Chapter 570 Nine Star God King
He swung his sword violently, and the blood-red blade light cut through the sky and headed straight for Luo Li at an astonishing speed.
Luo Li dodged the attack lightly with a flick of her body. At the same time, a crystal clear ice-blue sword appeared in her hand. It was a divine weapon.
The tip of the sword lightly touched the void, leaving behind a series of brilliant trails that intertwined and entangled with the blood-red blade light.
The blood and ice blue collided violently in mid-air, like the most dazzling fireworks under the night sky. Every confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar, shaking the space slightly.
The red-robed man's eyes were filled with fanaticism and some emotions that Luo Li could not understand.
The blood-red sword seemed to come alive in his hands, and every swing carried a terrifying force that could tear apart space.
Luo Li, on the other hand, had a graceful figure like a fairy. As she danced with her ice-blue sword, a chill filled the air, condensing the surrounding air into frost. Her swordsmanship was agile and precise, and every block was just right, which not only dissolved the opponent's offensive, but also hinted at a counterattack.
The two figures crossed and shuttled in the air, so fast that only afterimages could be seen.
Below, Xie Shiyuan and Xuan Mu subconsciously took two steps forward, but were stopped by Wen Xingyan.
The two frowned and looked back, only to see Wen Xingyan's expression slightly solemn as he shook his head at them.
They couldn't leave any evidence against this man.
The two calmed down and stopped unwillingly.
Xuan Mu and Xie Shiyuan clenched their fists. Are they just going to watch like this?
The blood-red blade light and the ice-blue sword light intertwined in the air to form a complex web, dyeing the world with a dual color of both blood and purity.
In the corner, Xuan Mu gritted his teeth slightly, but couldn't help but whispered angrily, "Why did this guy suddenly appear here! He is the Nine-Star God King, Luo Li can't beat him!"
They all knew who this person was. Even though it seemed like the two of them were fighting back and forth, they all knew that Luo Li could not beat him!
"Don't be impatient." Wen Xingyan glanced sideways calmly, a rare hint of hostility flashing across his eyes. "While Li Sha isn't paying attention here, go search his soul directly."
Xie Shiyuan was stunned and whispered, "This wasn't our original plan!"
Xuan Mu's eyes were calm as he walked over and said only, "Originally, there was no such variable in our plan!"
Xie Shiyuan and Wen Xingyan looked at each other, then walked over to cover Xuan Mu.
The secret room was dim, and only the tense and tacit figures of the three people could be barely outlined.
Xie Shiyuan gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power in his hands surged, turning into a thin thread, silently wrapping around every descender and person from Tianyu Palace who were watching the battle nervously.
Her movements were as light as the wind, and each step was calculated to perfection, trying not to attract anyone's attention, especially Li Sha.
Wen Xingyan stood beside her, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning the surroundings vigilantly to make sure nothing else happened.
His hands were lightly folded in front of his chest, seemingly casually, but in fact the soul power in his body was secretly surging, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.
In the darkness of the night, his eyes flashed with a firmness and determination that should not be underestimated.
A little further away, Di Chen's strength was only lower than that of the red-robed man, so he could clearly see what the three people had.
But he didn't say anything, just sighed softly, turned his eyes away, and pretended not to see it.
Above, Luo Li took the elixir and forcibly promoted himself to the three-star Spirit King.
But after all, she was facing the Nine-Star Spirit King, and she began to feel the strain.
The blood-red sword was like a lightning flashing across the night sky, carrying a biting chill and irresistible power, accurately cutting through Luo Li's tight sleeves. In an instant, a dazzling red bloomed on the silver-white armor, like a red plum blossom in the snow, poignant and resolute.
Luo Li narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and the divine power around her surged even more violently. She raised her sword and charged forward without fear.
Sweat and blood mixed together, slid down her resolute chin, dripped onto the cold ground, and were instantly swallowed up, leaving only a faint smell of blood lingering in the air.
She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped blood marks that echoed the knife wound on her arm, bearing witness to her unyielding will.
Luo Li's figure shuttled through the flashes of swords and sabers like a ghost in the dark night, and every dance of the sword tip was accompanied by a hissing in the air.
Her movements were swift and precise, her sword shone like a dragon, sometimes piercing through the air, sometimes spun around and slashed down, cutting the surrounding darkness into pieces.
The bloody long knife attacked again, but she blocked it skillfully with her sword. The moment the two weapons collided, dazzling sparks burst out, reflecting on Luo Li's resolute face, adding a bit of heroic spirit to her.
There was no sign of retreat in her eyes, only a desire for victory and endless contempt for the enemy, as if all the suffering in the world could not stop her from moving forward.
The long sword was stared at by the two men. Luo Li narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice, "Who are you? Do you know Luo Qi?"
At the same time, below, Ji Fusheng suddenly let out a cry of pain. Li Sha wanted to look back in confusion, but was so angry at Wen Xingyan and Xie Shiyuan's words that he forgot about Ji Fusheng.
In the shadows behind the two of them, Xuan Mu raised two fingers and pointed them at Ji Fusheng's head, searching his soul. Luo Qi...
The tip of the sword lightly tapped, and Luo Li slightly tilted her body to avoid the strong wind brought by the residual force of the long sword. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, piercing through the chaos and darkness around her and reaching the other person's eyes.
The man paused, as if shocked by Luo Li's sudden questioning, and a complex look flashed in his eyes under the mask.
The air around them seemed to freeze, with only the intertwined sounds of the two people's rapid breathing.
Luo Li pressed forward step by step, the tip of her sword lightly tapping the ground. Every step she took stirred up circles of fine dust, just like the emotions surging in her heart.
She said coldly, "Tell me, why are you here? What is your connection with Luo Qi?"
As he spoke, the sword light gathered again, like a storm ready to burst, ready to tear apart all doubts at any time.
The red-robed man looked at Luo Li coldly and sneered, "Want to know the answer? Then defeat me."
The candlelight sprinkled on his scarlet robe, casting mottled shadows, like a messenger from the underworld.
The red-robed man raised his lips into a deep smile, and his figure suddenly shook, disappearing from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a string of low and strange laughter echoing in the air.
Luo Li's pupils suddenly shrank, and the tip of the sword spun rapidly, drawing a brilliant ice-blue arc, trying to block any possible attack routes from the residence.
Neither of them used their magical skills for fear of causing a riot in the ruins, so Luo Li was not afraid of close combat.
However, that laughter seemed to have magical power, causing the space to become distorted. The figure of the red-robed man unexpectedly passed through the gap of the sword light and instantly approached Luo Li. A cold air rushed towards her.
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