Chapter 1858

At this end, Li Shengwei and others' faces became more and more ugly. They knew that Li Yifan had Zixia jade bamboo in his hand, so they didn't panic when they first saw Tu Su Taoist ate it.

But this second time, the Taoist Tu Su offered a magic weapon and was restrained.

Even if they were calm, they would start to panic.

"Boy, how can we get so many means?" Li Shengwei was very angry.

Li Yifan looked at TU Su Taoist with a smile and said, "it's a pity that although I'm not a gennu Vajra pestle, it's almost as effective as a gennu Vajra pestle. And this one in my hand is an advanced magic weapon close to the limit of 3000 lines. It's much more powerful than that one in your hand. "

Three thousand lines limit, and attracted a burst of uproar.

"Well, is there any other way? If not, I won't play with you, "Li Yifan took out his ear. Qianyuan diamond pestle was originally his work for practicing hands when he made reincarnation scepter.

Of course, the result is very surprising. Originally, according to the material and existing conditions, only intermediate magic weapons could be made at most. However, after the six grade refining array was tempered, the quality was greatly improved, and the top quality products close to the magic weapon limit were made.

At the moment, Taoist Tu Su began to be a little flustered. Originally, most of his methods were the same as those of the head lowering warlocks, because Li Yifan's strength was unusual. He knew very well that ordinary methods were useless to Li Yifan. After thinking about the past, he offered the weijiapan and the Yuanling staff.

Unexpectedly, these two advanced means had no effect at all, and were perfectly restrained by Li Yifan.

He lost his mind for a moment.

Li Yifan mouth a hook, "it seems that you have nothing to hold the cards, then I will not play with you."

As soon as the King Kong pestle of the Qianyuan Dynasty is closed, start with the ice soul sword.

"Welcome your death!"

Holding the ice soul sword, Li Yifan flies in the air. With wind and thunder steps and body method, Li Yifan pursues the wind for thousands of miles. He is full of vigor and speed.

"Damn it! Even if my means are useless to you, it's not so easy for you to kill me! " Taoist Tu Su gritted his teeth, and at the same time, he suddenly took action.

"Dead soul!"

"It's all said that it doesn't work for me!" Li Yifan turned a deaf ear. He came like a God, his body moved like the wind, and he stepped on the sword.

"Boom!"

The sword's spirit is so weak that it dispels the dark air all over the sky in an instant.

"Taishang level nine sword!"

In the instant of dispelling the black air, Li Yifan's heart moved. The fifth sword in Taishang level 9 sword was cast by the frost in the cave.

This is a sword that matches the characteristics of Bingpo sword, even its power.

"Kanyiyi!"

In an instant, with Taoist Tu Su as the center, the ground under his feet was frozen, and the cold current all over the sky covered the whole arena in the blink of an eye, changing into endless ice.

"It's so cold!"

All the people in and out of the field felt a bitter cold.

In the middle of the cold current, Taoist Tu Su felt the most deeply. He found that his aura was stagnant, and all his retreats were blocked. There was no way to retreat, no way to escape!

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Taoist Tu Su panicked.

"It's over!"

Li Yifan explored his hand and poured his true Qi into the ice soul sword, which was far more exaggerated than the last game.

This time, it was 300 meters!

Everybody air-conditioning!

"A sword to cut the sky!"

Waving a huge sword, Li Yifan's body is suspended in the sky and cuts the head of Tu Su Taoist.

"Boom!"

The sky is falling apart, the cold current is raging, and the storm is sweeping.

The ring of the whole twelve districts erupted with earth shaking sounds, just like an earthquake.

The wind was raging, and some weak people were involved in it and flew directly.

"Ah Everyone is in a mess.

When the cold air dissipated and the wind stopped, everyone saw a gully hundreds of meters long above the challenge arena in the 12th district.

"Hiss..."

Everyone breathes cold air. Fear is in everyone's heart.

And the huge movement, also all alerted the people fighting in other areas, as well as spectators.

The main arena area is silent.

"How strong is Li Shao?" Situ Manlong's pupil suddenly shrinks. This time, Li Yifan's power is far more terrible than last time.

"How exaggerated!"

"Yifan, is that a fairy? No, he must be a fairy

Ou Ling and others were stunned. The destructive power was almost comparable to dropping a bomb in the challenge arena.

Li Wenyan swallowed saliva, "this boy, a start to do earth shaking."

"Why is Yifan so powerful?" Li Changrong is a little confused.Cang Xuande is also very muddled. Everyone is muddled.

Yesterday's battle of Li Yifan has shocked them, but compared with today's battle, Li Yifan's performance is even more exaggerated.

God down to earth, but so!

"Won, Li Shao won!" Mufu was relieved.

Li Ming looked excited. "I said Li Shao would win a big victory! The old rascal who slaughtered Su is dead at last

Zang xiaoque's face was full of tears. "Dad and mom, your revenge has finally been avenged. You have knowledge under the spring, and you can rest in peace..."

Zang Wangshan's old body kept shaking, and his heart was so restless.

"How could that be..."

"Master Tu Su lost!"

All the people in the Li family were pale.

Li Fengyun and other young people can't believe that Taoist Tu Su lost so miserably, and they didn't have the strength to fight back.

They have once again looked up at Li Yifan, but in the end, they still underestimated Li Yifan!

Li Shengwei clenched his fist, and his heart was full of uneasiness. "This boy is in danger after all!"

In the challenge arena, Li Yifan goes to Tu Su's body. Just now, he has killed Yuan Ying, the old ghost. He took off the storage ring on the old ghost's finger, wiped off the soul mark on it, and took out the wiga plate and the resentment wand.

"How to purify the spirit of resentment? I don't understand that, "said Li Yifan.

He must destroy these two evil things to avoid harming the world.

But the spirit of resentment can't be destroyed in this way. At least people were human before they died. If they were destroyed in this way, they would not even have the chance of reincarnation.

"I knew that I had brought master Kongming with me. I'm sure he knew how to overcome these grievances."

After thinking about it, he called situ Manlong and said, "general situ, do you know a monk who can ferry the spirit of resentment?"

"Know me! Do you want to cross the spirit of resentment in the magic weapon of Tu Su Taoist Situ Manlong said quickly.

"Yes, please, general situ."

"Just a moment. I'm going to contact you."

Ten minutes later, after Li Yifan left the court, Sima Manlong's invitation arrived. It was an eliminated player from India.

This Indian monk is not a kind of bitter Zen monk, but a real Buddhist master, but not very strong.