The last mortal immortal

During this period of being trapped, Lu Li not only thought about ways to escape from the spirit beast bag, but also thought about how to deal with Shang Yang Youxun's pursuit after escaping.

The gap in cultivation between the two sides is really too big, and Lu Li is now unable to use the cultivation power given by Baiyan Fairyland, and it is impossible to escape the opponent's pursuit. Therefore, there is only one way to escape from the clutches of the devil, and that is to divert the trouble to the east, so that A more powerful person came to deal with Shang Yang Youxun.

Naturally, the best choice for this person is Sikong Weiming, his old enemy!

The most important thing is that Lu Li happens to have this person's remaining sword intent in his body. During this time, he has already thought of how to stimulate the remaining sword intent. When the time comes for Xun in Shang Yang, he will definitely throw himself into the trap and have no time to take care of himself.

As for who was who in the ancient times, Lu Li naturally didn't care so much anymore. The most important thing now was to keep himself alive.

As the power of the sword heart in Lu Li's body emitted, as expected, the trace of sword intention remaining in him gradually condensed on Lu Li's fingers under the urging of the sword heart.

Shang Yang Youxun, who noticed Lu Li's actions, was immediately shocked. He no longer cared about the two people in Jinhuaigu and rushed towards Lu Li frantically: "No! How can you help the traitor clan!"

"I don't want to help anyone, I just don't want to be your victim!" Lu Li sneered, and immediately pointed his fingers toward the sky. In an instant, a dazzling sword light suddenly penetrated the formation seal in the cloudless sky. Burst out with dazzling brilliance!

Looking at the brilliance of the sword energy in the sky, a trace of confusion suddenly flashed in Shang Yang Youxun's eyes. The plan that he thought was a sure thing was unexpectedly ruined by a few humble juniors. In this way, not only the plan to attack and kill Sikong Weiming If it was destroyed, even he himself would probably be in crisis. After all, Sikong Weiming was a good swordsman, and his mysterious and strange magical powers would not be able to defeat the opponent head-on.

The phantoms in the field also dissipated one by one at this moment. Although the remaining pursuer didn't know what happened, seeing Shang Yang Youxun was stunned on the spot and seemed to have no intention of continuing to kill, he planned to turn around and escape quietly. As for Jinhuai Valley, he had already forgotten about it.

Unexpectedly, before this person flew very far, a sinister look burst out from Shang Yang Youxun's blank eyes. The next moment, his consciousness turned into a long black snake and bit the man with lightning speed. Behind the neck of the monk who was about to escape, in the blink of an eye, the man's eyes turned white and he fell down.

Seeing this, Lu Li couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in his heart, and then quietly came to Jin Huaigu and whispered: "Brother Jin, if you still have any means of escaping from the bottom of the box, I'm afraid you will use it now." , otherwise in a few moments, I’m afraid neither of us will be able to leave.”

"Uh... I didn't expect Brother Lu to be able to provoke such a terrifying old monster. This person has a high level of cultivation and is also good at forming formations. I'm afraid I will be stopped by him simply relying on escape skills..." Jin Huaigu was helpless. He replied that he thought he would be able to deal with the pursuers behind him when he came to look for Lu Li this time. Unexpectedly, although the pursuers were solved, they also attracted a more powerful enemy. If he had known this, he would have been more willing to face those two An old enemy from the Jindan period.

"Brother Jin, don't worry about the formation. All you need to do is take me away. I can deal with his sealing technique!" Lu Li said in a deep voice.

Seeing what Lu Li said so firmly, Jin Huaigu was not an indecisive person, so he nodded in agreement and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Huaigu immediately grabbed Lu Li's arm and turned into an afterimage and fled behind him. When he was about to approach the seal of the formation, Lu Li immediately activated his spiritual consciousness to create a gap in the formation.

With the perfect cooperation between the two, they had already escaped several miles away in the blink of an eye. But before Lu Li and the two could breathe a sigh of relief, they felt a cold air passing by, and they saw that Shang Yang Youxun was half sitting down. Looking at them coldly on the back of the horse: "You want to run away after ruining my life? If I can't end the fate of the clan, you will never leave alive!"

"Senior's words are wrong. Even if you understand your wish, you won't let us go." Lu Li sneered disdainfully. Anyway, they are already enemies of life and death, and there is no need to give each other any face.

Hearing this, Xun from Shang Yang laughed instead of being angry and shouted: "It is your honor to die for killing the traitors who surrendered to the Mouling Tribe!"

Before he finished speaking, Xun Fan of Shang Yang could be seen using his palm to condense his spiritual consciousness out of thin air and slapped Lu Li and the two fiercely.

The suffocating force of pressure was already difficult for the two of them to resist. Coupled with the giant palm of divine consciousness coming from the sky, Lu Li and the two were still unable to defeat even though they tried their best. They were gradually overwhelmed by the giant palm. Slowly press it down, and I'm afraid it will be crushed on the spot in a few moments.

At this moment, I saw a sword light coming from a distance instantly, and the giant palm of divine consciousness collapsed under the sword intention. Even the coercive power emitted by Shangyang Youxun also collapsed under the sword intention. No trace.

Lu Li looked intently and saw that the person coming was the man in the bamboo hat he had seen before!

"Sikong Weiming! You are indeed here! I hate it. I am only a few steps away from setting up a dragnet to capture you alive!" Shang Yang Youxun shouted frantically.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Sikong Weiming just chuckled and said with a hint of disgust: "You Shangyang clan will only use such dirty methods to deal with us. Even the master behind you is also ignorant of right and wrong. It’s a waste of time to kill good people! If people like you stay in the world of all spirits, they will only become a shame to the monks!”

"Haha! A traitor who cooperates with the Mourning Clan actually has the nerve to say such a thing! Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!" Shang Yang Youxun laughed wildly.

"In the past, you thought you knew all the secrets, but in fact you Shangyang clan are just abandoned sons who were used by others. In fact, you don't even know who the so-called traitors are." At this point, Si Kong Weiming was helpless. The ground shook his head and smiled: "That's right. It's just a waste of words to talk to a fool like you. Descendants of the Shangyang clan, you are looking for me, and I am also looking for you. The past grudges will be settled today. Come on! And you two juniors, if you want to die, just keep watching!"

Having said that, Sikong Weiming slowly raised the long green sword in his hand and pointed it at Shang Yang Youxun who was half sitting on the back of the horse. The extremely sharp sword intent instantly condensed into the body without leaking out at all. This is exactly what is required in the way of swordsmanship. A state of profoundness, where man and sword merge into one, where the sword's meaning is embodied in the body!

Seeing this, Lu Li and Lu Li didn't hesitate at all. They immediately flew up and ran towards the distance as hard as they could. The fluctuations in spiritual energy caused by the fight between the two powerful men were extraordinary. If they were watching the show from the side, they might be scattered by the swords. Wounded by intention.

As the two of them moved away from the battlefield, shocking waves of spiritual power erupted from behind. This level of fighting technique is probably comparable to the power of a full-strength blow from a monk in the Lishen stage. It is an extremely rare thing to learn. Feel the opportunity!

"Brother Lu, these two people are both at the top of the Nascent Soul stage. The power of fighting is quite rare. If you can observe it, you might be able to gain something..." Jin Huaigu said hesitantly.

Lu Li stared into the distance. As the other party said, if he could watch the battle at close range, it would be of great help to his formation and sword cultivation. The most important thing was that the cultivation of these two people was almost the same. Both sides may suffer losses, or even die together. In this case, as a bystander, wouldn't I be able to reap the benefits?