C622 (1/2)

”Mystic Policy Army, obey your orders! Kill!”

Dozens of battle-ready soldiers formed a formation in the blink of an eye. They were all martial arts grandmasters.

A grandmaster of martial arts could form a golden core of martial arts and imprint the will of martial arts onto that golden core. Although it didn't have the ability to fly or flee, it had a purer and purer way of killing.

Li Ao had a disdainful sneer on his face. Ten or so Jindan Stage Adepts trying to kill an Immortal Soul Cultivator was simply laughable. Moreover, he, Li Ao, was not an ordinary Immortal Soul stage expert.

He withdrew the sword and pointed it at the sky. He formed a seal with his left hand, and with a sneer on his face, he began to chant. The sky had changed, and he was inexplicably oppressed.

Dark clouds surged and thunder roared. Accompanied by Li Ao's cold chant, ”Primitive Wanxiang, Godly Sword Controlling Thunder, Giddy!”

Li Jian's face instantly turned ugly. This commotion was unstoppable by the guards alone. ”Retreat!”

At the same time as he shouted, Li Jian stomped his feet on the ground and flew up. Behind him, the demonic Blue Lotus Art appeared.

The sound of thunder and lightning striking down could be heard incessantly.

Holding the treasured sword in one hand, Li Jian held it in his hand. A green glow of about ten feet was attached to the sword as he fiercely slashed out against the lightning.

Being struck by the sound of thunder, Hu Mei became more clear-headed. The blood in her eyes faded, and she felt her whole body aching as she grimaced in pain.

Xin 14 Niang stared blankly at Li Jian's upright posture under the reflection of thunder and the Blue Lotus Art that was behind Li Jian. The corners of her eyes were moist as she said in a daze, ”It's his aura, it's his aura!”

Hu Mei looked at Xin 14 Niang in surprise. She didn't understand why her mind was wandering at this time, but it wasn't the time to think about this. She immediately focused her attention on the battle between Li Jian and Li Ao.

A ten-foot-long green light attached itself to the treasured sword, fiercely resisting the falling thunder. Li Jian clenched his teeth, finding it rather strenuous.

This was the difference between the Immortal Dao and the Martial Dao. When cultivators borrowed the power of the heavens and the earth, their every move would have great power.

When a martial artist was tempering themselves in the early stages of their cultivation, they would also begin to perceive the Heavenly Dao and comprehend the Laws of Nature upon reaching the Xiantian realm. But martial artists focused more on the fight.

Li Jian gritted his teeth, blue veins popping out from his forehead.

”Open!”

The green light on the sword blade expanded and cut off the lightning. With a fierce look in his eyes, he rushed towards the man that caused people to feel disgust.

Seeing Li Jian's imposing manner rushing towards him, Li Ao did not slow down at all, he reached out and stroked the jade pendant hanging on his chest.

”Hualala!”

The sound of flowing water was clear and pleasant to the ears.

As the sword descended, the azure sword light became incomparably sharp. Unfortunately, it didn't hit Li Ao Di.

A layer of aqua blue light barrier appeared in front of Li Ao Di. A fresh smell of seawater permeated the air, and ripples appeared on the light barrier, dissolving Li Jian's sharp sword beam.

Li Jian flew back, once again standing ten meters away with a firm stance, solemnly looking at the man in front of him.

After fighting to this extent, Li Jian did not have any intentions of stopping. Even if the other party was a true disciple of a big sect, just based on the fact that he dared to be disrespectful to his master, he would never forgive him!