The yak didn't understand for a moment, stared at Li Shen's right hand that was raised to his abdomen and asked:

"Mr. Li, you..."

He couldn't say it, and his heart was full of confusion.

It is extremely common for magic to exist without the essence.

A skill that almost requires the entry of immortal cultivators, and the fireball technique is an excellent example.

It is better to say that it is the strong attack range of magic that has caused the current situation of spell bombing and close combat.

However, this situation depicts the fairy world, not the human world.

One has no barrier, two has no formation.

Using magic tricks outside without authorization will only attract thunder.

Not to mention purple thunder, there is not even the shadow of dark clouds.

Li Shen held the spiritual silk thread that was faintly trying to escape from control in his right hand. If it weren't for the critical situation, he would have jumped up and jumped up twice.

I didn't expect that the Evil-Breaking Sword can still be used to operate it with only a weak spiritual link.

The principle is similar to the principle of spiritual energy release. If you try it a little, you will succeed.

He and the yak just met, and if they were hooked up to hide the blade, they would seem too deliberate.

Another thing was unexpected, the volume of the Evil-Breaking Spirit Sword can also change with the content of spiritual energy.

Although I have learned a similar nature in nine years of compulsory education, it is still a bit incredible to use it in the magic of the fairy world.

Li Shen has been on the road to immortal cultivation too short, and other people have to constantly explore and understand what they are used to.

The Lingzi trembling sword brought by Mokulaga gave him inspiration to consciously shape the length, width and size of the sword body, blade, and hilt.

But I still failed to simulate the effect of Lingzi tremor, which is a little regretful.

If he could not use the earthly evil spirit to forge a sword, he would probably not be able to escape so easily.

Diao Zhupei looked at the two of them in a strange state, felt it from the air with his hands, and found a sword made of pure spiritual energy the size of a toothpick, inserted into the lower position of the yak.

"It's interesting, but not much, why don't you directly constitute a tremor of the spirit? It will be stronger and will cut off his spine without any obstacles."

Yak laughed awkwardly:

"Senior, don't joke, Mr. Li is not such a person, right?"

Diao Zhupei ignored him and asked:

"But isn't it dangerous to do this? Even if you can kill instantly, you will be struck by thunder in a blink of an eye. It's not worth the loss. Are you going to pull the barrier first and then control the sword blade in a very short time?"

Li Shen has no intention of hurting others, but he does have the intention to guarantee the situation.

"If you are struck by lightning, you won't be able to see your body. How should I get in touch?"

"Forget it, let's destroy yourself, just do whatever you want."

Diao Zhupei walked forward and passed by the old man guarding the gate. The old man knelt very quickly and knocked his head to the ground, making a crisp sound similar to a watermelon being photographed.

Li Shen pressed the sword blade several millimeters.

The yak said he didn't dare to ask for help, not to mention whether he could be rescued, but he risked being struck by lightning to hold him hostage.

I have to sigh.

Why? Could it be that I really like the junk iron on my van?

The old man still knelt down, his head not raising, his hands pressed against the ground, rubbing his fingers so that the edges of his fingers were stained with gray.

The legs hidden under the body tremble unconsciously and transmitted to the body, and you can see his whole body swaying left and right.

The yak is confused, why is he so scared?

Li Shen only felt that, why do you always kneel down when you practice well and reach the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Period? You have no dignity at all?

I hate the rules of the world of immortal cultivation.

The old man's hands and feet were shaking and trying his best to restrain himself, but his fear was always like a pair of rough hands, holding his heart, and pulling it up and down.

I waited quietly for the footsteps to pass before I dared to turn my head, glanced at the girl's back, and then quickly flew over.

After wiping the dust from his forehead, I didn't have time to clap my hands and took out a wrinkled piece of white paper from my pocket.

The top of her head used superb painting skills to depict a figure: a thin sunscreen jacket, gray yoga suit and yoga pants.

The figure is well-proportioned and beautiful. Just by paintings, you can feel the wonderful taste of a girl.

But there was a black thread on the girl's shoulder, as if the "painter" had painted here, suddenly had a mental breakdown and was scribbling.

The person in the antique market asked him to record the faces of the sneaky, unusual, and powerful cultivator.

Sneaky can be used as the target of suspicion of an accident.

If you have abnormalities, you can find some precautions to avoid accidents.

The powerful one is the object of giving gifts.

The old man guessed that Diao Zhupei was extremely powerful, so he had to follow the rules and painted it with a pen, but found that he didn't remember her appearance at all!

How is it possible?

He immediately called his disciple, locked the door, and secretly came to the third floor to find her through the small door.

After waiting for a few minutes, I saw Mr. Li talking to himself like a madman and Diao Zhupei!

He observed silently, used the mind of a natural artist to construct her approximate proportions, then looked back and stared at the white paper, but his mind was paler than the white paper.

She is powerful and abnormal!

The old man didn't dare to look again, and after going downstairs, he called the person in the antique market with a special plane.

The one instructed:

"Give up observation and save my life, I'll come back immediately."

"What if she leaves?"

"Does it still have anything to do with us if we leave the monk Qixing?"

“Yes, yes.”

The old man wiped his cold sweat and hung up the phone.

Now, he took out his pen again.

Since she cannot describe herself, it is the same for her boyfriend.

…

Yak asked:

"Senior, Mr. Li, if you have any questions, just ask if you want to go to my van, which has air conditioning, and I can't escape, so there is no need to point my sword at me."

Suddenly, a few harsh whistles sounded from the other end of the street.

Four heavy-duty-business motorcycles, with powerful wave sprays, drove to the vicinity in a few seconds.

There is a woman hanging on the back of men.

A yellow-haired man asked:

"Is that old thing here?"

The girl with long pink hair on the yellow-haired car seat acted like a spoiled person and hit the yellow-haired back with a small fist.

The black motorcycle suit is thick and it is impossible to hurt, and her delicate ones don't seem to be really beaten.

"Why are you scolding my dad? If something happened to him, can't you come and see him?"

"Why don't I come? I brought my friends and came in a flash. If I don't die, I don't die. He actually disagrees with us being together."

The girl with long pink hair pointed at Li Shen and her party and said:

"You are not bad yet. I told you not to take it off, don't take it off. You have to take it off, which will make people go to the hospital. What else can you do? You have to be responsible!"

"Go and ask them, we've been shopping for several times."

Men are laughing strangely.

Huangmao shouted, and four motorcycles stopped in front of three people.

The eyes of the four male riders were immediately attracted by Diao Zhupei.

And their girlfriends looked at Li Shen with affectionateness.

Huangmao also noticed that he was polite and asked:

"That tall man! What about you, where is the parking lot around here?"

Li Shenli ignored him and asked:

"Why?"

Diao Zhupei said angrily:
Chapter completed!