Stunning beauty

Li House.

forecourt.

Li Ziye looked at the scattered 63 waste materials, and said with obvious distress on his face, "Old Bai, are your juniors reliable? I spent money on this."

"More reliable than these people."

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "Wait patiently for a few days. Chang Yu and the others also need to practice first. The difficulty of this seventh move is indeed very high."

Simplify the complexity, change one move, distribute it to 63 people, the difficulty is still a headache, it can be seen how difficult it is to practice the seventh form of the Flying Immortal Art.

If it weren't for Jian Chi's method, it would be almost impossible to practice this seventh form.

"By the way, Brother Li, I haven't had time to ask you, how is Senior Jian Chi doing now?" Bai Wangyu asked with concern.

"Still in the Western Regions."

Li Ziye replied truthfully, "Old Zhang's injury should be serious, otherwise, he wouldn't have come back by now."

"Western Region, with that scholar here, Senior Jian Chi really needs to be more careful."

Bai Wangyu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "However, there is no need to worry. Since Senior Jian Chi has sent a letter to report his safety, Brother Li can just wait patiently. Perhaps, one day in the future, Senior Jian Chi will suddenly show up. "

"It's good that he's not dead."

Li Ziye grinned and said, "As for when to come back, that's up to him."

Speaking of this, Li Ziye suddenly lowered his voice, and whispered, "Old Bai, let me tell you something, two masters have come to my house."

"Master?"

Bai Wangyu asked suspiciously, "What kind of expert?"

"In the West Wing."

Li Ziye looked in the direction of the west chamber, and said in a low voice, "The two great practitioners at the five-level level, the old man Confucian Shou and Lao Qin seem to know each other."

When Bai Wangyu heard the words, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the West Wing, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

A great cultivator of the Five Realms that both the Confucian leader and the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal knew?

"Brother Li doesn't know their identities?" Bai Wangyu asked.

"do not know."

Li Ziye shook his head and said, "I can't find it out. Besides, the old man Confucianism and Old Qin refused to say anything. They are very mysterious."

Bai Wangyu heard it, and was slightly surprised, which was even more strange.

Under normal circumstances, great practitioners of the five realms are not unknown, so how could they not be identified?

What's more, Rushou and Plum Blossom Sword Immortal also know these two people.

However, after Bai Wangyu was only briefly curious, he restrained his thoughts.

The Plum Blossom Sword Immortal was in Li Yuan, so the two of them shouldn't pose any threat. As for their identities, he wasn't too interested.

"Brother Li, is Miss Li in the mansion?"

Bai Wangyu came back to his senses, and said bluntly, "During the days when I was injured, Miss Li sent people to send many precious medicinal materials to the Confucian School. Now that my injury has recovered, I came to thank Miss Li."

"No."

Li Ziye rubbed his chin and said, "Wait a minute, these days, Miss Youwei always leaves early in the morning and only comes back in the evening, so she's very busy."

"Then I'll wait." Bai Wangyu nodded.

"It's so boring to wait, come with me to the West Wing first." Li Ziye put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Wangyu asked puzzled.

"Learn your skills!"

Li Ziye responded, and immediately dragged Little Red Riding Hood towards the west chamber.

West Wing, in the courtyard.

Feng Manlou stood still, dressed in green clothes, with a stern face and an elegant demeanor.

When Bai Wangyu saw the first impression of the man in front of him, he felt very familiar.

Feng Manlou's gaze, at this moment, also noticed the Confucian disciples in front of him, and he was slightly surprised.

He was the great disciple of Confucianism at that time.

It's only been a year, and this person's cultivation has improved so rapidly.

Compared with this Confucian disciple.

Thinking of this, Feng Manlou's gaze subconsciously shifted back to the boy from the Li family.

forget it. I'm done here.

"I think you have acquired so many warriors. You probably want to learn the seventh form of the Flying Immortal Jue. How about it? 63 changes, how many can you evolve now?" Feng Manlou looked at the young man in front of him and asked proactively.

Li Ziye stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty weight?"

