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A thousand years later, Daliang Mountain has disappeared, and the fifth courtyard has turned into dust. Is that swordsman still alive?

When two years later, Li Yi and his party once again appeared in people's eyes, and once again attracted the attention of the world.

Maybe, not for more killing, but more curiosity.

However, for Li Yi, it doesn't matter. It really doesn't matter.

He was waiting for dark.

Another place will bring you to the edge of the mountains.

Li Yi stopped his pace, turned to his side and said softly, "how about another bet?"

Zheng Zimu said, "what are you gambling on?"

Li Yi looked at the sky and then looked at the mountain: "bet, this battle between you and me. If you lose, I won't kill you, but I want you to be loyal to me forever. If you win, you can kill me."

Zheng Zimu was silent. As a proud genius, he didn't want to lose in every match of his age, but he didn't want to lose. It was dignity.

From then on, the enemy would rather die than be killed.

He is a genius. He needs perseverance, blood and strong fighting spirit.

Li Yi said again: "if you don't want to, I can only kill you."

Zheng Zimu or did not speak, quietly looking at him, seems to think of him two years ago, confident? Or what kind of cards did he prepare?

Li Yi raised her head slightly. The sun was just right. The afternoon was very bright. The atmosphere was very hot. She didn't seem to be in a hurry. Anyway, it was still some time before dark.

Half an hour later.

Zheng Zimu raised his head: "wait until you defeat me."

Li Yi has no expression: "dare you take me first?"

Zheng Zimu replied, "yes."

In the eyes of outsiders, it's not like a fight between life and death. It's more like a child's family. If you get punched by me, I'll be slapped by you.

Up to an hour, Li Yi did not start, the atmosphere is intriguing.

Two hours later, Ning Xiaoqian frowned.

Zheng Zimu eyebrows picked, but still did not speak.

Li Yi holds her head high and looks at the sky quietly.

Until the fifth hour came, Li Yi suddenly lowered his head. With a buzz, he pulled up the black sword behind him: "this sword is the one you have been looking forward to for more than two years."

The sword?

Zheng Zimu's pupils shrank, and suddenly some regret.

Li Yi opened his steps, and the nine pulse gates in his body burst out in unison. His spirit was majestic, his spirit was boiling, his spirit was moving, the sky was dim, his spirit was moving, and his momentum was magnificent.

Even at this moment, in his heavenly cover, a faint starry sky emerged, dim and dark, and it was very lonely, looming and hard to detect.

Hum!

With a big black sword in the air, the sky is dark, and the wind is blowing. A strong force of life comes from the depth of the universe.

It was a plant of grass mustard, green and shiny. It looked lively. Strangely, it came out of the black whirlpool.

In the form of grass and mustard, a young figure emerges. It is transcendent and free from vulgarity, like a dream, like a banished immortal on the Ninth Heaven.

Then, a sad sigh echoed in the sky, sad people want to cry, remind people of some sad stories in the past.

Zheng Zimu's body shook and his pupils shrank.

As Li Yi's huge sword fell, the young figure disappeared and turned into a sword. There was no momentum, no light, only a little green.

It seems that there is only a little bit left in the whole world.

Pooh!

The green light is shining fiercely, the divine awn blooms in an instant, just like a round of rising sun, shining over the whole sky.

In the distance, everyone was in a daze.

The green shining sword pierced Zheng Zimu's body, even the power of the stars could not resist. However, strangely, he did not feel hurt.

Until all the gods disappeared, everyone saw the perfect Zheng Zimu, for a time, was also stunned.

"Some people say that the sword is the loneliest weapon in the world." Li Yi said softly and stood with a huge sword on his back: "do you feel lonely?"

Lonely?

Zheng Zimu was shocked and his face suddenly became ugly. Was he teaching himself to practice? How could a generation of genius want a person of the same age to teach himself?

Is that ridiculous?

Take a deep breath. It was a long time before he calmed down.

Li Yi said again, "fight!"

No one will understand, he clearly had the opportunity to kill Zheng Zimu, but left his hand, and no one knows what he is thinking at this moment.

Lonely?

Teaching?

He didn't feel that he was teaching Zheng Zimu to practice, and he didn't have the obligation. He just wanted to tell Zheng Zimu that the sword, like him, and other people like him, was lonely.But this loneliness is not what they want to have, but you give it to you.

As a 19-year-old, he is also eager to have partners! Also eager to be understood.

Kill!

Zheng Zimu calmed down and immediately started the killing. He was afraid that he would hesitate to go on. Before a war, his heart would be broken. Therefore, he made a move.

Li Yi smiles. Instead of meeting him up, Li Yi gallops toward the mountains at a very fast speed.

Without thinking, Zheng Zimu directly caught up with him.

Ning Xiaoqian also followed in.

After a succession of onlookers, naturally do not want to miss this wonderful war.

At this time, the sun began to set in the west, the twilight slowly disappeared.

After stepping into the mountains, Li Yi turned around and burst out with nine pulse gates in his body. The reason why he chose to start at this time point was not because the time was not blocked, but because he wanted to use the short time to hone himself.

Since the war two years ago, he didn't do much. Li Yi has a feeling that he needs a strong opponent to sharpen himself. In this way, he can make the stars derived from the world of mind evolve into the first star.

It was clumsy, but there was nothing to do.

Although Zheng Zimu has stepped into Taifu, fortunately, his time is not long, the realm has not been stable, and the power of the stars he can use is not very strong.

Of course, the power of the stars is ultimately the power of the stars. This power, every strand, every trace, is far more powerful than aura. It is not comparable to the former.

Li Yi is the second form of the setting sun. The scorching waves are sweeping, and the amazing strength is like the eruption of volcanic magma. Although there is no star power, it can be used to balance with Zheng Zimu's star power.

The latter also stayed for a while.

Then, he started to run the Dharma Sutra. The bones inside him crackled and powerful forces gushed out. After he put away the black sword, he clenched his hands and the five element fist fell down.

Pen!

The boundless fist meaning, dense, each of which is so amazing, contains the rolling force like a mountain.

This is the strength of the five element boxing combined with the Dharma Sutra two years later.

Then, the blue lotus emerged, although did not understand the third piece, but vaguely can see some young buds.

Green lotus bloomed, pressed the sky, covering the entire battlefield, dead blockade Zheng Zimu.

Zheng Zimu's face sank and his forehead began to sweat. His startling discoveries included Li Yi's swordsmanship, the setting sun, the five element boxing, the seven inch green lotus, and so on

Even though he could not resist, the power he exerted and the power he exerted could be matched with the power of his stars.

What the hell is this?

At this moment, his heart depressed to vomit blood.