Chapter 387

You can't beat him, you can't beat him. This truth does not need to be told by others. Feng Youwei can also understand it.

But he could not escape. Feng Youwei's dignity did not allow him to escape in front of the strong. Sweat mixed in the rain, fengyouwei pinched his right hand, and an air sword took shape in his hand again.

The man in white is standing in the rain. When the rain falls from the sky to his body, it all twists and turns around. Li Yuan regains his original look. The only difference from before is that the anger in his eyes can't be restrained.

"Do you know what weapon I am good at?" Li Yuan suddenly asked.

"Hey, I've seen your broken chessboard." Feng Youwei sneered twice to cover up his fear. Now his only advantage is that he knows Li Yuan's weapons, and Li Yuan may not know enough about his attack means.

But Li Yuan shook his head. At this time, he did not take the chessboard with him.

"Don't pretend to be gods or ghosts. Each of you, the seven stars of Kunlun, practices a magic weapon. The magic weapon used by yuhengxing is the chessboard" Xingluo ". Don't you think I know it?" Feng Youwei suddenly screamed.

Li Yuan's eyebrow angle jumped: "you say roughly good." Although the identity of the seven stars of Kunlun is not disclosed to the public, it is not a very secret. After all, some of the seven stars often go down the mountain to act. It is not surprising that they are known by outsiders. However, the other party not only knows the identity of his seven stars, but also can tell his position in the seven stars. Even the name of the magic weapon is clear, so Li Yuan has to pay attention to it.

"But you forget a little bit," Li Yuan suddenly stares at Feng Youwei, "I'm not only yuhengxing of Kunlun, but also Li Yuan of Li family."

Feng Youwei in the rain swallows a mouthful of saliva. He feels the killing intention of the other party. His feet want to step back, but his consciousness tells him not to lose his dignity.

"So what I'm good at is the sword," Li Yuan stepped forward. "The sword handed down by the Li family!"

As soon as the words fell, the rain condensed in his hands. A crystal clear water sword appeared in Li Yuan's hands, and there was a faint flash of stars in the water condensed sword.

"Very good, very good!" Feng Youwei clenched his teeth. Since his opponent also used the sword, he had no reason to escape. As a disciple of jianzun, he can't retreat in front of other swordsmen.

"Come on Li Yuan raised his right hand slowly, aiming his water sword at Feng Youwei.

"Hey, hey, my head has been placed here. If you have the ability, you can take it by yourself." With that, Feng Youwei dashed toward Li Yuan. If you want to win with the weak, you must take the lead!

The Qi sword cuts through the rain curtain, and even the rain in the air is cut open by the power of the Qi sword.

Li Yuan naturally resisted with water sword. Can the sword condensed by rain really block the sharp invisible sword Qi in Feng Youwei's hand? When the Qi sword and the water sword meet, the body of the water sword is all evaporated! The water sword in Li Yuan's hand broke in the middle and changed back to the state of water.

"Die In the torrential rain, Feng Youwei roared.

But Li Yuan just looked at him coldly, no fear, no ridicule, some just cold killing.

Those scattered raindrops condensed again in Li Yuan's hands. If a bystander saw this process, it would be as if Li Yuan deliberately let his water sword disperse to bypass Feng Youwei's air sword.

"Chi --!" Feng Youwei took a deep breath. With the re condensation and waving of the water sword, the rain in the air was driven by the sword power of the water sword and hit his body. The rain was like bullets. One by one, it penetrated into Feng Youwei's body, leaving a deep and shallow blood hole. Then, the rain was soaked in these wounds.

Feng Youwei's body was covered with bruises before the water sword was wielded.

But the air sword comes before the water sword! This is the advantage of preemption. Feng Youwei's Qi sword is cut on Li Yuan's neck.

His air sword can easily cut off Li Xinyuan's arm and anyone's soft neck. But the next second, Feng Youwei's face was shocked.

He saw his Qi sword cut on Li Xinyuan's neck, and he saw the stars shining!

"You." In the rain, Feng Youwei smiles, but it is not a proud smile, but a desperate smile.

The rain fell on his skin, and at the same time, the air sword dissipated powerlessly. Because the hand holding the sword was out of his body.

Take the other way and give it back. Li Yuan's water sword did not choose the neck as a direct lethal part, but first cut off Feng Youwei's right hand.

At the same time, Feng Youwei saw the wound on Li Yuan's neck, there was no bleeding, but a star light overflowing.

The light of the stars shines so brightly in the black clothes of rain clouds shielding the moonlight.

When the stars died out, the wound on Li Yuan's neck disappeared.

"Are you really human?" Feng Youwei's body shakes in the rain, but he is still stable. He covers the wound on his right arm with his left hand. Just as Li Xinyuan can't use his left hand sword, his left hand can't condense gas sword to fight the enemy. It's over. The battle is over. The outcome is clear.Li Yuan didn't answer. He just looked at Feng Youwei coldly.

"You're not really a fairy, are you?" After Feng Youwei finished this sentence, he suddenly coughed violently. His chest was broken by the previous bullet like raindrops, and he accumulated a lot of congestion in his body.

But he did not escape, did not step back, and did not even show his back to his enemies.

Since he has been defeated, the one waiting for Feng Youwei is nothing more than death. A madman like him will not be afraid of death.

Li Yuan stares at Feng Youwei's fearless eyes and suddenly says, "Feng Youwei, is your master still healthy?"

Hearing Li Yuan's words, Feng Youwei's body suddenly shook, and his right foot stepped back.

Feng Youwei's voice trembled.

Li Yuan raised his left hand and gently pressed it on his left chest. Then he said slowly, "Jian Zun, is his old wound healed?"

"You boy, how do you know my master?" Feng Youwei suddenly roars at Li Yuan.

Li Yuan raised his mouth: "your master and I are old acquaintances, but he is really incompetent in the aspect of believers. As his disciple, do you have only such skills?"

"Son of a bitch!" "I don't want you to insult my school!" said Feng Youwei

Having said that, he made a claw of his left hand and pounced on Li Yuan!