boom! boom! boom!
The fists and claws struck each other, and Lin Yunxiao retreated again and again, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
But his eyes were bright and he did not give in.
Opposite him, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were cold, his pretty face was twisted, murderous intent was evident all over his body, and his nails were two minutes longer.
Li Zhige came out at some point, held Lin Yunxiao's shoulders, and said calmly, "Yunxiao, step back. You haven't understood the boxing skills yet, and your skills are not as deep as hers. If you continue to fight, your life will be in danger." ”
Lin Yunxiao retreated behind Li Zhige, lowered his head in shame, and said in a low voice, "Master, it is my disciple who has let you down."
Li Zhige shook his head and said with a smile, "You have done a good enough job. Miss Zhou is not bad at understanding, and she is five years older than you, so it is normal for her skills to be deeper than yours."
As soon as Li Zhige finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo flew towards him.
Her terrifying nails tore through the air and clawed at Li Zhige's throat with a ghostly cry.
Li Zhige lazily raised his eyelids. Centered on his body, an invisible force field stretched for more than ten feet.
The huge repulsive force blocked Zhou Zhiruo from moving forward.
Looking at Li Zhige who was a few feet away, Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face became even more contorted. She bit her dark green lips and tried her best to break through the repulsive force and claw through Li Zhige's throat.
boom!
The huge force was like a wave, and Zhou Zhiruo was suddenly thrown to the bottom of the high platform.
Li Zhige looked indifferent and said calmly, "Miss Zhou, Li gave you a move."
Looking at the high-spirited figure on the high platform, the entire venue was silent, eerily silent.
Judging from Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts performance, there are only a few people in the world who can beat her. Unexpectedly, Li Zhige, the divine fist, didn't make any moves. Just standing there, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't even get close to him.
This kind of skill can no longer be described as profound.
In fact, not only the onlookers, but also Li Zhige didn't know how strong he was.
The completion of the Nine Suns Sutra, the Great Shift of the Universe, the pinnacle of the Twelve Dragon-Subduing Palms, and the eleventh level of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill, these are not his limits yet.
He integrated the essence of many martial arts into one furnace, especially the traction movement of the Great Shift of the Universe and the huge power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to form a field.
As soon as the field opened, he, Li Zhige, stood still. There were no two people in the entire martial arts community who could break through his field and walk in front of him.
Zhou Zhiruo was repulsed by the huge power of the field. Standing under the high platform, looking up at the tall figure, Zhou Zhiruo felt like a small boat in the stormy sea, which might capsize at any time.
This man is simply invincible!
Why is this happening?
She Zhou Zhiruo tried every means to obtain the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife, obtained the Nine Yin Manual and the Essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and broke through to the legendary innate realm.
But after breaking through the innate realm, she felt deep despair when facing the divine fist Li Zhige.
In the same innate realm, why is the gap so big?
Zhou Zhiruo's face was full of despair, and she flew up with a sharp and crazy voice, "Li Zhige, I'm going to kill you!"
There was no accident. Zhou Zhiruo, who had just taken off, seemed to have hit an invisible wall. Before he could fly up to the high platform, he flew back again.
Li Zhige glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing firm, and said expressionlessly, "Two moves."
Countless people in the rivers and lakes silently looked at the high-spirited figure on the high platform. For a moment, they seemed to see a high mountain, a mountain with no top visible.
Zhou Zhiruo looked embarrassed, her expression was ferocious, her voice was shrill, and she attacked Li Zhige again.
Outside the crowd, looking at Zhou Zhiruo flying upside down again, Zhang Wuji couldn't bear to shake his head and walked into the venue.
Zhao Min grabbed Zhang Wuji and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"
Zhang Wuji looked back at Zhao Min and said, "Zhiruo is not Brother Li's opponent. I am going to stop Zhiruo. Three moves have been passed. If Zhiruo continues to attack, Brother Li may not be merciful."
Zhao Min grabbed Zhang Wuji tightly and said coldly, "What does it have to do with you? You are not allowed to go out anyway."
"But Zhiruo..."
Zhang Wuji was still trying to persuade Zhao Min.
