Black Iron Wrist 0047
Li Ke took one step forward and completely hid the corpse behind him.
"What Eastern Overlord is defeated? The East will never be defeated! What does it have to do with me?" The disciple of the Wuying Palace came over with an air of superiority, looking down on everything, which made Li Ke very displeased.
"What?!"
Among the two dark shadows, one person suddenly shouted loudly and angrily said: "You ignorant little brat, do you know who we are? Dare to speak to us like that, let me tell you, my brother is a core disciple of Hanshou's Wuying Palace, a master of the eighth level of Bubing's military arts! Know your place, kneel down for me! Otherwise, I'll make you experience the pain of being pierced by ten thousand needles!"
"No! Big brother! There's something behind this kid!"
Another dark figure's gaze was like an eagle's, and from between Li Ke's legs, he saw a human shadow. His eyebrows furrowed instantly, and the orange light in his hand flashed fiercely as he shouted loudly.
"Get out of my way, kid!"
A dark shadow flashed, the Roc spread its wings, two black shadows, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Li Ke quickly. At the same time, a "whooshing" sound also rose sharply in an instant, and then dense orange needles, like a storm of pear blossoms, came rushing in with a hiss.
"Little brat, tonight I'll use my Plum Blossom Needle to turn you into a beehive!"
Two core disciples of the Shadowless Palace made their move at the same time, unleashing countless orange needles that were sharper than sharp, with a fierce and piercing aura of divine soldiers surging violently on the Soul of Arms, causing Li Ke's skin to ache.
"Storm surge!"
"A whirlwind is rising!"
Their eyes grew increasingly gloomy, and their hearts were filled with anxiety. They urgently wanted to see what was behind Li Ke's back.
A streak of orange fine needles violently stormed, whistling as it came, extremely fierce; another streak transformed into a swirling tornado, roaring and spinning, everywhere in the sky and on earth.
Li Ke's eyes turned cold, these two people were out to kill him with their first move, just like the Wuying Palace disciples before. With a ruthless determination in his heart, he suddenly spun around and launched a powerful kick with his right leg. "Bang!" A loud noise was heard as Li Ke kicked Dongfang Bai Bei's corpse flying towards the two black shadows.
"Isn't that what you wanted? Fine, have it!!"
"The person is gone, there's only a corpse!"
Li Ke let out a loud shout, and with both hands raised, two red flying knives appeared simultaneously. "Whoosh" went the sound of the two knives as they shot out to the left and right, one in front and one behind, closely following the corpse as it hurtled towards the two dark shadows. These two knives were as swift as a whirlwind or lightning, flashing by in an instant, only to vanish into thin air like a divine being descending from the heavens. Li Ke had now mastered the Divine Three Knives to the utmost, and with each execution, their power was unmatched, every knife slicing through the void.
"Junior Brother of the East!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Two dark shadows saw the corpse being kicked and flew away, instantly furious, shouting loudly.
"Ding ding ding!"
Li Ke's figure quickly retreated, and under his feet, countless orange fine needle-like soul soldiers densely covered the ground, piling up in front of him and deeply stabbing into the stone slab behind.
"Come on, kid, surrender!"
A dark figure caught the corpse that was kicked flying by Li Ke, and let out a loud shout. However, in the next second, a red flying dagger shot towards him like a blood-colored lightning bolt. His eyes widened, and his head dodged to the side just in time. The red flying dagger whizzed past his cheek, leaving behind a trail of blood that sprayed out wildly.
"Haha! No time to play with you guys anymore!"
At the same time, Li Ke exerted his full strength to unfold the Yúyú Jiǔ Lóng Biànshēn Fǎ (Fish Nine Dragon Transformation Method), rapidly transforming into a white light and ascending the wall and treading on the roof as he departed. From afar, only a white residual shadow could be seen.
"Whoosh!"
Li Ke's words had barely fallen when another bloody flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the void, as if a god had descended into the void. "Puff!" A loud noise was heard, and it heavily stabbed into the abdomen of another black shadow.
"Junior Brother!"
Blood gushed out of his face, the black shadow completely disregarding himself, extremely furious and loudly shouting, his body leaped up, embracing the black shadow, and gently landed on the ground.
"Swish swish swish!"
At this time, several black shadows suddenly rushed over from a distance, all wearing black clothes with a silver needle embroidered on their chest, which was the uniform of Wuying Palace.
"Qianyu Shidi, what's going on? What is this?"
Several dark shadows loomed before him, a handsome young man with a clear brow and pale complexion gazed at everything in front of him, furrowed his brows fiercely, and asked in a cold voice.
"Fei Xue Shixiong, someone has killed Dongfang Shidi and injured Fei Yu Shixiong!" The black shadow holding his own shixiong had a ferocious expression, his facial features all twisted.
"What?" The pale young man was shocked and hastily asked: "What person? Do you know what kind of person it is?"
"You're just a kid! You little brat, I swear on my honor as a warrior that I'll kill you!"
"I swear on my honor as a warrior to kill you!"
The dark shadow suddenly looked up at the sky and let out a furious roar, with the power of the divine soldiers on his body transforming into orange fine needles, like a violent rain of pear blossoms, flying and swirling upwards, dense and numerous, covering the sky and earth, shooting out in anger.
"Ding ding ding!"
Orange fine needles pierced into the wall with unparalleled ferocity, colliding violently and splashing out orange sparks that danced wildly in the air. In the blink of an eye, an orange "kill" character appeared on the wall, exuding a fierce killing aura.
The pale young man looked at the wall with a murderous intent, then looked down at the two core disciples on the ground, one injured and one dead, his eyes cold and stern.
"Don't let Wei Fei Xue catch you, otherwise, I'll make sure you die without a burial place!" the pale young man thought coldly to himself.
……
A furious roar echoed in his ears, but Li Ke's speed didn't decrease. Instead, a faint cold smile appeared on his face, "Want to kill me? Even if you had another thousand years, you wouldn't have that hope!"
"But now I don't have time to fool around with a big group of you!"
After Li Ke clarified the direction, he quickly turned into a white shadow and rushed towards the most prosperous street in Hanshui City.
As soon as Li Ke kicked the corpse flying, his keen sense of awareness detected several auras rushing towards him at high speed. Among them was one aura that was particularly sharp and menacing, with an almost palpable sense of ferocity. It should be a master of the Nine-Heavenly Martial Arts who had only one step left to break through to the Transformation Realm and become a Grandmaster.
Facing a Lianbing realm eighth-order master, Li Ke was not afraid at all. However, facing a Lianbing realm ninth-order master, he didn't dare to be careless either. Moreover, the opponent had many people, which was extremely unfavorable for him.
His figure quickly disappeared, and before long, Li Ke appeared on a street lit up with lanterns, found an inn, and went in to stay.
In the guest house room.
Li Ke took out the backpack of the Shadow Palace disciple he had just killed and dumped everything inside onto the table.
"Ding Dong!"
Dozens of high-grade metal beasts' iron cores and iron bones fell onto the table with a crisp sound, two bottles of Refining Soldier's Dan, one bottle of Transformation Dan, and a black iron wristband all appeared in front of Li Ke.
"Ah! Black Iron Wrist! Physical Soldier Equipment!"
