An unprepared raid killed Lin Yuan's life.

One of the gods died in the middle of the period of the Lingyou Realm. Think about how one was 200 or 300 years old and the other was only 20 or 30 years old. How could it be felt?

Many old monks often love and hate young geniuses, and their moods are complicated.

Lin Yuan's head was taken off, and the scene of blood splattering on his neck was full of murderous aura, and even the fluttering aura was filled with a kind of murderous murder that was immersed in people's hearts.

The scarlet blood traces are like water droplets in the sun, reflecting a bit of dazzling... strangeness.

In fact, Lin Yuan died in this hidden and rapid raid. He shouldn't have had too many complaints, and he also witnessed an incredible genius rising slowly with his life.

This sword is 60% sword spirit, and Tan Weiran has not used it. First of all, he does not want to expose too much strength and talent, so as not to show too much popularity and cause adverse factors. The real main reason is that the true qi cannot be consumed. As long as it is used once, there will be not much remaining true qi.

With the power of the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound, this sword is comparable to 70% or even 80% of other skills. If it weren't for its weak cultivation, Lin Yuan would not even have the chance to be seriously injured.

This surprise attack is fast, accurate and ruthless, and has tactical fraud, breaking defense with the strongest, and killing life and death instantly. It is a completely role model for weak geniuses to defeat old strong men, and can be included in the classics of any sect.

From ancient times to the present, most young geniuses have achieved the record of defeating the strong with weak results, except for equipment, almost all of them are in this mode.

The "entwined tactics" that slowly fought against the mid-term of the Shenzhao in Gan Qingdi and Ye Chunqiu are wrong in themselves. If it is not for equipment factors, it is simply a rhythm of seeking death.

Li Qingcheng and He Renkuang, who were behind, just saw the whole process. He Renkuang's face turned pale and turned green. He understood the gap in strength and felt timid in his heart.

Li Qingcheng's heart trembled first, and he took a breath of cold air. He thought that if he had changed his position with Lin Yuan... he would have a hairy heart just after thinking about it. He thought that he would be the one who was almost ambushed.

He didn't know that no matter whether he was in front or behind, Tan Weiran's ambush would only be Lin Yuan. He Feilong was too strong and Li Qingcheng was unknown. Only Lin Yuan had clear strength and was the only ambush who could quickly determine life and death.

Li Qingcheng was still keen. When he turned back his attention, he suddenly remembered the previous sword, and his senses did not look like a 50% sword spirit!

His body suddenly shook, and he felt an indescribable coldness and ecstasy spread from the bottom of his heart. With his eyesight and experience, he almost changed his mind and judged how powerful the sword that severely damaged Lin Yuan was, and it must be more than 50% of the sword spirit!

Is it 60%? Yes, it is 60% Sword Soul.

It was simply...unbelievable! Li Qingcheng was shocked.

How can those old monks who live until they die and only condense three or five percent of their spirits? Don’t look at the cave’s Shenzhao realm, but Li Qingcheng dared to assert that the maximum number of those who reach sixty percent of their spirits is at most one third.

Looking at this time, Gan Qingdi, the night spring and autumn, Liu Ziran and other radiant geniuses, the strongest ones only had 50% of their spirits, and none of them reached 60%.

Tan Weiran actually... has always retained his strength. Even the battle with Gui Changshou, even the Ten Heavenly Stems Battle, which was gathered with geniuses, did not show all. I don’t know whether it was sad or ridiculous, but no one could force him to fully show his strength from the beginning to the end.

Excited as if he was punched in the center. Li Qingcheng's heart jumped in an instant, and he felt excited. Due to the influence of the image, everyone was extremely excited and cheering in Gan Qingdi and Ye Chunqiu. However, no one knew that there was a little guy who performed even more amazingly.

This surprise came too suddenly and too exciting. It was not only the surprise, but also...

Thriller!

Li Qingcheng, who was in delight, was shrouded in shock, excitement and other emotions. He was almost forgetting his environment, and almost forgetting that he was in the same group as Lin Yuan and others!

If you are happy too early, you will often be unlucky.

With one move, Tan Weiran took a breath and stuffed a breath-returning pill into his mouth. Just as Li Qingcheng's face changed into various joys and excitement, it was like stepping on a pair of pulleys and slipping silently through more than a hundred feet, rubbing his body and bullying him.

Turn your body and exert force, and the force bursts from your legs, spreads to your waist and then concentrates on your fists. Bang!

A huge force made Li Qingcheng wake up, and the glow flashed a lot more dim, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "This power is simply terrible!" He could not resist the impact force even if he protected his body. His internal organs were so shaking that it was uncomfortable, and his body could not help but fly backwards into the lake, and immediately became a chicken.

As soon as the person fell into the lake, he rushed out of the lake with a loud noise, and the sound was quite loud. Li Qingcheng's breath soared into the sky, and his voice was loud: "Wait, I'm not hostile."

"Seventh-level golden body! Divine Zhao late stage!" Tan Weiran was in awe. From Li Qingcheng's appearance and qi and blood were faintly in his prime, he gave people the same feeling as Mingkong. At the peak of the Shenzhao late stage, he was not as powerful as that of the Shenzhao late stage as Chang Shuyou, but his future was undoubtedly broader.

"You don't have any hostility?" Leng Leng's words gathered in murderous intent.

