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Chapter 159: Fierce Qi

Yang Tianshuo rushed to urge the true essence magic power, and immediately swept away countless fire pythons, and controlled two swords to block in front of him, facing Li Muran

Li Muran's figure changed, leaving only afterimages in the original place, but his body had already attacked Yang Tianshuo's side.

After using the two swords of soul-chasing and soul-catching swords, Li Muran's body movement speed was significantly higher. Yang Tianshuo could not see his original position at all. He only saw a shadow flashing around him. Occasionally, some figures fell down, but I don't know if it was an illusory afterimage or Li Muran's original body.

Suddenly, Yang Tianshuo felt a slight cool breeze behind him, as if he was about to cut through the demon fire ring that he protected. He was shocked and hurriedly sacrificed a black shield to protect him behind him.

However, this was just a blue water knife attack, and its power was exhausted before it broke through the magic fire circle. Even so, it scared Yang Tianshuo to sweat.

Almost at the same time, another cool breeze hit his side, and Yang Tianshuo still didn't dare to be careless. With a thought, the shield moved a little and protected him.

With a light "click", it turned out that a golden light slash magic came, but it was still not very powerful, and it could break through the demon fire circle that protected him.

After several times, Yang Tianshuo seemed a little tired and busy

"Swoosh" a blue light flashed, and another water knife attacked from him. This time, Yang Tianshuo protected him with one palm and did not mobilize his shield.

After the water knife slashed into the demon fire circle, its power was immediately exhausted, but after the water knife disappeared, Li Muran's figure actually appeared in the original place.

"Oh no," Yang Tianshuo's face changed drastically. He quickly slapped his palm, and a magical cremation turned into a huge fire python and rushed out, hitting Li Muran.

In the dark red fire, Li Muran gently patted a palm, and a pure white spiritual light shone out from his palm, shining on the demon fire.

Suddenly, the magic fire became extremely dim, and the fire python shrank halfway in an instant.

Yang Tianshuo had already consumed most of his mana in his previous strong attack. The mana contained in his palm at this time was naturally limited. When he was shining by Li Muran's lost light, he became much weaker in an instant, revealing an obvious flaw.

And in this flash of lightning, Li Muran slashed out the two swords in his hand together

Two sword lights, one green and one red, easily penetrated the thin magic fire and slashed on Yang Tianshuo's body.

"Cha" Yang Tianshuo's arm was immediately cut to the ground.

"I've given up" Li Muran took back his swords and retreated more than ten feet.

The demon fire faded in an instant, and the attacks all over the sky collapsed. Yang Tianshuo stood there motionless, with only blood flowing unstoppable.

"You..." Yang Tianshuo struggled to say something, but suddenly with a light "bang", his body split into two, and it was terrible.

"Ah" the elders were shocked, and the monks of the Divine Travel Period took a deep breath.

"You are inappropriate in taking action, so please punish me, seniors." Li Muran bowed and clasped his fists and said.

The fourth elders laughed in their hearts. The elders had already said that they had already said first, and even if there were casualties during the competition, Li Muran would not be held responsible. Moreover, Li Muran took action to kill the other party just now, but it was only a matter of a moment. Yang Tianshuo had been attacking fiercely before, and Li Muran was in a passive state and could only dodge desperately. It was not until the end that he suddenly launched a counterattack. These elders had no time to stop him. In this fierce battle, it was indeed difficult to take action without any effort. It was normal for Li Muran to do his best and it was difficult to pursue his mistakes.

Sure enough, the second elder was silent for a moment, coughed lightly, and said a little embarrassedly: "This is no wonder Li Xiaoyou. After all, the fight just now was quite dangerous, and Li Xiaoyou himself was almost killed many times. However, the other party was the envoy of the Flame Soul Sect after all, so let Fairy Juexin make a decision on this matter."

Fairy Juexin said lightly: "I have said it first. Even if my disciples of this sect are injured and killed in the competition, I will never hold Li Xiaoyou accountable. Although I am only a female player, I am still just a word. Naturally, I will not break my promise. I will only blame him for his own skills."

"Thank you seniors for being magnanimous." Li Muran bowed and felt relieved.

The second elder pointed to Yang Tianshuo's corpse on the stage and said, "Fairy Juexin, this is the body of a cultivator of the noble sect. Should the fairy deal with it personally, or should the ashes be handed over to the fairy after the tribe is properly handled on his behalf?"

Fairy Juexin said: "This is the territory of the nobles, so I will naturally follow the rules of the nobles. I will not have any objections."

The second elder nodded, slapped his palms, and ordered the monks of the Shenyoushisha clan to carry away the bloody bodies on the stage, and sacrificed a piece of fresh breeze and sand to wipe out the blood stains on it.

Li Muran sat cross-legged on the spot and took out a pill of essence and energy pill to replenish the mana and physical strength he had consumed just now.