Seeing this, Feng Manlou nodded and said, "That's not bad."

"It's triple."

Li Ziye said embarrassedly.

"..."

Feng Manlou was speechless.

On the side, Bai Wangyu quietly looked at the man in front of him, his gaze became more serious.

"Today, we change the way we learn."

Feng Manlou turned around and walked ten steps away, and said calmly, "You attack, I defend, if your sword touches me, you win."

"Mr. Feng is a great cultivator at the fifth level, and I'm just at the third level, it's not fair." Li Ziye protested.

"I don't move my true energy." Feng Manlou said lightly.

"It's not good, hehe."

When Li Ziye heard the words, a wretched smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said.

"Needless to say, come on."

Feng Manlou said indifferently.

"it is good!"

Li Ziye responded, looked at Little Red Riding Hood at the side, and said, "Old Bai, get out of the way."

Bai Wangyu nodded, and immediately stepped out ten feet away.

"Mr. Feng, be careful!"

Li Ziye drew his sword, and a surge of true energy surged out, reminding him.

"Ah."

Feng Manlou nodded.

Li Ziye's expression was slightly condensed, and he took a step forward, his body was like thunder, and the long sword followed.

Moment of youth, the demeanor of a sword, so dazzling.

Fast, still fast, Feixian Jue's body technique is known for its speed, Li Ziye has practiced the first six moves, and in the third realm, his speed is unmatched.

After two years of hard work and hard work, Li Ziye's strength has indeed improved rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

however.

Li Ziye is fast, and Feng Manlou is faster.

When the sword arrives, Tsing Yi disappears, avoiding the edge of the sword.

Seeing this, Li Ziye turned the sword in his hand. At the same time, his body and sword skills were a bit faster, and the offensive continued continuously.

The sword's edge, which was as fast as lightning, followed like a shadow, but unfortunately, the touch of green clothes was so fast that it was unbelievable.

There was obviously no fluctuation of true energy, and the sword in Li Ziye's hand still couldn't touch Feng Manlou's body.

There was no speculation, no trickery, just a pure speed gap. Li Ziye, who had always been confident in his own speed, deeply felt the huge gap between him and Mr. Feng in front of him at this moment.

And outside the battle.

Bai Wangyu looked at Fengmanlou, which was as fast as thunder, and his eyes became more and more shocked.

This person is not a human race!

As a major disciple of Confucianism, Bai Wangyu had already cultivated his righteousness to a very high level, and he clearly sensed that the aura hidden in the man in Tsing Yi's body was not owned by the human race.

Not far away, Shuiyue came over and said lightly, "We meet again."

Bai Wangyu came back to his senses, looked at the woman walking in front of him, and his expression was shocked again.

"It's you!"

Bai Wangyu suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in disbelief, "Why did you come to this world!"

"Since we are destined to be enemies, of course we need to know more about our opponents." Shuiyue said indifferently.

Bai Wangyu clenched his hands tightly and said in a deep voice, "Then why does it have to be Li Yuan!"

"Because of the Flying Immortal Art."

Shuiyue said calmly, "This is the number one method in the world, and it will allow our clan to have one more powerful emperor."

After hearing the words, Bai Wangyu immediately understood what was going on, and looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was in the middle of the battle.

"Keng!"

in battle.

Li Ziye exhausted all six changes, but the sword in his hand still couldn't touch Fengmanlou at all.

At the moment when the sword was about to end, Feng Manlou stretched out two fingers, fixed the Chunjun sword, and said calmly, "I know, where is the gap between you and me?"

"I don't know."

Li Ziye shook his head in confusion.

Feng Manlou looked at the big Confucian disciple who was not far away, and said calmly, "You tell me."

"There is a gap in the response speed of the body itself."

Bai Wangyu suppressed the waves in his heart and replied.

"good."

Feng Manlou withdrew his gaze, looked at the young man in front of him, and said seriously, "Your moves and your reactions are all traceable, which will affect your speed. In the final analysis, it is because you are not working hard enough. , all of which have been trained to truly become the instinct of the body like breathing, today, your sword can touch me."