Before he finished speaking, Tan Weiran transformed into a stream of light to tear the air, approaching Li Qingcheng in a blink of an eye, and he focused his mind and punched the air. With just one punch, he caused a muffled sound like a thunderclap.

I saw two figures intertwined, and the energy rushed towards the lake and the shore.

Hiss! What a powerful force! Li Qingcheng's hands were paralyzed and complained secretly. It was a feeling to watch by the sidelines. When he fought in person, he knew how hard it was to face Tan Weiran. As soon as he got together, he felt like he was staring at by hungry beasts. The momentum of indomitable vow to achieve his goal has a great impact on his opponent.

If you change to a person with poor will and weak will, you will be able to achieve good results due to this momentum.

He is a good at fighting!

Li Qingcheng swept his divine thoughts, thanks to him being the upper hand in the dangerous melee, he shouted when he pulled out: "He Ren ran away!"

He really ran away! Tan Weiran's divine thought only had time to capture a dissipating breath. After a second thought, he decisively cut off the idea of ​​chasing. Lu'er was still hiding here. He had no clone skills, so how could he dare to leave Lu'er behind and face Li Qingcheng and chase him.

Besides, his combat footwork is distinctive, but his speed is too average to catch up.

If He Ren is crazy about bringing the news back, what kind of troubles will arise? Tan Weiran also wants to get it with his knees.

However, when the other party escaped, he could not do anything.

It’s better to think about it. As the saying goes, there will be no itch if there are too many lice, and there will be no worries if there are too many debts. Anyway, there is a Wei Qingming plus Xingyao Palace this time, and it’s not a big deal to bring more He Ren to Minglun Hall.

When he got the Huangquan Emperor Sword, he was considering whether to turn against Huangquan Dao, and he still had to worry about Minglun Hall?

Most of the people and forces who want to take him to talk about Weiran's life are there. Minglun Hall? Let's go back.

At this time, Li Qingcheng opened his mouth and made Tan Weiran slightly look: "I know, you don't have much true energy left."

While speaking, Li Qingcheng slowly retreated and expressed his kindness with a smile: "I also know how much true energy there is in the middle of Lingyou. If you use 60% of your spirit once, you will have very little left. With your current state, even if you have a sixth-level golden body, if I am your enemy, you may not be sure to kill you, and it will not be difficult to severely damage you."

He said slowly again: "I came for Mu Yun!"

Mu Yun? Oh, it was Mu Jiubian. Tan Weiran was stunned and suddenly said: "So what if Mu Yun comes?"

Li Qingcheng smiled slightly, and said concisely: "I can help you kill He Feilong and He Renkuang!"

"Turning He Feilong away is a very exciting move. But He Feilong must have realized that he had been trapped. He was most afraid of you and would probably not pursue your fellow disciples again, but turned around and turned back and got rid of you first. If I were you, I would make a decision as soon as possible."

Li Qingcheng's tone was firm: "If I was right, as long as one stick of incense and as few as a few breaths, He Feilong would come back." He Feilong would definitely not pursue him, because he had already experienced Yan Duwu's amazing speed.

The atmosphere suddenly changed, and there was a faint sense of inexplicable tension. Li Qingcheng stared at Tan Weiran and waited for a reply.

Tan Weiran knew that the people and things behind Mu Jiubian were strange and mysterious, and his tone was condensed: "What do you want, what do you want!"

you?

Li Qingcheng suddenly felt excited when he chewed it. When the peace talks were not seen, he showed his sincerity and sincerity: "Friendship! We just hope that you and the Hou Dongwu do not reject our hand of friendship."

"Tan Xiaoyou, you are one of the most outstanding martial arts geniuses I have ever seen. You have a bright future. I hope you understand my honesty. I don't want to lose my big picture and affect friendship in the future."

"Mu Yun?" When Tan Weiran pondered, he guessed that the person behind Mu Yun had emerged.

It was obviously because of the influence of Fu Yongning's move to give Mu Yun to him that it might have destroyed some plans of the Mu Yun Master Sect. Tan Weiran even felt that the person in front of him might have just heard of the gift, so he hurried to Baili Cave.

"Mu Yun!" Li Qingcheng affirmed, and his expression suddenly changed:

"He Feilong is back!"

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly appeared.

He Feilong rushed in through a portal like a lightning bolt, anxiously and angrily.

He only chased two or three buildings and realized that he had fallen into a trap. He thought that this time he was secretly tracked, he would definitely get rid of Tan Weiran. Unexpectedly, he was noticed and turned around to lure the tiger away from the mountain. You can imagine his anxiety.

Hate and anger are already on the verge of eruption.

After rushing into this place, crossing the lake, he could see through the spiritual thoughts. Tan Weiran was hit by Li Qingcheng with a punch, and a huge mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out, like a meteor hitting the exterior wall, knocking a huge hole in the house.

"Hey, Lin Yuan..." He Feilong's divine thoughts noticed that Lin Yuan was obviously dead due to boxing and thunder sword spirit. He completely lost his voice and choked up and roared in grief and angry: "Tan Weiran, I want to tear you a piece of corpse!"

He Feilong gritted his teeth and clanged, remembering the repeated jokes and new hatreds and old hatreds, he wanted to tear Tan Weiran into pieces: "Brother Li, let me clean up this mess with my own hands!"

"Tan Weiran, when I catch you, I promise to let you know what is to survive and what is to die!"
Chapter completed!