Chapter 445 Assassination

In the end, Ji Lu, who was one realm higher in cultivation, had the upper hand, but he felt ashamed because he realized that his opponent was only in the Spiritualization Realm.

At the end of the battle, both sides used killing moves. Ji Lu had the appearance of a ferocious god in the sea of ​​evil. There was a heavy rain between heaven and earth, and a gust of wind blew. The mist was wrapped with the smell of mud and grass.

In the midst of the wind and rain, he put his four palms together, and then struck out with one palm. The palm force swept the wind and rain in the world, which was terrifying.

Li Changxiao looked calm, and used the ten immortal seals with his big palm. The immortal seals were combined into one, with infinite power, and also merged into a palm force, and went to the palm.

Then there was a roar.

The field was in a mess, with smoke and dust, the sky and the earth were dark, the sky was cloudless, and all the birds and beasts were killed.

Ji Lu withdrew his magical power, landed on the ground, and spat violently. It was not difficult to see from this scene that he was undoubtedly the final winner of the fierce battle.

The power of his palm was so great that it was not comparable to that of a Divine Transformation cultivator. The only regret he felt was that he had already blasted the man's body into powder.

Ji Lu consumed a lot of energy, but he was not weak, but he was still very distressed. However, when he thought of the clan's plan, he felt it was worth it.

"What an arrogant man in white."

Ji Lu spat again, thinking of the previous white-clothed man's boasting, he felt ridiculous in his heart. He walked away from the messy place, walked to a river, jumped into it, and closed his palms. The river surged, and he played in the water like a fish, washing off the blood and sand on his body.

The small scars on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fatigue seemed to be washed away.

In the previous battle, both sides were injured. He was scratched by the sword several times, and he was in so much pain that his teeth clenched. He also gathered his fists and smashed the white-clothed man's chest, thighs, and arms.

He also broke one of his arms. In fact, if possible, he would like to be more careful and slow in dealing with the arrogant boy.

But considering that the other party was not weak, he didn't want to consume too much energy, so he used his killing move and smashed him into powder.

The mermaids, the pride of water, are several times stronger in the sea in terms of physical strength and strength.

There is no sea around, so they use the river instead. Although the effect is not as significant as in the sea, it is much more comfortable than on land, and physical strength recovers quickly.

After soaking for a long time, he climbed ashore, put on his clothes, put on a black robe, and lit a bonfire in the woods.

After learning that the white-clothed man was coming to find his group, Ji Lu was afraid that it would affect the plan, so he went out to block it on his own. He expected that the white-clothed man might have a strong cultivation level, but he might not really dare to fight to the death.

Perhaps he could drive him away with a few moves, but today's battle was completely beyond his expectations.

The white-clothed man's cultivation level was average, much lower than expected, but his combat power was slightly higher than expected. And his fighting will was very strong. Ji Lu was most reluctant to meet such an opponent, which would consume more spiritual energy.

If his spiritual energy had not been exhausted, he would like to meet such an opponent the most, on the one hand, he could sharpen his skills, and on the other hand, he could have fun and tease him.

Fortunately, it has been resolved.

Ji Lu took out a dream dark fruit from his arms. It was transparent. It was called a dark fruit, but in fact, from the outside, it was just a ball of transparent mist. He injected a wisp of spiritual energy into it.

The transparent mist dissipated.

At the same time, Ji Beiming, who was far away in Qingrao City, suddenly had a dream appear, and saw the situation on Ji Lu's side from a distance.

"It's done."

Ji Lu faced the fire and talked to himself.

This dream fruit was condensed by Ji Beiming and activated by Ji Lu. The image touched by the fruit would turn into a dream and be fed back to Ji Beiming.

They couldn't communicate through the air, so Ji Beiming could see him, but he couldn't see Ji Beiming.

Knowing this, he talked to himself in the fire, reporting something to Ji Beiming.

Wait until the effect of the dream fruit faded.

Ji Lu roasted the fire, but couldn't help thinking in his heart, that white-clothed man was really weird, how did he find the dream fruit?

He just activated the fruit, and tried to find traces of the fruit, and found that it was difficult to find the fruit even if he knew it in advance.

It's not that he is weak. Ji Lu is a leader in the mermaid tribe. Although he doesn't practice the dream way, he can be regarded as a strong man in the dream way.

It's just that Ji Beiming is too strong. The dream fruit he condensed is invisible and colorless, without traces or traces.

He couldn't find it, let alone track it back through the hidden fruit. This puzzled him.

Finally, he thought that the man had become a dead soul in his hand, so why bother thinking so much? It was just a waste of energy.

He stopped, feeling that he had consumed a lot of energy fighting during the day and felt sleepy.

Then he found a big tree, leaned against the trunk, and fell asleep.

It was late at night.

Somehow, the back of his neck suddenly felt cold, and his whole body bounced up as if it was stressed, looking around. Even the spiritual energy had spread throughout his body.

However, after a glance, there was no one or anything around, and his breath of the mermaid clan was enough to make the beasts retreat. Ji Lu frowned, thinking that he might have had a nightmare.

Then he fell asleep again, but in less than half a breath, he dreamed again. In his trance, he dreamed that the white-clothed man he killed during the day actually came with a sword.

He suddenly woke up again. For some reason, he suddenly felt palpitations and a sense of fear. He didn't know what happened to him. He had been practicing the art of dream, but he was actually haunted by nightmares.

He smiled bitterly. To ensure safety, spiritual energy surged into his eyes, and he could see everything within a few miles clearly.

Let alone the white-clothed one, there was no beast. Besides, the white-clothed one was only a spirit. Fighting with him consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy, and he also broke one arm.

Ji Lu felt even more sleepy and fell asleep again. Who knew that he dreamed of the white-clothed one again.

In his dream, he cursed: "You ghost, if you dare to look for me again, I will let you die again!"

At the end of the curse, he suddenly woke up from the dream because of rage.

But who would have thought that when he opened his eyes, he saw such a horrifying scene.

Under the bleak moonlight.

The swordsman's long hair fluttered, and the long sword had been unsheathed at some point. The sword light reflected the moonlight, which was not dazzling, but eye-catching.

What made him even more horrified was that the white-clothed one was less than a step away from him.

That figure was more ghostly than a ghost, and more ghostly than a ghost.

The killing intention was very weak.

But it was extremely determined.

The long sword passed, and blood splattered high. An arm flew into the sky, and then gradually became illusory until it dissipated.

The intense pain was transmitted to Ji Lu's mind. His pupils trembled violently, and his nostrils opened to the maximum. The abnormal sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

"You!" His throat surged.

He was a genius after all. Although he didn't understand the situation, he reacted immediately.

He was just about to fight back. The next moment. The sword flashed.

His other hand also flew high, and then completely dissipated. The sword light was so fast that he couldn't react in time.

He was completely different from the daytime.

At this moment, Li Changxiao was no different from the white death in his eyes.

Ji Lu wanted to escape, but Li Changxiao stepped on the ground with one foot, and the long sword was inserted into the ground, slashing towards his neck little by little.

Ji Lu struggled desperately, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked and doubtful. It was clear that he would always have the upper hand in the daytime duel.

But now, he can only let himself be slaughtered like pork.

He is puzzled, unwilling, and even more afraid.