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Chapter 112: Helpless 2

Li Ji ran all the way, but his thoughts were racing. Things happened too fast, completely beyond his imagination. What should he do now? How to do it!

The time was too short for Li Ji to think deeply. He was holding the body of layman Ci'an. The blood kept flowing out and wet his whole body. It was estimated that for some time, no blood flowed out anymore. The body of layman Ci'an was

The body began to feel cold, and Li Ji frowned. He hadn't figured out what to do yet, but he estimated the distance and found that he could reach Wanhua Tower in more than an hour. He didn't pay attention to how long it had been. This was a troublesome matter.

If he didn't go to Wanhua Tower, it might arouse the suspicion of Patriarch Duanmu. After all, judging from his appearance at that time, he seemed to know why this layman Ci'an came to take him away.

The more he thought about Li Ji, the more troublesome he felt, but he really couldn't bear that situation. But just going back like this made Li Ji very unhappy. Not to mention other things, he had already joined the religion, but he ended up being killed because of his curiosity.

It's over. It's too embarrassing to say this. He doesn't want to be ridiculed for decades.

"Ce Na!" Li Ji couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, but as soon as he finished cursing, he was startled and immediately stared to the south, where an extremely powerful force was rushing toward him at high speed.

At that moment, it was between life and death. Li Ji didn't have time to think too much, and his spiritual power was completely released. Even if it was a broken sword, even if it had been burned red by the power of the red flame, and was about to be unable to support it, Li Ji forced it down.

That terrifying power.

The blazing heat wave came through the sky in an instant, like a wave crashing on the shore, and swept across the land in an instant. Everywhere he saw was scorched earth. The vegetation within a ten-mile radius around Li Ji withered in the blink of an eye, and thick smoke billowed from the sky.

The flames rose from beneath him, covering his eyes, and only a brilliant firelight descended from the sky, piercing the thick smoke that covered the sky and cutting off everything.

Li Ji was shocked. The person who came here had a higher level of morality than he imagined. How could he have expected so much? The body of layman Ci'an was discarded by him casually. The fire on his body was strong, and a light wave rose in front of him.

Blue fire wall.

"boom!"

Like thunder exploding in the world, the ground roared, and the hot fire hit the wall of fire. The frightening and terrifying power was almost irresistible to Li Ji. The huge force pushed Li Ji straight back,

He was pushed back several feet in mid-air, but his strength did not diminish at all, and he continued to press forward like a huge wave.

Li Ji's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly, holding his sword across his chest. All the strength in his body was activated, and he heard the roar of a dragon and screams. After a moment, the flames hit Li Ji's sword.

There was another loud noise, and the fire flew back. Li Ji's face was flushed, and his tongue felt sweet. He forced it down, and was knocked back a few steps before he stood firm. A chill gradually appeared on his face, and in his eyes.

A deep desire to retreat arose.

As soon as the fire light faded, where the fire flickered, Zhang Qide's figure slowly appeared. He was a little surprised. He looked at Li Ji. Although he was far away, after all, the other party was using the red flame of the Sword Sect, which he could still recognize.

, said softly "Hey", and flew over Duanxiao.

Li Ji clenched his sword tightly, and his heart was filled with shock. He vaguely felt that the opponent's swordsmanship seemed familiar, but for a moment he couldn't figure out where he had seen it before. When the opponent came closer, he actually forgot to keep the distance.

He paused on the spot.

After seeing the face of the person who took his blow clearly, Zhang Qide laughed, "Tsk, who did I think it was? Why is it you?

Li Ji."

Zhang Qide laughed and asked in surprise.

When he saw it was Zhang Qide, Li Ji was stunned. No wonder he felt that he had known this swordsman before. Isn't this the Chiyan of the Sword Sect? Li Ji slapped his head and secretly cursed that he didn't even recognize him.

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"Uncle Zhang, why are you here?" Li Ji was confused and couldn't help but ask.

"No, shouldn't I be the one asking you why you are here? Where is Zhang Hao? Why didn't he come?" Zhang Qide frowned and asked.

Li Ji hesitated for a moment and said: "There are still pursuers behind me. I am playing the role of a disciple of the Immortality Cult who is held hostage by Wanhua Tower. Can we not talk about this for now?"

"Okay, it's all small things."

Zhang Qide smiled, replied casually, and knocked Li Ji down with one palm, and got mixed up with layman Ci'an who had been smashed to pieces.

Although his strength was not strong, Li Ji still didn't react when something happened suddenly. His body was now covered with various things from Master Ci'an. He frowned, and he didn't even know that he was covered with various things from Master Ci'an.

Which part of.

From a distance, Ancestor Duanmu also felt the sudden and intimidating power. It must be that a powerful person had arrived here. A look of worry appeared on his face, and he hurried over.

As soon as he arrived at the venue, he saw Zhang Qide holding a sword and preparing to kill!

Ancestor Duanmu was shocked because he sensed that Ci'an had been bombarded into a puddle of flesh, and Li Ji might have been protected by Ci'an, so he was not in danger of his life, but he was still seriously injured, not to mention his strength.

How could he withstand Zhang Qide's shocking blow?

