Master Li Faka

Li Yitong was still in awe of his kung fu, when he heard Zeng Feng shout in a terrified voice: "It's you! You are Li Yitong, the leader of Wuxin! Just now you exposed your aura as a Venus fighter! Today's cultivation world, practice To the Venus warriors, who else is there besides the devil taught by Wuxin!"

Li Yitong turned his head and looked at Zeng Feng.

At this time, the people around the ring had escaped completely, but more righteous cultivators who were going to do justice for the heavens heard Zeng Feng's voice, and followed the sound with murderous intent, and many spiritual methods were already on their way.

After Li Yitong used the Wuxin Sword, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

But she didn't care about these, she just looked at Zeng Feng coldly, holding the cold Wuxin sword in her hand, she really wanted to kill.

As soon as she moved, she went straight to Zeng Feng, not even caring about defending against attacks from all directions.

However, the expected attack did not come.

Li Yitong stared in amazement at the familiar dark-yellow spiritual power shield circulating around him, only hearing Huang Tingting's voice.

"Walk"

Li Yitong turned around without hesitation, and flew out of the city at high speed.

Wuxinjian's speed was very fast, and Huang Tingting's shield on her body was impregnable. Li Yitong approached the city gate within a few seconds, leaving the attack behind.

In a good mood, Li Yitong looked back.

There was already chaos behind, and the expressions on many people's faces were almost distorted to the point of being funny.

The voices of questioning one after another in the crowd are also clearly discernible.

"Mr. Huang?! Why is the shield on the witch's body your spiritual power breath?!"

Following these voices, someone turned their finger on Li Yitong to Huang Tingting, and the crowd approached Huang Tingting's first ring with malicious intentions. Although no one attacked, they were ready to attack Huang Tingting at any time.

Li Yitong's expression changed, he turned around and flew towards the first ring.

Huang Tingting's posture did not change, she was still standing in the same standing posture, and she didn't even have time to get off the ring.

However, Li Yitong suddenly felt that the arena was too big, and Huang Tingting's lonely figure looked both strong and lonely.

Huang Tingting saw Li Yitong turn around facing the attack, the expression on her face changed again and again, she followed the shield and sent a voice transmission to Li Yitong: "What are you doing? Go away, I'm fine!"

As Li Yitong turned around, like some kind of sign, dozens of people in the crowd suddenly shot together, with a clear target and awe-inspiring murderous intent, they attacked Huang Tingting with spiritual methods, drowning her from head to toe.

Li Yitong felt his heart skip a beat, his whole body was cold, and his palpitations became more and more serious.

The next second, seeing Huang Tingting with the protective shield intact, Li Yitong pulled his consciousness back from the void as if he was saved, and replied angrily: "I don't!"

Before Huang Tingting could reply, Li Yitong turned around, snatched the Wuxin sword from under his feet, found the right direction, and swept across.

This time, Li Yitong shot with all his strength. Under the anger, Wu Xinjian seemed to have sensed it, trembling slightly, with an indomitable evil spirit, as if it could tear even the air.

This blow was too powerful, Li Yitong couldn't precisely control and only attack those who made the attack just now, so he simply drew a big circle with his sword, including everyone around Huang Tingting.

With a single strike of the sword, Li Yitong felt his heart twitch violently, the world in front of him was covered by blood mist, a huge force came from the Wuxin sword in his hand, his consciousness was driven into the sea of ​​consciousness, and he had no sense of external things anymore .

On the other side, when Huang Tingting saw Li Yitong strike with a ruthless face, she felt bad, and her spiritual power was running wildly, laying defenses for the people around her, but unexpectedly, Li Yitong's sword was too fierce, directly smashing the shield she hastily set up. Broken, after the remaining sword energy rolled over, although most people could still stand, their bodies were also wounded.

Huang Tingting is the core of the entire spiritual law. Li Yitong's blow just now, if counted, eight out of ten were suffered by her. She swallowed it along with the elixir found in the storage spirit ring.

The people on the field were stunned by the attack just now, watching Huang Tingting's movements, no one made a sound for a while.

But the pause was not permanent, someone finally got violent, shouted, and wanted to take the opportunity to attack Li Yitong, but the spiritual method hit the spiritual shield on Li Yitong's body, and quietly annihilated without causing any waves.

Li Yitong's counterattack was quick, while Huang Tingting's defense was even faster, but she couldn't completely resist, the sword energy finally hit the man, and the blow caused him to vomit blood and pass out.

