(This is Chapter 500, postponed in turn! Sorry!)

The tall monk was easily destroyed, but Lu Li did not continue to take action.

He greeted Brother Hao Lin, and he rose into the air with his sword, his eyes turned toward Haiyuan City, and his brows frowned slightly.

All monks, as long as they belong to them, have life cards. Once the life cards are broken, it means that the monk is dead. Haiyuan City will definitely be aware of the tall monk just now.

This place is not far from Haiyuan City, only more than fifty miles away. When they notice something strange, they will definitely send someone to investigate. If they are blocked here, it will be a complete tragedy.

While observing Haiyuan City, Lu Li looked down at Brother Hao Lin, and his eyes gradually became more surprised.

Hao Lin's cultivation is almost the same as that of the short monk, and the two brothers cooperated tacitly. Even so, they still only gained the upper hand. It was difficult to defeat the opponent quickly.

The short monk used a two-meter-long spear, which was pitch black all over, with silver-white tips and no spear tassels.

The man was short, at most 1.6 meters tall, and two-meter-long spear in his hands, like a giant.

However, his shooting skills were surprisingly brilliant. The guns bloomed and the tigers were full of wind, which made Brother Hao Lin nowhere to start.

"Understanding any opponent means causing trouble for yourself."

Lu Li sighed inwardly, his eyes narrowed instantly.

Just above Haiyuan City, two streams of light suddenly rose. The streamer clearly distinguished the direction and flew towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

"Oops."

Seeing this, Lu Li jumped off the Qinglin Sword and raised his fist to hit the short monk.

Forced the other party to retreat, he raised his hand to stop Hao Lin who wanted to attack, and sent a voice to him: "Someone in Haiyuan City is here, retreat quickly."

"Young Master?"

Hao Lin was shocked when he heard this. Usually, shouldn’t his subordinates fight to the death and run away? Why did the matter turn around when he arrived at the young master?

Before they became thieves from the rich family, they were not attacking first or retreating behind? This was definitely the first time they met a master like Lu Li.

Lu Li didn't know that Hao Lin had thought so much. He glared at Hao Lin fiercely and shouted in a low voice: "Remember the direction and go to that place to wait for me."

"Young Master, I want to fight side by side with you." Hao Mu took a step forward and said firmly.

"Get out!"

Lu Li snorted coldly: "This is an order. Go quickly."

"Young Master!"

Brother Hao Lin looked at Lu Li deeply, gritted his teeth and nodded, and turned over and left.

Seeing his opponent leave, the short monk had no intention of stopping him, but instead breathed a light sigh.

Being besieged by the two, although he was so eased, he had actually reached the limit. Now it happened that two pawns ran away. As long as he caught the person in front of him, he would be accomplished.

Pointing the spear forward, aimed at Lu Li, the short monk said with appreciation: "You have a good idea to let your subordinates escape first in a critical moment. Tsk tsk, I really don't know if you are arrogant or idiot?"

Lu Li recalled Qinglin Sword and said lightly: "There is no way, the habit I developed when leading troops back then."

"Haha, it's such a good habit." The short monk sarcastically said, "If you guess well, you should be the one who is in the robbery, right? I have to say that you can do this in the early stage of the Lingji Realm. You are very brave and very smart. Unfortunately, you met me."

The short monk seemed to be sure to win, and was not in a hurry at all. Lu Li didn't want to continue with him. With a swing of his sword, he disappeared from the spot. Before the figure appeared, the sword light arrived first.

Hissing.

Dozens of sword lights were like machine guns shooting, covering the sky and striking the entire body of a short monk.

The short monk was not afraid at all, and shattered a spear like a hot wheel. The sword lights shot over were obviously not ordinary, and he was attacked in a series of attacks without leaving any scars.

brush.

After the sword light passed, Lu Li bullied himself forward, and the tip of the sword seemed to be a butterfly, piercing out from an incredible angle.

Accompanied by a series of impacts, large pieces of sparks splashed.

Seeing that he could not get any advantage, he immediately flew back.

The short monk had extremely rich combat experience. He suddenly took a step back and swung his spear and swept across the thousands of troops with one stroke.

It was too late to avoid it at this time. Lu Li held the sword in both hands and slashed fiercely at the tip of the spear.

"What a lot of strength."

The two were about to part with each other, and Lu Li took more than ten steps in a row to stabilize his body.

Due to the lack of time and cultivation resources, his Zhenwu Body Refining Art has always been hovering at the second level. Even so, his power is still about 50% higher than that of the monks of the same realm. However, in front of this short monk, his power was suppressed.

I have to say that monks who can fight with long weapons do have his unique features.

Lu Li retreated, and the short monk did not pursue him, and he was a little disappointed for a moment. He looked up at the horizon, and finally his face became more solemn.

A bright light appeared in Haiyuan City. Obviously, the monks from Haiyuan City were already close.

And the opponent's reinforcements are his enemies.

Seeing that Lu Li's expression changed, the short monk couldn't help but look up and glanced, his heart moved, and he suddenly realized.

"Boy, my man has arrived, and your life is coming to an end."

Hearing this, Lu Li refused to answer and pointed his sword at the short monk.

In the purple palace, the nine-color vortex suddenly accelerated. The majestic spiritual power of the red dust poured into the Qinglin Sword, and the Qinglin Sword suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling nine-color light.

"Zhengyang Burning Flame Sword."

The golden crow roared for a long time, carrying a strong fire, and flew towards the short monk.

The short monk snorted coldly, holding the gun in both hands, and the tip of the gun spear swirled rapidly.

"Hanliu Gun."

Snowflakes, snowflakes condensed by spiritual energy, fell at the tip of the gun. More and more snowflakes, and finally gathered into a huge hexagonal shield, blocking the short monk.

One white and one red, one cold and one hot, two lives transformed by spiritual power instantly collided together.

The rumbling sound was endless, and the raging shock waves were like the wind blowing wheat waves, directly lifting the ground off a layer.

Lu Li, who was near the center of the explosion, and a short monk retreated at the same time. During the retreat, Lu Li suddenly threw out the Qinglin Sword.

With the obstruction of dust and raging spiritual power, the Qinglin Sword rushed towards him and stabbed the short monk's throat. The short monk narrowed his eyes and quickly turned the spear head, pointing the precise point on the Qinglin Sword.

The Qinglin Sword seemed to be unable to bear it and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye. The moment it touched the ground, it suddenly flew up and pierced upwards at a faster speed than before.

The next moment, the Qinglin Sword appeared in the air, then turned around and sank into the ground.

"Five Elements Ghost, Go."

After succeeding with one blow, Lu Li did not hesitate anymore, raised his foot and stepped on the ground, and brushed his left hand across Qiankun's finger at the same time.

Suddenly, a white light shot out from the air, instantly covering Lu Li.

The nine-color vortex in the purple palace suddenly became slower, and even his eyes became temporarily dull. The Five Elements Ghost was about to emerge and was immediately scared by the white light.

"Boy, I finally caught it." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!