Help, the chance to grab is poisonous

The mountains are green and the trees are verdant.

The white clothes fell on the branches, and he looked over, but found no trace of Li Chiyi.Suddenly a gust of wind blew past him, Zhao Wuxia was startled suddenly, bowed his head, jumped off the branch, but still couldn't avoid it, a strand of hair was cut off.

Li Chiyi's hands didn't stop for a moment, and the bully came forward to attack. Zhao Wuxia was good at attacking with the sound of the flute. Before the sound of his flute, it was his only chance!

In a short while, the two of them went through several moves, and Zhao Wuxia held the flute in his hand to resist his attack.Li Chiyi's broken sword condensed wind elements and turned into a translucent blade, more than a foot long.Zhao Wuxia narrowed his eyes and looked at the wind blade: "You don't have aura?"

There was a hint of interest in his eyes, and with great strength in his hand, he swung the person dozens of feet away.

The wind element supported Li Chiyi's body, and the boy folded himself against the tree, and flew back again with his strength.Zhao Wuxia's Changxiao once again resisted the attack of the wind blade, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and just about to say something, the wind blade turned into scorching fire and sprayed on his face.

Zhao Wuxia's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly took a few steps back. Li Chiyi saw the timing and kicked the flute in his hand.

This time Zhao Wuxia's face completely darkened.

Suddenly a powerful spiritual pressure descended, Li Chiyi froze, and his attack was half a minute slow. Zhao Wuxia dodged his attack, and hit his right shoulder with a palm, only to hear the sound of bone cracking, and Li Chiyi spat out With a mouthful of blood, he backed away a few steps.

He wanted to fight again, but someone grabbed his throat with one hand and couldn't move.

Zhao Wuxia stared at him gloomyly: "What is the exercise you practice? Did he give it to you?"

Li Chiyi endured the severe pain: "Senior Wei has been in the belly of the giant snake for thousands of years, you know, but he has been reluctant to save him for a long time, because he is afraid that he will lose his sanity and attack you when he comes out of the snake's belly, so you have to wait for someone like me appear in place of the dead ghost."

Zhao Wuxia sneered: "What do you know, if it weren't for me, how could he become the master of Phoenix Palace."

He continued: "Qiwu Realm is connected to many low-level secret realms. Over the years, secret realms of all sizes have been opened so many times. Every time I would go in and lure people to open Qiwu Realm. It's a pity that these people are too useless , all died in the turbulent flow of space. I waited for almost 500 years, and finally I waited for you, but what I didn't expect was that you are a majestic disciple of the righteous way, but you are actually a vixen in your bones."

Li Chiyi roared angrily: "You shameless villain, if you hadn't designed me, why would I have ended up in such a state!"

In his desperation, he revealed his emotions, saying that his golden core was destroyed and he was unlucky to conceive, but Zhao Wuxia misunderstood him as serving Weizheng with sex and obtaining the Feng Clan's skills.

"What a fall to such a point! If you really don't want to, why don't you prove your innocence by dying?" Zhao Wuxia's mouth curled up, "Forget it, let me do it for you."

Zhao Wuxia's hands tightened, and Li Chiyi could hardly speak.

The powerful spiritual pressure came over, and even with his extremely spiritual body, he felt a real sense of oppression. Coupled with the force in the opponent's hand, Li Chiyi had no strength to resist at all!

At this moment, he suddenly felt a hot current gushing out from his dantian, and a gentle golden light surged from his body, and instantly flicked Zhao Wuxia's hand pinched around his neck!

Zhao Wuxia:? ? ?

His green feather-like eyebrows were raised: "Do you have any other self-defense weapons on your body?"

Li Chiyi's expression was unpredictable and he remained silent.

Zhao Wuxia sneered coldly: "Forget it, let me see how many moves that magic weapon on your body can catch me." After finishing speaking, he easily grabbed Li Chiyi's right hand and threw him several feet away.

Before Li Chiyi could react, he was held by the other party again, tightly strangling his neck.

Zhao Wuxia's eyes were already full of confidence, as expected, this magic weapon was probably a one-off, and this kid might not be able to catch his next move.

At this time, a more powerful spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped the two of them, Zhao Wuxia's face changed, and he resisted with all his strength, and when he let go of his hand, Li Chiyi used his last bit of strength to break free from his restraint, and fell into a state of embarrassment. Get out of the way.

The spiritual pressure disappeared suddenly, and Wei Zheng landed in front of Li Chiyi, looking at Zhao Wuxia indifferently.

The young man hid behind Wei Zheng, and suddenly smiled coldly, as if mocking him—unexpectedly, not only he had a way to find Wei Zheng, but the young man also had a way to contact Wei Zheng, those words just now were just delaying time!

Zhao Wuxia's expression changed, and he said, "Ah Zheng."

Without saying a word, Wei Zheng picked up the broken sword that Li Chiyi had dropped on the ground, pointed at Zhao Wuxia, and said in a low voice, "Get lost."

Zhao Wuxia's eyes widened, and there was a trace of injury in his eyes: "You let me go?"

Without saying a word, Wei Zheng slowly drew out his sword.

Zhao Wuxia gritted his teeth and grabbed the long flute, and preemptively struck. A sharp sound of the flute resounded through the forest.

Li Chiyi felt a sharp pain in his head, Wei Zheng turned his head and glanced at him: "Protect yourself."

After all, a gentle spiritual pressure like water covered the young man. Weizheng's voice was deep and calm, but there was a special power that made Li Chiyi calm down unconsciously.