The people around Li Yitong were shocked by the power of this blow, and they retreated unknowingly, leaving Li Yitong in the center of a blank circle.

At this moment, Li Yitong's eyes had turned a flirtatious red, his white clothes were splattered with blood, his expression was hollow, and he raised his sword and was about to continue attacking.

Huang Tingting saw that Li Yitong's condition was not right, and because she had no other way, she could only shout in desperation: "Li Yitong!"

Li Yitong's movement of raising the sword stopped abruptly, a look of pain flashed across his face, he actually put down the Wuxin sword slowly, and then wobbled the sword and took off.

Her speed of Yujian was far worse than before, but under the eyes of everyone, no one dared to stop her.

When Li Yitong's figure left Wanxiu City, all the cultivators came to their senses and gradually made a sound.

After discussing and discussing, the spearhead was quickly pointed at Huang Tingting.

Zeng Feng was beaten into a coma by Li Yitong's first attack, and was rescued by someone at this time. While vomiting blood, he pushed aside the crowd, stood in front of Huang Tingting, and kept negotiating with everyone.

Huang Tingting, who was behind him, withdrew her gaze from Li Yitong's back, took a breath, motioned Zeng Feng to back down with undeniable strength, stepped forward, held out the leader's golden seal, and faced the crowd.

The voices of the crowd gradually fell silent, and finally there was no sound.

"Huang is not talented. Fortunately, he is the leader of the alliance. He has practiced for more than [-] years and has never violated his heart." Huang Tingting glanced across the crowd, and no one dared to look at her.

She placed the leader of the alliance, Jin Yin, on the first stage lightly, and raised a mocking arc at the corner of her mouth, "It's useless to talk too much, since there are many misunderstandings among the people, Huang will abdicate here."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, circulated his spiritual power, and with his clothes fluttering, he chased out of the city.

Zeng Feng was the first to react among the stunned crowd. He took the leader's golden seal in his hand while everyone was in a daze, and shouted to Huang Tingting's back: "Don't worry, leader! As long as Zeng Feng is alive, he will swear to guard it to the death." The position of the ally!"

Huang Tingting went out of the city, dragged her wounds from dark to dawn, and then found Li Yitong unconscious in a hidden cave.

Fortunately, there is no city thousands of miles away from Wanxiu City, so the possible massacre of the city was avoided.

The clothes on Li Yitong's body were already tattered and full of blood, but most of them belonged to her.

Looking at Li Yitong's deep and shallow scars all over his body from the Wuxin sword, Huang Tingting took a deep breath, only feeling sharp pains in her heart, and didn't know what expression to put on.

After hesitating for a while, Huang Tingting took out a box of externally applied green ointment from the spirit ring, and then spread a mat, let Li Yitong lie down in a more comfortable position, then sat beside Li Yitong, gently reaching for her placket.

Huang Tingting's hands trembled a little, and she tried three or four times before she could untie Li Yitong's coat.

The cave was extremely silent, and the sound of cloth rubbing and Huang Tingting's heartbeat became particularly obvious.

Huang Tingting calmed down her unknowingly rapid breathing, while reaching out to untie Li Yitong's underwear.

She tried not to touch Li Yitong's wound, and gradually lowered her body.

When Huang Tingting came back to her senses, she found that she had pressed on Li Yitong's body in a rather ambiguous posture, supporting the ground with one hand and moving on Li Yitong's clothes with the other.

After realizing the posture of the two of them now, Huang Tingting's body became stiff, and she wished to use the spiritual method to unbutton the buttons a few times, but the more anxious her hands became, the stiffer her hands became, so that she couldn't die when she touched a place that shouldn't be touched, and felt the heat on her face rise , stepped back in a hurry, a thin layer of sweat was already breaking out all over his body.

It seemed that Huang Tingting backed too much and touched Li Yitong's wound, only to hear Li Yitong snorted, frowned, turned over, and turned her back to Huang Tingting.

Huang Tingting's complexion changed again and again, and she took a few deep breaths before she managed to calm down.

Although Li Yitong couldn't see, she still tried her best to keep the expression on her face, and didn't pull Li Yitong back, but just looked at Li Yitong forbearance, and took a few steps back instead.

Then without saying a word, she began to use her spiritual sense to assist Li Yitong with spiritual methods.

After Li Yitong turned over, she remained motionless, as if she was still in a coma. In fact, she had already woken up on the way.

Fearing that Huang Tingting's spiritual sense would "see" the fact that he had woken up, Li Yitong closed his eyes and froze, trying to recall some sad things to restrain his blushing.

