Stunning beauty

Chapter 168 Farewell

At sunset, Fa Hai and Liu Rongnv left with heavy expressions and complicated emotions.

The powerhouses of Buddhism and Tianyu Palace also saw the battle just now from a distance, and were shocked in their hearts.

The second son of the Li family is not weaker than the fifth realm!

At the Confucian camp, Li Ziye didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when he noticed the respectful expressions of the Confucian disciples looking at his second brother, he immediately had an epiphany.

The second brother is very powerful and invincible.

Therefore, Li Ziye straightened his back, raised his head, turned his nostrils upwards, and looked up at the sky at 45 degrees.

One word, arrogant!

For several days in a row, in the Confucian camp, Li Ziye sat in his wheelchair and went on a rampage, invincible, almost writing those six words on his face.

My brother is Li Qingzhi!

Regarding Li Moumou's inflated and extremely arrogant appearance, all Confucianists gritted their teeth and chose to be patient for the time being.

Whoever makes his elder brother can fight so well.

"Little Red Riding Hood, where is my medicine? Is it ready? Hurry up!"

"Xiu Ru, go find me some dried fruit! Another bowl of milk tea, it will be in [-]."

"Chang Yu, yes, I'm talking about you, what's wrong with the wounded, who is not a wounded, I want to eat candied fruit, go ask if there is any more."

"And that one, that guy who looks like tofu, yes, don't look, it's you..."

In the Confucian camp, Li Ziye was sitting in a wheelchair, pointing out Jiangshan, his arrogant appearance was unbearable, he looked like I was number one in the world, and all the people present looked like hot chickens.

As far as the eyes can see, they are all my country!

"Eldest brother, that guy is already floating!"

Not far away, Wen Xiuru glanced at the boy in the wheelchair not far away, and gritted his teeth.

"to beat."

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "Didn't you see the past two days, did Master Faru let him go?"

"A fox pretends to be a tiger, and a dog takes advantage of others!"

Wen Xiuru gritted his teeth and said, "When will this day be the end!"

"almost."

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "Second Master Li won't stay here for too long."

"Okay, bear with it for now!"

Wen Xiuru cheered himself up, and then walked away to fetch dried fruit for someone.

Bai Wangyu also left together, to fetch medicine for someone.

"Husband."

In the camp, Zhu Zhu walked over with a small plate of candied fruit, and said with a smile, "The candied fruit you want."

"Zhu Zhu? Aren't you taking care of Miss Qiao'er?"

Li Ziye said in surprise when he saw the woman in front of him.

"Chen Jiaoxi said that her injury no longer needs to be taken care of by others, so let me accompany you, husband."

Zhu Zhu stepped forward, pinched a candied fruit, and personally fed it to the young man in front of him, smiling.

"Sister Qiao'er recovered from her injury so quickly?"

Li Ziye said while eating candied fruit, "I still have to raise it for a few more days."

"However, my husband should be able to move freely after taking the elixir I brought and recuperating for so many days."

Zhu Zhu laughed.

"Shh!"

Hearing this, Li Ziye's expression changed, he looked left and right, and said, "Keep your voice down, let the second brother know that I'm getting better soon, I must check whether my martial arts cultivation has improved, I don't want to be beaten."

"It turns out that your husband is just pretending."

Zhu Zhu smiled lightly, and said, "However, Second Brother should be very aware of your injury, and you must not be able to hide it."

Li Ziye was taken aback, didn't he?

He did a great job!Are you out so soon?Should not!

"Shh!"

However, just as the two of them finished speaking, an ancient sword pierced through the air behind them, piercing the ground in front of Li Ziye with a clang.

The sword trembled, and the sound was ear-piercing.

"Second brother."

Seeing the person coming, Zhu Zhu immediately saluted respectfully.

"Second brother?"

In the wheelchair, Li Ziye turned his head and his body shook.

Brother, what are you going to do?

Why do you come with a sword?

"Arise, and take your sword."

Li Qing stepped forward and said calmly.

Li Ziye looked at the second brother who was coming, and then at the sword in front of him, he hesitated for a moment.

"stand up!"

Li Qingzhi's eyes were slightly cold, and he said again.

