Zhao Xueliang looked chilling, his body fell from the sky like an illusion. No matter how far Li Wuji retreated, Zhao Xueliang could follow closely behind and be inseparable.

When the disciples around them saw this, the laughter on their faces had already stopped abruptly. At this moment, they all looked at Zhao Xueliang nervously and couldn't speak for a long time. They were even vaguely worried about their master Li Wuji.

Seeing this scene as the situation turned sharply, Li Wuji's disciples looked at each other and sighed, not knowing what was going on.

"Senior Brother, this is different from what we agreed on? Why does the master feel like he is losing back after another?"

"Yes, am I dazzled? Master, why should the master lose, right?"

When the elder brother heard this, the blue veins on his hand burst, his muscular face sank suddenly, and he immediately started cursing.

"Damn it! You know this shit! It's just nonsense! Your cultivation is still shallow, can't you tell that our master is playing with that kid? He wants to torture that stupid and stubborn garbage bit by bit, and let him completely defeat him!"

"But I'm obviously watching the guy across from teasing our master..."

"Grass! Don't donate your eyes to others, okay? You really can't spit out ivory from your mouth! Don't be there to deceive the public. If you don't want to see it, hurry up and get out! The master is a martial arts master at the level of sect craftsmanship, a peerless genius, how can you lose to that waste!"

As he said that, his eyes moved to the center of the courtyard again, but obviously his expression was no longer as relaxed and arrogant as before. Instead, he looked at the situation on the field with a gloomy face, caring about the changes in the situation.

The Fuxinghu hiding on the roof was already scared and his face turned pale. Cold sweat fell, wetting his clothes, and it felt so uncomfortable to stick it on his body.

But he didn't dare to do anything, for fear that he would be discovered by Zhao Xueliang and Li Wuji below.

At that time, even he could not escape.

"Awesome! It's so amazing!" Fuxinghu was already so shocked that he couldn't speak. His legs became weak and he even had an extremely difficult breathing scene. He had never seen such a scene before.

Li Wuji, who was retreating rapidly in the yard, was already covered in cold sweat.

He had retreated to the edge of the courtyard, but he still did not leave Zhao Xueliang. Instead, he was forced into a desperate situation by him, Zhao Xueliang.

"Zhao Xueliang, why are you like a dog skin plaster? Get out of here!"

Li Wuji roared angrily, and then a scarlet true energy radiated in his body again, trying to bounce Zhao Xueliang away directly.

Zhao Xueliang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and golden true energy rushed out of his body, easily suppressing Li Wuji's true energy. At the same time, Zhao Xueliang sneered and grabbed Li Wuji's palm with force.

"Bang!!"

The entire courtyard was instantly drowned out by crisp sounds, and the disciples also heard bursts of exclamations.

A severe pain came from his right arm. Li Wuji felt that his entire arm was about to explode, and his bones seemed to be about to explode completely. He wanted to release his fist, but found that he was completely caught by Zhao Xueliang and could not be loosened at all.

Looking at Zhao Xueliang's joking smile in front of him, Li Wuji's heart suddenly felt unprecedented horror and fear.

Zhao Xueliang didn't try his best at all. From beginning to end, Zhao Xueliang was just playing with him and playing with him!

The strength of the Zongjiang level is nothing more than that in front of Zhao Xueliang.

After swallowing the crystal core, Zhao Xueliang's cultivation strength had long been improved, but Li Wuji was still standing there.

The first level is the first level of mountain, one rises and the other falls, and Li Wuji is naturally no match for Zhao Xueliang.

"What a joke! My master of sects, Li Wuji, can't beat a mere little farmer? You waste, will I kill you?!"

Li Wuji's originally handsome face became extremely distorted. At this moment, he was already crazy. He stared at Zhao Xueliang viciously, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of Li Wuji's mouth.

"Zhao Xueliang, you forced me to see how much difference is between the sect-level warrior and you, a garbage farmer!"

After saying that, Li Wuji's whole body burst out with powerful pressure from his true energy again, and his whole body turned red. The surface of his skin was burning with raging fire, as if he was about to burn everything in this world.

"This is Wuji Xuanhuo! It is Wuji Xuanhuo! The master's most famous killer move!" I don't know which disciple who watched the battle suddenly shouted, stood up, pointed to Li Wuji in front, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, it's over, that kid is dead! Although he is indeed very strong, no matter how strong he is, he cannot compete with our master's Wuji Xuanhuo!"

"This is so terrible. That kid is probably going to be beaten into a dog by his master! But to be honest, this kid's strength is pretty good. It's only a few who can force the master to use Wuji Xuanhuo, looking at the entire martial arts world."

"Yes, Wuji Xuanhuo will also have a huge backlash on the caster itself. If it is absolutely necessary, the master will never use this move. It seems that he has been forced into a desperate situation. However, the victory or defeat has been decided, and that kid will only turn into a pile of ashes after all!"

Those young disciples watching the battle were shocked by Li Wuji's strength. Some of them were amazed at the power of Wuji's killer moves in Li Wuji's hands.

Some of them sighed, some looked down on it, and some were laughing at it.

I mocked Zhao Xueliang for his stupidity and immediately paid the price for it!

Li Wuji's disciples looked at Zhao Xueliang with contempt and joking sneering on their lips.

The senior brother beside him was so excited that he danced with excitement when he saw the master going to be serious. He patted his bright forehead and laughed wildly.

"Have you seen what I'm talking about? As long as the master gets serious, how could that garbage waste be his opponent?"

As he said that, the senior brother patted the disciples he had questioned just now, and shouted: "Look, idiot, see who is going to be beaten all over the ground!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Li Wuji, who sacrificed Wuji's mysterious fire, easily broke free from Zhao Xueliang's restraints, and then punched Zhao Xueliang violently. The strong fist wind rolled up thousands of layers of flames, and the huge waves hit Zhao Xueliang, and the floor tiles under his feet were also shaking violently.

Seeing this, Zhao Xueliang hurriedly used his footwork to avoid the flying thousand-foot flames, but Li Wuji seemed to have no room for Zhao Xueliang. He waved his dragon-like arms, and the huge waves of flames were about to hit Zhao Xueliang.

Seeing that he could no longer hide, Zhao Xueliang immediately started to activate his true energy and decided to fight directly.

"boom!!"
Chapter completed!