Speaking of grief...

Li Yitong turned his back to Huang Tingting, only felt the cold ointment on the wound on his body, but his heart was ashes.

Such a good opportunity, I couldn't help but let out a voice and missed it!

The next time I get so close to Tingting Sangli, it will probably be in my next life...

There is no need to judge the award for the number one fool in Xiujie this year, just award it to yourself!

Li Yitong was so sad that he couldn't help himself, and suddenly felt that the power of Huo Zun, who had been making troubles along the way, flowed from all parts of his body, and finally gathered in Linghai, intent on taking control of his body.

It was too late to pretend to be dead, Li Yitong turned over and drew out the Wuxin sword, and drew a smooth stroke on his body, the blood that had gathered in front of his eyes slowly faded away.

Huang Tingting, who was directly opposite, was pale at the moment, met Li Yitong who had reacted, paused, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Li Yitong, what are you doing?"

Li Yitong was like a child who was caught stealing candy and was caught upright. His first move was to hide the bloody Wuxin sword in his hand behind his back, his eyes flicked left and right, but he didn't meet Huang Tingting's eyes, and prevaricated: "Well, Ah, maybe because...for fun?"

Huang Tingting didn't come up in one breath, and was laughed angrily.

She took a few steps forward quickly, snatched the Wuxin sword from Li Yitong's hand, and threw it outside the cave with a "clang", but did not speak.

Li Yitong's eyes were fixed on a piece of embroidery on Huang Tingting's clothes, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, seeing that Li Yitong really had no intention of speaking, Huang Tingting was in a hurry, put the ointment heavily on the ground, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing Huang Tingting leaving without saying a word, Li Yitong panicked, grabbed Huang Tingting's sleeves and shouted: "Tingtingsang, don't go!"

Huang Tingting's figure stopped, but she turned her back to Li Yitong and didn't turn her head.

Li Yitong said: "Tingtingsang, let me tell you... I can't control the power of the Wuxin sword. But it seems that it will calm down when it sees blood, so, so, hey, Tingtingsang, don't go ah!"

Huang Tingting didn't listen, she just broke free from Li Yitong, who looked anxious but didn't dare to use any force, and went straight out of the cave, and was engulfed in the darkness as soon as she moved.

Only Li Yitong, who was full of grievances, was left in place.

What is it...Tingtingsang, at least you look back at me...

While feeling sorry for himself, Li Yitong felt a voice at the entrance of the cave—the person who thought he had left had come in again.

"Tingtingsang!"

It turned out that I just went to pick up the sword.

Li Yitong, who was in a bright mood, was frightened by Huang Tingting's action of drawing his sword to kill himself in the next second. He was so frightened that he didn't even care about the wound on his body, and rushed forward to hug Huang Tingting, only then could he snatch the Wuxin sword.

"Tingtingsang, what are you doing!"

In the middle of Li Yitong's speech, he reflected that he was full of fragrance, and his face was buried in the neck of the other party. He only felt a little dry, and it was a bit difficult to even speak.

Sensing Huang Tingting's suddenly stiff body, Li Yitong bit her tongue hard, and finally let go of her hand in a more natural way, but she didn't dare to meet Huang Tingting's eyes.

"Only my blood can appease it, other people's blood can only make Wuxinjian more difficult to control."

There was no reply from Huang Tingting.

Li Yitong glanced at her quickly, and found that Huang Tingting's expression was as serious as ever.

"When did it start?"

Li Yitong frowned and said: "Speaking of which, since Huacheng came out, I tied that leaf to Wuxinjian, and Huo Zun never appeared again."

Hearing this, Huang Tingting also pondered.

The expression on Li Yitong's face suddenly became a little strange, and he hesitated: "Let's put this aside for now, I have one more thing. Cough, Tingtingsang, can you close your eyes first?"

Huang Tingting glanced at her in confusion, hesitated for a moment, and closed her eyes.

It seemed that only a few seconds later, I felt Li Yitong's cold hand holding hers.

Li Yitong led the way, and Huang Tingting followed closely behind.

The temperature became a little lower, and the two should have walked out of the cave.

Not long after leaving the cave, Li Yitong said softly: "Okay."

As soon as Huang Tingting opened her eyes, she saw that as far as she could see, the mountains and plains were covered with dots of fireflies, flickering on and off, like orange light plucked from the sky.

In this warm sky, Li Yitong smiled at her.

"Happy birthday, Tingtingsang."