Chapter 166: Battle with Murong Yuan

"Brother Lu!"

Only now did Xiao Ling react. She decisively took out a high-level bursting charm and came to help.

"do not come!"

When Lu Li saw this, he shouted in a deep voice, "Go back as far as you want!"

At the same time, Murong Yuan and the remaining three guards also landed three feet away from Lu Li.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, swept back four or five feet lightly, and looked at Lu Li's back with a nervous look on his face.

"Boy, you are very capable and very angry!"

Murong Yuan frowned and glanced at the motionless body on the roadside, "Why did you kill him?"

"Why did you kill him?" Lu Li looked at Murong Yuan strangely, "Don't you find it funny that you asked this? Since you are here for me, the man said 'catch' again..." "

At this point, Lu Li suddenly disappeared from where he was.

The next moment, a golden fist suddenly appeared on the chest of the guard standing on the far right, and a muffled thud sounded immediately.

"You...actually attacked me secretly."

The guard looked at the bleeding hole on his chest in disbelief. He never thought in his wildest dreams that this man would not play his cards according to the routine. He was talking seriously in the last breath, but he was actually in front of him in the next breath. .

This speed is too fast!

This character is too bad!

He fell back unwillingly. In his last breath of consciousness, he heard waves of deafening roars, and the earth... also shook.

The guard had no auditory hallucinations. Not only was the ground shaking, but the two guards beside Murong Yuan were also blown up.

Because when Lu Li retreated, he also threw out ten high-level Explosion Talismans.

Murong Yuan was fine. The moment Lu Li threw the Explosive Talisman, he easily dodged it and landed lightly on the grass to Lu Li's left. His face was so gloomy that it was about to drip.

The two guards who were at the eighth level of Qi training fell to the ground. Although they were embarrassed, they were not fatal.

When the two fell down, they turned over at the same time and waved their palms at the same time. Two sword-shaped zhenqi, one green and one red, were directed towards Lu Li's face. His reaction was as fast as that of a veteran general who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

At the same time, Murong Yuan also moved. He waved his hands, and a golden rune disk with a diameter of five feet appeared in front of his chest. Then he used his right hand to seal the disk and pointed at it, "Quick!"

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo...

In an instant, countless small golden swords roared towards Lu Li like a gust of wind and rain. The three of them shot at the same time. Lu Li had almost no way to escape. If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely die this time!

Xiao Ling stood in the distance, clenching her fists, and her nervous heart almost jumped out of her chest.

The moment the two guards fired their swords, they seemed to have seen Lu Li fall, but... they completely underestimated Lu Li's speed and trump card.

Just as they both landed with a thud at the same time, they were greeted by two punches on their faces.

The moment they fell in a bloody mess, the two seemed to see an earthy yellow turtle shell that disappeared along with their consciousness.

Fortunately, Murong Yuan's huge golden sword could not turn. Lu Li carried the tattered turtle shell and flew in front of the two guards and perfectly dodged the sword.

Murong Yuan's expression became even more ugly after he missed the attack. He had lost four personal guards in just a few battles. He had to face up to this little guy who was at the top of his Qi training.

He was almost certain that this person was the one who killed his 'Feng'er'.

Because he personally went deep into Shuiyun Stream and found several corpses, but only two people were missing. One was this person. As for the other, it should be impossible in his opinion, because that person was just a trainee. It’s just the seventh level of Qi.

Murong Feng made a move from the air and took out a three-foot long sword with a golden scabbard. He stood on a small earthen mound, his figure was upright, his clothes were windless and he seemed to have the aura of a master.

Lu Li could feel the killing intent in the other person's eyes.

He stood in the middle of the loess road, with one hand behind his back. He was dressed in a black shirt and had three feet of black hair. Ruyuan's eyes were staring straight at Murong Yuan, not retreating at all!

Under the confrontation between the two momentums, the air seemed to condense.

"So handsome!"

Xiao Ling stared at the side of Lu Li's face and couldn't help but have an idea that made her blush.

In this way, the two of them were in a stalemate for thirty breaths.

Until, Lu Li scratched his cheek and said, "Do you want to fight me? If you don't want to fight me, I will..."

From this point of view, Lu Li was still a little younger, and his state of mind was much worse than that of Murong Yuan. Before Lu Li could finish his words, he could only hear, 'Cang! ’ A sword cry exploded five feet in front of him.

A bright long sword has been inserted into his arm.

Fortunately, it's the arm.

Despite this, Lu Li was still horrified. If he hadn't desperately moved a few inches to the side, this sword would have definitely killed him!

Lu Li couldn't imagine why this person had such a fast sword and such a fast speed?

The sword was clearly still in the scabbard before?

I am at least ten feet away from him. How did he do it?

These were the series of doubts that flashed through Lu Li's mind as he retreated violently after taking that sword blow. It wasn't until he retreated ten feet and stabilized his body that he stopped thinking.

"One sword!"

Murong Yuan stood there and did not pursue him, nor did he get carried away because of it. Instead, he seemed a little incredible that a person who was a level lower than him did not die under his sword.

"Come again!"

Lu Li clenched his fist hard and his fist rattled.

Murong Yuan seemed to hear the rattling sound coming from Lu Li's metacarpal bones, which made him frown, but his slightly disturbed heart quickly calmed down.

He pointed his sword slantingly and said, "No one can pass through the three swords under my hands, Murong Yuan! This time, you will definitely die!"

"It turns out you are from the Murong family!"

Lu Li suddenly understood and laughed loudly at the same time, "Are you here to avenge Murong Feng? Are you his father? Or his son? Hahaha... I'm not afraid to tell you, your father's death was really tragic, I The fists punched holes in his back... That scene... was terrible, tsk tsk!"

Hearing this, Murong Yuan's hand holding the sword shook involuntarily.

Lu Li's eyes never left the opponent's sword. When he saw this, he burst into laughter: "To be honest, your father was lying on the ground and kowtowing to me crazily, begging for mercy. He kept begging, 'Grandpa, have mercy on me, grandpa, have mercy on me'." That’s cool…”

"die!"

Murong Yuan's Qiqiao was filled with smoke and he couldn't listen anymore. He stepped hard and flew toward Lu Li while turning his wrist quickly. The endless sword light accompanied by the continuous sound of swords flew toward Lu Li like a violent storm. .

Dang Dang Dang Dang...

The sound of metal clashing was continuous, and in the blink of an eye, Murong Yuan reached the position where Lu Li was originally standing.

laugh--!

A straight thrust!

The long sword with its skyrocketing golden light penetrated the black shadow that was already riddled with holes without any hindrance!