But Zhang Qide stopped halfway with his sword. He turned around and looked at Patriarch Duanmu, with a hint of smile on his lips and said coldly: "Hey, isn't this Tong Yuanliang?"

Ancestor Duanmu glanced at the place where the thick smoke dispersed. All the vegetation had withered. Then thinking of the tragic death of Master Ci'an, he took a deep breath. The other party was very strong. He had fought with him a hundred years ago.

It can't be defeated now. If we meet again now, this Kai Tak will probably be a little stronger.

Suddenly, the roar of dragons resounded throughout the world, and the temperature of the whole world seemed to have suddenly risen a lot. The grass and trees under me were all "sizzling" and smoking, and some dead branches and leaves were already in this scorching heat.

A small fire broke out.

I don't know when, Zhang Qide's whole body was wrapped in flames. He couldn't really see what he looked like, and the Duanxiao was nowhere to be seen again. The blazing flames under his feet were burning wantonly, as if something was trying to break free from the shackles of the world and break through.

This inexplicable space puts everything under its feet.

An increasingly sharp roar sounded, deafening people's ears. Li Ji was lying in a puddle of flesh, but his eyes were unblinking, staring at the field, for fear of missing any detail.

A huge dragon head finally shattered the pride of the world. It rushed out from Zhang Qide's feet, then entangled Zhang Qide and slowly rose up, followed by the dragon god with long sleeves, flamboyant four claws, and swaying dragon tail, rushing up one by one.

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Finally, a red fire dragon that was more than ten feet long stood behind Zhang Qide with its fangs and claws roaring. The oppressive feeling was many times more powerful than the one Li Ji summoned when he jumped a level.

When the fire

When the dragon hovered in the sky, the air around him seemed to be ignited, making a "sizzling" sound. With a move of Zhang Qide's hand, Duanxiao fell from the sky and inserted into the dragon's head.

A high-pitched dragon cry suddenly sounded, shocking the world, and in Zhang Qide's hand, pure flames condensed in his hand. A long sword appeared and was held by him. A fire dragon only the size of a strike ruler wandered around his body and wrapped around him.

Got him.

"Dragon-ridden!" Ancestor Duanmu's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that the opponent would hit him with a killing move without leaving any room. He clenched the sword tightly and emitted a faint green light, protecting his entire body.

He was on alert and on guard against Zhang Qide.

The dragon kept roaring and roaring sharply. It was unclear how Zhang Qide moved. He could only see an afterimage appearing where Zhang Qide was standing, indicating that he had already rushed over.

The fire dragon moved as he pleased and roared in. The breath that came out of his nose was so hot that it seemed as if the air was stagnant, which made people very uncomfortable. Ancestor Duanmu looked solemn as he stepped forward to meet it.

The fire dragon was ferocious and flamboyant, not taking anything into account. Everything it passed was destroyed. Everything was burned away by the flames, leaving nothing behind. The blue light and the fire dragon collapsed at the first touch, so they were no enemy.

The more Zhang Qide fought, the more courageous he became, attacking the vital points of Ancestor Duanmu with every move. The terrifying power had already shattered the green light barrier many times. It seemed that Ancestor Duanmu could still resist, but he was already outnumbered and was bound to lose.

Ancestor Duanmu was howling loudly in the air. It seemed that he was not afraid at all and wanted to fight Zhang Qide to the death, but his heart was already getting more and more frightened. Zhang Qide was more powerful than he imagined. At this sudden contact, he was swept away by the flames.

After passing through his chest, a large piece was burned off, and he cried out in pain, which made him extremely frightened. Although he was able to fight hard at the beginning, he was suppressed by the opponent within a few rounds, and he was gradually at a disadvantage and could no longer fight back.

room.

Ancestor Duanmu complained endlessly in his heart, and he already had the intention to leave. As for Li Ji, he no longer dared to think about it anymore, leaving him to fend for himself.

Just when he was frightened, another green light came rushing towards him, sharing a lot of pressure from him. After receiving Zhang Qide's violent blow, the flames exploded and scattered everywhere. Zhang Qide said: "Eh"

He made a sound and stepped back.

Seemingly unwilling to give up, the Red Fire True Dragon looked up to the sky and roared. The fire shrank and turned into Duanxiao again, returning to Zhang Qide's hands. The flames also dissipated from Zhang Qide's body. His face was already a little pale, and he looked at the visitor with some doubts.

Ancestor Duanmu took a closer look and saw that his senior brother Wang Ping had arrived. He felt happy and quickly joined him.

Wang Ping did not speak, but frowned and looked at Zhang Qide. Ancestor Duanmu also knew that this was not the time to speak, so he also looked attentively.

Zhang Qide, on the other hand, seemed unwilling to give in. He clicked his tongue, shook his head slightly, sighed, and then turned into fire and disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Neither of them moved, and no one caught up with them. After a long time, Patriarch Duanmu remembered something and wanted to go see Li Ji, but when he lowered his head and looked down, he couldn't see Li Ji's shadow anywhere. This made him

He was even more frightened. After discussing with Wang Ping, he quickly searched around, but he could only see people from Wanhua Tower from a distance.
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