Chapter 4643: Headless Corpse

Li Hu just happened to be itchy. Although with his own strength, it was a bit difficult to fight the Seventh Layer of Cross Tribulation in the Immortal Realm, but everyone else was going to on his head. How could there be a reason not to accept the move?
Li Hu squeezed his fist and said sharply:
"What kind of is not qualified, less nonsense."
Now, Li Hu's power of the sky demon can't be hidden, if that's the case, let's have a happy battle.
As soon as the voice fell, a fierce tiger wind roared out of his hand.
On the other side, that countless sword qi and sword light were intertwined, and it was impossible to tell the outcome for a moment.
Li Tian was really depressed, and just now he saw the fairy tree, these guys actually fought directly at the people on his side.
To be honest, Li Tian really didn't want to fight so endlessly at this time.
In his opinion, getting the fairy fruit is the right thing to do. He quickly strengthened his physical body. Although he is not restricted by the plane of the immortal world at present, this physical body is really too weak compared to those immortal bodies. .
But these people, even if they have hatred with themselves, they have no hatred with that fairy fruit, right?
"You guys, don't you want the fairy fruit? Why are you here in the fairy fruit mountain range?"
Li Tian was full of fairy fruits at this time. Although he knew that these fairy fruits had their own formation, according to the book, this formation was extremely mysterious.
But more than half a month has passed, and if this continues, the people who have kept the Dan formation alliance have already seen some clues. Maybe they broke the formation, then this trip on their own, isn't it a waste of time?
"Huh! Xianguo? We have guarded this place for so many days, and no one can break the prohibition. Since the enemies meet, this place will return to the essence of Vermillion Bird Prison, the battlefield!"
The cultivator opposite, his eyes were as cold as iron, staring at Li Tian coldly.
Li Tian suddenly had a black line and said coldly:
"Battlefield? It's a good name. Since ancient times, which place with natural resources is not a battlefield?"
What's more, this kind of treasure that even the real Immortal Daluo wants to get, even if you can't get the so-called fairy fruit, it is not bad to fight with you once to rejuvenate the majesty of the Zen Sect. "
A trace of disdain flashed across the face of the cold-faced cultivator, and he said coldly:
"Hmph, you like the dead fish, rotten shrimps of Tian Zen Buddhism, let's get out of Xianguo Mountain earlier."
Li Tian no longer pays attention to these quick talks, and the good way to make the other party shut up is to let the strength speak. In this fairy world, it is also the fist that has the right to speak.
Kingdom of Swords!
Li Tian's spiritual power circulated rapidly in his body, and his blood immediately boiled like a river, and that arrogant spiritual power continuously poured into the fairy sword in his hand.
Boom!
There was a sudden explosion, and the mountain was shaken, and countless sword auras condensed into golden sword stars in the sky, directly enveloping the cold-faced cultivator.
The sword glow in the opponent's hand was surging, wanting to directly destroy the heavy epee star, and the spiritual power in his hand surged, but at this time, he was like a pupa in the cocoon, locked tightly, unable to rush out.
At the same time, he felt that his body seemed to be constantly suppressed by Taoist spiritual power, as if countless iron chains were about to bind him.
At this time, Li Tian's sword intent was surging, and his advantage was already obvious.
However, not far away, Fatty Liu's face was covered with blood, and he was surrounded by two men in black. This person of the fifth level of Tribulation had no power to fight back in front of the two practitioners of the fifth level of Tribulation.
The other disciples of the Zen Buddhism were all too weak at this time.
That Li Hu was trying his best to conceal his bloodline at this time. He knew that the power of the sky demon was only the most interested in the wild clan.
But this Pai Yao bloodline is not only interested in the people of the Desolate Clan, this thing can strengthen the body, or can be trained as a mount, even in the fairy world, it is also something that many people covet.
At the same time, Li Tian suddenly felt a familiar breath, and there was a strong barren power in that breath.
"Worse, how come the support of the desolate people came so soon?"
At the beginning, there were even more individuals with Yuan Luo, but at this time, I was thinking about it. Those people must be the forwards in the support team, and they happened to be in a battle with Yuan Luo and others.
"Li Hu, Fatty Liu, hurry up, don't stay here for long!"
Li Tian’s divine consciousness spread the word, so that the two must quickly make a unique move, otherwise, everyone will fall into an endless vortex.
There are so many powerful forces in this immortal world, a certain strength and a battle, and they are barely able to survive, Wuya Sect is here, this was originally a very simple matter, but there is another desert clan, you know, this desert clan There is some connection with the demons.
Maybe, these people are going to arrive at this place, when the time comes, Tian Zen Sect, this little sect, will not become a soft persimmon, whoever sees it wants to come?
The spiritual power in Li Tian's body was running wildly, and the sword energy became more and more powerful, and the golden stars continued to condense among the blade lights, and suddenly, a long golden line condensed into shape.
Whoosh!
The long golden thread seemed to be alive, flashing directly on the neck of the cold-faced warrior.
Suddenly, the blood was infused, and as the golden sword star dispersed, a kite with a broken body fell.
"Huzi, withdraw!"
Li Tian didn't care about other things, knowing that the enemy was coming soon, what kind of fairy fruit, he had to wait to see the opportunity later.
"But, these fairy fruits..."
Li Hu is also very distressed now, the suppression of the plane of his own immortal world is also a big burden for him.
"Okay, these fairy fruits, they have stayed here for ten or twenty days and there is no result, not bad for a while."
At this time, Li Tian's mind was extremely clear, and he had already analyzed the situation of the entire Xianguo Mountain Range.
Then Li Hu curled his lips and looked in the direction of the Dan Formation Alliance, and immediately understood Li Tian's words in his heart.
The seventh martial artist who crossed the Tribulation saw that Li Hu was trying to escape. More importantly, he seemed to see the blood line in the air, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
A black long snake phantom in his hand suddenly twisted towards Li Hu's body.
Although Li Hu's body is agile, he was severely injured by the power of the rune of the desert clan and has not fully recovered. Once the giant snake phantom that is hundreds of meters entangles him, then he will become a battle of trapped beasts?
Without a word, Li Hu's eyes flashed red and blood.
Roar!
The phantom of the dragon's head and tail suddenly appeared, and the phantom of the long snake turned into nothingness in an instant.
what!
The long snake phantom suddenly disappeared, and the body of the seventh warrior of the robbery flew out directly. When he landed, he found a head beside him.
After looking intently, he almost cried, and after a long while, he roared wildly:
"Young Master!"
At this moment, the people without Yamen, seeing the headless corpse on the ground, suddenly turned pale with fright, and all knelt down on their knees.
They didn't expect that Li Tian, ​​this guy, would directly kill the strongest of them this time, and that this person was still their Young Master Wujing.
The headless corpse, this kind of tragic situation, they really cannot accept it in their hearts. In their opinion, this is the greatest shame in the history of Wuya Sect!