In the Confucian camp, the Confucian disciples who had swallowed their anger for many days noticed the situation in the distance, immediately put down what they were doing, and showed joy on their faces.

With this posture, do you want to fight?

"Come out quickly, Teacher Li is going to be beaten!"

As a result, Confucian disciples rushed to tell each other that they wanted to celebrate this delightful event together.

Not long after, all the Confucian disciples ran out, looking ahead from a distance, with excited expressions on their faces.

After suffering for so many days, there was finally something that made them happy!

Not far away, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru also came with decoction and dried fruit respectively. After noticing the situation ahead, they looked at each other with strange colors in their eyes.

So fast?

I thought that this battle would have to wait a few more days.

They knew very well that the reason why Second Young Master Li stayed in Mobei was only because he was worried about Brother Li's injury.

Competition is just an excuse.

And after this battle, Second Young Master Li might be about to leave.

"Second brother."

In the eyes of everyone, Li Ziye hesitated for a moment, had to get up from the wheelchair, and pulled out the sword in front of him.

This day has finally come.

On the side, Zhu Zhu silently withdrew from the battle situation.

She also understood that the reason why her husband kept pretending to be sick was not because he was really afraid of this competition, but because he didn't want the second brother to leave so soon.

It's just that what should come, will come sooner or later.

In the Confucian camp, the battle is about to start, ten steps away, two swords facing each other.

Li Ziye was holding Chunjun, while Li Qingzhi was still holding a mortal sword.

For this younger brother, Li Qingzhi was always very strict and worried.

Today, he will do his best to give him the last farewell gift.

No more words, words are superfluous, in the battle situation, the two people move their bodies at the same time, move their swords, and use their swords to bid farewell.

The Feixian Jue is unparalleled in the world, but it is too difficult to cultivate, it is difficult in the mind, and it is even more difficult in the sword. For thousands of years, no one has achieved it.

Li Ziye, not afraid of difficulties, has never been worse than anyone in terms of effort.

Therefore, even if the talent is not enough and the cultivation base is a bit poor, Li Ziye will never lose to anyone for the sword move that does not require high talent, but pays more attention to sweat and perseverance. He believes that hard work can make up for one's weakness!

Work harder, work harder!

In the battle situation, that sword was fast, accurate, and sharp. Compared with Li Yuan's first battle, it has improved a lot.

Every point of progress is obtained through thousands of trials, there is no luck, let alone opportunism.

Every time Li Qingzhi blocked a sword, he could feel the growth of his younger brother. While feeling relieved in his heart, his sword posture changed several times, focusing on guidance, and doing his best to help him complete the unfinished sword.

Outside the battlefield, everyone watched the sword fight. From wanting to see a joke at the beginning, their expressions gradually became serious.

This is not a competition, but a martial arts award!

I don't know how long it took, but in the battle situation, the sword intent continued to rise all over Li Ziye's body, and the final sword finally came.

"Flying Immortal Art!"

With a soft drink, the sword rose up, showing its sharpness.

The dazzling sword energy caused the temperature of the surrounding world to drop rapidly.

"It's cold just before dawn!"

Stepping out with one step, five afterimages appeared in the sky and the earth at the same time, with fast movement and even faster swordsmanship.

Seeing this, Li Qingzhi had a faint smile on his face.

Finally, it was not in vain for him to wait here for so many days.

"Liujia Secret Blessing!"

The moment the five afterimages came, Li Qingzhi's horizontal sword was full of sword aura, and he swung the sword with a mighty [-] zhang.

Immediately, the four afterimages collapsed in response, and the only real body was also impacted by this powerful sword energy, and was directly blown away.

Ten feet away, Li Ziye slammed on the ground with a bang, gnawing on the mud.

Same ending, never changed.

Li Qingzhi waved his sword away, took one last look at the younger brother in front of him, then turned and left.

"gone!"

Without any nonsense or procrastination, Li Qingzhi said goodbye casually, and walked towards the outside of the Confucian camp without looking back.

"Second brother."

From behind, Li Ziye got up in embarrassment, looked at the back of his brother in front, tears welled up in his eyes, and shouted loudly, "One day, I will surpass you!"

"Ah."

Li Qingzhi smiled faintly, waved his hands, and said with anticipation in his eyes, "I'll wait."