After a stick of incense, the second elder said, "The time has come, Xiaoyou Li prepares for the fourth competition."

"Yes" Li Muran stood up and looked coldly at the monks of the sand clan in the Yiyu Shenyou period below.

The five mid-stage Sand Clan monks in the audience, when they saw Li Muran's cold eyes, recalled the scene of Yang Tianshuo's tragic death just now, and they couldn't help but feel trembling in their hearts when they saw Li Muran's cold eyes.

The five people seemed to have already discussed it. They looked at each other, then walked up to the stage together, bowed to several elders of the Dharma Xiangqi period and said in unison:

"We know that we are not a match for Fellow Daoist Li, so we are willing to admit defeat and give up this competition voluntarily."

"You are going to admit defeat now?" The second elder frowned.

One of the five cultivators said: "The strength of the second elder, the subordinates is only equal to the envoy of the Flame Soul Sect just now. Since fellow Daoist Li can kill the envoy of the Flame Soul Sect, we are naturally not an opponent. Moreover, fellow Daoist Li takes ruthless action, and it is difficult to grasp the measure during the battle, so we dare not take risks and challenge.

"What Nephew Yuan said is the truth," said the fourth elder: "Since you know you are defeated and you take the initiative to admit defeat, we have no intention of making things difficult for you, so just do what you said."

The other elders also nodded, and they did not want these tribe members to suffer any further casualties in the competition. After all, these people are also rising stars of their tribe and cannot be sacrificed in vain.

"Little Friend Li, what do you think?" asked the second elder. These people were opponents selected by Li Muran, and he had the right to decide whether to accept the other party's voluntary abstention.

Li Muran said: "I naturally have no objection, but after these competitions are eliminated, we cannot add additional competitions, and secondly, we should give me more time to rest and prepare for the next competition."

"Yes," said the second elder: "I'll give you another half an hour to rest, and after half an hour, the ninth competition will be held directly."

"Thank you, senior." Li Muran thanked him and continued to sit on the stage and meditate.

After all the five Sand Clan monks in the middle stage of Shenyou took the initiative to admit defeat, there were still two opponents left, all of them were monks in the late stage of Shenyou.

After all, they have a higher realm and stronger strength. It would be a bit unreasonable if even they admit defeat. However, when these two people saw Yang Tianshuo's death, they couldn't help feeling sad and sad.

If they lose to Li Muran in the competition and are killed, I believe that the elders of this clan will not hold Li Muran responsible. He will just give up his life in vain, which is very unworthy.

The monks who gave in and left the hall one after another, and at this time there were only a few people in the hall.

"The fourth brother really has a high hope for this son. He even gave the famous ancient magic weapon like chasing souls to Li Xiaoyou." The second elder said with a smile.

The fourth elder smiled slightly: "The best magic weapon must be controlled by the corresponding master. Apart from Li Xiaoyou, there is no more suitable person to control this pair of magic weapon."

"However," the second elder frowned and said, "I heard that this soul-chasing and chasing spirits has a great origin. There have been countless masters who have experienced it. Moreover, it is rumored that this is a very evil weapon. None of their masters seems to have a good ending either being killed or gradually becoming a madman who only knows how to kill."

Li Muran, who was meditating, couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard this and listened carefully.

"These ancient rumors may not be able to rely on. At least in my hands, these two swords look very ordinary." The fourth elder said lightly: "And in the hands of Li Xiaoyou, this two swords are also beneficial or harmless."

"This may not be necessary," said the fairy Juexin who was beside him suddenly, "I see that this soul-chasing spirit is indeed a weapon. Its fierce aura is amazing, and every time it is contaminated with bloody aura, the fierce aura will be more serious. The stronger the fierce aura, the stronger the power of the pair of double swords will be. However, when the evil aura reaches a certain level, their owner may not be able to withstand it. Once it cannot bear it, let the evil aura enter the heart and control the mind, the monk will lose his intelligence and become a madman who only knows how to kill; he will even commit suicide to sacrifice this pair of swords. If the two swords are not contaminated with blood for a long time, the evil aura will gradually fade, but the power will also decrease."

"So that's it." Li Muran felt a stern in his heart, "Although this soul-chasing and chasing spirits is powerful, there are still such hidden dangers."

The fourth elder smiled slightly: "The evil spirit comes from the Buddhist technique of the righteous path. For those monks who are indestructible to resolve the evil spirit, it may indeed be very serious. But for monks who practice demon skills such as fairies, the evil spirit may be used to improve their own strength, so how could they be afraid?"

Fairy Juexin nodded, which was considered a default.

Li Muran wrote down the dialogues between these Dharma Ages in his heart one by one. Only by finding a way to deal with the evil spirit can he use the double swords of soul-chasing and soul-catching.

Before this, it is best to try to avoid accumulating too much so-called evil spirits.
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