Chapter 115 The Bereaved Dog Next

The flying sword burst, and a strange light suddenly bloomed. A strong swordstorm was born behind Sima, which abruptly defeated the magic power of those alien practitioners who chased behind him!

Si pulled Li Busan, and his body rushed quickly, and finally escaped from the encirclement. Behind the two, Wang Qiang and others also hurriedly followed, but the alien practitioners did not give up after being blocked. The five Yuanying's earliest steam refiners, who had the strongest cultivation, chased after him quickly!

The encirclement has become extremely dense. Except for a few people such as Sima, no other disciples of Xuanyu Sect can escape from it. Those who are waiting for them are still the end of death. But Sima and others have not yet got out of trouble. Behind them, more than a dozen alien practitioners are constantly getting closer to them!

Detonating the flying sword made Sima's face extremely pale. Only he knew that although this move enabled him to break through the encirclement, it also made his cultivation go backwards for decades!

In the face of death and cultivation regression, Sima can only choose the latter!

Li Fan was pulled by Si and flew forward quickly. The panic on his face did not decrease at all, because he could clearly see that the alien practitioner behind him was chasing crazily, and the distance was getting closer and closer!

Li Fan's face suddenly became ferocious. He suddenly shouted at Wang Qiang, who followed him, "Why are you still following me? Do you want to kill us!? Hurry up and stop them!"

When Wang Qiang heard the words, he was a little stunned, with a complicated look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded, and then obeyed Li Fan's order, turned around and rushed to those alien practitioners!

As a disciple of the three veins, Wang Qiang knows very well that Li Ifan is the only son of the third elder Li Xiong, who is deeply spoiled by Li Xiong. As one of the fifty people this time, he has only one task, that is, to ensure the protection of Li If he loses his life for Li Ifan, he can't say anything!

Even if he is very disgusted with the arrogance and cold-bloodedness of Li Butan, Wang Qiang does not dare to disobey his orders, because even if he can escape, if Li If Li Iffan has any shortcomings, he will die!

Wang Qiang flew away to those alien practitioners, and several disciples behind him were also in a panic-twined state of mind. Then they were drunk back by Li Butan and returned to the battlefield one after another, helplessly and willingly acted as Li Fan's shield!

A sword awn shot out of the original flying sword in the hands of Wang Qiang and others, and bombarded the chasing alien practitioners, forming a barrier between Li Fan and those alien practitioners. However, the cultivation of those alien practitioners is not weaker than theirs. When the alien practitioners comparable to the early stage of the sword master displayed their magic power, the sword light collapsed one after another, and the disciples of Xuanyu Sect who stubbornly resisted died!

The desperate obstruction of Wang Qiang and others has won an instantaneous time for Sima and Li Ifan. Although the time is extremely short, it is enough for the two to distance tens of miles away from those alien practitioners again!

A magic weapon beam of magic power beamed into the near future. There were no other disciples of Xuanyu Sect fighting side by side. Wang Qiang's heart was like ashes. Without any action, he could only accept the arrival of death!

At this moment, a sigh came to his ears very abruptly, and then a figure flashed in front of him. He only felt that his body was suddenly pulled up and taken away from the magic beam of magic power, which could be avoided!

Wang Qiang was slightly stunned and subconsciously turned his head to look at the man who saved his life, and then became more and more stunned, because that man was Long Yi!

After escaping from the encirclement with Wang Yong, the two rushed to attack. After a few breaths, they went hundreds of miles away, and there were no alien practitioners behind them. But Long Yi chose to stop and not move forward.

Although Wang Yong was very confused about Long Yi's behavior, Long Yi did not explain. He just hung in the air and silently looked at the direction of the battlefield.

Although he can't see anything, Long Yi can easily know what is happening in the battlefield with the help of the ancient sword spirit Xiaohei!

With the help of Xiaohei's magic power, Long Yi was invisible, like an extra pair of eyes, staring at the battlefield hundreds of miles away. When he saw Sima and Li Ifan, they escaped directly regardless of other people's lives, and Wang Qiang was attacked by Li Iffan, who shouted for him to resist those must-kill magic powers. At that time, Long Yi finally couldn't help rushing back to the battlefield.

It's too late to make any explanation to Wang Yong. Long Yi flashed and disappeared from the original place. In an instant, he returned to the battlefield and went straight to Wang Qiang.

For Wang Qiang, Long Yi has a complicated emotion in his heart. He always remembered Wang Qiang's indifferent expression and words ten years ago. At that time, he was only afraid of Wang Qiang, but he would not forget that it was Wang Qiang who brought him into Xuanyu Sect, so that he would not change from an orphan to an ignorant child who did not know how to live.

Then, in Xuanyu Sect, Wang Qiang did not care for him, but when he was bullied by Li Ifan, Wang Qiang still appeared and looked for an excuse to help him escape. He always remembered this kindness.

