Volume 4: A New Era Chapter 678: Routines and Better Than One
Fifteen minutes ago.
"Little ghost, this is my last sword, take it!"
As he spoke, a ball of light blue Qi flame ignited from Li Taiyi's body. Different from the extremely sharp Qi before, Li Taiyi's Qi at this time was more pure.
Are you burning the innate Qi again?
Wang Bing was very familiar with this kind of Qi. Many old guys were willing to burn their innate Qi in order to kill him.
However, the fact that he dared to burn his innate Qi meant that this move was truly the old man's last attack.
Thinking of this, a gray ball of Qi suddenly appeared in Wang Bing's palm, forming a spherical object in his hand.
Six Desire Heavens, a painted fairyland!
As Wang Bing spread out his palms, a huge gray light curtain instantly wrapped the two of them.
"This move is..."
Li Taiyi had participated in the gathering of heroes before, so he naturally knew the effect of Wang Bing's move. This was a kind of barrier-like skill that could interfere with people 's perception . At the beginning, several of them wanted to understand what was happening inside through perception, but they didn't know.
After covering the two people, Li Taiyi frowned for a moment, because he suddenly realized that he was now in a painting, and there was no sign of Wang Bing around.
In an instant, Li Taiyi understood Wang Bing's intention.
With such a large space, how would he know where people are?
If there is no enemy, how can he swing his sword outwards?
The innate Qi has been burned, and there is no way to transform it back into the innate Qi even if it is not split.
"Wang Bing, you are still not an alien, why are you hiding!" Li Taiyi roared.
Because of Wang Bing's current surge in strength, coupled with the blessing of the divinity of the Lord of Mount Tai, even if Ding Shimaan came to the Fairyland of Painting at this moment, he might not be able to distinguish what is real and what is fake.
Li Taiyi was speechless. He was sure that Wang Bing was hiding somewhere and observing him. As long as he dared to swing his sword, Wang Bing would definitely choose to dodge.
Wouldn't that mean I've wasted my life force in vain...
"Wang Bing, do you want to stop here? If you want to reach the top, how can you do it without an indomitable spirit!" Li Taiyi accumulated strength while observing his surroundings. As long as he found that there was something different in the spatial fluctuations, he would cut it with his sword without hesitation.
But Wang would not be fooled by this old man. Wouldn't it be better to wait until he finished charging up his ultimate move and forced it to be interrupted before going out?
Seeing that the green Qi flame on Li Taiyi's body in the illusion was still strong, Wang Bing couldn't help but sigh. It is said that the stronger the old thing is, the more powerful it is when burning its essence and blood.
However, as if he had thought of something, a ball of black energy emerged from Wang Bing's palm, and a person who looked exactly like .
Danqing·Blood fake!
Buzz!
As ripples flashed across the painting, Li Taiyi's gaze immediately focused on the vortex.
Wang Bing also walked out and said gloomily, "Old man, don't provoke me, it's useless!"
Looking at his fairyland-like scene, Wang Bing sneered and said, "Do you know how many people who wanted to kill me died in this fantasy? You are just one of them!"
"This is……"
Li Taiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, observed carefully for a while, and said with a sneer: "This is your ability called 'Blood Fake'!"
"No need to test me. I dare to come out because I am fully confident that I can kill you!"
Wang Bing said disdainfully: "The so-called heart of a strong man is insignificant to me. I don't practice for it. Li Taiyi, I admit that I may not be able to catch your sword, but..."
At this point, the Qi flames on Wang Bing's body began to burn fiercely. He looked at Li Taiyi with a look of arrogance that looked down on the world. "If I can't even get over this hurdle of yours, how can I lead the Wang family to become stronger!"
"Hahaha!"
Looking at the strong aura on Wang Bing's body, Li Taiyi tightly grasped the hilt of the long sword and said, "Not bad, not bad. Let me test your quality!"
After saying that, Li Taiyi exerted force on his feet and instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed in front of "Wang Bing", shouting, "Green Lotus Sword Art - Hunyuan Sword!"
bass!
A green light flashed across the world in the painting, splitting it into two like a meteor.
Buzz!
A vortex suddenly appeared behind Li Taiyi, and a figure emerged from the vortex...
"I knew it, you rat! How could your little tricks be hidden from me!!"
A smile of triumph suddenly appeared on Li Taiyi's face. He had long thought that the Wang in front of him was not himself. He knew how cunning the Wang family kid was, and this illusion was the best proof.
So the sword strike just now was just a feint...
brush!
Li Taiyi's figure suddenly turned in the air, and the sword that was originally slashing towards the "Wang Bing" in front of him suddenly changed its original attack trajectory and slashed towards the shadow behind him.
laugh!
Li Taiyi cut the shadow behind him into two pieces with one sword. Looking at the blood spurting out of the figure behind him, Li Taiyi revealed a barely perceptible smile on his sword.
But soon, his smile suddenly froze on his face, because in Li Taiyi's eyes, the spurting blood was quickly changing color from red to black.
Is this a fake person?
The joy in Li Taiyi's heart instantly fell to the bottom. His eyes quickly swept to Wang Bing behind him, only to see that Wang Bing's face showed the same smile as his just now.
Yes, it was a smile of success.
laugh!
The next moment, the tip of a brush broke out from Li Taiyi's chest and pierced through his body.
"I knew you would doubt whether this body of mine is my real body..."
Wang Bing said calmly: "What a pity..."
laugh!
After pulling out the Tianyuan Pen, one could clearly see that there was a big hole in Li Taiyi's chest.
“Hehehe…”
when!
Li Taiyi sheathed the long sword in his hand and spat out a mouthful of blood. "I lost... This is my... sword... Qingshan... Please... treat it well in the future..."
"Yes, after all, this is my trophy. But speaking of it, I still want to thank you, Li Taiyi. Your force-generating technique is worth learning... Thank you for your advice!"
Wang Bing took Qingshan and looked at Li Taiyi. "Li family, I will not make things difficult for you any longer. Whether you can survive this disaster depends on your luck!"
"Hehehe...it doesn't matter..."
Li Taiyi slowly collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily and bloody, his breath gradually weakened, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings... I, an old man... have lived long enough..."
After saying this, Li Taiyi slowly closed his eyes, and his breath was gone...
"To be honest, if your Li family hadn't blocked my Wang family's path, you, Li Taiyi, would have deserved to be the world's swordsman!"
