Chapter 43 Fight!

Zhang Cheng was the closest, and he couldn't bear the sudden momentum. His face turned pale and he hurriedly retreated more than ten steps.

But he was not angry, and a sneer appeared on his gloomy face.

When he thought of the last time Li Yu left, Li Yu didn't leave him a bit of face, and took away the most valuable flying sword and storage bag without any courtesy, Zhang Cheng secretly became fierce in his heart.

"Master Li Zhu is here, little bastard, I want to see how you will end today!"

At this time, suddenly, a calm voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"No one comes to the Sanbao Hall for no reason. As soon as you come here, you want to oppress me with your breath. Are you trying to show me your power?"

The voice was not loud, but every word was clear.

Li Zhu stopped and looked up suddenly, and saw that the gate of the courtyard had been opened at some point.

A young Taoist in a purple robe walked out slowly with a smile on his lips.

The Taoist had a delicate face, soft contours, fair and delicate skin, like white jade, and a clean and pure breath, which made people feel like spring breeze.

However, at this moment, the Taoist's eyes, which were clear as spring, showed a hint of coldness.

No matter who was present, as long as they were swept by the eyes of the young Taoist, they would feel cold all over, and a feeling of impending disaster would come to their hearts.

"Innate."

Li Zhu narrowed his eyes, and the casualness and laxity on his face gradually disappeared, and he became more cautious and doubtful.

"Impossible!"

Zhang Cheng widened his eyes and looked at Li Yu. He was full of disbelief and cried out in surprise.

The last time he met Li Yu, Li Yu was only in the acquired Qi training realm, and his cultivation was inferior to his.

But how long has it been now?

At most four months?

Li Yu has actually been promoted to the innate fetal breath!

This promotion speed is too exaggerated!

Zhang Cheng even suspected that he had recognized the wrong person.

He didn't want to believe it, thinking that Li Yu was using some magic or magic weapon to create an illusion, so he tried to sense it again and again.

However, the conclusion he came to made his heart gradually fall to the bottom of the valley.

The purple-robed Taoist in front of him was indeed the Li Yu he knew, absolutely true!

What the hell? !

Many players looked puzzled.

Is this guy from the UC shock department?

Even if the Taoist Qingyu is extraordinary, is it necessary for you two to react so exaggeratedly?

Li Yu didn't even look at him, and looked at Li Zhu: "Are you going to say something?"

Li Zhu gradually regained his composure.

Although he didn't understand when the other party became a congenital cultivator, he was not afraid.

"I am Li Zhu, the Great Seal of Demon Suppression in Shengyang Mansion."

He was not in a hurry to take action. He bowed and introduced himself with a strange look: "You are so young, but you have achieved this level of cultivation. I believe you are not an unknown person. I wonder where your master came from and where is the immortal mountain?"

Although he has an extreme and paranoid personality and acts fiercely, it does not mean that he is reckless, otherwise he would not have cultivated to this level at such a young age.

The other party's aura is pure and full of vitality, without the slightest trace of old age, let alone the slightest gloomy aura.

It is obvious that he is not an old monster in disguise, or a demon who has taken over the body, but a serious young cultivator!

In this case, the other party must have some origins.

Ordinary small sects cannot cultivate such true seeds, so he is very curious, which family Li Yu is a disciple of.

And a cultivator in the innate fetal breathing realm, let alone a mere Qingshui Town, even if placed in the entire Shengyang Mansion, is a worthy immortal master.

Now the other party has committed himself to a small place like Qingshui Town. If you say there is no trick in this, he will be the first to disbelieve it.

Li Yu smiled and returned the greeting: "I call myself Qingyu Daoist. As for my master, hehe, I'm sorry that I can't tell you yet."

Although he is a disciple of Tianhe Sect, such ancient sects are often mysterious. Who knows if there will be a lot of enemies with deep hatred hidden in some corners.

Don't pretend to be powerful but attract the enemy of the master. If you are killed by someone at will, I will be the one who will be killed.

Seeing that Li Yu was unwilling to say more, Li Zhu was not surprised and nodded gently: "It turned out to be Qingyu Daoist."

He smiled and said: "In fact, I came here today to teach a lesson to the side sect cultivators who insulted my Demon Suppression Division, but today I saw Qingyu Daoist with my own eyes, so I gave up my plan."

If Li Yu was still the Li Yu before, then whether he wanted to kill or cut him, it would be a matter of him moving his fingers.

But now that Li Yu has achieved the innate fetal breathing, he has become a fellow Taoist, so the previous plan is obviously not going to work.

With a flick of his hand, a two-foot-long, bronze-colored handle, a brilliant blade, and a golden knife that looks like it was made of gold fell into his hand, with a cold glow flowing on the blade.

"Since fellow Taoist is unwilling to tell me about his origins, then let the golden knife in my hand ask."

Li Zhu's fingers gently stroked the blade, his movements gentle and careful, as if he was touching some rare treasure.

His smile was warm, like the spring breeze and the warm sun. Zhang Cheng, however, seemed to have seen a ghost, and was in a panic, and quickly hid far away.

Zhang Cheng felt a chill in his heart.

His boss was a little different from ordinary people. The warmer his smile, the more brutal and merciless he would be when he started fighting.

Once involved, even if he was one of his own, he would not have a good ending.

Li Yu understood what Li Zhu meant.

A person's appearance, breath, and bloodline can be hidden, but once they start fighting, their skills, Taoist books, and magical skills will definitely not be concealed.

How to ask him with a golden knife? Naturally, it is to fight and weigh his ability!

"Please!"

Li Yu stretched out his hand, but he launched an attack while speaking.

A hidden and blurred sword light had touched Li Zhu's back at some point, shooting towards his back, insidious and vicious.

"Daoyou's move is quite to my taste! People of my generation, as long as we can win, we should do everything we can!"

Seeing that Li Yu did not talk about martial ethics, Li Zhu did not get angry but laughed, and the golden knife was unfurled, sweeping away the sword light.

Then the sword and the knife entangled together.

Clang! Clang Clang!

The sword light and the shadow, clanging like thunder.

The two shadows were sharp and domineering, the sword was powerful, and the murderous aura was soaring.

Another sword light was pure, clever and agile, containing a trace of incredible spirituality and sharpness, like a living thing, blocking all the attacks of the golden knife and launching a counterattack at the same time.

When the golden knife saw that the situation was not good, the knife changed its momentum, abandoning its domineering and becoming agile and swift, with many more changes in its moves.

This knife and sword are both top-grade magic weapons. In the hands of geniuses like Li Yu and Li Zhu who have superb knife skills and outstanding swordsmanship, they can radiate unparalleled power!

The pedestrians and players on the street had already retreated a long distance, but the sound of metal and iron from the collision between the two still made their heads split and their eardrums hurt.

Even though they were far apart, there were traces of sharp energy coming from afar, scraping their skin.

The houses on both sides of the street were also shaking, and dust was falling.

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