Chapter 129 Love Fight
After hearing the movement ahead, Li Qing stopped quickly.

It seems that there are other monks near the island where he fell.

A gleam flashed in Li Qing's eyes, and he quickly restrained all his aura.Slowly moved towards the front and touched it.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Two men in Ziyunzong Taoist robes were confronting each other.

One of them looks handsome and fair-skinned, while the other person facing him looks ordinary, with a big nose that stands out.

At this time, the handsome Ziyunzong cultivator showed a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

An obvious welt can be seen on the lavender robe on his body.

"Junior Brother, why do you have to get entangled with Junior Sister Yao Zhaoyue?"

The Ziyun sect cultivator on the opposite side looked at the injured man with hatred in his eyes.

"Brother what are you talking about?"

"Junior Sister Zhaoyue originally fell in love with me, so why bother?"

"The two of us are siblings, why?"

The handsome monk looked at his senior brother in disbelief.

The two belonged to the same group of disciples who worshiped Ziyun Sect, and later they chatted more and more speculatively and became close friends.

Originally, the places where the two fell this time were not far away. After the round, the man originally planned to communicate about the next itinerary, but he never thought that the brother who had been close to each other suddenly launched an attack on him.

"Brother, you should never have snatched Junior Sister Zhaoyue from your brother"

"If it wasn't for you, Junior Sister Zhaoyue would have been with me long ago."

"But it's you"

"By relying on your outstanding talent and handsome appearance, you actually won the love of your senior brother"

"Damn you"

The Ziyun sect cultivator on the opposite side became more and more excited as he spoke, and looked at his junior brother with even more hatred in his eyes.

The friendship that he had been acquainted with before had disappeared after he got together with Junior Sister Zhaoyue.

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense, Junior Sister Zhaoyue told me that the relationship between you and you is a brother-sister relationship."

Hearing his senior brother mention Zhaoyue, the injured monk also showed excitement.

Li Qing quietly hid his figure behind a strange tree in the distance.

There was a strange look in his eyes.

I thought that almost all the monks fighting each other here were for the precious resources, but I didn't expect that the fighting person I met for the first time was actually because of feelings.

The Tianlei Secret Realm, which has no rules and regulations, has become a place to solve emotional matters.

"It's interesting," Li Qing thought.

The words of the injured man once again severely untied the scar in the opposite person's heart.

"How do you compare with me, you are just a person who loves yourself"

"Do you know the purpose of my trip, brother?"

After finishing speaking, the man gave his junior brother a hateful look.

"My purpose of this trip is to get the Zongmen's Foundation Establishment Pill to help Junior Sister Zhaoyue establish a foundation."

"How do you compare with me, only I really love Junior Sister Zhaoyue"

Speaking of this, a rare tenderness flashed in the man's eyes.

It seemed that he was thinking of the moment when he walked out of the secret realm to bring back the Jidan for Junior Sister Zhaoyue, and the junior sister threw herself into his arms.

Thinking of this, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

"It's useless for the younger brother to talk too much"

"You must die here today, only then can Junior Sister Zhaoyue be with me"

Speaking of which, the man no longer concealed the murderous intent in his eyes.

The man waved his hand, and a long purple whip appeared in his hand.

Then it turned into a huge whip and fiercely whipped towards the junior brother whom he hated.

Seeing the killing intent revealed in his senior brother's eyes, the injured handsome man naturally wouldn't sit still.

He is not a fool to be able to reach the peak of Qi training.

He knew very well in his heart that there was no longer any friendship between himself and his senior brother, and this hatred could only be resolved with the death of another person.

hum!hum!
A series of two purple flying swords passed by the man's hand.

Two purple flying swords crossed up and down in the air and slashed at the enemy.

"Brother, what are you fighting with me?"

"Although your talent is extremely high, senior brother has been at the peak of Qi training for two years."

"Ha ha"

Seeing the scene where his junior brother was injured, he couldn't express his comfort.

At this time, he saw that his junior brother had dodged his own blow.

At this moment, the image of the person in front of him with Junior Sister Zhaoyue once again flashed through his mind.

Whoosh!
The long whip in his hand became more intense.

The long purple whip drew several phantoms in the air and lashed towards the two flying swords.

Li Qing began to carefully observe the battle between the two sides. Next, he will definitely meet the disciples of Ziyun Sect. Now he can learn more about the methods of this sect.

I saw that the instruments used by both parties were all purple.

Li Qing thought of the news about Ziyunzong that he had learned before.

There is an island naturally formed in the sky and the earth in the residence where Ziyunzong is located.

There are a lot of purple clouds around the island, which are transformed by a special force.

Most of the secret methods of Ziyun Sect are also related to this kind of Ziyun.

And the monks under the Ziyun sect can refine this special Ziyun into their magic weapon, which can enhance the power of the magic weapon.

That's why most of the magic weapons used by the disciples of Ziyun Sect are purple.

Mainly because of the special Ziyun.

boom!
The huge purple whip hit the ground, and a gully appeared on the ground immediately.

"It seems that senior brother has the upper hand," Li Qing thought.

He observed just now that the injured disciple had started to lose his breath.

The two purple flying swords above the head are no longer as powerful as before.

at this time.

The senior brother who had the upper hand waved his hand, and several purple clouds rushed out and swept towards the injured monk.

A few strands of purple mist dodged the flying sword's attack like a nimble giant snake, and then entangled towards the monk.

"not good"

The injured cultivator immediately recognized that this was the master's secret technique.

After seeing this scene, he who was already injured immediately flew out of a black shield.

It is the man's defensive magic weapon.

When the cultivator on the opposite side saw the magic weapon offered by his junior brother, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw a pinch of the formula in his hand.

Noisy!Noisy!
Several strands of purple clouds quickly rolled up towards the shield.

In an instant, the shield was firmly trapped inside.

As the man's mana continued to increase, the purple cloud turned into a chain and quickly squeezed towards the middle.

"no"

The injured monk immediately knew that if he continued like this, he might be strangled to death inside.

Now that he is injured, his mana is far inferior to the opponent.

A gleam of determination flashed in the man's eyes.

With a wave of his hand, two red talismans immediately appeared in his hand.

"Humph"

The monk holding the purple whip showed disdain.

Based on the relationship between the two of them before, he was very aware of the opponent's methods.

bell!bell!
A strange bell rang.

The crisp voice seems to slowly lull people into dreamland.

Li Qing couldn't help being in a trance behind him.

At this moment, he already knew that the battle ahead should be over.

(End of this chapter)

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