Although Long Yi's heart has become a little cold in the past ten years, he is not ruthless. Under the teaching and influence of the devouring son, he had a period of confusion, but his nature has not changed fundamentally.

In the five years when the god-eating son slept, he was with the ancient sword spirit Xiaohei. Although he was in the cold and dark underground cracks, his mind had a subtle change, and he gradually had his own opinions on the distinction between right and wrong.

Returning to Xuanyu Sect, Long Yi was not excited, but the memory in his heart did not forget. Instead, he sighed a little more with the passage of time. When he saw Wang Qiang in the mountain path, he had a little intimacy with Wang Qiang.

For Long Yi, Wang Qiang should be his only old friend in Xuanyuzong. He remembered Wang Qiang's original small share, so a few days ago, when he found that Wang Qiang was in a dangerous situation, he rescued him. Although that was enough to compensate Wang Qiang for his kindness, when he saw that Wang Qiang fell into a state of death because of Li Butan's cold-blooded order, he still watched indifferently.

In the battlefield, a silver sword appeared in front of Long Yi. When his mind moved, the silver sword waved down to the void in front of him, cutting out a thick and pure sword spirit, defeating those magic weapons that bombarded him and Wang Qiang. At the same time, he rushed to the sky with Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang was completely shocked by Long Yi at this time. Although he had doubts and speculations about Long Yi's strength, he did not expect that Long Yi could come back again after escaping from the encirclement safely, and as soon as he took action, he took several magic weapons that could not even resist the peak of his swordsman's late kendo cultivation. The divine power defeated and took him out of the encirclement!

"You..."

Wang Qiang was shocked and was about to speak, but Long Yi raised his hand to stop him. He just said in a low voice, "Let's talk about it when it's safe!"

When Wang Qiang heard the words, he was refreshed. He only felt that Long Yi's body was obviously just the kendo breath in the middle of Kensei, which made him feel a strong and irresistible oppression for no reason!

In the high altitude, Long Yi looked down and frowned slightly.

More than a dozen different practitioners are approaching him and Wang Qiang, and among them, except for the two Yuanying early gas refiners who chased Sima and Li Ifan, the other three Yuanying early strongmen have surrounded him and Wang Qiang in the center from different directions.

Long Yi's face did not change at all. He just quietly watched those alien practitioners surrounded him and Wang Qiang, and then said indifferently, "Let us go. I don't want to be your enemy!"

As soon as he said this, Wang Qiang looked at Long Yi with a complicated look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the alien practitioner heard Long Yi's words, his face was angry. One of them, a Yuanying's early gas refiner, shouted awe-inspiringly, "You don't want to leave!"

Hearing this, Long Yi snorted coldly and said, "Don't force me to kill!"

Another strong man in the early stage of Yuanying obviously felt that Long Yi's strength was extraordinary. He pondered slightly and said, "You can go, but he can't!"

Long Yi looked at the man faintly and said, "Oh? What if I insist on saving him?

The man narrowed his eyes and said, "You don't have the blood of our people, which proves that you didn't kill our people. We can not embarrass you, but the person you saved killed many of our people. If we let him go, how can we explain to those dead people!"

Long Yi said in a low voice, "He was also instructed to kill your people, and he couldn't help it. If you want to take revenge, those people are not enough for you to kill?

Long Yi raised his finger to the disciples of Xuanyu Sect who were in the encirclement on the battlefield and under the besiege of other alien practitioners, they have shown a collapsing situation and are constantly falling to death.

The man hummed, "They have nothing to die, but this man is also unforgivable!"

Long Yi shook his head and said, "What I want to say is over. I will definitely save this man. If you insist on killing, I can guarantee that you can't kill, and you will pay a heavy price!"

Long Yi's voice fell, and these words, like a thunderbolt, knocked on the hearts of those alien practitioners, making them all in awe-minded. They clearly felt that Long Yi's cultivation was far from comparable to them, but they didn't know why Long Yi's words still made them feel great pressure.

There was a strange silence in the field. No one took the lead, but no one was willing to evacuate. After Long Yi glanced at those alien practitioners faintly, he said in a low voice, "Let's go."

After saying that, Long Yi held Wang Qiang, stopped looking at those alien practitioners, and flew straight from the encirclement!

More than a dozen alien practitioners, all of whom looked gloomy and complex. They watched Long Yi fly in front of them, but strangely, no one impulsively stopped Long Yi.

A Yuanying early practitioner gritted his teeth, and the magic weapon in his hand flashed. It seemed that he couldn't help but attack Long Yi, but a figure beside him flashed, which made a clan equivalent to his cultivation come to him and shake his head silently.

"That man is not what we can stop. Let him go!"

When many alien practitioners heard the words, their looks changed, staring at the direction where Long Yi and Wang Qiang left. Although there was unwillingness in their eyes, no one acted rashly and stopped them.