He clutched his wound and watched the two fight. Zhao Wuxia's fight with him just now was almost like amusing a child. Even if he was under the protection of Wei Zheng's spiritual pressure at this time, he could still see the sound of the flute Like the essence, every move implies murderous intent.

Zhao Wuxia's gentle voice echoed in the air: "Ah Zheng, I have been looking for a way to rescue you for thousands of years. Don't be deceived by this little thief."

Wei Zheng didn't answer him, but asked instead: "Isn't this the cultivation method of the Jingyue Sect, is it the exile from Fenggong?"

Zhao Wuxia's voice paused: "That's right, it's the "God's Music Score"."

"How did you explain to Zongmen?"

Li Chiyi suddenly said: "He is no longer a disciple of the Jingyue Sect, he has betrayed the sect as early as 900 years ago."

Wei Zheng paused and looked at Zhao Wuxia: "Is what he said true?"

Zhao Wuxia forced a smile and said, "A Zheng, you and I meet again in a thousand years, why do we need to meet each other with swords? Is it just for such a thing to sow discord?"

Li Chiyi: "Why be hypocritical? You wanted to kill me just now."

Zhao Wuxia's complexion changed: "Your intention is not right, and you took advantage of the situation, I just want to teach you a lesson."

Li Chiyi suddenly felt extremely absurd, and he said with a deadpan expression: "It's really ridiculous. If it weren't for the seniors who waited for nearly a thousand years in various secret realms every time, the juniors might not have the opportunity to take advantage of this opportunity!"

Zhao Wuxia's expression was cold, and the sound of the flute changed, and he suddenly launched an attack!

Weizheng's spiritual pressure increased suddenly, and Zhao Wuxia's attacks on Li Chiyi were resolved one by one.Zhao Wuxia let out a miserable laugh, obviously hating him very much, and suddenly aimed his attack at Wei Zheng.

Zhao Wuxia's control over the sound has reached the peak, and Li Chiyi saw that the wind elements, driven by the sound of the flute, were half a little more manic than when he was driving the envoy, rolling up sharp wind blades in the air and attacking Wei Zheng. go.

There was a strong wind, Wei Zheng held Li Chiyi's broken sword, his green robe fluttered, and his long hair fluttered.

In an instant, all the elements in the mountains and forests were wrapped in spiritual power and gathered towards Wei Zheng, which was several realms higher than Zhao Wuxia's voice control of spiritual power!

Li Chiyi's heart moved, and he tried to communicate with the wind element with his divine sense. As soon as he got closer, he was engulfed in a tornado, and he couldn't help but go to Wei Zheng's side!This is the high-level monk's ability to control natural elements. The sound is rare, but the elephant is invisible. The more atmospheric, the more inclusive of everything.

If he felt something, he was immersed in this carnival of wind elements, and he was like a flat boat swaying in the strong wind. When he approached Wei Zheng, the other party glanced at him, and the violent wind element suddenly softened. With his consciousness floating outside.

Li Chiyi quickly recalled his divine sense, took a few breaths, and saw Wei Zheng using the broken sword as a knife, slashing at Zhao Wuxia expressionlessly——

Li Chiyi: ...is this how the sword is used?

The so-called real strength crushing is to suppress the enemy with one move.

In an instant, the sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, Wei Zheng knocked him down, and said in a deep voice, "Get lost."

This was the second word he said, Zhao Wuxia spat out a mouthful of blood, and without speaking, summoned Bailian and fled in embarrassment.

Before leaving, he turned around and took a look at Li Chiyi, the coldness in his eyes seemed to be real, looking at the young man was like looking at a dead person.

Li Chiyi suddenly remembered that the appearance of this man in white clothes was very different when he first met him, but it matched the image of Zhang Zanran who killed Zhang Zanran when he was unhappy.

After Zhao Wuxia left for a long time, the young man regained his composure. His blood surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Wei Zheng walked over, returned the broken sword to him, and praised: "It's an improvement to be able to pass so many moves under the monks of the transformation stage."

Li Chiyi: ...

For a moment he didn't know how to speak.

The person in front of him obviously doesn't want to mention his past with Zhao Wuxia, but this secretive attitude, isn't it a kind of concern?

He was lost in thought, Wei Zheng pulled him up from the ground, and twirled the dead leaves from his head: "But from this point of view, you still need to go through actual combat to become proficient in practicing the Five Elements Art in the Qiwu Realm. This time I go to Meicheng, I will help you recuperate your body, and I will not do anything else."

Li Chiyi's body froze, and he quickly got out of his inexplicable thoughts, and was quickly attracted by Wei Zheng's words.

"What the seniors said is very true."

In fact, the grievances between these two people have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't need to care about it at all.

What I should care about and realize is that Wei Zheng can't be by his side forever to help him, and how to deal with such emergencies again in the future has to be resolved by myself.

Li Chiyi: "Senior Wei, it's not just about fighting, this time I will find Feng Buqing's reincarnation by myself, is that okay?"

Wei Zheng was taken aback: "I didn't mean that..."

Li Chiyi: "That's exactly what I mean."

The young man smiled, and there was seriousness in his smile: "After all, rather than constantly receiving favors, I'm more used to being the one who stands alone."

Wei Zheng couldn't help laughing.

What a nasty kid.

The author has something to say: Dongfang Aotian: Brother, do you still remember how you taught me back then?Remember your straight male homophobic persona.

Li Chiyi: =_=