Warriors are no different from ordinary people.

Warriors are also humans and will die.

But the gap between people is often very huge.

Some people are born smart, some are quick to hear, and some are able to see things clearly at night.

And warriors are just the best among men.

They exert their physical functions to the extreme, even reaching a level that ordinary people can't imagine.

But in the final analysis, all of this is developing the potential that the human body has not yet been tapped.

And at this moment!

Li Shier is different from ordinary people's perception ability and has already noticed the fluctuations caused by weapons cutting through the air!

Someone sneak attacked behind him!

He threw Sima Wuji away and turned around to draw his sword!

clang!

The sword arrives.

Crashing with a spear!

"Good skills!"

The sneak attacker failed to hit and stayed less than ten meters away from Li Shier, holding a silver spear and wearing a purple suit.

Depending on age, it is about twenty years old.

However, martial arts practitioners age much slower than ordinary people. The real age of men is about forty years old.

"Want to save him?" Li Shier's bone sword was not burning, nor was it surrounded by black smoke.

But its own shape.

"Sword of Hell?"

Behind him.

Sima Wuji exclaimed, and said in disbelief: "You..."

The sword of hell, the treasure controlled by those who seal the meridians and hold the meridians!

Represents the sealing of the pulse!

It also represents the identity of the person holding the pulse!

After Sima Wuji's ability was disintegrated, he was no longer able to control the sword of hell, so he simply hid it in the tomb!

Now, I have seen the treasure I held back then appear in the hands of others.

He was extremely confused!

Even the tone was shocked!

"Oh? Mr. Sima knows it?" Li Shier's current identity is Cen Zhan, so he naturally cannot tell what he knows.

"Can I ask, where does your sword come from?" Sima Wuji showed a flowery face, like a flowery face in Peking Opera.

But you can vaguely see that the face under the oil paint is covered with scars!

Neither human nor ghost!

"Sorry, there is nothing to tell me!" Li Shier ignored him and walked step by step towards the man in purple in front of him.

The opponent is very strong, and the visitors are not good!

The power contained in the attack just now is very terrifying!

"No! Impossible!" Sima Wuji kept shaking his head, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Give it back to me!" He suddenly rushed towards Li Shier as if he was crazy!

That's the sword of hell!

It is a symbol of vein sealing!

It is the weapon of the vein holder!

It’s Sima Wuji’s inner pain!

For hundreds of years, he watched the sword of hell!

But I can't pick it up again!

He is greedy for power!

Greed in this sword of hell!

He can't tolerate others stealing it!

Bang!

Li Shier swung his sleeves violently, and the strong wave of air shook Sima Wuji several meters away!

“Very strong.”

When the man in purple saw this scene, he couldn't help but hold the spear tightly in his right hand, with a hint of praise in his eyes: "Why don't you let him go? Let's be friends?"

"It's okay to be friends, but I have to take his life first." As he spoke, Li Shier's bone sword began to burn the blue dark fire!

"No! That's mine!" Sima Wuji roared heart-wrenchingly!

Several of his chest and ribs were broken, and he was wailing in pain.

Sword of Hell!

"No!" Sima Wuji kept hammering the ground, but was unable to stand up again!

He is rational, calm, has ideas, and is good at strategy.

But he is a human being after all.

If you are a human, you have weaknesses, your own emotions and six desires, and what you care about!

Sima Wuji has been living for power all his life!

He did not hesitate to force Feng Wuchen to leave, and even for the sake of power, he committed himself to the Holy Lord and wanted to seek immortality.

But unexpectedly, the Holy Lord actually kept a hand and gave him a life span while taking away the ability that Sima Wuji was proud of back then!

Sima Wuji relies on his real skills to defeat Feng Wuchen!

Those who hold the pulse will be slaughtered all the way!

But now, he has lost his ability and has become a useless man.

What is the meaning of eternal life like this?

He hates it!

If it weren't for the loss of your ability, why do you have to make such a careful layout?

Who doesn't want to be strong?

Who doesn't want to open up plot?

Sima Wuji didn't want to play with conspiracies, but he could only do this.

A tiger without teeth cannot fight head-on.

Sima Wuji fantasized that one day he could pick up the sword of hell again and stand on the sealing meridian!

"My sword..." He suddenly felt helpless.

It seems like I went back to the moment when I realized that my strength was gradually lost after taking the prolonged life pill.

It is precisely because of this that he found Wen Jingzhu and began his own journey of lying on firewood and tasting gall!

If possible, who is the man holding the meridian willing to bow his knees and surrender to the other party?

The sword of hell was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing him to completely collapse.

"We may be in a dark place when we fight." The man in purple glanced at Sima Wuji, shook his head, and sighed: "Or, fight another place? I'm sure you can't kill him."

"What's your confidence?" Li Shier said with a smile.

"Gun! The spear in my hand!" The man in purple pointed forward, and the tip of the gun was dazzling in the sun: "Fight?"

"Then fight!"

Teng!

Li Shier jumped into the air and a fire dragon shot out!

The ghost fire flew straight towards the man in purple like a wild horse!

The man held a gun in one hand and pushed forward violently!

The tip of the gun broke through the fire dragon and collided with the bone sword!
To be continued...