Long Yi calmly flew out of the encirclement with Wang Qiang. After dozens of miles away from those alien practitioners, he let go of Wang Qiang's hand and let him fly by himself.

Wang Qiang looked at Long Yi with a complicated look, and then subconsciously turned his head to the battlefield behind him. There, the alien practitioners did not chase them, but other disciples of Xuanyu Sect were in a desperate situation, and there were few people left who were still struggling to resist, and some people were constantly dying. And the figures of Sima and Li Fan have long disappeared.

"Don't look. They have no way to live."

Long Yi took a look at Wang Qiang and said in a flat tone.

Wang Qiang's eyes showed sadness and said, "Why don't you save them?"

Long Yi smiled silently and said, "Why should I save them?"

Wang Qiang asked, "Then why did you save me?"

Long Yi shook his head and said, "I just don't want you to be a scapegoat for others, and I owe you a favor."

Wang Qiang was a little stunned when he heard this, but then he remembered what happened ten years ago. He smiled bitterly and said, "Now, you saved my life, but I owe you."

Long Yi did not say anything. He just flew in silence and did not speak.

"What kind of cultivation are you?"

After a long silence, Wang Qiang finally couldn't help but be curious and asked. In fact, it is a little abrupt to ask this question, because between practitioners, cultivation is the most important way to distinguish each other's strength and identity. In front of practitioners whose cultivation is higher than themselves, the weak are not qualified and dare not directly ask each other's cultivation.

Although the kendo cultivation revealed by Long Yi is only in the middle of the swordsman, Wang Qiang has been convinced that Long Yi's cultivation is definitely more than that. It is possible that he has broken through the realm of the sword saint and reached the sword master! This speculation made Wang Qiang shocked and a little unbelievable. And if Long Yi around him at this time, if it were a person like Sima, he would never dare to ask this question.

Perhaps it was because the person who brought Long Yi into Xuanyuzong was himself, or maybe he had seen Long Yi's poor appearance at a loss. Wang Qiang's impression of Long Yi and some of them stayed in his childhood, so he was not much afraid of Long Yi.

When Long Yi heard the words, he looked at Wang Qiang. In the end, he did not choose to be silent or hide it. Instead, he said lightly, "In the middle of Jianzun."

As soon as he said this, Wang Qiang's heart was suddenly shocked, and his eyes were wide open, with a strong look of consternation in his eyes!

He guessed that Long Yi's cultivation should be beyond the realm of Kensei, but the limit he could guess was only the early stage of Jianzun. After all, he clearly remembers that ten years ago, Long Yi was a child with no foundation. In just ten years, Long Yi practiced outside and reached the early stage of Jianzun, which was shocking enough, but he never thought that Long Yi's cultivation was in the middle of Jianzun!

Although there is a difference in the realm between the swordsman realm and the early stage of Jianzun, there is an essential difference. Some practitioners have exhausted decades and have cultivated to the peak of the late Jiansman, but the early realm of the swordsman can no longer cross the past. Wang Qiang was the late Jiansheng period ten years ago, and now, he is just the peak of the late Jiansheng period!

In the early stage of Jianzun and the later stage of Jianzun, although it is only a level difference in the realm, it is no less difficult to achieve promotion than breaking through from the peak of the late Jiansheng to the early stage of Jianzun!

You should know that the higher the kendo cultivation, the more difficult it is to advance. The strength of Jianzun in the early stage is dozens of times that of Jiansheng, and the strength in the middle stage of Jianzun is more than a hundred times more than that in the early stage of Jianzun!

Wang Qiang stared at Long Yi with his eyes wide open. The incredible emotion in his eyes could not be erased. He even suspected that what Long Yi said was not true, because in just ten years, he would become a medium-term strong sword master from a child with no cultivation. For countless years, someone may be able to do it. But Wang Qiang has never heard of and never seen before!

Looking at Long Yi, Long Yi's expression was very calm. After Wang Qiang's heart surged like a stormy wave for a moment, he finally couldn't choose not to believe it.

Wang Qiang recalled that when Long Yi faced those practitioners who were comparable to the early stage of Jianzun, his calm look and the invisible oppression that appeared, he finally had to believe that if he did not surpass the initial cultivation of Jianzun, how could he have such a strong self-confidence and momentum?

The two continued to fly forward and were silent for a long time. Wang Qiang finally suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at Long Yi's eyes again, which were extremely complicated. He said in a hoarse voice, "What are you going to do next?"

Long Yi said, "Are you still going back to Xuanyu Sect?"

Wang Qiang was a little stunned and said, "Why don't you come back?"

Long Yi sneered and said, "Is the kind of sect that regards your life as grass mustard worth working for them? I'm sure that they must have killed you now, and your death is the bastard Li Fan and Sima. Is it worth it for you to go back?

After Long Yi said this, Wang Qiang was silent for a long time again. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "I knew that Li Ifan had used me as a shield to die for him, but where else can I go besides Xuanyu Sect?"