Under the high platform, Zhou Zhiruo looked like a ghost. She looked at Li Zhige with desperate eyes, her voice was stern, and she flew up with a roar, "Li Zhige, if you can, kill me! If you don't kill me today, I will kill your disciple." !”
This time, Zhou Zhiruo was not ejected and she successfully flew to the high platform.
As she got closer and closer to Li Zhige, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes showed a hint of joy. She finally got closer to this man!
Seeing Li Zhige raise his hand, Abbot Kongzhi closed his eyes slightly, with an unbearable expression on his face, and whispered softly, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!"
Song Yuanqiao let out a long sigh, "It's a pity, Master Zhou. If she hadn't insisted on revenge, the Emei Sect might not have been able to flourish in her hands."
Zhang Wuji was so angry that he threw Zhao Min away, rushed into the venue, rushed to the high platform, and shouted loudly, "Brother Li, no! Wuji begs you, please don't kill Zhiruo."
Li Zhige heard Zhang Wuji's voice and ignored it.
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo flying in front of him, Li Zhige pressed down with his palm.
This palm, informal in form, pressed on Zhou Zhiruo's forehead as if the sky were overturning, crushing Kunlun.
When Li Zhige pressed down his palm, Zhou Zhiruo was captured by the momentum and couldn't move. He could only watch the thick palm pressing down.
Seeing the thick palm getting closer and closer, Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Wuji who was rushing towards him out of the corner of his eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on his pretty face.
Click!
With a crisp sound, Li Zhige retracted his palm.
Zhou Zhiruo's body was stiff and she stood crookedly in front of Li Zhige. With a smile on her face, she murmured softly, "Master, my disciple has repaid the kindness you gave me with my life."
"No!"
"Zhiruo, you can't die!"
Zhang Wuji rushed up and helped Zhou Zhiruo, who was about to fall.
Zhou Zhiruo was lying in Zhang Wuji's arms, with a sad smile on her pretty face, and water in her eyes. She stretched out her trembling palms to touch Zhang Wuji's face. Her voice was weak and she said intermittently, "Wu...Brother Wuji, it's... ..Yes...Zhiruo is sorry...I'm sorry for you. In this life, Zhiruo can't...be your wife, so I have to marry you again in the next life...the next life."
"no, do not want!"
"Zhiruo, you don't want to die."
Zhou Zhiruo turned her head with great effort, looked at Jingxuan and others who were running towards her, and continued to say, "Sister Jing...Senior Xuan, after my death, you will take over as the leader."
"All... Emei disciples obey the order! Starting from... today, the grievances between the Emei Sect... the Emei Sect and the Divine Fist Sect will be wiped out... no more... seeking revenge from the Master of the Li Sect."
After saying that, Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Wuji, with a sad smile on her face, and slowly closed her eyes.
"No!"
"Junior Sister Zhiruo!"
"Head!"
Holding Zhou Zhiruo, who had closed his eyes, Zhang Wuji burst into tears.
That handkerchief on the bank of Hanshui River that year, that delicate girl carefully stood on tiptoes to wipe his sweat, and comforted him with a clear and timid voice, "Brother Wuji, you will be fine."
The past events were still vivid in his mind, and Zhang Wuji burst into tears like a flood. He held Zhou Zhiruo's palm against his face and whispered, "Zhiruo, you are my wife. Have you forgotten? On Wudang Mountain, We are already married."
"Zhiruo, wake up. As long as you wake up, I will promise you anything."
On the high platform, Song Yuanqiao didn't know what to say. He sighed silently and felt his eyes were a little dry.
Zhang Wuji gently handed Zhou Zhiruo to Jingxuan, turned to look at Li Zhige, and roared, "Why? Why do you want to kill her? She is not your opponent at all and poses no threat to you. Why can't you spare her life?" ?”
Li Zhige looked at the angry Zhang Wuji and replied calmly, "Li has always said that I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, Li will not show mercy. Brother Wuji, you'd better calm down. Li What I owed you was paid back to you three years ago. If you want to take action against Li, Li will not care about the past relationship. "
