sect, and one move can block thousands of troops.

The dense silver needles, like the storm in midsummer, slammed into the Haoran Tiangang defensive aperture.

Moreover, the silver needle is extremely penetrating, comparable to the bullet of a sniper rifle.

In the blink of an eye, Li Chen's defensive aperture was blasted into a thousand holes, and from time to time there was a sound of exploding and shattering the sky.

Li Chen's face changed slightly, and he took three steps back, and the Longyuan Divine Sword in his hand drew a brilliant arc of light in the air, rippling in the form of water waves.

After the rainstorm pear flower needle penetrated Haoran Tiangang, it was like a bullet passing through a wooden plank, it was already the end of a strong crossbow, and it was difficult to penetrate Lu Min. and Li Chen's sword shadow arc collided together, just splashing a heavy splash, and it fell to the ground with a thunderclap.

Tang Qianqiu saw that he had lost his killer stunt, and his expression was extremely shocked.

At this moment, Li Chen stepped on the triangular refraction step, stepped on the shadow of the moonlight, and approached the front.

Tang Qianqiu secretly screamed in his heart, but the distance between the two sides was too close, and he had no chance to dodge at all.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth, waved his blade, and slammed into it.

"Dang Qiang!"

It was just a face-to-face confrontation, and the strange blade in Tang Qianqiu's hand was cut off in the air by the Longyuan sword that was as sharp as clay.

Even he himself was so shocked that he vomited blood, apparently suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

Seeing that Tang Qianqiu was injured, Ying Ghost hurriedly ran over to help.

"Brother Tang, are you okay?"

"I ......"

As soon as Tang Qianqiu said the word "I", his expression immediately stiffened on his face.

He turned around with difficulty, looking at the dagger in his heart in disbelief.

"Ghost, you ......"

The ghost jerked out his dagger and stabbed it again.

"Brother Tang, borrow your head!"

Before the words landed, the ghost's hand was like a steel claw, and it directly twisted Tang Qianqiu's head off.

(End of chapter)